The Holy Right of a Comic

"...I sneaked into the bottom of the people as a wanderer, where there are many gangs, and many people form groups to compete for living space."

"These people have a strong hatred for this country. They have been suppressing their anger. I think that as long as they are channeled a little, those anger can be detonated!"

Kadoc was selected by Maris Billy as a member of Group A. He is definitely not a fool, and has a very outstanding talent in certain aspects.

Compared with ordinary magicians, he understands society better, communicates with people better, and understands daily life better. He said a lot of information that he has investigated, and he analyzed it clearly and logically, making everyone nod after hearing it.

At this time, Roman said: "...I also used the computer to check the history of this strange news."

"Mr. Cadoc is right. In the past history, there have been many uprisings here, but every time they were suppressed bloody by the Tsar."

"...And the uprisings this time are all initiated from the bottom, that is, these places like slums where we are."

"The Russian nobility once suggested to the Tsar that these 'inferior people' should be wiped out, leaving only a small part of the obedient population."

"...The technology in this country is very advanced, and there are not many jobs that require manual work, so too many people are bloated."

"However, His Majesty the Tsar rejected this suggestion, and established a detailed system for class promotion, allowing everyone to compete and compare."

"...But even with such a seemingly fair system, it is still impossible for the people at the bottom to improve their class, because they have few resources themselves."

Roman happily ate the strawberry cake in his hand.

After he left the Chaldea headquarters, the facilities in this car no longer allowed him to eat strawberry cake extravagantly.

But fortunately, this lore belt is very developed, although most of the living materials and means of production are in the hands of the rich and nobles.

However, in order to replenish supplies, Chaldea also used some means to obtain resource supplies from here.

At least Roman had his favorite strawberry cake again.

"These people, who are accumulating anger against the tsar, are exactly what we can unite with to start another uprising."

"...I've done some research. The tsar's rule of the country relies on the secret police, her guards. Those guards are not like robots, but more like the tsar's own authority, which is her ability."

At this time, Emperor Ivan the Thunder, who had shrunk to the size of a normal person, said, "...that used to be my authority, and my beloved concubine took away the emperor's prestige!"

Weber was very excited after seeing the strange news that he came to Russia. Like the emperor who shouted to kill the Winter Palace, he nodded and said: "...these guards are not heroic spirits, and modern weapons can kill them."

"...and this country is very advanced in technology and weapons. I think the next thing we have to do is to find the arsenal and granary 0..."

"If we can get the weapons and food in the arsenal, we can use this to lead the people at the bottom to launch an attack from the bottom up, raid the Winter Palace, and cut down the fantasy tree located in the Winter Palace."

"...The only thing we have to consider now is whether there are other heroic spirits under the tsar's subordinates. At other singularities, we will find that there are hostile heroic spirits there."

"It's just that judging from the current intelligence, the Tsar doesn't seem to have any other powerful subordinates."

Weber's words caused everyone to fall into deep thought, and Kirshtalia said, "...Your Excellency II, does that mean we have to do what we did in February 1917?"

"You're right, Wadim, we're going to overthrow the Romanov dynasty again, and that's what we're going to do in this anecdote!"

Waver affirmed Kirstalia's words.

"I have good news here too, Mr. Weber Ilyich Ulyanov!"

Little Da Vinci raised his hand and shouted excitedly.

Hearing this name, Weber looked embarrassed.

"I found out from the Internet that not long ago, many people witnessed that the tsarist guards arrested a group of prisoners and detained them in Kobutelka Prison."

Da Vinci's words made everyone happy, "...Dear Da Vinci, you mean those people are the captured Chaldean staff?"

"Judging from the photos, it's them!"

This good news made everyone excited.

Roman said with a sad face: "...The tsar rejected the proposal of the nobles, but formulated a policy that made the conflicts between all classes more serious and class divisions more intense."

"... No matter how you look at it, this policy is unreasonable. Could it be part of a ritual like the Heterogeneous Belt?"

...

In the Winter Palace, the four Romanov sisters lay in disorder on a large bed covered with curtains.

Anastasia, who was still physically strong, propped up her delicate body, her long silver hair slipped down messily and gorgeously, half covering her snow-white body.

Seeing that Roy was about to leave, she blindfolded and asked lazily and confusedly, "...Godfather, where are you going?"

"Have a good rest, Anna...I'll go outside."

Roy said softly, and walked out of the palace.

Standing in the courtyard of the Winter Palace, he raised his head and stared at the sky full of stars, narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered:

"...The range from which you can escape has narrowed again, Yog-Sothoth!"

"When you appear again, when I win your knowledge and wisdom, it is the moment when I step into 9=2 (magus)!".

Chapter 232: The Dragon Slayer Becomes a Dragon

"The tsar's rule is evil. Those nobles who eat vegetarian meals do not have anything to do with production. They enjoy the splendor and wealth in the center of the city."

"...they ate delicious food, and they wore decent clothes to attend various splendid banquets."

"But what they eat is our flesh, what they drink is our blood, and the clothes they wear are woven from our lives!"

"...Why are these nobles naturally superior to others, why should we live in such a despicable slum, living a life of food and shelter."

"We have never been seen by the Tsar. To that majesty, to those nobles, we are nothing but maggots on the side of the road."

"...Comrades, we should unite and overthrow the rule of the evil tsar, this country does not need superior nobles, we are created equal!"

"Take up arms, pick up bread, if you are unfair to your fate, if you want to get a new life."

"...If you don't want our descendants to continue living in the sewer like us, then the opportunity to change your destiny is now before your eyes!"

Cadock was standing on a wooden box in a gang gathering place, shouting as hard as he could.

Of course, this is not an impromptu speech, but a draft prepared by 03 long ago.

Although at first Kadock felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to speak in front of so many people, he refused.

But he couldn't hold back the demands of the other masters of Chaldea, so he had no choice but to come to the gathering place of these homeless people to cheer up their spirits, hoping that these people would work with Chaldea to overthrow the rule of the evil tsar.

At first, Kadoc was still stumbling, but now he is able to shout in front of so many people without any shame.

Even this cry made him feel excited, thinking that he was doing some great cause, and that he had deceived himself.

In the square in front of the wooden box where Kadoc was standing, many people gathered. These people had colorful hair and tattoos everywhere. They looked like punks on the street.

But under Kadok's speech, they all geared up one by one, led the weapons and food sent by Kadok, and each discussed that at a certain moment, everyone would launch a counterattack against this evil country together.

After these people left, Kadock breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and left quickly, muttering: "...Don't let me do this kind of thing again."

"...I'm so stupid, I have to say that I like cyberpunk."

For the Tsar, who ruled the Mystery Belt with his secret police, it was impossible for him to do these things without the knowledge of the Tsarist Guards.

These guards had long wanted and hunted down Kadock, but Chaldea had many heroic spirits and was powerful, so the mere tsarist guards naturally couldn't be Chaldea's opponents.

However, these tsarist guards are similar to the soldiers in Iskandar's inherent enchantment. As long as the emperor's majesty is still there, these tsarist guards will be inexhaustible, so Chaldea didn't even think about destroying them all.

Just when Kadock was about to leave, he suddenly froze and saw several people standing not far behind him.

He was very familiar with these people, they were Kirshtalia, Ophelia, Peperoncino, and El Mello II from Group A.

"You, why are you here?"

Kadock asked with some embarrassment.

"Haha, you guys are still useful, I'm full of passion after what you said."

Katniss laughed out loud, and the teasing tone made Cadock even more ashamed.

Kirshtalia stopped his followers from teasing, and smiled gently: "...You did a good job, Kadok! At least in terms of mobilizing people's emotions, you are much better than me."

"Needless to say, I know that as a member of the original group A, don't underestimate me!"

Kirshtalia has exposed many of his own characters over a long period of time, letting people know that he is not as perfect as the legendary Prince Charming.

He has all kinds of flaws, and he can even be said to be a good old man.

But because of this, everyone in Chaldea felt that he was more accessible and more human.

That's why even Kadok dared to speak to Kirshtalia in an annoyed tone.

"But is it really useful to let Kadock do this?"

Ophelia lowered her head slightly, and the talented student put her hand on her sharp chin and asked a question.

"This is a temptation..."

Weber said at this time: "...Through the looting of the arsenal and the granary, we want to test whether there are other hostile spirits in this strange news."

"...But after so long, there are no other heroic spirits to stop us, so let's assume that there is only the King of the Lost Belt here."

"Although the Tsar's Guard can't die, there is a limit to the overall number. It is at most a trouble for us."

"...It's just that this strange news is not limited to the existence of the Tsar's Guard. The Romanov dynasty also has other armies, especially those armies that have very powerful high-tech weapons."

"If we were the only ones to go straight to the Winter Palace, facing the entire army of rumors and the king of the tapestry, it could put us in danger."

"...so Cadoc's actions are necessary. When we storm the Winter Palace, the uprising of these bottom-level homeless people who don't even have resident status can buy us time and hold back those troops."

Weber calmly analyzed the pros and cons, as well as the current situation.

Kadock couldn't help but said: "...If possible, I hope they can really overthrow the tyranny of the Tsar."

He also stayed in this strange news belt for a long time. Out of 470's love for cyberpunk, he also went deep into the lives of the lowest-level residents of this strange news.

He also has feelings for those people.

And with a better understanding of this crumbling social structure, cyberpunk is no longer Kadoc's favorite.

The so-called cyberpunk refers to low-end life and high-end technology. It seems cool, but under the background of this high-tech, life without enough food is really sad and painful.

When El-Melloi II heard Kaldor's words, he silently looked at the towering fantasy tree at the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg, and said softly: "...the dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon!"

"...Not to mention that when the fantasy tree is cut down, the calculation of this strange news will stop, and everything in this strange news will disappear."

"Even if all this is true, even if those people really overthrew the tyranny of the tsar, in the end they will only become the next powerful and exploit the next people again."

"...The reincarnation of history has always been like this. Competition, comparison, greed, and jealousy will never disappear from human beings. This is the nature of human beings."

Having said that, Weber suddenly felt that something was wrong.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, so he can't allow him to think too much.

"Tomorrow we will split into two groups, one side will rescue the staff of Chaldea, and the other side will go straight into the Winter Palace, cut down the fantasy tree, and defeat the king of the Lost Belt!".

Chapter 233 You are the good of mankind and the evil of mankind

The smoke is everywhere, and the wind and fire are in full swing.

St. Petersburg of Russian lore was ignited.

This is a country full of comparisons, classes, and dividing people into three, six, and nine classes.

The tsar at the center stands at the top of the pyramid, and outside the Winter Palace are the residences of the nobles.

The environment here is beautiful, the streets are clean and tidy, and everyone is dressed in colorful flowers, whether they are attending banquets or having afternoon tea for ladies.

The convenience of high technology and the life of high technology belong to these bright and glamorous nobles.

The outermost cities are gathering places for homeless people. They still enjoy high technology, but the convenience of high technology cannot bring about changes in the quality of life.

Their clothes are shabby, their food is scarce, and they linger on like maggots.

It is such a city with distinct classes and a country with distinct classes that once again set off an uprising initiated by the bottom.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, and there are many great gods among the people.

Especially in this country that has come to an end and its classes have solidified, those fat-headed and pig-headed nobles are just enjoying the shadow of their ancestors.

If it is true about intelligence and wisdom, many of them are not as good as some folks.

In a high-tech society, computer information is an important prop, and many folk technology gods have stolen their authority, making the city even more chaotic.

Flames rose in the city, and the homeless people on the streets who had no retreat and no way to live held weapons, shouting loudly and desperately fighting the tsar's army.

There are aircraft flying in the sky, and the fully armed army has superb tactical skills.

But this time the uprising was different from the previous ones. This time the wanderers already had the advanced weapons they got from Chaldea and had enough food reserves.