These big shots are actually me

What's more, many of the hiding spots they chose once belonged to them.

Pasper, who felt that he had finally escaped from a narrow escape, was not in a hurry to contact the rest of his companions.

He first leaned against a stone pillar and took a long breath, which he didn't really need, to relieve his tense nerves.

Pasper was an unlucky man who was exiled during the Silver Age because King Oakenshield (a dwarf king after King Ironheart) led a surprise attack with three zero-level sealed artifacts. His whereabouts were also reported by Saint John at that time. Mozo revealed it to King Oakshield.

However, only King Oakshield and Mozo knew this. Otherwise, Sky Wing would probably have stayed and fought to the death with Mozo just now with red eyes.

Paspa suddenly ran for his life in a panic, not because of anything else, but because he recognized what Mozo's path was - the rule book!

The rule book that was originally used to formulate the iron laws of the world. Paspa, who once served his second son, is very aware of the power of this thing.

Of course, what really scared Pasper was that there were four zero-level sealed objects under their feet at that time!

Mozo alone would not be so timid if he and Fia teamed up.

But the problem is that Paspa can see through the problem that Fia can't see through - neither he nor Fia can perfectly control the four unfamiliar zero-level sealed objects as soon as they get started.

And this kind of extremely powerful force that cannot be completely controlled is destined to become the opponent's power only under the compilation of the rule book!

So Pasper knew very well that they were not two against one, but two against five!

Even the so-called five may not be the final number. After all, as long as he dared to stay at that time, he would be forced into a situation where the other party would use the sealing object to use it for strength. , and will also fall into the dilemma of being surrounded by Zhengshen because it cannot be captured quickly.

After a brief consideration, Paspa chose the path that was most beneficial to him without hesitation - selling Fia! Run away by yourself!

Until now, Pasper is deeply aware of his wisdom and prowess.

It was also during the time when Pasper took a long breath.

Indescribable terrifying projections appeared one after another in the sky above the outpost.

They are all exiles!

After looking around, I felt that almost everyone was here.

Pasper said directly:

"First of all, Fia and I failed. We didn't get the four zero-level sealed artifacts, and Fia should be dead at this moment. In other words, the other party may have added another zero-level sealed artifact!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding exiles all made various noisy sounds.

There was surprise, sneer, disdain, ridicule, and doubt.

But Paspa ignored all of this and continued:

"But that's not important. What's important is that I noticed that there is a new god among those so-called righteous gods!"

Upon hearing this, a twisted projection in the form of a giant python immediately spat out a message and said:

"We have known this for a long time. Angor's Queen Victoria has removed her extraordinary characteristics as an artist and has been promoted to a new final nightmare! Our opponent has a nightmare with some weight!"

"What? Forget it, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about something much more serious than this!"

Victoria's information was completely exposed to the eyes of the evil gods after she said goodbye to Mo Zuo. However, this was quite unexpected for Paspa, who followed Fia to steal the chicken.

All of a sudden, the noise in the audience slowed down considerably and turned into curiosity.

Does this mean there is a new god?

But what they didn’t expect even more was:

"Yes, they also have a new god, and the path of this new god is a completely new path. Guess what his path is?"

The noise at the scene became weaker and weaker, until now it was all filled with surprise and curiosity.

New avenues have not been seen for a long time.

As for the god of the new path, it was the first time in many years.

Pasper said directly without being pretentious:

"His path is the rule book, which was originally used to plan the direction of all things. I have served the second son Ganluo, and I have also followed the eldest son Endaros. Then there are people like me among you."

"So you should know what a rule book is!"

"As long as He is willing to give, we who are passive may be trapped in the future He chooses."

"And the most terrible thing is that this new god is Theseus, the most desperate mad dog!"

"Everyone, our advantage is very dangerous."

After these words were spoken, the noise immediately turned into solemnity.

No one knows how to get the rule book path and what the abilities are. But what is the use of the rule book? It is a joke to say that everyone knows it, but God is very clear about this!

At the same time, what made the evil gods’ brows jump the most was the sentence. This new god with the rule book is the mad dog who can chase after gods and bite them for a group of mortals!

In fact, for several of them, either angels fell into the hands of the other party, or they were directly warned or even chased by the other party.

So the weight of this sentence is the heaviest today!

This mad dog is really willing to be killed...

After a long time, a projection of nothingness like a mountain of meat said gloomily:

"Don't worry, we know very well how powerful that thing is in the rule book, but its power is based on the concept that the user is the great original!"

"And that mad dog, haha, can he be compared with the great original? Not to mention the great original, he can't even compare to a toe of the original eldest son!"

"So don't panic, no matter how hard he is willing to pay, it won't really have much impact on the battle. Whoever deserves to win will still win!"

"So it doesn't matter, it's all the same!"

These few words quickly won the approval of the other evil gods. At the same time, a projection that looked like a huge stag was shaking off human heads from its strangely proliferated antlers while saying to his companions:

"But we must take action immediately. I know that you have not fully recovered yet, but we can't delay it any longer. The reason why we delayed it before is because it is more beneficial for us to recover first than to allow those hypocritical guys time to gather believers. .”

"But it doesn't work now. Since the rule book is in the opponent's hands, the longer the opponent's preparation is delayed, the more perfect it will be."

"agree."

"no comment."

"All right."

"I can."

"That's fine with me."

.....

As all the evil gods nodded, the exiled people's original plan to postpone for a period of time suddenly turned into an immediate attack.

But it was also at this time that the only normal humanoid projection stared at Pasper and said:

"You mean Fiado is half dead, right?"

"Yes, with four zero-level sealed objects that cannot be completely controlled over there, I don't think that stupid woman Fiya can survive. What, are you interested in her?"

This answer made the evil gods around him burst into laughter.

But immediately they couldn’t laugh anymore:

"How is that possible? I have no interest in that woman at all."

"Hoho, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that since Feia is dead, then the uniqueness of the Faceless Men is in the hands of the other party?"

"Yes, what exactly are you going to say? If you have nothing to do, don't waste our time!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, my question is, since the other party has the uniqueness of the Faceless Man who can become anyone, how do you prove that you are you?"

"Dear Lord Pasper, or are you talking about Mad Dog Theseus?"

These words instantly caused all the evil gods to fix their eyes on Pasper, who had a look of astonishment on his face.

But immediately, Pasper looked at the other party again in shock and said:

"What about you? Burup the Bloodthirsty? You have just started asking this ridiculous question to me, the hero who desperately ran back to deliver the news."

"So, I also want to ask you, how do you prove that you are still Lord Bolupu?"

This time, the other exiles no longer stared at Burup as they stared at Pasper.

They all looked at their companions thoughtfully.

The Change Lords can transform into anyone, so how can they determine whether their companions are still their former companions?

The interesting possibilities Mozo wrote have begun to take root!

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When their eyes with suspicion and scrutiny appeared on themselves, all the exiles present understood one thing - if they don't do something, trust will be broken!

But what to do?

It is basically impossible to see through the ability of the Changeling Lord, otherwise the uniqueness of the Faceless Man would be too cheap.

Unless there is a very fierce battle, the uniqueness of the Change Lord cannot correctly imitate the power of the corresponding path.

But where could they go to create such a situation?

Is it possible that before we start a full-scale war with the righteous gods, we should fight on our own first?

And if the Master of Changes is really not involved now, wouldn't this create opportunities for people out of thin air?

After all, there is no point in the concept of evil gods. As long as they take action, they will definitely do something with their own personal grudges.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was a mess.

Faced with this difficult situation, they really couldn't come up with any practical and effective solutions for a while.

After a while, someone said:

"Well, I know it's impossible to convince everyone to be united without any doubt. After all, we are not monolithic. Now there is such a difficult situation."

"But I don't think we should give up our numerical advantage and go it alone."

"Let's do this. Since everyone is worried about being stabbed in the back if we get together, how about we let acquaintances work separately in groups of two or three?"

As soon as these words came out, the projections present once again spread a lot of noisy whispers.

"In this way, although we still can't rule out the companion who may have been replaced, at least we can feel relatively at ease with someone we know well, and the biggest thing is that there is only one other person!"

After a long time, the epileptic Borup asked in a cold voice:

"What should we do with the group that got mixed up?"

"Then you can only consider yourself unlucky."

The other party said this very realistically, but then he also said:

"There is no other way, Lord Burup. And I also believe that as the war progresses, this person will appear sooner or later! By then, everyone will be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

After thinking for a while, Berupo said again:

"Then it can't be done in groups of five or even six people?"

"You want to say that even if the other party attacks, there will be more support? From a common sense point of view, this seems to be true, but have you ever thought about it? Once we attack with multiple people, this means that we can attack immediately There are many, many fewer goals.”

"Then those righteous gods will undoubtedly gather to confront us. Under such circumstances, if the other party suddenly attacks, I think the danger will be even greater."

"At least if we divide into multiple teams, if something goes wrong, we will only lose one or two companions, and we can attack many more targets immediately. If there are more than one group, then we will not be killed or our vitality will be severely damaged. Not to mention, the power in the other party’s hands has not been significantly lost!”

Immediately, there was another noisy whisper and murmur all around.

Finally, without any other better way, all the exiles agreed to this.

And he immediately started forming his own team.

What’s more interesting is that the teammates they choose are basically not their ‘friends’, but ‘enemies’ who have a lot of bad blood with them!

At the same time, they are very resistant to forming a three-person team that is theoretically safer.

The reason is that there is no so-called true friendship among the exiles. In other words, they know better the enemies who are often against them than their false friends.

The Changeling Lord can have no flaws in appearance and abilities, but there are still some flaws in his personal performance.

That's why they prefer to team up with familiar enemies.

It's much harder to play the antagonist than the false friend.

The reason for rejecting the formation of a team of three is because although it is true that if something happens to a team of two, it is almost certain to die, but rather than adding another variable out of thin air, they are more willing to believe that they have not mistaken their opponent.