Not being human in Ghost Slayer: Blade

While wandering around in what could be called a death-defying way for the galaxy, he was naturally targeted.

It was a wheat-colored girl in cool clothes who spoke: "It doesn't look like someone from the dark world, it has no smell."

"But he is indeed the target, let's save him." The sturdy, unshaven uncle looked at the other person kindly.

A strange man with a thin and scary figure, he nodded.

"Come on, General Bude is not here."

"It's a pity, I still plan to see the majesty of the general." The other woman responded rather disappointed, but her movements were not slow at all.

"Stop complaining, Suzuka. Work is work. Even such a handsome man can only be executed as painlessly as possible."

"Are you handsome? Matou, you are really full of energy. Do you want to go to the hot spring with me after the mission is over?"

"It's your hobbies that are so weird."

The four ghosts of Rakshasa, the personal executioner of the minister, came to visit.

"who?"

Compared to the Galaxy that had been expected for a long time, the guards trained by Bud himself seemed very angry, and they could naturally distinguish the people who killed the world.

"Protect Your Highness!"

"kill!"

For a moment, there was a flash of swords and swords, and the two sides killed each other.

Yinhe stared at this scene with his eyes hanging from the dead fish, without any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

Sure enough, as I expected, if there is a simple and rude way, then people will become lazy, and they will not choose to be more cautious and attack rashly.

That's what I want, a godly opponent is really the best friend.

The fabricated identity does not need to be verifiable, as long as it cannot be falsified is sufficient.

And ahead, while his companions were restraining the guards, the symbol of the Raksha Four Ghosts who could freely manipulate their bodies had already approached the Milky Way who seemed to be frightened and motionless.

"Goodbye, little brother, don't hate me, it's just work." With a bright smile, showing canine teeth, the horse's head hit his heart.

The sound of something breaking suddenly sounded.

Yinhe looked at her, this prestige baby delivered to her door, seemed to have heard the reminder of prestige +1, appeal +1, and her expression was also very hearty.

"I understand, I understand, it's just a meal."

"Eh?"

wink,

Another punch to Yinhe, the ribs were absolutely broken, and she heard the sound.

but,

"How did you..."

In astonishment, she was already surrounded by the Milky Way.

"Because you are too weak."

With a big laugh, she was lifted up.

When Yinhe grabs the opponent's body parts, he can launch the fighting technique of carrying the heavyweight monster on his shoulders or lifting it over his head, and then throwing it heavily to the ground-Galaxy Super Throwing.

There are a variety of throwing techniques such as lifting throw, first throw, back throw, and bat throw, as well as swing throw, which lifts the enemy into the air and rotates violently, and then throws it violently.

"Poor weak poor poor poor poor poor weak poor weak poor weak poor weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak poor weak weak!!!"

The figure flew away, and Yinhe gently tapped the corner of his eyebrows with his index finger, which also attracted everyone's attention.

"Rebellious ministers and thieves only know these small tricks that can't be put on the table, so come on, I will let the world see who is the real master of the empire."

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Chapter 15

Discovery is a nightmare

Emperor has no secrets.

There is an official in the imperial capital, as a confidant of the minister, he likes to open the belly of a pregnant woman very much, and then dig out the baby inside for fun.

There is also an official in the imperial capital who likes to eat fried human flesh.

Minister Ornest framed Zhongliang, then played with the wives and children of several loyal ministers wantonly, finally pulled off his clothes, hung them outside for people to admire, and finally died in the sun.

All the bloody tragedies were undisguised, and the murderer dared to walk on the street blatantly. The people in the imperial capital knew about it, but...he dared not speak out.

But nothing is achieved overnight, where there is an effect, there must be a cause.

Human beings are social animals. In a group, any outrageous behavior will cause them to become outliers among the crowd. When they were not enlightened in history, they were named demons and heretics.

However, when the people who do all this are the dominant people in society, the situation is different.

You can’t talk nonsense about evil heretics. If you say it, you will be targeted by evil heretics. The retreat of the bottom line will not make the oppressors have the slightest idea of ​​whether I should restrain myself, but will only continue to become more and more oppressive.

So, fell into an extreme.

When someone at the top level challenges the "convention" and is not punished, the effect brought by the good will be terrible.

The indifference of those people in the imperial capital who dare not speak out, taking it for granted and even following their power are the merits of all evil, and the world is very sick.

The imperial capital has been completely decayed... In the imperial capital, beasts cannibalize people everywhere.

On such an unremarkable day, a piece of news spread in the imperial capital, it was so vivid, it told something that everyone knew, the emperor in the deep palace, the puppet controlled by the ministers, was a fake .

Absolutely.

The real emperor was imprisoned by that traitor, guarded by his own son, and exiled to the end of the world. What, you don't know where the end of the world is?

Look up, look at the sky, keep looking until you can no longer see the farther place, that is the end of the world.

But the emperor did not give in. After going through 81, [-], [-] ordeals, he successfully activated the secret treasure bestowed on the royal family by the first emperor, and made a comeback.

"What nonsense!"

Retorting furiously, the minister blew his beard and stared.

"Minister, why do my people believe these things? Could it be that I treat them badly?" In a rather unscrupulous palace, there was a little devil sitting above him, with a very puzzled tone.

"No, Your Majesty, it's not your fault. It's those ignorant people who can't tell the difference between black and white, and even speak for the rebels. All such ignorant people should be killed!"

Under Bude's watchful eyes, the minister's tone became ferocious, becoming more and more passionate, and the topic changed:

"Only in this way can the empire survive!...General, what do you think?"

I see with my eyes.

Bude looked at the little emperor, and said calmly: "The minister will not participate in political affairs, and everything will be decided by His Majesty."

Minister Ornest still refused to let him go: "Oh, Your Excellency the General, I heard that the traitor is in your mansion, I wonder if he can..."

"Minister!" Bud glared at Ornest and interrupted him, "I am the commander of the imperial guards, anyone who wants to harm the emperor, I will kill him with my fists! "

"Hey, is that right? That's really... great." The minister also stared wide-eyed, confronting Bude with a brutal aura that didn't give him the slightest bit of face.

Anyway, this stubborn old man is stinky and tough whether he gives face or not!

"Humph!"

The quarrel between the two made the courtiers who didn't have much sense of existence dare not show their anger. In the purge of Ornest's elimination of dissidents, only General Bude, who never took the initiative to intervene, would protect those loyal ministers who were persecuted , it can be said that although it is as immovable as a mountain, it is also divided into courts.

At this moment, many people looked at each other,

This is going to change.

.......

Tian Yinhe didn't bother to care about the change. He was browsing some materials that were difficult for the outside world to see in the study of Budd's house.

The news needs to be fermented, and the city can be full of wind and rain. Apart from the old campaign that he added money to let the little ghosts in the slums sing nursery rhymes, there are also the guys in the imperial capital who have really been suffering from the ministers for a long time.

The latter predominates.

Suddenly, such a reckless banner figure who jumped in the face and opposed the minister suddenly appeared, and asked again, okay, this is the little emperor who is the queen of Zhongshan King, don't care if he is true or not, and don't care who the Zhongshan King is, this is Zhongliang!

Just give it a thumbs up, everyone.

The origin of Yinhe's identity is too abrupt, but at this time, it gives people unlimited room for reverie, coupled with market demand... Yinhe has given a framework, everyone is the creator of content, and I am stunned to make the minister normal However, the operation of sending someone to assassinate him became a prelude to his imminent downfall.

In short, the city is full of wind and rain.

Leonai, who broke up, is now very excited to run errands for Yinhe, spreading various rumors in her hometown.

I wanted to laugh at him, but he said it would attract the ministers.

So delicious!

How could a killer refuse such an opportunity.

This is the best chance for an assassination. If it wasn't for the unknown effect and Galaxy's persuasion, Leonai would probably mobilize a night attack.

The night attack is like this, and the undercurrent surging in the imperial capital is also like this. Many people have quietly visited the mansion of General Bude, trying to contact... Don't even think about it, Yinhe is hiding, waiting for the long-awaited call Time to come out.

By the way, collect more data.

"This history is interesting..."

General Bude is a warrior who has served the royal family for generations. In this thousand-year empire, he also has a history of thousands of years.

Because of the existence of dangerous species, it is impossible for soldiers to flee Nanshan. The country's demand for troops has always been high, which has led to a thousand-year empire, a thousand-year-old tycoon, a thousand-year-old family, and a thousand-year noble... The old forces continue to accumulate In terms of strength, only military merit is the channel for the new aristocracy to rise, and politics is always controlled by a few big families, and the grandparents of the ministers are also the ministers of the empire.

Well, that background makes sense.

Galaxy doesn't want to complain.

In short, the upper class of the country takes and consumes a lot of resources for granted, and it takes for granted the self-advantage within the society.The social structure has not changed for thousands of years, except that the army is full of crisis and vitality because of the long-term threat of dangerous species... But of course, the number of rulers keeps increasing, and in the end they are not even allowed to participate in politics.

Because of the particularity of the world, super-individuals with "talents of generals" may appear at any time. The civilians are not hopeless. The people of the empire include the civilians. For more than a year.

Then the circulation of society gradually becomes less dynamic as the density of dangerous species decreases. After all, dangerous species have been systematically and continuously exterminated by humans for more than 1000 years. In a certain period of time, the number of dangerous species is really a straight line Lower, people's lives are healthy, and the only upward channel suddenly appears to be more monks and less food.

This is a benign trend. In the past, the danger of depleting the population has weakened, and the population has increased, further reducing the danger, and the society has been thriving for a while.

The good times don't last long, the old system can't cope with the growing new demand, the population growth rate is too fast, and the consumption of various resources cannot be satisfied by the backward production methods, especially under the practice that most of the resources are taken away by the upper class .

The unrest began.

The population is consumed.

Enter the buffer period.

caught in a loop....

This phenomenon always occurs every once in a while, keeping the population quite good, and the population of the world that has nothing to do with children is still not large for 1000 years.

Yinhe continued to watch with a blank expression, seeing what was going on with this millennium empire, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and complained wildly:

"...Isn't the emperor just a mascot? The formation of the empire is the unified form of 'abolishing feudal vassals and setting up counties' under the threat of his super-dangerous species. Even counties are not set up. Superficial brothers, feudal lords from all over the world are the ones." The local people really matter, listen to what you say if you give face, and don’t care who you are if you don’t give face, unless you have a strong army and a strong force to overwhelm the world... What kind of bloody political system is this!"

That is to say, even if Yinhe really became the emperor... the order cannot be given to the imperial capital, and there is no executor who can carry out the will in the imperial capital, it will only be a group of parasites who use chicken feathers as arrows to scrape a layer of ground.

It's no wonder that the insurgents with poor food in the original book hit the imperial capital so easily.

"Grass, a plant."

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Chapter No.16

one three five tears

"what...."

A soft moan spit out from the mouth of the coolly dressed killer Ping Poong.