Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

"What's your daughter's name?" Amber's eyes sharpened, like a cold blade, pressing against Kusela's neck.

As long as he dares to lie, the sharp blade will pierce him.

“…” Kusela doubted for a moment whether he should not have come here. According to his original plan… at the very least, his brothers would be able to gain true freedom.

But if he died here today, it would be a waste of time.

"...Her name is Dishia, Lord God's Messenger."

"Oh?" Amber's eyes became even colder. Doesn't the person in front of her know the relationship between the Chi Nian Clan and the Blazing Hunter Beast?

"...Yes, that's Dishia from the Blazing Hunter."

"You know the relationship between the Chi Nian clan and the Blazing Hunter Beast, right?" Amber stared at Kusela. Her expression was calm, but her eyes were inexplicably oppressive.

"I know." Kusela took a deep breath and responded firmly. He looked at Amber with determination in his eyes. "I beg you to forgive me even if you don't believe me. I will prove my words with my actions."

The second captain's eyes were cold. He could grab the dagger hidden in his arm armor at any time, waiting for Amber's order.

Amber and Kucera looked at each other, and there was determination in Kucera's eyes. This state continued for a long time before Amber spoke again.

"Tariq, the task of destroying this 'list' is now yours."

"Yes, Lord God's Messenger." Tariq nodded in acceptance. He did not ask Amber why she gave such an order. Amber was very particular when choosing the members of the two teams. The captain of the second team was someone who absolutely believed in Amber's decision.

"...Thank you for your trust, Lord God's Messenger." Kusela immediately understood what the person in front of him meant and bowed solemnly, which was already a great courtesy.

Amber just waved her hand and told Tariq not to leave any evidence behind. Tariq gladly accepted the order and walked out of the house with Kusela.

It only took him a moment to put on that disguise again, greeting everyone he passed by with a warm smile.

……

"What's wrong, Dishia?" Wadiye led the caravan strolling in the date palm grove, enjoying the scent of grass and trees that was completely different from anywhere else, but suddenly found that Dishia had stopped.

Dishia looked at the backs of the two people wearing ordinary Sand People costumes who passed by her, her eyes flickering.

"...Nothing." Dixia turned around and quickly caught up with the caravan. She had only felt that she seemed to have seen a very familiar person, but how did that person come here?

I guess it's just an illusion.

"Now we've arrived at the territory of the Chi Nian clan. Ha... no matter how many times I come here, I always feel that this place is amazing." Wadiye sighed, his words expressing genuine relaxation.

"A few years ago, I had planned to find a place in the forest to hide my identity and spend my retirement, but now I have changed my mind."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Dixia became interested after hearing this and put aside the sense of familiarity she had just felt.

"Isn't Amber building a commercial district? Let's build a 'market' that truly belongs to the desert. Then, I'll move in here, open a grocery store, and get a cat. It would be great to play with the cat and children when I have nothing to do." Wadiye couldn't stop laughing as he spoke.

This joy infected Dixia and the caravan entourage. They smiled at each other and expressed their understanding.

In just one year, the place has become like this. This scene of truly "getting on the right track" is something none of them had dared to imagine before.

No matter how good the forest is, it is not their home. After all, they are the people of sand, and the desert is their home.

The scene of their hometown getting better and better and prospering is something that everyone of them likes to see.

"Ha, what you said makes me a little yearning." Dixia wanted to joke and deliberately imitated an old voice: "Otherwise... I will also come here when the time comes. It would not be bad to be the director of an orphanage~"

"Come on, you—" Wadiye was amused by Dixia, "How old are you? Young people still need to run around more, but the welfare home..."

Wadiye stroked his beard and looked into the distance.

"Indeed, it's a good goal."

Wadiye approved of Dishia's idea. He traveled around all year round and was very familiar with these situations.

It is not uncommon for babies to be abandoned or for accidents to leave only children. Dixia's idea gave him a new path.

"What? Do you want to be the dean? Didn't your guy give you enough worries?" Dixia and Wadiye joked. The sight of them, one big and one small, old and young, was quite rare, but they were inexplicably harmonious.

"Yeah, a little bit." Wadiye nodded. "I've been toiling away all my life, and I can't rest for a moment. Come to think of it, being the 'Grandpa Dean,' as the kids call him, wouldn't be bad."

"The world has changed. Even the once high-spirited leader Wadiye wants to step back one day." An old follower in the caravan joked, causing a burst of laughter.

The laughter of Wadiye and Dishiya also mixed in. They laughed happily. They didn't have to worry about the wind and sand entering like in other places, so they seemed very lively.

Although everyone was laughing, they were still optimistic about Wadiye and Dishiya's ideas. Many of them had difficult childhoods, so when this topic was brought up, they naturally thought of their childhood.

"Don't forget me then, I'll go over and help you!"

For a while, such words were heard one after another, and the caravan slowly entered the Chi Nian clan while chatting.

Chapter 56: Bloodless Battle

"Just the two of us...?" Kusela looked back at Tariq who was following behind him, with some worry in his voice.

"That's enough." Tariq's words were full of confidence. He had changed into the uniform of the Gilded Brigade, wearing a beard and wig for camouflage. Coupled with his amazing camouflage skills, he was now completely different from before.

"...Okay." Kusela nodded after hearing this. He had not seen the other party's methods, so it was not appropriate to speak ill of them in advance.

The two fell into silence, and no one spoke again, and they rushed towards the hiding place of the relics of the God King.

The hiding place of the God-King's relics is located in a ruin, not too far from the wind erosion area. It is very hidden and requires inspection to enter, but this does not pose a problem for Tariq.

As the night deepened, Kusela and Tariq, who had been carefully controlling their speed, finally arrived here. By this time, Tariq had already activated the invisible device. In order to avoid being discovered, he had activated it from a long distance away from here. As he had expected, he had discovered no less than seven or eight secret sentries in just a few hundred meters.

Thanks to Amber's subsequent research, there is almost no "fluctuation" when moving invisible, and the duration has also been extended to a certain extent. Although the sound is inevitable, Tariq is well versed in the art of infiltration, so this is not a problem for him at all.

Kusela walked straight to the hiding place of the relics of the God-King - it was a very dilapidated relic at first glance, which had collapsed beyond recognition and was of no value at all.

He did not look back, nor did he do anything that might expose himself. He felt at ease at the moment. After seeing Tariq's "methods", he completely understood why those groups in the wind erosion area disappeared so quickly.

Kusela walked towards the ruins, made a gesture to observe whether there were any outsiders around, and then pulled the mechanism.

As the camouflaged stone door was opened, a passage leading to a huge rock wall appeared before their eyes. Kusela walked up slowly, followed closely by Tariq who was invisible.

About ten meters away, a gate with two guards appeared in front of Tariq. The guards felt relieved after confirming that it was Kusela who came, but they still searched Kusela's personal belongings rigorously.

"Okay, you can go through." After confirming that there was nothing unusual, they opened the heavy stone door, and the scene inside was presented to Tariq.

Kusela walked in slowly, and Tariq did not delay. The frequency of his steps overlapped with Kusela's, and the almost non-existent sound was even more difficult to detect. The two guards did not realize that a disaster was about to happen.

Kusela's pace was not fast, deliberately giving Tariq the opportunity to observe the surrounding situation. The interior space of the ruins where the God-King's Legacy was located was very large. After passing through this not-so-long corridor, they came to the hall on the ground floor, where many members of the God-King's Legacy were stationed. Their daily necessities and many wooden stakes for training were placed in the huge hall. These people were either training or playing games to kill time, and more of them had already lay down to rest.

Kusela did not linger on chatting with them, and only nodded when he met someone familiar. The two of them walked straight through the hall from the side and came to the elevator leading to the higher level.

Kusela showed the token at his waist, and the person in charge of the elevator on the second floor opened the elevator, and the two of them successfully reached the second floor.

Tariq secretly marveled at the strict security. He had seen many patrolmen along the way, and the elevator leading to the second floor was managed by a dedicated person. Coupled with the secrecy of this place itself, it was no wonder that the relics of the God-King were not afraid of the search by the disciplinary officers.

Ruins like this usually also have a remote control device, which means that if an unexpected situation occurs, they can choose to shut down urgently, which is extremely disadvantageous for attackers.

"Are you back?" The member of the team who managed the elevator tried to say hello to Kusek, but Kusek just nodded.

"Okay." Seeing that Kucera had no intention of exchanging pleasantries, he didn't try again. "The leader is waiting for your news. You can go directly."

After Kusela learned the direction, he walked silently towards the leader's location. His cane pointed in a direction subtly, and Tariq understood.

Tarak walked almost silently towards the fork in the road pointed out by Kusela. He observed the surrounding layout and spent some time to find the extremely hidden "door".

This door is more like a wall than a door. It is so hidden that it is no wonder that it was chosen as the place to put the "list". Tariq groped around, looking for the mechanism.

There were very few people on the second floor, and it was even more hidden. Tariq was invisible, so he could do whatever he wanted. He was alert to any movement in the direction of this place while conducting a quick search.

He tried to turn a few torches nearby, and finally, as he expected, one of them could be turned.

"..." Tariq was silent. He thought that when such a wall was opened by the mechanism, it would definitely make a loud noise, which would inevitably alarm the guard who managed the elevator.

After a moment, Tariq made up his mind and took out a small bottle from his pocket. After making sure that he was wearing an air filtering mask, he walked to the guard and opened the bottle. The liquid in the bottle evaporated quickly, and an almost odorless gas filled the space.

The guard sitting on the chair was completely unaware of this. For a moment, he only felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he yawned several times in succession.

His shift would end in an hour, and he subconsciously wanted to hold on a little longer, but he gradually lost his judgment and fell asleep on the chair unknowingly.

This took Tariq nearly ten minutes, and after confirming that the guard was asleep, he put away the bottle and did not delay any further.

This gas will dissipate soon after it travels far, greatly reducing its effectiveness, and there is no need to worry about causing unnecessary trouble.

As the torch was turned, a sound was heard. Tariq held the elemental bomb tightly in his hand, and after confirming that there was no one around, he hurriedly walked closer.

It was a not-too-big space filled with many papers and items. Most of them were paper records and physical evidence of the so-called "letters of surrender", as well as confessions from the parties involved. It could be said that everything was available. It was precisely because there were so many such things that the God-King's Legacy had to find a special place to store them instead of carrying them directly on its body.

Tariq didn't know how Kusela knew the location of such an important place, and he had no intention of finding out. Time did not allow him to delay, so he quickly set up several elemental bombs to ensure that the "records" here would be completely destroyed.

After that, he closed the door without leaving any trace. The whole process only lasted a minute or two.

Tariq can be sure that after tonight, the relics of the God-King will no longer exist. Perhaps it will still retain a part of its main body, but without the constraints of the so-called "records", their structure will inevitably collapse.

"Sure enough... the Lord God's Messenger has once again made the right decision." Tariq couldn't help but admire him. Any ordinary Sand People would have thought Kusela's previous remarks were ridiculous. Tariq didn't know why Amber chose to believe them, but the facts proved that they were correct.

Tariq calculated the time silently in his mind. The bomb he buried was just a simple trigger device. As long as the candle burned to a certain degree, the string tied to it and the bomb connected to the other end would fall. The elemental bomb that fell to the ground would be triggered, thereby triggering a chain reaction of elemental bombs around it.

Tariq only had more than ten minutes to spare. He prayed in his heart that Kusela could win the battle quickly, otherwise the other party would probably become suspicious. Then he would have no choice but to give up on the other party, and Kusela would not be able to escape death.

Tariq has an elemental bomb with a delayed explosion, but the so-called delay will not last long. As for the so-called "time element bomb"... it does not exist yet.

Fortunately, Kusela's report did not last too long. A few minutes later, he walked out from the corner of the corridor with another bruise on his face, but he didn't care.

The negotiations failed to produce a good result, so the chief naturally turned to the monthly required morra offering. Ahmar's beard was now restrained by him and he no longer engaged in those dirty deeds, so he naturally did not have enough morra to hand over.

In this case, it is inevitable to suffer some physical pain, but this is most likely the last time.

Kusela discovered the guard still sleeping in the chair, and heard the sound of knocking on the wall not far away. He knew that the plan had succeeded.

As the switch controlling the elevator was turned on, he and Tariq, whose figure was still invisible, walked up and slowly headed towards the exit.

"Boom!" As the two men walked to the exit and the two guards had just completed the body search and let them go, an explosion was heard from the depths, followed by several more explosions.

The guards immediately looked into the depths nervously, and the moment they turned around, the dagger slashed across their necks.

This place will definitely be on alert in a while, so they have to evacuate quickly. Kusela's legs and feet are a little inconvenient due to injuries, so Tariq immediately chose to carry Kusela and evacuate quickly.

The people behind them in the hall were obviously in chaos, but it had nothing to do with them. Taking advantage of the night, Tariq ran. The invisible device could not work on two people at the same time, and their figures were exposed to the air.

"We will be discovered by the secret sentry!" Kusela said in a serious tone. Their hurried and suspicious appearance would definitely be stopped by the secret sentry, but if they were not in a hurry, they would definitely be caught up by the pursuers.

The leader of the God-King's Legacy is not stupid. He is the only one here tonight, so he will naturally be suspected. It is inevitable that he will be taken back for interrogation, and there is a high probability that problems will arise at that time.

"It's okay." Tariq was extremely calm. He only cared about the road under his feet and evacuated quickly. Kusela was shocked when he saw that Tariq did not respond at all.

"Just leave me behind. My goal has been accomplished, and your chances of escaping on your own are higher."

"I said: It's okay." Tariq emphasized again. Kusela used his excellent eyesight to immediately spot the sentry on the rock wall in front of him. He obviously noticed the abnormal state of the two people and raised his crossbow to shoot.

Kusela was about to warn him, but the development of the matter was beyond his expectations.

The other crossbow arrow was faster than the sentry. Carrying a huge wind pressure, it penetrated the sentry's chest armor and chest. Before the huge impact force completely dissipated, it nailed the sentry's body to the ground.

The huge impact force in an instant almost tore the sentry's body apart. Kusela was shocked when he saw this, but Tariq was still concentrating on evacuating.

The woman lying on the rock wall at a distance from the two of them replaced the crossbow arrows without saying a word. The crossbow in her hand, which had maximized its performance under the premise of "single-person operation", was very huge, and there were several sets of replacement parts of different specifications in the box next to her, which were used to replace different parts according to different situations to meet different needs.

"Huh..." The woman took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with dazzling light, like an eagle locking onto its prey.

Invisibility makes her body transparent, and the "invisible hunter" is always ready to pull the trigger.

Chapter 57: Winning over the people

"Lord God's Messenger, the mission has been accomplished." Tariq bowed and reported. The woman who had provided support from a distance and Kusela were standing beside him.

"Yeah." Amber nodded after hearing that. She looked out the window. It was already late at night, and apart from the regular patrol personnel, there were no other tribesmen walking around outside.

Wadiye's team and Dishiya have already settled down in the clan and will continue their journey tomorrow. Dishiya had played with little Jade for a long time before. I really don't know when they became such good friends.

"The God King's legacy will inevitably split apart after such turmoil, but the chaos will only intensify in the short term. I want both of your teams to be on high alert during this period."

Tariq responded solemnly, and the woman next to him nodded formally.

"Also, Ashanti, how does the new weapon feel to use?" Amber looked at the woman, her eyes focused on the box she was carrying.

This box was used to hold Ashanti's previous heavy crossbow. It contained at least three sets of parts of different specifications, which could be assembled on site as needed. It also used the technology of the sight from Fontaine, which complemented Ashanti's extraordinary eyesight and beast-like intuition.

"It's very convenient, Lord God's Messenger." Ashanti is a woman who seems to be consistent in her inner and outer feelings. Her words are as cold as her appearance.

"Then remember to take good care of your weapons. You two can step back." Amber waved her hand, and Tariq and Ashanti quickly left the room. They were so fast and their footsteps were so light that no one noticed them.

"...Lord God's Messenger, that Ashanti from before, is that your 'Falcon'?" Kusela looked at the direction the two people left. The biggest stone in his heart had now disappeared, and he felt a lot more relaxed than before.

"Ashanti used to be a falcon, but she is not my falcon." Amber looked at the night outside the window and answered slowly.