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Chapter 107 Taming a Great Demon King (2)
This is an age of contradictions between light and dark, prosperity and decline, peace and riot.
In this continent ruled by Louis XVI, classes are distinct and rigid.
Aristocrats inherit their titles and enjoy peace forever, while poor people worry about their next meal every day.
They even often fight over the bread thrown by the nobles in the stinky ditch.
The corrupt luxury of the nobility is the root cause of the riots of the poor.
Under the joint suppression of the royal family and the nobility, the riots subsided, and ghettos were demarcated in the most barren places.
The riots and killings in that place never stop, and the fighting never stops.
Every poor man is struggling to see the sun of tomorrow.
And the nobles still live a life of intoxication.
It's just that no one knows that in the future, in the slums, there will be a great devil who is enough to overturn this decadent dynasty.
Si Tu looked at the statue of the God of Light in the center of the square, which was swaying in the wind and rain, and sighed one hundred and eighth today.
People were beating it frantically and spitting at it.
Totally disgusted!
How much they believed in it at first, how much they want to destroy it now, and even want to stomp it on the soles of their feet.
The transparent body passed through the streets, and Si Tu saw many familiar faces.
Those nobles who used to be high above, huddled in the corner with mice.
Even the crumbs left by the poor are enough to make them grateful.
Living is far more painful than dying.
Perhaps, this is the reason why Sasm didn't kill them all.
The rotten palace is full of corpses, and the head of Louis XVI hangs on the gallows.
Sasm kicked away the corpses of the royal family at will, and sat directly on the throne filled with hundreds of swords.
The gates of the palace were wide open, and the royal city was reduced to purgatory, but it was his most satisfying masterpiece.
The flirtatious eyes glanced at the person who came, and that was his most powerful subordinate——Fel.
"Wang, do you want to get rid of those chops?"
Si Tu floated in the air, quietly watching them discuss how to deal with those so-called nobles.
But seeing Sasm again, the coolness around Si Tu's neck was even worse.
Oh, she doesn't seem to have a body now.
Sasm ignored the most loyal believer in front of him, and his black eyes looked straight in the direction of Si Tu.
There seems to be someone there.
He shouldn't see me
But Situ's words were completely useless.
A blade of light slashed over quickly, and Situ was unavoidable, watching helplessly as the blade cut through his body.
The next second, her transparent body gradually disappeared.
Damn, she was actually killed by this dog man again!
The light blade hit the smooth stone pillar, leaving a deep mark.
"king?"
Phil raised his head in confusion, was there someone here just now?
"It's okay, continue."
But just at the moment he made his move, his heart seemed to be pinched hard and a piece was cut out abruptly.
He seems to have lost a very precious thing.
Drop, the world resets, please prepare the host
The scene in front of him quickly regressed, and after several seconds, Situ opened his eyes again, already back to half a year ago.
The veil danced around, blocking the dazzling sunlight.
A pair of plain hands held the gauze curtain, gradually revealing a peerless face.
She is back.
what's the situation?
Even if the mission fails, does she have to experience the fate of being strangled again?
There is a bug in the headquarters, the mission remains unchanged, and it is still to prevent the collapse of the plane world
So I want to kill the villain too?
Choking people's necks is not a good habit, and there is always a price to be paid.
In theory it is possible
But the actual system can not be guaranteed.
Stepping on the expensive Persian fleece blanket, Situ pushed the window open and breathed in the fresh air.
It feels so good to be alive.
But the top priority is to find the dog man first.
The sun shines through her fingers and shines on her delicate cheeks. The long-lost sunshine is very comfortable.
Unfortunately, it was disturbed.
dong dong dong-
The door was knocked, and the maid stood respectfully outside the door,
"Miss Situ, Miss Agatha Beta is visiting."
"Understood, I'll go down to meet guests right away."
Putting on a gorgeous dress, Si Tu added a delicate makeup and slowly walked down the spiral staircase with a feather fan.
"Oh, dear Situ, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your skin is even more radiant."
Agatha took her arm in an intimate gesture.
The two just met at a dinner party, but Si Tu values the power of the family behind her.
The Beta family is good at doing business, playing between the royal family and the nobility, and is rich enough to rival the country.
"Thank you for the blessing of the God of Light, which makes Agatha's mouth a lot smarter."
Playing with the white feathers on the feather fan, Si Tu greeted him.
"Oh, beautiful Situ, you used to make fun of me."
Si Tu covered his face and chuckled, maintaining the elegance of a nobleman, and said with a straight face,
"You came to my manor specially, not to greet each other."
bother you for something.
She didn't believe that Agatha would be so boring, and ran from the east to the west of the royal city just to greet her.
Quietly glanced around, the maids were busy with their own affairs.
Agatha mysteriously approached Si Tu and whispered,
"Tomorrow is the day the arena enters the finals."
She didn't even make it to the preliminary round, but she had to watch everything she said in the final round!
"Oh, my god of light, is this where you, a lady, should go?"
Situ suddenly exclaimed, and even the feather fan in his hand trembled.
That place is a place for the royal family and nobles to have fun.
But it is also a purgatory for slaves.
The preliminary round was better, at least the objects of the fight were all humans.
But the battlefield in the finals was not so peaceful.
A wild beast in the dark forest, a frequent visitor to the arena.
Every roar is a tribute to the mourning souls of those slaves who were torn apart alive by it.
The picture was too bloody, and Si Tu almost instantly thought of the royal city six months later.
The dead were all over the place, and the sky rained blood for two days.
But still can't wash away those evil and heavy sins.
"Lady?"
Agatha's tone suddenly rose several degrees.
"I can't imitate your style, but you should just accompany me, this poor little one."
Holding her cool palm, Agatha blinked her smart eyes, and her tone softened again.
The host promised her that the villain was in the arena
"Okay, but I think I need a white gauze hat."
She didn't want to be splattered all over her face with blood again.
"Oh, that's great, dear Situ, God of Light will definitely satisfy your little need."
Not long after Agatha left, Situ received ten top hats of various colors.
Each one is worth a fortune.
Geez, the life of the nobles is really extravagant.
What is the host going to do?
Looking at Si Tu, who was covering half of his face with a big hat, the system was inexplicably panicked.
save him, kill him
Give him a ray of sunshine and push him into the boundless abyss.
Wouldn't it be more interesting that way?