MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 135 that has nothing to do with us

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  Chapter 135 That has nothing to do with us

   "Please kill me?"

  Enoch laughed dumbfounded, as if he had heard a particularly funny joke.

   "Then I have to take a good look at how you should invite me."

  "Although the sun will not stop rising and setting because of the death of any human being, this country cannot do without me."

  “.”

  Lin En narrowed his eyes slightly.

   Enoch said this with confidence and confidence.

   Because it is.

Hundreds of years of business operation have made the alliance formed by the Enoch family and his friends really have a lot of influence in the area of ​​Catalina, and as the economic and political center of the Rhine Kingdom, he can completely With this, the tentacles will be extended to all parts of the country.

  If Enoch is really dead, it may be exaggerated to directly cause the Rhine Kingdom to collapse, but it is definitely not a small blow.

  For the Kingdom, Enoch cannot die, at least not now.

At least

   "What impact will this country have without you, and what does it have to do with us?" Lynn tilted his head, "Do we still need to think about how to manage a kingdom?"

   "From the beginning to the end, our family doesn't seem to have participated in the relevant matters."

"It has nothing to do with your family, but it has something to do with the people behind you." Enoch smiled softly, "In fact, I have always admired your courage, Blazer, but unfortunately, the person whose fate is not in his own hands is No right to change the 'final result'."

   "Perhaps you can influence the course of the incident a little because of your own ideas, but how you want to cut things depends on the skill of the person holding the knife."

  He shrugged: "I don't think that guy has any extraordinary 'techniques'. Ah, it's almost time."

  Enoch glanced at his watch: "Sorry, little guy, my time is very precious, I don't have time to chat with you here."

"Snapped-."

  He snapped his fingers lightly, retracting the wave spreading from everyone.

   "Everyone here is of great value to me. Although the loss is not unbearable, but if there are too many, it will be more or less distressed. But it's okay."

   "Although the loss of three people exceeded my expectations, overall, I succeeded."

  He smiled lightly: "He already knows my existence and feels my piety. I believe that in a short time, He will come again—of course, by our side."

   "At that time, if you still want to pay homage to the great Lord, please remember to kneel in front of the Enoch Manor and pray for seven days and seven nights first."

  Suddenly, Enoch slapped his head, pretending to be surprised.

   "Oh, I still need your help later, so it's not good to say that."

  Lin En sighed slightly: "Sir, your self-directed and self-acted is very ugly. If you put it on the stage, you will definitely be booed by people throwing eggs."

   "Also." He glanced at Enoch, who looked like a fanatic, with a slight mockery in his eyes under the mask.

   "It's pathetic." He said softly, without any pity.

   "Poor?" Enoch laughed mockingly again.

  Ordinary people don't understand the greatness of gods, but come to satirize the devout beliefs of believers.

   "Ignorance is the most pitiful thing before you realize your own ignorance."

"hehe."

   Lynn smiled, but did not speak.

  Although he has never seen the greatness of the gods, he has seen the gods.

   Not only have I seen it, but I can also talk about it directly to the soul.

   Just now, Yvette quietly sent him a piece of information.

"It is not me that he is looking up to. His beliefs are full of all kinds of impurities, and it is far less pleasant than those people when he first met you. Perhaps it is because after we fell asleep for a while, time did not Leaving about the reasons why our records led to his wrong beliefs, in short, he is not completely my believer. And I don't need such a smelly offering!"

  According to what Yvette said, although there is a part about Slaanesh in what Enoch believes in, it is not the real Slaanesh.

   Faith is not absolute, it means absolutely not believing.

  Because of her cognition error, Yvette didn't recognize this belief at all, so what Enoch looked up to was only the gods he imagined based on some fragments of information.

  What he believes in is something that does not exist.

   "Ignorance is the most pitiful if you don't realize your own ignorance." Lynn repeated Enoch's words.

  “.”

  Maybe because he thought that the other party's vision was not on the same level as his own, and Enoch also lost the desire to continue communicating with him.

  He slowly stood up and adjusted his clothes.

   "Before I tell you, I feel that I have to make up for a little omission."

   "Just now you said that I don't have enough 'offerings'. I think you are right."

   He clapped his hands.

  The next moment, among the people present, several figures suddenly erupted with a strange fluctuation.

   "Next, they will go to a certain place on Seventeenth Street." Enoch said softly, "The place with the most people."

   "There, he will bring his desire to every person he comes into contact with who is not of the same faith, and that person will continue to pass it on."

   "In this way, do you think the tribute will not be enough?"

   "Of course, you can also kill them all to solve the problem—if you don't do this, just imprison them, they will still come out and act according to this purpose."

   "Unless, you can imprison them forever."

   After the words fell, Enoch bowed slightly, with a bright smile, and left the banquet hall through the security door in the corner.

   Lynn didn't stop him, but waved his hand.

  The ceiling above the head suddenly lit up, and the magic circle with a violent aura surged with the brilliance and gradually took shape.

  The next moment, except for Lynn and the hunters, the rest of the people, including Alisa, all lost their consciousness for a moment.

  Lin En slowly got up and walked forward from the back row.

  He stopped beside number six, squatted down, and lifted the mask of the dead person beside her behind him.

   "Your judgment is not wrong." Number Six bowed slightly, "These people are indeed not in our information database, and judging from their appearance, they do look like people from Landi."

  Lyn nodded, walked slowly to the person Enoch had chosen, and lifted his mask.

"Marquis Brownie Cotter, thirty-six years old, non-threatening in strength, likes to drink, has an unusual enthusiasm for alcoholic products, is addicted to gambling, but not good at technology, often loses completely, and will never drink wine class as a bargaining chip.”

  No. 6 roughly read out the identity information about this person.

   Lynn walked to another one.

   "Daina Josie, Sir Josie's fourth wife, twenty-one years old."

"what about this?"

  “.”

  After asking all the people with fluctuations, Lynn clapped his hands and stood up.

   "Which of these people can die and which ones can't?"

  “.”

  Number Six scratched his head and turned to look to the other side.

  The next second, a voice came from the shadows.

   "Marquis Kurt can't, everything else is fine."

   Lynn asked again: "What if he must die?"

"He must not die." The voice in the shadow said, "The Marquis of Kurt has a rich family business and has a certain influence in the city. In addition, his wife is also the daughter of a Marquis. The Marquis of Kurt's gambling addiction has affected, but it has not reached the level of breaking up, and there is no lack of attention to each other."

   "Once the other party dies, the other party will definitely do everything possible to investigate the truth. In this way, it will definitely affect us."

  “.”

   Lynn narrowed his eyes.

   If you can’t die, then the short-term imprisonment is definitely useless.

  Enoch was lucky. In the case of opening the blind box, he still drew such a good card—maybe it can't be said to be good.

   After all, there are so many good cards here, but he only drew one.

   But even if there is only one, it is troublesome enough.

   "Sir, I don't recommend you to do something extravagant." A voice came from the shadows again, "This time, our purpose has been accomplished, and adding more deaths will only bring about greater accidents."

  Lyn stood up, patted his clothes: "Why do you think I'm doing something irrelevant?"

   "Is it because I am afraid that as a newcomer, I have just grasped the power of life and death of others, so I can't wait to start using this power wantonly?"

  Shadow fell silent.

   Lynn guessed right, he was indeed worried about this.

  Earl Blazer actually gave him two tasks.

  One is to protect him, the other is to observe him.

   Protection Needless to say, observing him is to see if Lynn has the ability to be recognized by them.

   During this period of observation, Lynn's decisiveness when facing Enoch just now really surprised them.

  He is indeed capable and courageous.

  However, what Lynn did next made him a little confused.

  Although he also felt something strange about those people, he didn't know why.

   After careful inspection, nothing strange was found.

  So, he subconsciously thought that Lynn wanted to solve these problems in the fastest and most convenient way.

   But in fact, this is not a good solution.

  Violence is the most direct way to solve the problem, but it will never be the optimal solution.

  As for what Lynn said, he was actually a little bit worried.

  Power is one of the things that make people sink the most.

  The ability to make life wither by raising a hand can definitely change a person's original heart.

   You may not be able to see it once or twice, but over time, the more you accumulate, the changes will become more and more obvious.

   This is a bad thing, so it must not fully appear, not even a sign of it.

   But what he didn't expect was that Lynn pointed it out by himself.

   "I don't think so."

  Lin En said a little, and then pointed to the comatose Mr. Marquis on the ground.

   "He's going to cause us trouble when he's dead, but if he's alive, it could be devastating to a large segment of the population."

  He didn't look up, but asked softly: "What do you think we should do?"

  Shadow's reply was simple and easy to understand, yet extremely indifferent.

   "That's none of our business."

  (end of this chapter)