I HAVE A CITY IN AN ALTERNATE WORLD

Chapter 4317: The arrival of the witches (1)

Chapter 4317: The arrival of the witches (1)

The moment he entered the door, Tang Zhen felt a wave of energy descend and surround his body.

It was similar to rule power, but there were some differences. This was obviously a special technique of the yuan clan.

Although Tang Zhen was able to sense it, he did not study it in depth. Now was not the appropriate time.

Then, more options appeared. He could choose the sobriety level of the character he was playing and load some special abilities.

It was similar to an external talent, which allowed him to play the game as he pleased.

Of course, these abilities all required money to be purchased. The higher the level of the options, the more so.

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It had to be said that, at least in terms of playing games, the yuan clan was fair and just. They did not give him special privileges.

After all, that would greatly reduce the playability.

However, the high cost was enough to deter many consumers, but the rich abyssal people could choose as they pleased.

In the game world, different rewards would be randomly set up, and many of the prizes were very tempting.

Even the people of the yuan clan would try their best to Rob them as a benefit given by the Lord.

Tang Zhen was penniless and naturally didn’t have the right to choose. He could only turn off all kinds of innate talent cheats.

He couldn’t choose his identity and profession, so he could only randomly draw them. They were basically not very good low-level characters.

Although the game world was free to enter, it was obviously not very friendly to those who visited for free. It was really difficult to move without spending money.

After choosing to be born randomly, the mysterious force descended once again, attempting to block Tang Zhen’s memory before inputting false information.

With this operation, he could perfectly enter the game world and then be transported to the corresponding location.

Tang Zhen was a God. He had a special technique that could shield him from the invasion of this unknown power.

During the process of memory transfer, he could always stay awake and know everything that had happened.

Tang Zhen thought of a possibility as he looked at the rapidly changing scenery and the items that were formed within a short period of time.

The game world was very likely a God’s kingdom, which was why there was a strange power similar to rules that allowed one to arrange one’s identity as one pleased.

Even though this could be done with technology, there must be a loophole.

Due to the existence of dark energy, even if a cultivator were to enter, they would not be able to gain any advantage.

If a God’s kingdom existed, it must be bound to the gods. This meant that there was a God in charge of the operation of the game world at all times.

It was sad to think that a God-level cultivator had been reduced to a tool of entertainment.

Such incidents were not rare within the yuan clan.

For example, processing the head of a God and making it into a special divine brain was one of the despicable operations of the abyss.

It was also popular within the abyss tribe to make all kinds of weapons and equipment using the bodies of gods.

Tang Zhen, who thought of this, could not help but secretly shake his head. He always felt that the arrogant Yuan clan was seeking death.

He could be arrogant for a while, but it was impossible for him to be arrogant forever. Sooner or later, retribution would come.

At that time, everything they had done in the past would be paid back a thousand times over.

In just a few seconds, Tang Zhen had already left the exit and was born in a dilapidated village.

In the deepest part of the sky, the entrance to the outside world was hidden, but the natives of the game world could never see it.

Tang Zhen looked at himself and discovered that he was wearing tattered clothes. His hands and feet were stained with mud.

A strong sour smell was coming from his body, probably because he hadn’t taken a bath for a long time.

A loud noise came from the village entrance as many villagers gathered together.

Their clothes were tattered, and their faces were Haggard. There were men and women, young and old.

The villagers gathered together and cursed loudly. Their dim yellow eyes flashed with cruelty and excitement.

Some people even picked up rocks and dirt, spat on them with stinky saliva, and threw them forward fiercely.

It was a woman who was surrounded. She was tall and slender, had long golden hair, and had a fair and refined face.

Although she was wearing a tattered dress, she didn’t fit in with the other villagers who were dressed the same way. She was like a Golden Lotus that had grown out of the mud and was unstained.

Perhaps it was this temperament and appearance that brought trouble to the woman, causing her to be tied to a big tree, and people kept bringing firewood.

They surrounded the woman, obviously trying to burn her to death.

There were a few men and women standing next to them. They were neatly dressed and kept a distance from the angry villagers to show their different identities.

Occasionally, he would look at the woman with greed, jealousy, and a trace of pity.

Such a beautiful woman was about to be burned to ashes. It was indeed a very wasteful behavior.

There was also a scruffy woman with a mole on her nose who was cursing loudly.

As he cursed, he would grab the cow dung on the ground and throw it at the blonde woman’s face.

“It was this damned witch who killed my husband, my son, and even brought misfortune to the village.

We have to burn this witch to eliminate this disaster, otherwise, bad luck will befall everyone!”

The unkempt woman said loudly with a look of deep hatred, but the people around her kept nodding.

They might not believe this, but they were willing to see the blonde woman burned to death, which would give birth to an unusual joy.

They weren’t the ones who were injured, so they felt inexplicably happy when they saw others suffer.

A man with a long beard, who should be a village chief or a priest, stood out among the curses of the crowd.

He didn’t ask the blonde woman if she had been wronged, but repeated what the unkempt woman had said.

The final verdict was that the blonde woman had been possessed by a demon and had to be burned to death in order to be purified.

The golden-haired woman tied to the tree was covered in filth and feces. She struggled and twisted desperately, as if she had something to say.

However, her small and rosy mouth was wrapped in a rag, so she couldn’t open her mouth to argue.

“Burn her, burn this witch!”

With the village chief’s announcement, the villagers cheered again, looking at the man with the torch in anticipation.

The man revealed a sinister smile. When he looked at the blonde woman, his eyes were full of greed and mockery.

He would destroy a woman he couldn’t get. This was really an exciting thing.

The burning torches fell and were about to set the bundles of branches on fire.

The golden-haired woman’s eyes were filled with tears. She had completely given up.

As the smoke slowly rose and the flames were about to erupt, a gunshot was suddenly heard.

The brawny man with the torch had half of his face smashed into pieces and was lying limply on the ground.

His body kept twitching, and blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

The cruel and excited villagers were so scared that they didn’t know what to do. They looked around in horror.

The brawny man who had his head blown up scared them out of their wits.

They were a group of despicable and cruel lowlifes who only knew how to punch the weaker ones. When they faced the stronger ones, they would be extremely humble and weak.

Before they could figure out the situation, a few more gunshots were heard, and several of the villagers who were the loudest were also knocked down, blood gushing out of their bodies.

“Hurry up and run!”

The villagers screamed and fled in all directions in fear, trying to avoid the bullets.

However, they soon discovered that the village had been surrounded by people. There were figures holding flintlocks everywhere.

These people had cold expressions as they raised their weapons, and their muzzles kept spewing out thick smoke.

Bullets made of lead flew out of the smooth barrel, and after sliding at supersonic speed, they tore through the rags and shot into the body.

The frightened villagers widened their eyes and kept wailing and begging for mercy, not understanding why they were being slaughtered.

At the same time, a strong man walked out from the house next to Tang Zhen.

He waved his long saber and chopped off the head of a villager. Then, he looked at Tang Zhen who was standing in the middle of the road.

A cruel smile appeared on his cold and numb face as he took out a flintlock from his waist.

The thick horn-shaped muzzle aimed at Tang Zhen in front of him and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

“Bang!”

As the smoke from the musket rose, the brawny man’s expression changed from cruelty to horror.

He clearly saw the young villager reach out and grab the bullet that was aimed at his heart.

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