Chapter 87 Unexpected Harvest
The battle is over.
Two high knights who were lucky enough not to die in the hands of gladiators or Qin Xia were discovered, and three other high knights surrendered in front of the gladiators who had just knelt down to fight with them.
The gladiators took control of the five tall knights.
Angron sensed all the corpses at the scene unnecessarily, and after confirming that there were no living enemies anymore, he walked towards Qin Xia: "What is that?"
After hearing the original question about the creation in his hand, Qin Xia put the cube into his bag and replied casually: "Portable Sister of Silence."
"Sister?" Angron was stunned for a moment: "She... What is her function? "
"A portable anti-psychic creature," Qin Xia thought, "it must be of great use to me."
Angron didn't know why. , but after all, he grew up in Nuceria, a land of outstanding people. After seeing many weird toys, he learned not to delve too hard into the functions of some high-level knight equipment, so he did not get entangled in the name of the knight. The creation of the "Portable Sister of Silence".
The gladiators left fatal puncture wounds on the necks of all the corpses. This was not to clean up the feigned death, but a ritual. The Nucerians believed that people with punctured necks died. He will not be reincarnated in the future.
When the gladiators did this, several corpses jumped up directly, knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy. They were not hacked to death by the gladiators, but were held hostage and pinned to the ground.
The gladiators controlling the five surviving high knights stood among the corpses, waiting for Qin Xia and Angron to come.
After arriving in front of the five slave owners, Angron looked down at them coldly.
Qin Xia’s attention was not on the slave owner at all, but on the drone called Maggot Eye.
“Hi.”
A chatty voice came from Maggot Eyes.
“The firewall of this thing is too fragile.”
“The high knights just use this thing as a microphone and camera.”
“Why didn’t this battle happen? Have you seen omnics?”
“Although those omnics came and were defeated by me and then fought for us... But they should not stop using omnics because of the fact that the omnics were controlled by me in the previous battles. ”
"..."
Qin Xia looked into the maggot eyes and said nothing.
This thing that is used as a microphone and camera is still running, completely broadcasting the battle situation on the river side of the Mach area to any place with electronic display equipment.
Qin Xia could already imagine that before Brown took control of the Maggot Eye, the person controlling the Maggot Eye was beating the controller frantically, but could not turn it off no matter what.
“Unexpected harvest.” Qin Xia looked at the others, “Come here.”
……
Mach City.
In the square of Slum No. 3.
It rained heavily.
The slums in this district are the same as the slums in other districts in Mach City. Everyone was picked out door to door by the Guards just now, and then whipped and driven to the square.
Quintus is one of them.
Quintus was not interested at all in the new scars on his body, the things played by the holographic projection in the square, and the sudden heavy rain from the black clouds.
He stood in the square, acting dull to everything around him.
The painful memories of yesterday completely occupied Quintus's brain.
“The rebels have begun to attack the Mach area! The rebels have begun to attack the Mach area!”
After yesterday's hard work, Quintus heard his son running on the street and shouting on his way home.
People reacted negatively and negatively to the news that the rebels had begun attacking the Mach region.
Quintus still remembers what his neighbor said to his son.
"Sart, if your father knows that you are happily promoting this, he will break your legs. I know Quintus very well, your father is so cruel."
"When those thugs come to Mach City and take it like they took the Murray family's territory, we will all die. Your little girlfriend may become a material used by the wizard to make medicine."
Quintus didn't care what the neighbors said. He took his son home first, and then naturally scolded him.
Standing in the heavy rain, Quintus paused when he recalled this, because it involved the thing he regretted most in his life.
“The rebels are not bad people!”
Quintus remembered the first time that his son Sartre, who was less than eight years old, contradicted him so loudly. "When I was six years old, I went to the gladiatorial arena in Desia with my mother... I have seen those gladiators! They are not bad people! The man you call the evil wizard smiled and nodded at me! It was like giving the whole victory to Like me!”
"He and they are not bad people!"
"..."
Sartre's first confrontation with his father ended with two slaps from his father.
Sartre was honest for a few days.
Quintus remembered that he must have been honest for a few days.
Until yesterday, when Quintus left the garbage mountain and walked home angrily, he imagined the scene of Sartre running on the street shouting for the rebels, and how he was going to teach his son a lesson...
Suddenly, a huge raindrop knocked Quintus out of his memory.
Quintus saw people crowding around him.
The angry shouts of the Guards were heard.
They were shouting and cursing people in the square and asking people to leave.
Quintus had been temporarily relieved from the painful memories, and his attention was attracted by the people around him. He wanted to know what happened that dared these people to stay in the square amidst the shouts and curses of the Guards.
He glanced at the hologram.
Under the hologram hangs Sartre's body.
Seeing that Quintus seemed to have had an awl pierced into his eyeball, he looked away in pain and looked up at the projection.
But although Quintus moved his eyes away, he could not take his attention away from his son's body hanging under the holographic image projector.
He recalled what he saw when he got home yesterday.
He passed by the square and saw Sartre's little body hanging in the most conspicuous place in the square. The child was hung there just like his mother...
Then as a Father, he left silently. From that moment on, he kept recalling it over and over again until now.
"We are rebels, and we are by the river in the Mach region."
The voice came from the holographic image.
Quintus suddenly looked up at the image, casting a look of hatred.
His son died because of these people in the picture and the damn wizard among them who was practicing witchcraft.
If it weren't for them, the Guards wouldn't have hanged Sartre.
"As you can see, we have just defeated a group of high knights."
Qin Xia walked among the corpses and slowly came to the five high knights controlled by the gladiators.
"And they, they have survived until now by begging for mercy and giving up their integrity."
The eyes of the maggots were aimed at the five tall knights.
Two of the tall knights turned red and closed their mouths, while the remaining three continued to beg for mercy.
"I have also treated slaves well! I have also given many rewards to gladiators! I...I am a good person!"
"Don't kill us...don't kill us...don't kill Let's... don't kill us..."
"Father! Come back quickly! Come back to Mach City!"
"..."
Qin Xia came behind the first tall knight on the left, reached out and grabbed his hair and forced him to look up. .
"The Eyes of the Maggots have already started broadcasting the scenes here before the battle. You should have seen what they looked like when they arrived."
"Can you believe it? The gods of Nuceria One, no, five, they descended from the sky like gods, with cold and contemptuous expressions."
"But now they are kneeling here, crying more pitifully than a slave begging for mercy from the slave owner."
Qin Xia said and let go of his hand, looking at Yochula aside.
Yochula stepped forward and pulled out the dagger, walked behind the first tall knight on the left, grabbed the hair with one hand, held the dagger with the other, and slashed the "god"'s throat with an expressionless expression.
There are four high knights left.
(End of this chapter)