Chapter 421: The Pest Control Team Lost Their First Battle

Chapter 421 The first battle of the pest control team...lost

[But I want to die] [Frightened by the news] [Same weapon]

When these three keywords are stacked together, it goes without saying what the God of Death is going to come up with.

But nearly half a year has passed since he first entered the game. The reality is unreal, going round and round, and many things have quietly changed.

This man named Joey is no longer the loser he was when he reached middle age, but in the end he still had nothing and could only seek destruction.

The rural life with no worries about food and clothing gradually healed his soul, and the earthy smell brought by farming slowly filled his anxiety.

Now he has learned to compromise with himself, and his self-destructive tendency that is not afraid of death and wishes to disappear immediately has been reshaped into a fierce force called determination.

Therefore, what he took out was not deadly poison gas, but a smoke bomb.

Sacrifice is okay, but not necessary.

It's not worth wasting your level one experience just to get angry with a bunch of idiots.

So, what you should do now is retreat!

But retreating does not mean escaping three thousand miles away. The God of Death continued his investigation on the second day, hoping to dig out more dirty information about the royal capital's aristocratic circle.

And with his live broadcast and persistence, from words to actions, more and more players support him, and they go to the capital to help out.

These include makeup girls who are good at changing people's faces, tailors who know how to design dresses, and even horse-drawn carriage driving enthusiasts who are already experienced at it.

What's more worth mentioning is that although no one said it clearly, but they were all first-line players, Death found that several of them were actually members of those wealthy guilds.

So much so that the organizer of the banquet may have been chatting and laughing with the messengers sent by these guilds during the day, but at night he was secretly poked and handed a knife by an important member of the same guild to help stab him in the back.

It’s very interesting. Is this a personal behavior or a “personal behavior”?

In any case, with such a support team to help out, and the God of Death being a good trickster, an elegant noble gentleman was born.

With such a clean new skin, the next few days will be a fun game without any difficulty. As long as we chat a little more, we can get a lot of useful information.

Of course, it would have been better if this gentleman, who might be called Marquez or Shakespeare, had not been nearly tricked by an enthusiastic lady into playing poker with her husband...

However, the good times did not last long. Just the night before yesterday, when he was dressed neatly and sneaked into a noble banquet as usual to show off his skills, he finally overturned.

Because the gold content of this banquet is different from the past, the previous ones were actually regular meetings for exchanging feelings. They were originally meant for everyone to eat, drink, have fun, and organize flexibly.

But this time there were many high-ranking people among the participants, including even a powerful duke.

When this group of real meat eaters get together, they are bound to talk about some high-end topics that have been hot recently and are extremely complex and difficult to comment on.

therefore.

"Mr. Verne, how much do you know about Ji Ming Divine Chosen?"

"Well, my impression of Jimin is not bad. He is a pretty good person."

"Um???"

…

After all, he is not a veteran in other people's circles.

Maybe before, I could just chat and make wisecracks with ease, but now when it comes to topics that are difficult to talk about if you are not the core of the circle, the God of Death will feel a little numb.

I could only laugh twice.

"Haha, of course, I've definitely never seen the God of Choice himself. Didn't they just go up the mountain as soon as they came? This is just a guess based on what I heard from others before."

"oh……"

Seeing the other party turn and leave in confusion, even if he barely managed to get past him, the Shinigami was already sweating profusely as he felt powerless.

And before he could find a reason to escape, Duke Xiguang, who had a keen sense of consciousness, noticed something was wrong with him.

"Ah……"

After observing him nonchalantly for a while, he shook his wine glass and pretended to meet him by chance at a long table with various kinds of food.

"Sir, you look a little uncomfortable. Are you sick?"

"Oh no, I..."

Although the God of Death believed that he had seen strong winds and waves, it obviously did not include Duke Xiguang, who was the Kingdom's Minister of Defense. In reality...he would definitely not be able to see him anyway.

What's more, he is over seventy years old, and he has two brushes as a military attache. Just standing there, he is already a big boss who is not angry or powerful.

Therefore, after just a few words and hesitation, he was exposed by others in a deceitful and frightening way.

"It's ridiculous, I've been in Glow for many years, but I've never heard of a knight named Verne!"

Duke Xiguang snorted coldly, and a cold light even flashed in his eagle eyes.

"Tell me, who are you and what are your intentions for sneaking in!"

The God of Death had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and fight with this aggressive old Duke!

But even if he had already begun to control the number of meaningless deaths, his current value was still less than level 40. If he really had to fight hard with a knife, he would obviously not be able to defeat him.

You can only choose [one-click escape] to commit suicide when you finally get out of the castle but are about to fall into the enemy's hands.

——Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. Young hero, please try again.

But his actions have affected too many people, and this time he also provoked a duke who was already known for his sensitivity and suspicion.

Therefore, during the day he was waiting for resurrection, Duke Xiguang directly promoted a major investigation against him and quickly discovered that his true identity was actually a pioneer.

"What? A pioneer actually sneaked into our banquet? Whose spy is he? Who else is involved?"

The Duke's anger was terrible, and the nobles of the capital used their own channels to find those powerful pioneer forces to ask for an explanation, or to ask about the situation.

However, the reply of these forces was very simple, and it was summarized in one sentence.

"Ah? Who? Who is this? I don't know? Don't raise personal behavior to the level of a group. Thank you. Please go directly to him to ask for an explanation. We have already cut ties with him."

It sounds cold-blooded and indifferent, but this is the common result of the discussion between the God of Death and several guilds, and it is also an important part of the "Statement" he posted on the player forum.

In fact, this is what the God of Death wants. If the major guilds do not cut ties with him, it will be a disaster!

So as a professional noble blackie who takes all the responsibility on himself and has absolutely nothing to do with everyone, he is a bug hunter.

The first thing the Death God did after resurrection was to trigger the [Restart Badge] he got from doing a hidden task, and teleported back to the place where he died across thousands of mountains and rivers.

That's right, this is the fundamental reason why he had to leave the castle and restart it again no matter what - to find a safe and suitable place to stay.

So after everything around him darkened again, a player immediately came over.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Although he had been squatting in the urinal for a whole day, relying on the reputation brought by fighting to the death and the distant support of major guilds, the Death God has successfully recruited a small team on the Internet.

Even with the previous few people, the team barely has only seven or eight people.

But considering that those who can enter the capital are the most handsome and strongest, players among players, and pioneers among pioneers.

Under the premise of not being openly linked to any guild, it is completely an "independent team" with extraordinary strength.

So the Death God, who had already made an action plan and was ready to do something big tonight, smiled slowly.

"I heard that the useless son of some damn duke is going to hold a banquet tonight, let's go give him a surprise first!"

Surprise?

Translate, what is a surprise?

The surprise is that at twelve o'clock tonight, the insecticide team will use an explosion full of artistic gold content to announce the arrival of a terrifying era for insects.

Unfortunately, although the explosive pack they arranged was well-controlled, it was just at a precise amount that would not collapse the building itself.

The installation place is also very good, right in the middle of the banquet hall. If it explodes, it will definitely cause good casualties.

But the Death God never expected that perhaps it was because of the temporary arrival of a God-chosen person with a very high charm value and a lot of topics at the banquet tonight.

Although he is more self-respecting and self-respecting, so that everyone didn't eat meat in the end, this thing can really arouse the appetite just by smelling it, and the gourmets are really excited.

So before twelve o'clock, they hurriedly dragged their friends who liked them to the chess and card room to play poker.

And they would probably fight until dawn without going out.

As a result, by twelve o'clock, there were almost no insects in the hall, which was no longer fun.

In the huge space, only the maids and waiters were busy, who were happy that they could finally get off work early today and pack more leftovers to take home for the elderly and children.

So the bomb did not kill any nobles, but...

"Silence! Silence! What happened here!"

The other knight teams patrolling nearby arrived first and were about to put up their shields, but were shocked by the bloody scene in front of them.

In the mess of furniture fragments, several waiters with bloody heads were lying on the ground wailing in pain, and human body fragments were scattered among them.

"What...what happened here?"

I was still standing there at a loss, when the door with several big holes in it was kicked open.

"All the bugs inside, surrender!"

There were several strange guys with their faces covered with something unknown. The ones in front were carrying large shields and advancing, while the ones in the back were holding heavy crossbows with strings already strung. They were obviously well prepared.

The leader seemed to continue to say something threatening to enhance his aura, but before he could say anything, he and his men were shocked by the situation in the hall.

? ? ?

After three full seconds of silence, he finally said something.

"Aren't you having a banquet here?"

"It's over!"

A man rushed to the scene with his pants in his hands, hissing hysterically.

"It's over! The banquet is over!"

It's no wonder he was embarrassed. After all, he was the security chief of the banquet tonight. If something went wrong like this, he would definitely be held accountable by the young master.

"Ah... are they all gone?"

The intruder obviously didn't expect that everyone would be so... so boring today. It's only twelve o'clock and they've all gone to sleep.

Damn it, wouldn't it mean that we've worked for nothing all day, and we've also created...

Death looked around, looking at the injured who were obviously innocent, and at least two broken bodies.

Such a big mess...

But now is not the time to feel guilty, because as time goes by, more and more people are coming here because of the explosion.

And although the chosen one came temporarily, the nobles in the capital knew that His Royal Highness would participate.

So how could the little nobles who were planning to show off in front of the adults miss such a good opportunity?

As soon as they saw these masked guests, they started shouting and killing, blowing their beards and glaring, as if they were going to go down and wrestle with them personally.

And the first thing they said was extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn invaders, what's the point of coming after the waiter? If you have the guts, come after us!"

"Everyone, we must not let this group of vicious thugs go, who knows what bad ideas they have!"

If it were the case, the nobles were outnumbered, filled with righteous indignation, and occupied the moral high ground. It was clearly a situation where the morale of the army could be used and a quick victory could be achieved with just one wave.

But in the eyes of Prince Philip, all this was...

Fuck, it's really confusing (sweating soybeans).jpg

After all, they were all nobles, how could he not understand these guys?

Don't look at them now, full of benevolence and morality, shouting and yelling to rush up to avenge these innocent people, but privately... they must have more blood on their hands than this!

But in this situation, there are good cards in hand, so it's better not to use them, so he also stood up and defined the behavior of these people in one sentence.

"I don't care who you are, but it's wrong to kill our people like this!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, signaling the knights to quickly take down all of this group of people!

"Damn!"

The Grim Reaper's plan was definitely not like this. His original design was actually very simple, which was to make an explosion at the banquet first, making a loud noise.

Then he took advantage of the chaos and brought people to the scene to express his responsibility for the matter, officially announced the launch of the insecticide team, and then... turned around and ran away before they could react.

Simple, fast, everything is normal, and the risk is minimized.

Who knew that the plan went well before, but there was such a problem at the critical moment.

The original nobles all left, and became a large group of completely innocent maids and waiters.

The bag containing the bomb was also discovered by them, and they lifted it from behind the curtain to the table, and even curiously surrounded it and wanted to unpack it, which directly increased the damage caused by the explosion!