The Little Guy 011

This murderous statement made Xing Bugui shudder inexplicably. The events of today had brought a tremendous shock to his worldview. First, an atheist appeared out of nowhere, and then this atheist threatened to unite all the Evil God believers in the Barren Lands?

Impossible. These people who became Evil God believers all had their own agendas. If they were that easy to unite, there would be no need to play schemes and tricks with the Empire.

However, the attitude and strength Fang Zhiyi displayed left him with no choice but to believe. At least up until now, Fang Zhiyi had not forcefully demanded him to do anything, but instead gave him time to observe and choose.

"The east is the territory of the Black Workshop. That old man used to be the astrologer for the royal family, but... no one knows what kind of madness overtook him. He obsessed over stargazing to the point of going insane. He claimed to have discovered the truth of the world. Later, because of his blasphemy, his entire family was hanged. If his good friend hadn't secretly let him go, the old man would have been dead long ago."

"Those people don't really have much aggression, they're just a bit delirious. They are all stubborn fools who just want to go against the Divine Church."

"Due west, there was originally a group of refugees. Their families almost all died from the collateral damage of battles between ability user squads. Some who attempted assassinations but failed fled here, while others remained permanently in the Empire, their souls probably eaten by the gods." Speaking the word "gods," Xing Bugui spat on the ground.

"The most troublesome place is here." He tapped a spot on the map. "The people here are the Forsaken, those abandoned and loathed by the gods. Their history is quite ancient. The most reliable account is that their ancestors betrayed the gods, leading to their people being cursed for generations. They eventually hid here. It is said that they were also the first batch of believers of the Evil God." He sighed. "They are the true madmen. If other factions still have some rationality or goals, their existence seems solely to manifest violence and slaughter."

Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Alright, I'll make a trip there and be right back."

Seeing him turn and leave, Xing Bugui looked somewhat dumbfounded. "You, you're going alone?"

Fang Zhiyi turned back. "Ah, what else? Take a bunch of burdens like you along?"

Xing Bugui felt insulted, but he was completely at a loss for words to retort.

Watching Fang Zhiyi about to step out the door, he still spoke up, "The Forsaken have mastered all dark abilities, as well as mental harassment. No matter how strong you are, you can't resist mental corruption."

Seeing Fang Zhiyi leave without a hint of hesitation, he frowned. Forget it. He had no real ties with him anyway. Saying this much today could be considered repaying him for sparing his life.

An atheist, what was that? By not believing in the existence of gods, could one ignore the gifts of the gods? Xing Bugui gave it a try, but soon discovered the flaw. He couldn't do it. Even though he hated the Empire and the gods immensely, the source of his hatred was that he still believed in the existence of those gods.

Fang Zhiyi's approach was very simple. He stepped straight into the territory of the Forsaken. For no other reason than it being the closest.

"An outsider, hahahaha!" A piercing laughter appeared out of thin air.

The voice was like some kind of living creature trying to drill into Fang Zhiyi's brain, but Fang Zhiyi merely picked his ear, not feeling any discomfort.

Little Hei muttered something. Several tentacles grew out of its body, tightly grabbing those dark energies, and then stuffed them into its mouth to chew. However, after chewing just a few bites, it spat them out with a "pah."

"You guessed right."

A brilliant smile blossomed on Fang Zhiyi's face.

However, in the eyes of those lunatic Forsaken, his smile looked like a provocation. They lunged at Fang Zhiyi from every corner.

"I have an effortless method." Fang Zhiyi's smile was somewhat cruel. It had been a long time since he stretched his muscles.

When Fang Zhiyi returned to Xing Bugui's territory, Xing Bugui felt entirely unwell. This was especially true when he watched Fang Zhiyi pour out dozens of human heads from a burlap sack he had picked up from who-knows-where, while he even stretched lazily.

The most troublesome faction in the Barren Lands was just gone like that? What about the Evil God? How could he tolerate his believers being wantonly slaughtered? No, that wasn't the issue right now. Wasn't this kid in front of him a bit too overpowered?

Thank goodness he hadn't offended him! Probably not, right?

"Now it's time for you guys to work," Fang Zhiyi said nonchalantly.

The Forsaken faction was wiped out in the morning, and by the afternoon, their heads had been distributed to every corner of the Barren Lands by Xing Bugui's subordinates. Fang Zhiyi said this was called "courtesy before force."

When Ron woke up, he felt pain all over his body. He struggled to get up. "Kid! Don't run! Don't think that I, the great Ron, am afraid of you..."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was covered by a hand—no, several hands.

Ron panicked. Looking left and right, he relaxed. The ones covering his mouth were his own people. However, the expressions on their faces were extremely tense, as if they had seen the Evil God...

Following their gazes, Ron looked somewhat dumbfounded.

In the open clearing outside, a row of people knelt neatly. Almost everyone had a look of utter despair on their faces, and practically all of them were injured. Looking closely, they had uniform slap marks, except for those delirious old men on the far edge.

Looking at their faces again, Ron was shocked. Weren't those the leaders of the other factions? Normally, even if he saw them, he could only curse while running away. Who could have brought them all here to kneel now? Could it be that Lord Xing's abilities had advanced again?

He quickly denied this point, because he saw his own lord standing submissively beside a person who was sitting lazily.

And that person was exactly the kid who had beaten him up!

He struggled to say something, but his own people around him covered his mouth tightly.

"It's a pity. Those Forsaken were truly a bunch of madmen. They were far less reasonable than the others." Fang Zhiyi shook his head.

Xing Bugui accompanied him with a smiling face. If he was still wavering before, he was completely convinced now. This person was practically a human cheat code. Those with abilities dealt no damage to him, and those skilled in martial arts couldn't beat him. Where could anyone go to reason with that?

But what exactly did this god of plague want to do now? He had gathered all these people here without saying what he intended to do, just wasting time like this...

Xing Bugui didn't dare to ask.

He was afraid the other party would suddenly have another fit of madness.

But in this eerie silence, he felt the energy within his body boiling. He was very familiar with this feeling; it only happened when the Evil God descended... Everyone else felt it too, and a commotion began to arise at the scene.

Some knelt down and bowed, muttering words; some were ecstatic, hurling insults at Fang Zhiyi; and others were terrified, looking around in panic.

Only Fang Zhiyi slowly stood up and looked in a certain direction.

"A god? I suppose an evil god counts as a god too." Fang Zhiyi's tone was frivolous.

This made Xing Bugui, who was standing to the side, feel his blood run cold. Could it be that this guy wanted to???