The troops of the imperial mountain people were lined up quietly in the muddy position, and on the other side was the ice road that had not melted for a long time in the heavy rain. The cold frost wind in December swept through the camp, and there were large numbers of dejected rebel mountain people.

He is being escorted away and sent to be guarded in the Frodo Autonomous Region.

Then, with a dragon roar, Elder Manya fell from the sky. His light body was dispersing the clouds and rain in the sky, making the weather better. There were already streaks of sunlight projected down from the gaps in the clouds, forming a line between the sky and the earth.

The Tao is like a stairway of light in reality.

Ian stood in front of the rebel mountain people's command tent. The chiefs and priests of the imperial mountain people stood beside him, and the group of people in front of him were the leaders of the rebel mountain people.

These old acquaintances or old enemies looked at each other without saying a word.

The winner has no energy to pay attention to the loser's thoughts, but looks at the silent Ian with a subtle and nervous look. The loser will naturally not pay attention to those who are insignificant, but holds his breath and waits for the person who is really in charge.

their verdict.

But Ian remained silent, silently looking at everyone. When those silver-blue eyes looked at anyone present with an indifferent expression, the person being watched would subconsciously lower their eyes, not daring to interact with this person.

The young Holy Land Lords looked at each other.

——It seems that this group of people are not willing to recognize the Dragon God Messenger, but they do not dare to reveal this to Ian.

The arrival of Manya solved this embarrassing situation. The old man took a look at the situation in the camp and knew what was going on.

No matter which mountain people tribe leader he is, who wants to have another manager on his head? The empire has given them autonomy. Even the mountain people on the empire side are just more afraid of the empire's future liquidation. They want them

It is almost an impossible task to accept from the bottom of one's heart that Ian is the messenger of the Dragon God.

The good thing is that most of the time, for people to accept something, you don't need to make them willing.

Elder Manya stepped forward, looked at Cod's head, which was frozen by Ian with an icicle, and said with emotion: "Code is also my old rival. Unexpectedly, there was no final showdown between the two of us, and he was like this

Died suddenly."

"After all, I have Xio's help." Ian smiled. He sat leisurely on the ice-made seat and said calmly: "I don't take credit for this. I just held back the first few waves of Cord's offensive and took advantage of it.

While Cord fought fiercely with Xiou, he took the opportunity to chop off his head."

"This is already incredible." Elder Manya sighed with emotion: "You have just entered the second level, and you can find opportunities in the battles of the third level... I am old, and this world will still depend on you.

For young people.”

The true form of Xio, who was crawling in the tent nearby, couldn't help but raise his head after hearing the exchange between Ian and the elders of Manya. His big dragon eyes were full of doubts - although Ian had already talked to him on the way to the Frodo Autonomous Region.

He had read the lines, but he was still a little confused when he saw that Ian could actually tell such a lie without changing his face.

——Why can he lie more truthfully than he tells the truth?

Of course, there are very few people among humans who can understand the expressions of dragons. Xio's raising his head is obviously a clear 'stand' for the Mountain King's side to the other mountain people leaders present.

In the past, as a member of the Dragon Worship Cult and the dispatcher of Dragon Island, the King of the Mountain basically did not interfere with the actions of the mountain people as a true dragon. He only ruled over the powerful monsters in the Baisen Mountains, so he called himself "Mountain".

The King of Mountains does not touch the authority of Baisen Dragon God, and the mountain people reciprocate the favor and are willing to recognize the identity of the mountain king Baisen as the king of monsters.

But now, the mountain people are in chaos, and the Avod tribe has the upper hand... Even the king of the mountain must choose his spokesperson among the mountain people, right?

Among the defeated mountain people tribe, a chief raised his head slightly. He noticed the movements of the real dragon and heard the conversation between Ian and Manya, so he instinctively wanted to know what was going on now.

Then, he looked at Ian.

The self-proclaimed messenger of the Dragon God has light blue eyes, which are the color of the streams flowing in the mountains of Nanling, just like the blue sky in the sky, and his long hair has a stream of inscriptions visible to the naked eye, originating from the dragon-shaped organ.

The cyan essence spread from his left hand to the whole body, and finally gathered on this long silver-white hair with a steel color, accumulating incredible power.

The steel-patterned sword on his waist was not sealed in the scabbard, but was covered with a layer of solid ice, with brown blood stains on it. That must be the blood of Chief Cord, giving it a solemn feeling.

And next, whose head will this sword chop off?

——Is it...me?!

His light cyan eyes looked intriguingly at the chief who began to tremble subconsciously, causing the other person to tremble subconsciously.

But at this moment, for some unknown reason, the thoughts in the heart of the mountain chieftain were extremely fast and agile, far better than in the past. He regarded it as an outburst of his own in danger, and he quickly figured out one thing.

Regardless of the outcome, Ian will definitely kill a few people to establish his authority. This is the tradition of Nanling and Terra. Without the oppression of blood and death, war is destined to be imperfect, not to mention the purpose of this young man.

To become the 'Dragon God Messenger'? The real problem is that Ian will never kill all of them losers, because he still needs them as models to promote his generosity, so that he can merge and integrate other tribes in the future.

So, what should I do to survive - to survive in the hands of a lord who is bound to kill people to establish his authority?

He came up with the answer almost instantly.

"Messenger of the Dragon God! Please forgive my disrespect and offense!"

With a pop, the chief fell to the ground in an instant, almost lying in the muddy water and swearing allegiance to Ian: "I! Bua Baishan of the Baishan tribe, swear to follow the footsteps of the messenger forever! Your order is the will of the Dragon God,

Your intention is my direction!”

"Please forgive me, messenger. I mistakenly went astray and became your enemy due to the bewitchment of traitors and the coercion of evil people. But my belief in the Dragon God is absolutely firm! I swear that as long as my people know, they will

Those who are their enemies are the Holy Envoys of the Dragon God, and they will definitely cry and repent of this huge mistake like me!"

He even used the honorifics used in prayers in the temple.

"Um."

Faced with the chief's inspired declaration of allegiance, Ian responded with a calm response, and then looked around at the other prisoners present: "Is there anyone else?"

Scanned by this pair of cyan eyes, and behind him were Man Ya and Xiou who also cast their gazes. Immediately, many captured chiefs immediately followed their example and knelt down without any hesitation.

He made the same oath as the previous chief.

Obviously, the 'perception potion' that enhances sharp thinking and imagination is also miraculous at critical moments, and it does not give people the instinctive feeling of rejection like the 'fear potion', and is closer to real thoughts. This is what Ian used.

The conclusion is reached after observing people's reactions to many different drugs.

As long as you can control the direction of people's inspiration, it is easier for people to believe that their decisions are 'correct' than fear and joy. This is Ian's experience as a pharmaceutical alchemist.

"Very good. It seems you know very well who won this war."

Ian didn't say much amid the calls of loyalty that others considered more disgraceful than surrender.

He just glanced at the stiff-looking and bewildered leaders of the imperial mountain people on both sides of him, smiled meaningfully, and then led Elder Manya into the camp.

The leaders of the rebel mountain people who heaved a sigh of relief and looked like they were surviving a disaster were left in place, while the leaders of the mountain people on the Imperial side who were theoretically the 'victors' had their expressions changed and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Don't scare them. These people are actually very staunch supporters of the empire. Without their help, the mountain people's rebellion would have swept across the entire Nanling Mountains."

After entering the camp, Elder Manya shook his head with a smile, while Ian sighed exaggeratedly: "How can we not be scared? Look at their elated expressions before, as if they had won - in fact, if it weren't for me and Xio Zhan

After killing Cord and stopping the Steel Winged Dragon Hunting Team, they will definitely die this time, okay?"

"Of course, it's just to scare me. I just hope they figure out who is the one who keeps his word, otherwise they will make some tricks behind my back in the future and kill people. I don't want to go out every day and not be able to appreciate the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in Nanling.

It’s the day when he cuts off one of his own heads.”

"Don't worry, I will help you discipline these guys."

Elder Manya nodded. This was what he wanted to do. Assisting Ian to become the Dragon God's messenger in name only was exactly the goal he set for himself after rekindling the sacrificial fire at Qiangang Mountain.

Thinking of the Holy Land, the old man asked curiously: "What happened over there in the Steel Dragon's Nest? Ian, if you really restart the Steel Dragon's Nest... then the situation in the Frodo Autonomous Region is not important at all. We

Go to the Holy Land first, these chiefs and priests will have time to discipline them if they want."

"Don't worry. I just activated the outermost energy gathering system, leaving the inner core inheritance, experimental area and dormant area untouched."

Ian shook his head: "It's just a warm-up, it hasn't restarted yet. But I didn't expect that the warm-up of the Steel Dragon's Nest would be so loud... It seems that the Dragon God really left a lot of good things for us, but it's a pity.

, no one has been able to use it for so many years, otherwise, the empire should not be able to conquer Nanling so easily, and at most it will become a vassal."

"That is no different from being conquered. In my opinion, it is worse than being conquered. At least the empire does not have racial discrimination, and the vassals are really inferior."

Elder Manya sighed: "What should we do with those rebellious mountain people? Although they say they are loyal, it's hard to say what they have in mind. Even if they are afraid of death, you are indeed too young and may not be able to control everyone."

"It's very simple." Ian said calmly: "I will carry out a cleanup."

"A major purge."

"……what is that?"

Elder Manya was slightly startled. This word was still a bit unfamiliar in the Terran language, but soon he understood what Ian meant, and he couldn't help but look solemn: "Wait a minute, you mean..."

"Yes." Ian said cruel and unusual words in a rather refreshing tone: "These people's tribes will be monitored by me, and they will be under high-pressure control or a reign of terror. In short, it is this kind of thing

.I will do it."

"No matter what they think in their hearts, they can never oppose me on the surface. The mountain people can only follow the Dragon God's messenger. If they are not willing to follow me, I will let them go see the Dragon God."

"Is it necessary...I mean...such high pressure requires a lot of manpower, right?"

Elder Manya frowned slightly. He didn't think Ian was murderous - in fact, for Terra, it was just a big purge, who wouldn't do it? The Ascended Nobles could directly change the course of mountains and rivers for the sake of transportation convenience.

, those villages that were unwilling to relocate were directly crushed under the mountain. They didn't care what these people thought. After all, they had warned them in advance, which was the utmost kindness.

Ian just doesn't want noise to appear within his sphere of influence. This is of course not difficult. To be honest, killing all the opponents will facilitate the development of the mountain people who have united around Ian. After all, nowadays... after the war, the meat will always be divided, right?

Where the meat comes from is a question.

His only worry is that Ian is going to carry out a major purge, which will definitely require a lot of manpower to suppress it. When the time comes, these rebellious mountain people will rebel again, which will delay the time for these mountain people to recuperate.

"It won't last long. When most people can have enough to eat and eat meat, even the most stubborn independent mountain people will understand that resisting me is a stupid idea. But before that, any difference

All voices must be silenced, and I need to establish absolute authority that cannot be questioned."

Ian picked up the map of the camp and drew a circle around the Midela Autonomous Region: "Other autonomous regions can slow down, but the tribes in the Midela Autonomous Region must be strictly rectified. Moreover, it is not necessarily necessary to kill people, even if you
To be continued...