"...Including Yongcheng, Ningcheng, Jingcheng, Yuncheng, and Luocheng, a total of 103 large and small cities in Daxia have held large-scale walking activities. Preliminary statistics on the number of participants are...one thousand

Two million, and most of the participants are ordinary people."

"Hundreds of thousands of factories... also have production shutdown protests."

The minister moved his throat and said in a harsh voice, "The number of people... will not be less than the number of people running."

The ministers looked at each other, and they all saw shock and worry in each other's eyes.

What is this concept?!

In ancient times... this was the opposite everywhere!

But these people...how dare they?!

How could these people have such courage in the face of His Majesty, the living true God?

Listening to the worried report of the minister below, Mu Cang smiled slightly and said:

"No problem, I have sent 20,000 Cruel Shadows to various places in the early morning, and they are almost there now."

"...The Shadow of Cruelty?"

The ministers in the court looked at each other in shock.

This name sounds... a bit bloody.

"It is my direct legion."

Mu Cang said leisurely, "The best at large-scale...quick...killing."

Kill?

The ministers were shocked.

A minister hesitated and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to kill...the people who participated in the activities and...the craftsmen in the factory?"

"Yes." Mu Cang looked at him in surprise, "What else?"

Hiss——

The ministers gasped and couldn't believe what they heard.

Those are more than 20 million ordinary people?!

How could this be possible!

A minister of the auxiliary state boldly asked: "Your Majesty, I thought that I could send personnel to contact the leaders of the walkers, ask them about their demands, and then gradually persuade the people back. I believe that they were definitely deceived. After all, the people are always kind.

..."

Mu Cang turned to look at him, his eyes indifferent and lonely. The latter suddenly felt that his soul had been frozen, and he could not utter a single word.

"Contact? Inquire? Kindness?"

He glanced at the minister in surprise, "Are you making decisions for me?"

The minister's clothes were soaked with cold sweat in an instant. He fell to his knees in a hurry and kowtowed repeatedly. He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. He could only cry and beg for mercy in a hoarse voice: "I am not... I am guilty... I don't dare...

Guilty..."

The ministers in the rear were also worried about him.

"Ha, the so-called kindness is just an excuse. In today's rapidly changing era, being stupid and blindly following is a sin."

Mu Cang shook his head and laughed, slowly sat up from the dragon chair, and looked towards the direction of Guangyang Palace with his hands behind his back.

What everyone in that square was thinking could not be hidden from his perception.

There is no need for intrusive thinking at all.

Just the brain waves emitted by these mortals when they think will make them appear in Mu Cang's eyes.

These nobles are all male thieves and female prostitutes, and they are all calling the shots in their own fiefdoms.

When it comes to quality of life and spiritual enjoyment, this good guy is happier than the emperor.

"After going through so many things and such huge changes, you still have the guts to appear in front of me and take a walk? Stop production to protest? Ha, this kind of small plot and little plan is actually done to me. The wealth, power and power are really touching.

Ah, it makes people not even afraid of death. Anyway, words cannot awaken a fool, only death can."

As he spoke, Mu Cang's eyes shone with light, and his spiritual thoughts expanded without limit. In an instant, they enveloped the entire Daxia, 'looking' at all those participating in the walking activities and those who had stopped production.

Just a moment.

He then identified all the planners of various city activities and the leaders who connected other ignorant people.

There are probably more than a thousand people.

At the same time, the entire situation of the production shutdown protests that occurred in large and medium-sized factories in the suburbs, the identities and locations of all leaders and cooperators, etc.

Mu Cang knows everything.

As long as he has a thought at this moment, these people will die instantly.

A seemingly massive protest will quickly collapse with the intervention of various departments as long as the leader dies.

But Mu Cang just doesn’t use this method.

Why should he make concessions to these ordinary people?

So what if it’s ten million?

What about 20 million?

Are they worthy of making concessions?

What does the world think?

The Blue Star will collapse if he thinks about it, why does he care about what the world thinks!

"Humph."

Mu Cang chuckled lightly and sent a message through the air to Di Raoyue, who was walking towards the square in the distance: "You know what to do, right?"

At the edge of the square, Di Raoyue paused, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he said respectfully in his heart: "Whatever your majesty says, Xiaoyue will do it."

Mu Cang: "Then, let's kill them all. By the way, don't kill too fast, kill slowly so that the TV station can film it clearly?"

"As you command!"

After the voice in his heart disappeared, Di Raoyue took the lollipop... no, it was a high-temperature plasma 'lollipop' that emitted wisps of high-voltage arcs from his mouth, and pressed the switch on the thin rod to turn it off instantly.

It slowly cooled down and then stuffed it into the pocket of the jacket.

At this time, most of the nobles who had already stood up in the square suddenly became commotion after seeing Di Raoyue from a distance.

The surrounding media also pointed their camera arrays over.

"Coming, coming."

"Who is this?"

"It's very strange. He must be His Majesty's special envoy."

"He's here to contact us."

"Hahaha, it seems that His Majesty still cares about us."

"Huh~ I've been worried that the Royal Guards will come, but it seems that my worries are unfounded."

Standing at the front of the noble team, Zhuo Shicheng grinned and rubbed his knees. Although it hurt, his eyes were shining with excitement.

‘The federation’s plan was successful! With so many media here, His Majesty is indeed much easier to talk to. Moreover, walking activities and production shutdown protests have spread to more than 100 cities... he must be very anxious.’

When I am in a good mood, I feel that the unusually tall and cold girl more than 100 meters away looks much cuter.

He smiled and looked at Di Raoyue who was walking slowly, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with the hope of returning to his aristocratic status.

However, why did that girl's eyes suddenly... turn red?! Her eyes are glowing!

Di Raoyue finally walked up to the noble team, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

Buzz——

The next moment, two red beams of light burst out and instantly penetrated all the people on the path several meters wide in front.

In less than a second, the sea of ​​tens of thousands of nobles was cleared by high-energy lasers into a narrow death passage filled with blood and blackened corpses, and the entire sea of ​​​​people was forcibly divided into two parts: left and right.

Zhuo Shicheng, who was only ten meters away from the death tunnel on the left, had his smile suddenly stiff.

Not only him, but tens of thousands of nobles, countless media around him, and even hundreds of millions of viewers who followed the situation in Guangyang Palace through live TV were all stunned.

The scene was deathly silent.

Standing at the end of the death passage, Di Raoyue was half-covered by bursts of black smoke, his eyes turned red again.

"Kill!!!"

A scream like a broken gong suddenly sounded, and everyone at the scene suddenly started crying and running away.

It turned out that some young nobles chatting and chatting behind the crowd were running away like their dead parents, fearing that they would be left alone and die under the next laser beam.

Zhuo Shicheng, who was trapped in the crowd and ran away randomly, was also frightened and turned pale. He clutched his chest and gasped for air as he tried his best to run to the outside.
To be continued...