According to Ibn, there is more than one game of this type in Rest.

Good Lords are happy to promote this type of game, and some good Lords in city-states will even hold card competitions - the winner not only has a generous reward, but some good Lords in some places will also give the other party a chance to "make a wish", and some places where slaves are allowed to participate. The prize also includes the identity of the free people, the contract between the house and the female slave.

Only by coming into contact with these games can we truly understand that "slaves" have penetrated into the cultural bottom of rest.

Every poem, every scroll, and every game are a shackle of thought. How easy is it to break free from this culture?

"5*2*3-30, enough. I'm three points."

Ibn played three cards of carpet, books, and slaves in turn, and said casually: "Many resting people believe that they must offer blood to this hungry desert, otherwise the sandstorm will eventually swallow up the hard-earned oasis.

"This is also the reason why cities that have been destroyed by sandstorms will attract sandstorms... They use this method to explain why the good Lords in each city are holding sacrifices."

As a true pacifist, Ibn knew this very well.

He said sarcastically: "And the same... this also means that being swallowed by man-eating sand is not uncommon on this cursed land. Otherwise, the good Lords would not use this as an excuse. One of their reasons is that, as the royal city of the past, Holy Spring City has not even had a sandstorm in ten thousand years - and there is no extraordinary power involved here.

"It is this unexplained magical quality that has become the argument for the theory that the desert is conscious and alive."

"Please give blood food... to soothe the desert?"

Haina threw the three gold coins in her hand back to the table and shuffled the cards again, sat down slowly and asked in confusion: "Isn't it because Shandao traded with Yuantiansi?"

"That's a secret, Haina. Not everyone knows the name of Yuantiansi. Most locals don't even know what the sea is. You also know... Authority is largely due to the protection of secrets."

Aivas, who was sitting on her left, said leisurely: "If the slaves knew that their water was actually given by Yuantiansi, and the Good Lord was just a second-hand dealer working for Yuantiansi, how could they continue to maintain godly respect for the Good Lord?

"It is precisely because they think that this water comes from the sacred blood of the Lord, that they respect the Lord so much. If they all know that this is just a spell, then guess what would you do if you catch the Lord's rebels?"

“…Sent a spell?”

Haina murmured, “Then…become the new good master?”

“That’s exactly that.”

Aivas replied: "That's the only answer."

The Sabre did not want to abolish slavery...even those rebels, they just wanted to enslave others in turn.

If they could know that the seal of the contract that became the good masters could voluntarily give up, how could they let go of the good masters they had captured?

In essence, these good masters are like protagonists with a system, which can trigger miracles... but this system is given by Yuan Tiansi, and the rewards of the system will be converted into water.

For truly ambitious people, if they realize that this extraordinary "qualification" that gives the other party can be deprived, they will naturally try to deprive them.

And in this desert full of transcendents, there are not a few ambitious people.

But at this moment, the sky bathing in the rising sun in the early morning suddenly changed violently—

Amid the exclamations of people coming and going, the sky, which was already slightly dyed red in the morning sun, instantly became even redder. It was like a bucket of red paint was splashed on the white tiled floor, and it was like a mobile phone screen leaking...

“—Is the sky injured?”

The old ritual master Ibn looked at the sky in shock and murmured: "Is the sky... bleeding?"

"wrong."

Aivas quickly distinguished the truth.

He immediately replied: "No - it's the new Tiansi!"

As a priest profession at the fifth level, his extraordinary perception ability made him realize... This is exactly the phenomenon of major events in the dream world!

Aivas suddenly turned his head and looked at the clock hanging in the enlarged carriage room.

And Haina reacted first and immediately reported the time: "7:00,300."

"On July 3rd, 7:03... It's the holy time!"

Evas vaguely felt the aura of killing and passion from the sky, and judged: "It's not power... the way of war, it's the way of dedication! From this feeling... it's a bit like the Tiansi of the way of war."

Arthur had just ascended to the Pillar God for such a short time, and found the Tiansi of his own path?

Could it be Morgan?

But this feeling... is Morgan so manly?

Ayvas' heart moved and touched the emerald inlaid on his chest with his hands.

"Well, I'm here. Don't call me."

The Lord of Scale Feathers appeared opposite Evas's table and sat next to Zhu Tang. It seemed as if he had watched Evas play chess here since the beginning, without any sense of incongruity.

Before Avas could ask, the Lord of Scale Feather looked at Avas directly with the face without facial features and laughed heartily: "It's your acquaintance."

"……acquaintance?"

"It's Lancelot."

Without leaving any secret, the Lord of Scale Feathers spoke directly: "He still chose to die."

——Evas knew that as the first monarch of Avalon, Lancelot I was different from his princess Gnevre... In fact, Lancelot was not dead.

In fact, he was like the classical online game article - the kind of online game article wearing a helmet, projecting his soul into the shadow country in the dream world.

And when his soul was projected into the dream world, he was actually not dead... because under Merlin's modification, what his soul was bound to was no longer physical body, but was divided into two "long daggers" holy swords Arondet.

Because Lancelot was not dead, he would not actually enter the dream world river and become an apostle. His body was actually a kind of "soul out of body"... but his body had been destroyed, but in fact it was okay that he would never go back.

If the "Shadow of Avalon" ritual runs normally, then Lancelot will be reborn back into the material world before the Avalon royal family is about to die. The flesh and blood of descendants will be shaped into a brand new body through the power of revenge, and then his soul will be recalled back to the body through the echo of two Arondet daggers.

Why does this ceremony have to be on the verge of despair before it can be carried out - because only in this way can it conform to the principle of "revenge", so that this "report" is sent to Shadow Tian Sskaha, the queen of Shadow Kingdom.

There are not many areas where the souls of living people can temporarily live, and the Kingdom of Shadow is one. So he has no choice - every link in this ceremony is linked.

——For this reason, as long as there is a problem in any link, it will collapse directly. Just like the more complicated the killing method, the easier it is to collapse completely because of one evidence.

The Shadow of Avalon collapsed because of this reason.

After completely losing the possibility of resurrection, Lancelot is like a lonely ghost. Now... the confused Lancelot finally decided not to wait for the repair of the Avalon Shadow Ritual, but to directly cut off his connection with the material world?

"Lancelot was summoned by Arthur and became the first Tianshi in the war road - the Qitianshi.

"——The Knight's Heavenly Division, the Loyalty Heavenly Division! The Knight's Heavenly Division, the Lord Lancelot of the God of the Riding God!"

The Lord of Scale Feathers joked and used an exaggerated aria to express the new name of Lancelot.

"…that should be seven?"

Aivas frowned: "Why are there half of the three holy numbers?"

"Oh, that's the most interesting thing."

The Lord of Scale Feather's smile became more and more obvious: "Because Lancelot's soul has been wandering in the Kingdom of Shadow for too long... His mind is not pure enough, and his power is not strong enough. His purity is no longer enough to become Tianshi immediately after death.

"And his wife, Queen Gnevre, who was the apostle of Sizhu, finally waited for Lancelot's death. She dedicated her soul and merged it into one with Lancelot's soul.
Chapter completed!