Chapter 594: Enlightenment in Longchang
The Celtic City is not a monolithic entity, so when Mo Cheng used some means to provoke the existing flames in the Celtic City, that little flame was magnified little by little under his manipulation, and eventually formed a fire that could not be extinguished.
In just two days, the smell of gunpowder filled the city of Celtic, and the conflicts that once existed had been suppressed or resolved by Count Haussmann using various means.
But with his death, and his unclear death at the hands of the acting consul, those who were suppressed began to emerge, and those who seemed to have been resolved also gathered again.
At the same time, under Mo Cheng's secret instigation, the fire burned more and more fiercely, to the point where even Mo Cheng could not stop it.
He had started the fire and now there was no way to put it out.
"Have you ever received any spy training?"
Loni looked at Mo Cheng with a strange expression. She had never expected that in just two days, Mo Cheng would put Celtic City on the fire.
Moreover, even some external personnel of the Inquisition could not think of such a method of provoking civil unrest, as it was too destructive to a city.
At this time, the Celtic City was like a carriage out of control, rushing towards the abyss, but there was no way to stop it.
" Spy training? How could I possibly have received such training?" Mo Cheng shook his head decisively, "Although I have watched a lot of spy movies, they don't seem to be of much reference value."
When I think of the Mission Impossible, 007 and other series of movies in my collection at home, the things I remember most vividly are the explosions and beauties, and I have almost forgotten everything else.
Although Mo Cheng said some strange words, Loni had already gotten used to it.
In the past, Mo Cheng would always say something that people couldn't understand from time to time. Loni had learned how to ignore those strange words and extract enough information from them.
"Your methods are very much like those of an Inquisition instructor who once caused civil unrest in several countries, leading the people to believe in Glory."
"CIA behavior, but I'm more curious about what happened to the instructor you mentioned?"
"His true identity was discovered and he died. He was brutally tortured before his death."
Loni didn't elaborate, but since even Loni, who came from the Inquisition, said it was a "very cruel torture", one can imagine what happened to that instructor.
"I mean, if it's not necessary, you'd better not use this method often." Loni looked a little worried. "If someone finds out, both Minanka and the people of Andair will do this to you, um..."
After thinking for a long time, Loni finally found a metaphor that barely described the situation. "Perhaps the image of a dragon, in addition to being greedy and powerful, also has another sin of playing with people's hearts. In fact, I have no doubt that if Minanka had the ability to do so, she would directly throw you into prison."
If you throw a giant dragon into prison, there will be no such thing as "human rights". At the same time, if you skin it alive, there will probably be no shortage of heirlooms in the basement.
"That's perfect. I haven't had time to organize my things recently. It's just right for me to be thrown into prison."
Due to the uncertainty of skill pool extraction, Mo Cheng extracted a lot of skills in the early stage that seemed useful but were not systematic and difficult to match.
Those skills have no desire to complete the hero template, and their own abilities do not have much impact on Mo Cheng.
So during this period of time, Mo Cheng has been trying to figure out how to integrate his relatively scattered, unsystematic, and less applicable skills.
He even suggested to his system to reset and start over, but the system just ignored him as usual.
"It seems that the upper echelons of Celtic City have finally reacted."
Loni didn't pay attention to Mo Cheng's words, but looked down at the city from a high place. She didn't know when the unrest in the city began to slow down, and she could clearly see some people maintaining order and mediating fights where conflicts were happening.
"It's not surprising. Although the method I used was a bit dirty, with so many things happening in such a short period of time, anyone can tell that someone is instigating things. It's just that the person involved has long wanted to beat the other person's brains out, while the other nobles who saw through it are planning to fight for their own interests during this period."
The nobles in Celtic City are not united. Not only in Celtic City, but also in the noble alliance of Minanka, and even in Andair now, not everyone is united.
It would be a joke if there were no factions within a force.
The Republican Party is divided into establishment and non-establishment factions.
"It seems that the bystanders have gained enough, and now they want to put out the fire of unrest in the city, and by the way, strike a head-on blow to the incoming Aundair army."
Loni thought for a moment and summoned her soul tool, the [Judgment] sickle. "More than a hundred people, from different forces, are trying to stop the riot at the same time. It seems like we need to put in some effort."
If those people continue like this, the unrest in the city will most likely be stopped. In this way, if the Celtic City, which has recovered, uses the city as a defense, it can still cause considerable casualties to Andel's army.
Casualties are secondary. The only concern is that if Celtic City holds out for too long, Minanka will directly send troops to support it.
By that time, if the Celtic city cannot be conquered, Andel will completely lose this springboard to the outside world and can only be trapped in the desert and wait for death.
Thinking of this, Mo Cheng couldn't help but blame himself for building a city in the desert. There was no output in that place, no roads, and if he wanted a window to communicate with the outside world, he had to work hard to build a city.
But there was no point in complaining about his past now. He could only hurry up and finish the work at hand.
"No, I'll do it."
Mo Cheng discovered at a glance that there were many skilled fighters among those who were trying to stop the riots. They were also on guard against being assassinated. If they acted rashly, they might be surrounded by the enemy.
So Mo Cheng chose to let himself do it.
As the words fell, Mo Cheng picked up the wooden stick at his feet, jumped high into the air, stretched out his hands to the left and right, and his whole body formed a cross shape.
"Zha Waludo!"
The spell to stop time sounded again, and in the moment when no one could react, time stopped.
What can you do in five seconds?
Five seconds is too short a time for a father.
But for Mo Cheng, five seconds was enough for him to disable the ability of anyone who tried to mediate.
