Chapter 1119: Big Move, Run

In the bottom cabin of the airship, a translucent mark circled around Black Rope. It didn't look like anything special. Black Rope could lie down, lie on her stomach, or even do a handstand, but as long as there was any violent movement, the mark would immediately expand, imprisoning her in place.

Her two subordinates also had the same treatment, unable to make violent movements, so Black Rope had to tap her fingers rhythmically.

Outsiders would only think she was bored and tapping her fingers, but her subordinates knew what the rhythm represented: "What exactly is that thing? When did we provoke this kind of thing?"

Such a conversation had obviously happened many times. The two subordinates smiled bitterly, one of whom, a red-haired one, also tapped his fingers and responded: "You think too highly of us. We can't afford to provoke this kind of thing. Three God-Forbidden Seals casually, even the God-Slayer of the Feilie Empire couldn't do it."

Another yellow-haired one tapped his fingers and said: "The God-Slayer changed his name to God Registrar. It's not on the same level. The God Registrar is strong because of his Heroic Spirit Legion. Without those Heroic Spirit Legions, that guy is just at the level of a god or a truth mage. Now this one is not a human at all, more like a higher-level creature."

Red-haired asked: "God Registrar? Where did you get the news?"

"Bought it. Bought it from a goblin chamber of commerce called the Silver Chamber of Commerce."

"Oh, goblin, that's fine. Any other news?" Red-haired asked. Goblins still had credibility, and the credibility was high.

Green-haired said: "Yes, a lot of messy news, but many can't be verified. Remember the Violet Mercenary Group? They defected to a big gold master. Now they are especially rich and are searching for our news everywhere. A bounty of 200,000 magic crystals for the leader, alive. For us two, 500."

Red-haired's face turned green: "Only 500 for us two? They look down on people too much, right? I am a Red-Robed Mage God of a god-level mercenary group, no matter what."

"What 500 for one person, it's 500 for both of us, 250 each. Alive is fine, dead is also fine. You know how your Mage God title came from," Green-haired said unhappily.

Red-Robed Mage God (fake) looked at Red-haired, then at Black Rope, everyone looked at each other, all with a somewhat disappointed look: "If I had known, I wouldn't have provoked them."

"Who would have thought they could find a gold master? We are a god-level mercenary group, how come no gold master is looking for us? I also want to rely on a gold master." Green-haired tapped his fingers and couldn't help but sigh.

For a while, everyone sighed. If there was a gold master, who wouldn't want to rely on one? God-level mercenary groups sound very powerful, but in essence, they are teams that lick blood on the edge of a knife and fight for money. What they sell is their lives.

Really calculating, their days are not as good as Violet's. Violet has territory, an underground city that doesn't care about anything. Taxes alone account for most of their daily income, much easier than their purely mercenary team.

This is also the reason why they were invited to attack the Violet Underground City after the light disaster. They wanted to share a piece of territory. Because their reputation was the greatest, they hung their names.

Originally thought they could deter the other party, but failed. People remembered the hatred on them.

And attacking cities and land is completely different from being a mercenary. There is no chance to fight alone at all. These people have strong strength, but they are blocked in the passage. If they show their heads, they are focused on, and they can't exert their strength at all.

"Ever since we encountered that native mourning, our luck started to rot. Could it be that that native mourning brought bad luck to us?" Black Rope tapped her fingers and asked.

"If you are unlucky, you are unlucky. Don't push the responsibility on a skeleton frame. It's not the God of Misfortune," Red-Robed Mage God said.

"Don't argue, continue to tell the news. Some people say that the entire Joseph family has been controlled, and the royal family of the Kyle system seems to have some strange changes, their temperaments have changed greatly." Green-haired continued.

Black Rope was shocked: "Joseph system? Isn't it this fleet outside? Controlled? Controlled by whom? The Grand Speaker? Why didn't you say such important news earlier?"

"Is it important? I receive thousands of various news every day. Who knows if it's true? Of course, I have to verify it before telling you. I don't know if it's true. The Joseph system is strong, who can control them? The Grand Speaker?" Green-haired asked back.

Black Rope pulled her hair irritably. Their mercenary intelligence sources are very messy. Some may be heard by a thief in a secret room, and some may be the murmurs of a drunk mercenary in a small tavern. Some are very outrageous, and some are very accurate. The problem is not knowing which ones are accurate.

The Lord of Omniscience once said: I know all the secrets in the world, but I don't know which one is true.

Of course, Black Rope knew this wasn't said by the Lord of Omniscience. That snake wouldn't say such a funny maxim.

However, whether the high-level of the Joseph system was controlled, she didn't know. What she knew was that the high-level of the Black Rope Mercenary Group was controlled, and she was that high-level.

Just then, the candle-like creature at the tail of the airship cabin suddenly moved, rushing out of the cabin quickly, its movements carrying a panic.

Not long after rushing out, the creature's shouting came in.

"He... what is he shouting?" Red-Robed Mage God stopped tapping his fingers and asked.

"Seems to be shouting... Big move? Run?"

"What does big move mean? Forbidden spell? Or truth of mystery?" Red-Robed Mage God asked.

"Should be an attack that even he thinks is 'big'." Green-haired analyzed.

The three looked at each other and suddenly realized what this represented. They rushed towards the cabin door without hesitation. Even such a creature more powerful than a god thinks the attack is "big", if it touches them, that would be terrible?

Unfortunately, they forgot that there were still restrictions on their bodies. They rushed forward, and were immediately imprisoned in place.

"Save... me... ah... let... us... out..." Black Rope struggled, shouting with difficulty word by word. But before she could finish shouting, a more fierce scream came from outside the airship.

There is no sound in the void, but this scream was like a giant hammer, directly booming into everyone's soul. Their souls seemed to have been punched.

Before they could slow down, from another direction, another more terrifying scream boomed in. This scream seemed further away, but the impact was stronger than the first one. Their souls seemed to have been hit by a bigger fist, dizzy.

However, the next moment, they heard another "Ao—", and their eyes went black. The green-haired one with the weakest spirit even sprayed nosebleed and fainted.