Chapter 1374

Poop!

Poop!

Poop!

With a strong heart beating, darente people with black unknown substances flowing out of every pore feel that they are connected to a life body that is too powerful to be described in words.

However, this life seems to be in a dormant and sleeping state. No matter how you try to wake up, you don't get any response in the end.

However, due to the inherent sensitivity of darente people to energy, they can clearly perceive that this force, which does not belong to any known magic category, is slowly flowing to that powerful life.

"This... What the hell is going on?"

A soldier struggled to get up from the ground and stared at his hands completely wrapped in black material.

There is no doubt that he gave up becoming a higher social status caster because of his lack of talent.

But now, he found that he had another talent, and far more than others around him.

"This is power! The original power that exists in every darente's blood. In the distant era of theocracy, it dispelled barbarism and ignorance and brought us the dawn of the first civilization. It is also it that helped us defeat one enemy after another and become the undisputed ruler of the mother planet. Unfortunately, due to the war with the gods, it is difficult to discuss They think this force is dangerous, so they ban it completely, "a member of the shadow guard selectively explained.

"Forbid?! damn it! Why forbid?" the soldier immediately couldn't help yelling.

Not only him, many members of the expeditionary army who were "forced" to become soldiers began to gnash their teeth to vent their deep dissatisfaction.

After all, whoever destroys the future of others like this will be angry or crazy.

You should know that the caster and non caster are almost a heaven and an earth in Darren's distinct social hierarchy.

Especially the soldiers who always charge in the front line are always cannon fodder for consumption and sacrifice. Every time they launch a war, the casualties are dozens or even hundreds of times that of the caster.

On the contrary, casters can not only enjoy various privileges, but also focus on Protection in battle.

Unless there is a major error in intelligence and judgment, it is impossible for a large number of casters to die in battle.

In fact, within the expeditionary army, the contradiction between the caster and the soldier has become quite acute. Sometimes, the soldier even chose to stay on the suicide mission in order to give the caster time to retreat.

However, under the inertia of strong tradition, most people mistakenly regard this contradiction as a kind of jealousy, a kind of jealousy of non gifted people to gifted people.

But now

An ancient force has broken the original clear class boundaries!

It turns out that magic is not the only power that darentes can obtain. There is another power that can rival or even better.

As philosophers often say, the most terrible thing in the world is never cruel exploitation and oppression, but the source of turbulence called "Hope".

Because hope will break the existing order and make every people who were willing to live at the bottom of society realize that their destiny can be changed.

If the foundation of the pyramid shaped ruling structure is shaken, the collapse of the superstructure will become an inevitable thing.

There is no doubt that in this conspiracy, the shadow guard chose the bottom who have been unfairly treated for a long time, rather than the casters of vested interest groups.

After all, the former has enough reasons and motivation to confront parliament, but the latter has got everything. There is no need to risk destroying a better future to offend the highest authority of the whole civilization.

Even in order to further stir up the nerves of the expeditionary army, the leader of the shadow guard found the black stone slab personally authorized by the speaker from the boy and showed the reputation of pardon in public.

Under this ferocious attack one after another, not to mention a group of guys who have long been dissatisfied and war weary, even an ordinary darente can't help but wonder whether there is really something wrong with the Parliament and can no longer lead the whole civilization forward.

"Compatriots! Comrades in arms! I believe you have seen the hard evidence. This time, the performance of the parliament is really disappointing. We must find ways to restrict and supervise their rights and prevent similar tragedies from happening again." the leader of the shadow guard called out solemnly.

Especially those soldiers who have awakened the shadow power have been taken care of by him.

In his eyes, these people with the same power are their own people in the real sense. Even in order to keep power, there must be fierce friction with Parliament.

As for whether this practice of re popularizing shadow power will awaken the God who has been sleeping for thousands of years, he doesn't care at all.

After all, to some extent, the situation of the shadow guard has been too miserable. Even if they return to the era of theocracy, they will live better than now.

"Yes! The powers of parliament must be limited!"

"They are the real traitors! I support the shadow guard to stand up and supervise the parliament!"

"And the speaker! If he has signed the pardon statement, he must hand over his rights and step down!"

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For a moment, cries of anger and discontent could be heard everywhere over the ruins of the camp.

Appreciating the angry or sad faces, the leader tilted his mouth slightly and showed a proud smile.

He understood that at this stage of the plan, parliament must make corresponding compromises, whether they like it or not.

Unless the speaker is completely crazy and kills the whole expedition on this planet.

Of course, such a probability is negligible.

Even if the speaker is really crazy, the congressmen will join hands to stop his crazy behavior.

The population, especially the professionally trained elite, is very valuable in any civilization.

If all the expeditionary forces die, the parliament will not only face the angry people on the home planet, but also give up countless worlds that have occupied and begun to plunder resources.

"Congratulations, it seems that you have got what you want, haven't you?" the boy looked up and stared at each other's eyes almost filled with ambition and desire.

"Ah! Thank you for your cooperation. Don't worry, I'll give you what you want when those guys in Parliament come back..."