Chapter 1748

"Robertspierre, our insistence is meaningless. The people are dying and the soldiers are sacrificing, but no one cares about us." In the ruins of old Paris, revolutionaries who had been living in the ruins complained to the former boss of bock: "those extraordinary people still ignore us, those monsters in the shadow are hunting us, no one cares about us, our revolution has failed."

"You're right. Our revolution has failed, and the challenge of ordinary people to the authority of the transcendent has completely failed." Robespierre reached out and touched the bandage on his forehead, which was left by a bounty hunter in the temple of wealth: "because our revolutionary group is pure, how many of us are extraordinary now? What reason can we object to the fact that these supernatural beings enjoy almost everything we can provide, even our own teams? "

"Mr. Robespierre, but we need the extraordinary to fight now. The non transcendental fighters are not able to resist the supernatural of the old forces." The Revolutionary Army soldier standing in front of Robespierre was originally the son of a shoemaker. If there were not so many changes, he should have inherited his father's career and become another shoemaker. He would have served the powerful with his craft and earned a paltry reward.

Although Rober's son, who was able to carry a gun in the past, has not been able to light a gun in the past, but he has not been able to light a gun in the past Pool.

He can also affect the burning efficiency of gunpowder to a certain extent, and increase the range and power of weapons. Everything that has been maintained by him will achieve perfection. The opponent has even shown the ability to slightly trim the trajectory of the projectile in recent battles.

Robespierre had never seen such a transcendent before, but among the revolutionaries, such a transcendent was gradually coming into being.

Since the whole of Greater Paris was attacked by a chaotic erosion event, the survivors of the ruins seem particularly vulnerable to transcendence.

Paris is located in the center of the whole old continent and the capital of Gaul empire. Although the Gaul Empire has been divided into two parts, they obviously do not want to see the former site of Paris become a chaotic occupied area.

Here, Robespierre saw angels come down from the sky, rain light, purify those evil spirits that climb out of the chaos, and see a large number of extraordinary people enter the ruins and excavate the buried wealth.

No one cares about the revolutionaries who ignited the whole of Paris that night. In the eyes of the church and other authorities, the revolutionary organization led by Robespierre is basically equivalent to the worshippers of chaos.

In fact, Robespierre did not know how many chaotic worshippers, under the guise of the revolutionary army, arranged sacrificial ceremonies throughout the city on the night of the destruction of Paris, resulting in the death of hundreds of thousands of innocent people.

This was not his original intention, but when the tide came, Robespierre realized how small he was. He had hoped that he would do as great a cause as Marx, but the reality always gave him the most cruel blow.

Even the revolutionary army, which was formed by itself, is now facing division.

"The Musketeers want to leave the ruins. We will take all the civilians who want to leave and make sure that they will not be discriminated against in the upper Gaul empire." The shoemaker's son said to Robespierre, "Mr. Robespierre, the revolution has failed, but we are still alive, and we must live. As long as we exist, there will still be opportunities."

"No, there's no chance. You're just like any other extraordinary person who chooses to defend your inherent interests." Robespierre shook his head. "You are still alive, but you will never represent the interests of all the non extraordinary. Go ahead, take as many survivors as you can and protect them, but next time we meet, we will be enemies."

"I don't know what you're still sticking to, but there's nothing here but ruins and death." The shoemaker's son took a final look at Robespierre: "we'll leave at dawn, and perhaps everyone will leave except you."

"I can be alone and think about where the problem is." Robespierre closed his eyes and did not want to look at each other again: "leave now, leave now."

At this moment, the shell that belonged to Robespierre seemed to have disappeared, and it was still the old world born, far south street gangster boss, pork.

What he saw in his mind was the first time he was involved in the chaotic erosion event by the group of SELIS. He remembered the scar left to Antony harbor after the disaster. However, with Marx's efforts, the city finally came back to life.

And now?

Boss bock looked around the ruins of great Paris. Under the night, the phosphorous fire came out from the cracks of the buildings, as if he were sacrificing for the city.

Marx once said that chaos is unfathomable and hidden in everyone's heart. So what he has done to this city is also arranged by chaos?Boss pork gave a cry of pain to the silent night, as if to vent something, but he immediately covered his mouth, as if afraid that the revolutionaries who had trusted him would hear it, which would damage his image in their hearts.

Unlike Marx's selflessness, the only reason why boss Burke completed all this was that he hoped to achieve a great event and become a person to be remembered.

In the dark, a hooded shadow appeared on the beam above boss pork's head and looked down at him.

The shadow watched all kinds of behaviors of boss pork silently, and fell on the ground quietly, walking on the ground as if there was no weight, approaching step by step, and finally stood behind the other party.

"Maximilian Francois bock isido de Robespierre, hundreds of thousands of people in Paris have died of you, and I am here to sentence you to death." The shadow takes off his hood: "this is a greeting from the assassin brotherhood."

The next second, Robespierre, who is still a mortal rather than a supernatural, will not behead the assassin behind him cleanly.

However, to their surprise, the head who landed on the ground turned around a few times and blinked. Robespierre looked at the assassin with a self mocking smile: "I see..." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!