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Chapter 1376 - Chapter 1376 Chapter 937 It Seems That They Are Not Here to

Chapter 1376: Chapter 937: It Seems That They Are Not Here to Chase You Chapter 1376: Chapter 937: It Seems That They Are Not Here to Chase You Just then, silver coin came rushing in on a Mechanical Bipedal Bird, and before even landing, he exclaimed in shock: “Lord, have you really captured the God of the Swift Wind? Are the Gods here so weak?”

The rabbit’s fur immediately stood on end: “Where did this Green Ground Elf come from? You’re the weak one.”

“Green Ground Elf?” Negris was taken aback.

“Yes, Lord Nage, they here are accustomed to calling Goblins ‘Ground Elves’, those of normal height ‘Elves’, and the particularly tall ones ‘High Ground Elves’, which are actually Trolls. It’s really incomprehensible why they would lump Goblins, Elves, and Giant Beasts together.”

After explaining, silver coin quickly asked: “What has he said? Lord, you’re too incredible, I was just racking my brain on how to gather internal intelligence, and in no time at all, you captured the God of the Swift Wind.”

Negris, puzzled, asked: “Is there really a distinction between internal and external intelligence? Isn’t it just a matter of high value and low value?”

Having spent a lot of time with Anthony, he knew a mishmash of things, but he had never heard of anything like internal intelligence.

“I’m not sure about other areas, but there is indeed something like business intelligence, corresponding to different circles. If you’re not familiar with some internal jargon, also known as industry slang or secret terms, I wouldn’t even know where to start when probing for information. Terms like ‘landing’, ‘pain points’, ‘conversion rates’, ’emotional value’, and so on. If you’re not from the circle, you won’t understand, and you’d give yourself away as soon as you ask,” explained silver coin.

Negris and the rabbit exchanged a glance, deciding not to ask further, to avoid giving themselves away.

Previously, they had been asking all sorts of questions, mainly waiting for silver coin to return. As silver coin said, their understanding of this world was minimal, they were outsiders, with no idea of where to even start asking without giving themselves away.

For instance, the recent inquiry about Green Ground Elves already betrayed them, but the God of the Swift Wind didn’t dare guess too boldly, only venturing that they might be from the Divine Light Association and deliberately saying ‘you Divine Light Association’ when the topic arose.

“Since your Divine Light Association withdrew, these Wizards have freed up their hands to conduct a massive cleanup of all religions and Gods, registering those who need to be registered and eradicating those who need to be eradicated, creating complete chaos,” said the God of the Swift Wind.

silver coin asked: “Why do they want to cleanse you? Didn’t you resist?”

The God of the Swift Wind replied with a wry smile: “How would I know why they want to cleanse us? Let alone the others, even a peace-loving God who never courts trouble like myself is to be eradicated, just because I refused to register. How could there be no resistance? There was fierce resistance, several holy wars were fought, but we were not strong enough to prevail.”

silver coin pressed on: “Impossible. They must have some kind of reason, right? At least some lofty excuse? Even if it’s ridiculous, such as you stepping in the door with your left foot first.”

After some thought, the God of the Swift Wind said: “If you want to talk about ridiculousness, indeed there were some absurd statements. When they notified us, they said things like the organizational level of religions is too low, lacking efficiency, that believers are not progressive, always praying for the Divine Spirit’s blessing, that us Gods do not engage in production or invention and innovation, dragging the entire Empire down.”

“Just for that reason, we could not overcome the Divine Light Association. We can’t keep going like this and so on. Isn’t that laughable? If they want to eradicate us, just do it, rather than finding such childish excuses,” the God of the Swift Wind criticized.

The Monarch scoffed: “You can’t defeat them anyway, no excuse is too childish. Even if you just glance at them, they could say ‘what are you looking at’ and destroy you. Who told you to be weaker?”

The God of the Swift Wind nodded despondently, indeed, just like how he was being dangled now, whatever they said goes, and he could only nod in agreement, for he could not overcome these few fellows.

silver coin asked many more questions, ones that Ange and the others wouldn’t care about, such as what the staple food was here, what major holidays there were, what the traffic situation was like, and so on. Though seemingly trivial, silver coin often pondered deeply after the inquiries.

After the questioning, silver coin turned to Ange and said: “Lord, when I was on my way here, I noticed some people from an unknown organization nearby, seeming to be searching for something, and everyone had a monocle on their face…”

As soon as silver coin mentioned the monocle, the God of the Swift Wind suddenly started kicking frantically: “No good, it’s the God Catchers, the God Catchers, they’ve caught up with us, run, run.”

The Monarch immediately became alert: “My Wraith Watchposts have detected no unusual sightings. How far were you when you saw them? Did they notice you when you came over?”

Silver coin nodded: “A few kilometers away, they spotted me. They even asked who I was. I said I was from the Business Federation, and then they didn’t bother me anymore.”

The Monarch asked with confusion: “Can’t they tell you are a projection of the Gods?”

The God of the Swift Wind widened his eyes: Is this Green Ground Elf also a divine projection?

Silver coin replied: “They probably can’t tell. Right now, I am not a projection, but under Soul Contact.”

The God of the Swift Wind was confused again, Soul Contact? But this Green Ground Elf is clearly alive, how can it have Soul Contact with an Undead? Who exactly are these people? How can their abilities be so complex?

“Can’t they tell something is off about you? Or did they not bother you because you claimed to be from the Business Federation? Riding a Mechanical Bird in the dark of night on the road, and they just let you go after one question? That’s just too strange,” Nagri asked curiously.

Silver coin blinked, innocently responding: “Isn’t it normal for merchants to be on the road at night? Besides merchants, who else would be running around in the middle of the night?”

Nagri asked, puzzled: “That’s normal?”

“Of course. When you wake up in the morning and are able to buy food, fruits, and vegetables, isn’t it because merchants have transported them to the marketplace in the middle of the night? It’s very normal for merchants to run around at night,” said Silver coin.

Nagri awkwardly replied: “I’ve never bought vegetables in the morning; I grow my own, always.”

Watching them casually chat as if nothing was happening, the rabbit kicked its feet in a frenzy: “Are you still in the mood to talk about this? Run, run now! If you’re not going to run, let me go, and I’ll run myself. Don’t drag me down.”

Nagri said irritably: “If we let you go now, which direction would you run to?”

“Obviously, this way.” The rabbit stretched out its short arm, pointing in the direction opposite the Royal City: “The God Catchers must have come from inside the city; the farther we get from the city, the better.”

No sooner had the rabbit finished speaking, the Monarch sharply turned to look in the opposite direction of the Royal City and said solemnly: “This way. My Wraiths have detected some humans.”

“Ah!?” The rabbit blushed, but its long fur made it unnoticeable. Is this the direction it was suggesting to flee? Were there already people waiting there?

“Have you already sent out scouts?” asked the rabbit, trying to hide its embarrassment.

Nagri sneered: “Do you think we need your reminder? You’re with the guy with the most battle experience in All Void. If he tells you to run, you run; if he tells you to stop, you stop. He can keep you alive.”

Although it always mocked the Monarch for knowing nothing about this or that, when it came to battle, its confidence in the Monarch was even greater than its confidence in Ange.

Ever since the Monarch had arrived, the Wraith Watchposts were set up on the first day, and ordinary enemies could not possibly approach undetected, so Chaotic Burial Mound was still safe.

Upon hearing that the God Catchers had arrived nearby, the Monarch immediately commanded the watchposts to advance and expand their search radius. It didn’t take long to find some people, but: “These guys don’t seem to be here to capture you.”

As soon as the words were spoken, a light soared into the sky from a distant cliff, hurtling towards the Chaotic Burial Mound.

Immediately, a God Catcher took flight, trying to intercept the light, but the figure within the light burst through mid-air, releasing a shockwave that could be clearly felt by Ange and the others several kilometers away.