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Chapter 133 You're probably not an evil god!
"It's my turn."

With a casual wave of his hand, Du Mu summoned several steel robots that instantly appeared beside him.

These are all steel soldiers that Hank improved and created based on whipline armor technology. Their combat power is almost the same as the steel soldier legion that Ivan Vanko used to deal with Tony.

"Deal with them."

At Du Mu's command, the electronic eyes of the steel soldiers lit up red, instantly locking onto the surrounding guards.

Da da da da da—!
Without the slightest hesitation, the steel soldier raised its two mechanical arms, and the weapon systems on the arms spat out deadly tongues of fire, pouring them down on the guards!

Several goalkeepers were instantly riddled with bullets, collapsing to the ground without a sound, their bodies packed with iron.

"Fire! Fire!"

The guard captain, his eyes bloodshot, roared at the top of his lungs and fired wildly with his automatic rifle.

But when bullets hit the cold, hard shell of the steel soldier, they only produce a series of fleeting sparks and make a clanging sound. Apart from leaving a few shallow white scratches, they cannot cause any substantial damage.

How the hell are we supposed to fight like this?!

Witnessing this despairing scene, the guards' spirits shattered instantly.

But the steel soldiers didn't care about any of that; all they wanted was to shatter their bodies into dust and continue to relentlessly unleash their firepower on the guards.

The battle became one-sided.

The steel soldiers swept away the guards with overwhelming force, leaving them completely powerless against them.

Even if they find cover and hide, the steel soldiers can still accurately pinpoint their location and then launch a miniature missile, blowing them and their cover into the air.

Although these Iron Soldiers are far inferior to the original Iron Man armor and were wiped out like soldiers when facing Tony, using them to deal with this armed force composed of ordinary people is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut—no, it's like using a Gundam to kill a chicken!

The gunfire stopped in no time.

When the members of the Liberators arrived at the courtyard, they found it in complete disarray, with the bodies of the guards lying scattered on the ground and the air thick with the mixed smell of gunpowder and blood.

Du Mu stood right in the center of it all, with several steel soldiers standing beside him, like a pack of loyal hunting dogs silently guarding their master, their cold metal shells covered with bullet holes and gunpowder smoke.

The liberators couldn't help but swallow hard.

How long has it been? The battle is over so quickly!

However, no one questioned the sudden appearance of the steel soldiers.

Since even the gods are using advanced technology, it's not surprising that they have a few robot guards. Maybe cyberpunk is all the rage in the heavens right now, and even the angels are wearing glowing steel wings.

Du Mu pointed to the brightly lit manor house and said, "Those nobles and their men are hiding inside. The rest is up to you. For Sokovia!"

"For Sokovia!"

"For Sokovia!"

"For Sokovia!"

Amidst deafening shouts, the liberators, clad in cutting-edge technology gear, stormed into the manor without hesitation.

Soon, a fierce exchange of fire erupted inside the residence.

The commotion Du Mu had just caused in the courtyard was so great that the remaining armed forces inside had already been alerted and prepared, launching a fierce attack the moment the liberators stormed in.

But this was to no avail; in the face of overwhelming equipment superiority, any resistance was futile.

All attacks were absorbed by the energy shields on the liberators, but their energy guns, with a single shot, could blast a large hole in both the enemy and the wall behind them.

The liberators didn't need any tactics; they would open fire on sight, too lazy to even dodge bullets, and simply push their way through, like a group of tech warriors equipped with DMA, without any pretense.

The nobleman's men were beaten so badly they cried out in pain, their hearts pounding with fury.

Where did these future warriors come from?!
Within minutes, the gunfire inside the house became sporadic and eventually fell completely silent.

Then, the long-haired man grabbed a pot-bellied bald man and threw him in front of Du Mu.

This man was the owner of the manor, a nobleman with the title of viscount. He was used to throwing his weight around and had never seen anything like this before. He lay on the ground, trembling like a leaf.

"Let me go, let me go! I can give you money, lots of money!"

The viscount cried his heart out and even blew a nasal bubble.

Du Mu took a step back in disgust: "Don't be silly, even if I kill you, your money will still be mine."

Upon hearing this, the viscount's eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.

"This person has such poor mental fortitude."

Du Mu shook his head speechlessly and said to the long-haired man, "Take him down for interrogation, extract all the property you can from him, and then send him down to meet Satan."

The threshold for going to heaven to see God is too high. With this nobleman's resume, he probably wouldn't even be able to fill out the application form.

"understand!"

The long-haired man nodded without asking why.

After this battle, he is now completely convinced that Du Mu can lead them to liberate Sokovia and bring peace to Sokovia.

Previously, these nobles were like a thick haze hanging over Sokovia, looming high above everyone's heads. Let alone resisting them, it was as difficult as climbing to heaven for ordinary people to even see them.

But faced with Du Mu's methods, these once-great figures were so easily defeated, and in the blink of an eye, they were brought down to earth, forced to kneel in front of him in a sorry state, crying and begging for mercy.

Now that God Doom has arrived, Sokovia will have sunny skies again!

At this moment, in the long-haired man's heart, Du Mu was the true god who came to save Sokovia!
What God says is naturally true.

This wasn't just the long-haired man's opinion.

All the liberators present stared intently at Du Mu, their eyes filled with fervor and devotion.

It's unclear who started it, but low shouts began to rise from the crowd, quickly becoming unified and eventually merging into a powerful, resounding roar.

"Doom God!"

"Doom God!"

"Doom God!"

Du Mu was a low-key person and never liked to be high-profile.

But given everyone's enthusiasm, he couldn't bear to dampen their spirits. He let them shout for a few minutes until their throats were practically hoarse before slowly raising his hand and gently pressing down.

The scene fell silent instantly, and all eyes were on him.

Du Mu’s voice was clear and powerful: “This is just the beginning. What we pulled out tonight is just one of the many parasites crawling on Sokovia. On this land, there are countless other parasites like this gnawing at Sokovia and sucking the blood and sweat of the people!”

"To completely eradicate these scourges, we need more allies, and every Sokovian who has had enough of oppression needs to stand up!"

"Starting tomorrow, we will spread the message of liberation to every village and every street, so that those who are still suffering will know that we are not the only ones who have taken up arms, but millions of awakened Sokovia people!"

"Fight for Sokovia!"

Du Mu raised his right arm and used the lowest brightness illumination magic, and holy white light burst forth from his hand!
The liberators were excited and shouted loudly!

"Fight for Sokovia!"

"Fight for Sokovia!"

Days later, explosive news spread like wildfire throughout Sokovia.

Recently, an organization called the Liberators has emerged in Sokovia, using the slogan of liberating Sokovia to launch attacks on the nobles who have been causing trouble in Sokovia.

What's even more shocking is that the Liberator organization is ridiculously powerful; even the private armies of nobles are no match for them. Some say that the members of the Liberator organization are future warriors, possessing many cutting-edge technological devices that are several levels more advanced than the equipment used by the US military.

Witnesses also swore they saw Terminators, wizards, and superpowered individuals inside.
Even more outrageous is that the leader of the Liberator organization is actually a living god!
He was called God Doom by the liberators!
In short, the rumors are getting more and more outrageous!

When the news reached the ears of ordinary people, the entire lower class of Sokovia was in an uproar.

They had long suffered under the rule of the nobility, and now that someone had finally stood up to deal with these bastards, it was truly gratifying!

At the same time, a seed of resistance was quietly planted in their hearts, waiting to take root and sprout.

In stark contrast, there was an unprecedented panic within the Sokovia aristocratic circles.

Their information network was far more advanced than that of ordinary people, and it was precisely because they knew these rumors were true that they were so terrified that they could neither eat nor sleep.

In the past few days, many noble territories have been attacked by the liberators, leaving corpses strewn everywhere. The noble who was the culprit was hung from a street lamp with a note listing all his crimes pasted on his chest.

The title of liberator was, to the nobles, the greatest irony.

In addition, these people often chose to act in the dead of night, appearing and disappearing mysteriously. Over time, the nobles, who both hated and feared them, gave the liberators a new nickname.

Night Raid Organization!

Some timid nobles have already begun to secretly sell their property, preparing to go abroad and live the life of wealthy men.

As a result, before these nobles could even realize their plans, they would be hung on the most conspicuous street lamp in front of their own homes, and their sold-off property would vanish without a trace.

All of this demonstrates that the Liberators possess an incredibly powerful intelligence network, fully aware of all their operations.

Now, the nobles of Sokovia have completely given up any thought of fleeing.

Now they are all like frightened birds, with all the manors tightly closed and the number of guards increased several times over. They don't even dare to do their favorite evening exercise, for fear of suddenly finding dozens of people watching them halfway through.

In this state of panic and uncertainty, the nobles united and put tremendous pressure on the Sokovian government, demanding that troops be sent immediately to wipe out that damned liberator organization!
This news quickly reached Du Mu's ears through the all-pervasive Hydra intelligence network.

"Zemo, what do you think?"

Du Mu turned his gaze to a man with elegant manners beside him.

[NPC: Helmut Zemo]

Codename: Baron Zemo

【Favourability: 40】

[Comment: After returning home, my family was gone, my home was gone, my country was gone. The mastermind behind the Avengers Civil War, I want the world to be free of superpowered beings.]

This Zemo is a hereditary nobleman of Sokovia and a former colonel in Sokovia's elite commando unit. He has a very powerful background in Sokovia.

Therefore, just a few days ago, Du Mu led the liberators to Zemo's territory.

Little did they know that Zemo had been waiting there for quite some time.

The moment he saw them, he sneered and then immediately knelt down!

This unexpected kneeling completely captivated Du Mu, leaving him frozen in place.

Taking this opportunity, Zemo shouted rapidly, "Great God Doom! Please let me join the Liberator! I am willing to donate my family's assets and use all the power of my family to liberate Sokovia with you and fight for Sokovia!"

Zemo was clearly well-prepared; he had even found out Du Mu's title and the slogan of the Liberator organization.

He continued, "Most of my family's businesses are overseas, and neither I nor my family have ever oppressed the civilians of Sokovia."

"Moreover, my father is a well-known philanthropist who donated huge sums of money to the development of Sokovia, and my wife is a teacher in a local school who has nurtured countless children in Sokovia. All of this is verifiable!"

With all these buffs stacked up, Du Mu was too embarrassed to even lift a finger.

His right hand, which was originally about to unleash the magic sword, casually rested on Zemo's shoulder.

"Ahem, since you're so sincere, I might as well give you a chance. Skorch is away, so you can be my adjutant from now on."

"Thank you for your trust! Great God Doom!"

Zemo was so excited that he bowed deeply. It took Du Mu a full half minute to react before he helped him up from the ground, saying that our organization doesn't do this kind of empty talk.

The long-haired man was moved to tears by the scene.

Clearly, I was here first.
And so, Zemo became Du Mu's adjutant, and these days he has been by Du Mu's side offering advice and strategies.

As expected of the ruthless person who was rated by the system as the one who planned the Avengers Civil War, he is adept at plotting and scheming. Most of the actions during this period were planned by him, including the special attack on nobles who wanted to flee.

Those who didn't know better would think he had some deep-seated grudge against these nobles, and that he was working harder than anyone else.

Du Mu was very satisfied with this and was not afraid that Zemo would betray him.

Firstly, he can see Zemo's favorability rating at any time, and if it's negative, he can just kill the other person. In his eyes, Zemo is just a weakling, and his combat power is far inferior to Matt the lawyer.

Secondly, Zemo is a man who cares a lot about his family, which is why he surrendered decisively in order to protect his family. As long as his family is still under Du Mu's control, he will never have any wicked thoughts.

Moreover, Zemo was a smart man. He knew better than anyone the strength of the Liberators and understood that Du Mu, their leader, was unfathomable and could not be dealt with by a small country like Sokovia. That's why he knelt down on the spot.

Zemo didn't care at all what fate awaited the Sokovian nobles and government.

Although he was a patriot, he loved the land and its people, not the current rulers.

Zemo smiled and said, "God Doom, although the Sokovia government is weak and incompetent, I know their strengths and weaknesses. If they really gather their troops to carry out a cleanup, even if they can't do anything to you, they will definitely cause a lot of trouble for our small teams scattered in various places. We have to find a way to distract them."

Du Mu nodded, agreeing that what he said made sense.

As the organization gained fame, the Liberators expanded from the initial dozens to hundreds of people.

It would be a waste of resources for so many people to act together, so Du Mu divided them into several small teams, each led by an Iron Soldier, and they were scattered in various cities of Sokovia to attack noble territories.

If the government forces really launch a large-scale crackdown, Du Mu himself is certainly not afraid, but it's hard to say about the other squads.

While those alien technological creations are powerful, they are not invincible. If they were to encounter the full firepower of a modern army, they would inevitably suffer damage.

"What are your thoughts?" Du Mu asked.

Zemo smiled confidently: "It's simple. We just need to create a bigger problem for them so they won't have time to deal with us. I suggest we start with the highest-ranking members of the royal family."

His meaning was clear: cut off the ones standing the highest, and preferably the one wearing the royal robes as well. Without the leader, Sokovia's army would be unable to move.

Du Mu shook his head: "No."

Zemo was taken aback and asked doubtfully, "Great God Doom, please forgive my insolence, but with your abilities, dealing with those royal families should be a piece of cake."

Du Mu said in a deep voice, "That's right, I can easily trample them under my feet, but such a revolution is essentially a form of charity. This should not be my war alone, but a common struggle of millions of Sokovia people."

“Since the founding of this country, the common people have suffered oppression for generations. I cannot deprive them of their right to seek justice with their own hands. What I need to do is to ignite the flame in everyone’s heart and lead everyone to pull those nobles down from their pedestals.”

"I want every Sokovian to witness firsthand that it was their resistance that sent the nobles to the guillotine, that they regained their fighting spirit and morale, and that they earned the dignity of being human."

"Before reshaping the nation, the most important thing is to reshape the hearts and minds of its people!"

Hearing these words, Zemo was somewhat shocked. He had never expected that Du Mu would have such great thoughts.

Could it be that he really is the true god who came to save Sokovia?!

Although Zemo submitted to Dumu, he was more rational than the other Sokovians and did not believe in gods, or even if there were gods, they were aliens like Thor.

But now, he has no choice but to believe it!
Zemo lowered his head, his tone becoming more respectful: "My thinking has been too narrow. May I ask what you intend to do?"

Du Mu smiled slightly: "It's very simple. I'll give you a large batch of weapons. You find a way to distribute these weapons to the streets and alleys of various cities in Sokovia. From today onwards, everyone in Sokovia will be equal!"

Zemo: Σ(д|||)
Are you perhaps some kind of evil god?

(End of this chapter)