Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

"Something for nothing, 100% fusion, 16x boost." Miss Night commanded the world, "--Believe me, once you've tasted the power and influence, you'll never be able to leave me."

Centered on the spot where the two embraced, the boundless white flowers on the ground suddenly changed color, and blood spread rapidly along the petal veins. Large swaths of white flowers were instantly stained into a dazzling crimson, like blood blooming all over the ground, eerie and desolate.

The next moment, the strange space dissipated, and everything returned to the real military camp's torture tent.

Wang Zhiming, who was originally on the verge of death and had a weak breath, suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils turned into strange nested rings, as if they were shining with light.

General He, along with the officers and eunuchs in the tent, all stared in shock at Wang Zhiming's sudden awakening, as if they had seen a savior who had come back from the dead. A nameless fear suddenly arose in their hearts.

Wang Zhiming's cold gaze swept over the crowd before him, and in a hoarse yet infinitely authoritative voice, he slowly murmured:

"On the day I return to the world, all the traitors shall die!"

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and shouted loudly, his voice penetrating the tents and echoing throughout the entire military camp—

"Tanks and guns, come to Mommy!"

Chapter 121: The power of war returns to its former master; the golden palace chains bind the loyal minister.

The Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Konoma.

Freya suddenly frowned deeply, a strong sense of unease rising in her heart.

She clearly sensed that the demonic source of the gun demon fire hidden within her body was rapidly dissipating!

"The power of war... has begun to flow back."

After a whisper, she held the Book of Past Events in her hands, activated the Source Authority, temporarily forgot the flame of the Gun Demon, and cut off the channel through which its power was constantly leaking and dissipating.

After doing all this, she slowly raised her head, her gaze piercing through the distant sky, and a clear guess had already formed in her mind.

…………

The Elf Empire, its capital.

Peng Longteng, who was investigating Tong Chuxue's accomplices, suddenly froze. The power of the Blasphemy Token, which he had been firmly in control of for 70%, was rapidly slipping out of his control. The power of the token was like a rushing river, flowing rapidly into the unknown depths of the void!

Before she could mobilize her own power to block or deal with it, countless dark and cold chains suddenly appeared in the vast void above her head, wrapping around her like living things and binding and imprisoning her body.

The momentum of her power slipping away came to an abrupt halt, and she herself was firmly bound, unable to move.

Peng Longteng was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and bowed deeply in the direction of the Wan Chen Palace of the Imperial Palace: "Thank you for your help, Your Majesty!"

Inside the Wan Chen Palace, Ji Yushen sat high on the dragon throne, her fingertips lightly twirling a black chain extending from the void. She gazed at the turbulent western horizon, her deep eyes concealing a storm, and murmured to herself:

"The power of the demon of war has appeared in the world, and the power is beginning to return to its rightful place... It has finally come."

…………

On the western front, inside the military camp's torture chamber.

"Tanks and guns, come to Mommy!"

At Wang Zhiming's command, General He and the others froze on the spot, stunned by his strange words. Still unsettled, they couldn't help but ask, "Mom?"

Where in the world are there male mothers?

The same thought arose in everyone's mind: Could this person have been tortured and gone insane?

Just as they were about to reprimand each other, an astonishing scene suddenly unfolded before their eyes—

What appeared to be Wang Zhiming's previously empty shoulders, where his arms had been severed, began to grow rapidly. What grew out of them were not flesh and blood limbs, but rather a dense array of grotesque, cold, and overlapping gun barrels and cannon barrels!

"You two reacted quickly enough, forcibly cutting off the flow of the source, allowing me to retrieve only a small portion of the power."

Wang Zhiming muttered to himself, his eyes completely expressionless: "However, it's more than enough to deal with you all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly raised his arms, which were covered with guns and cannons. Countless dark and cold gun barrels were pointed at He Yiwei in front of him!

"demon?!"

General He's expression changed drastically, and he immediately drew his sword, unleashing the full power of its golden blade!

But it was all too late—

Countless cold gun barrels simultaneously erupted in sparks, and a dense rain of bullets, like a tidal wave, instantly tore apart the sacred aura erected around General He. General He didn't even have time to utter a scream before being completely engulfed by the ensuing barrage of bullets; his body shattered instantly, leaving not even ashes behind!

The ropes binding Wang Zhiming snapped on their own, and he slowly stepped down from the rack, the guns and cannons on his shoulders poised to fire at any moment.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's a demon! A high-ranking demon! Quickly inform General Zhang!"

"No, it's not just about rising to power, it could be..."

The remaining eunuchs in the tent, the officers who were loyal to General He, and the civil officials from the faction who had participated in the framing, all turned pale, retreated in fear, and tried to escape to survive.

However, the authority of war has its own domain of concealment, completely isolating the sounds of killing and cannon fire from the entire torture tent. The military camp outside the tent did not notice the abnormality for a long time, and the people inside the tent could not escape. They could only kneel down and beg for their lives.

"Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da...!"

Wang Zhiming, with a cold gaze, manipulated the barrage of guns and cannons, beginning a merciless slaughter!

The cold gunshots, the roar of cannons, and the desperate screams mingled together, and soon there were no survivors in the entire torture tent.

After doing all this, Wang Zhiming stepped out of the dilapidated torture tent and came to the open square in the center of the military camp.

Countless soldiers rushed over upon hearing the news, weapons in hand, their faces filled with surprise and heavy vigilance, their eyes fixed on the man whose shoulders were covered with guns and cannons and whose body exuded a terrifying demonic aura.

Wang Zhiming's gaze calmly swept over the densely packed soldiers below, then he picked up Tong Chuxue's security report and read it aloud clearly, word by word, in front of everyone:

"Minister Tong Chuxue, Vice Commissioner of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, respectfully submits this memorial: In order to speak frankly about the most important matter under heaven, to rectify the way of the emperor and clarify the duties of ministers, and to seek peace and security for all generations..."

The soldiers looked at each other, unsure of what Wang Zhiming meant by this move, but they dared not make any rash moves and all stood frozen in place.

Some people became engrossed in listening, while others took advantage of the chaos to escape. Some raised their guns to stand guard, but most of the soldiers were college students. Tong Chuxue's literary memorial required time to understand, and Wang Zhiming read it quickly, so they were inevitably confused.

After finishing his reading, Wang Zhiming began his speech in a loud voice, which resonated throughout the entire military camp and reached the ears of every soldier.

"Nowadays, treacherous officials hold power in the court, factional infighting is incessant, and the civil service group is rife with infighting, all of which blind the emperor. The emperor is swayed by the selfish desires and slander of those around him, issuing harsh decrees, undertaking massive construction projects, ignoring the suffering of soldiers on the front lines, and disregarding the lives of the common people!"

"Unprovoked wars constantly deplete the nation's strength, and countless brothers die on the battlefield, only to be rewarded with the extravagant enjoyment of the powerful and wealthy in the capital. Loyal and honest officials who speak out against injustice are accused of treason and are wantonly framed and persecuted."

"As military officers, we should be protecting our country and its people, not becoming pawns in the power struggles of the court and needlessly losing our lives! Today, I am willing to purge the court of treacherous officials, eliminate the corrupt and wicked, rectify the court, clarify the truth, rescue the loyal minister Tong Chuxue from suffering, restore peace to the world, and give justice to the soldiers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhiming raised his hand high and suddenly waved it towards the void:

"Give me a gun!"

The sky was filled with swirling clouds, and countless guns, cannons, and tanks of all kinds rained down from the sky, landing densely on the square!

Wang Zhiming's eyes burned with intensity as he shouted loudly—

"Guns in hand, come with me!"

The soldiers on the square looked at each other, their gazes shifting between Wang Zhiming and the mountain of weapons on the ground. Their hearts began to waver and struggle violently. Most of them knew good and evil, but the emperor's authority had long been deeply rooted in their hearts and minds. The idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor and patriotism was like a steel stamp that could not be disobeyed.

But "war mobilization" is inherently part of the authority to wage war.

Without Wang Zhiming's deliberate and proactive efforts, the subtle symbolic influence was enough to subtly change the soldiers' thinking, making them sincerely worship and obey the symbols of war.

The first soldier gritted his teeth, stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the gun from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third... more and more soldiers put aside their worries and fears and stepped forward to pick up the weapons that fell from the sky.

Scattered figures gradually gathered and overlapped, growing from just a few people to dozens or even hundreds, eventually forming a mighty and unstoppable torrent like a snowball rolling downhill!

The army's target was the capital.

Remove the corrupt officials from the emperor's court, execute the treacherous ministers, rectify the court's affairs, and clarify the truth!

…………

"I'm sorry, Master. I acted on my own initiative, causing you to go to jail with me."

In the capital, in the Zhenfu Division prison, Tong Chuxue gently stroked her ring and whispered to Cheng Cheng inside the ring.

"It's alright. Seeing that you have your own ideas and uphold justice to petition for the people, I am very pleased." Cheng Cheng's voice rang in my mind. "You don't need to worry too much. With me here, Ji Yushen can't kill you."

When Cheng Cheng first met Ji Yushen, he was very nervous, fearing that she would see through the ring and discover him through the magical ability of the source material. But he soon realized that the witch's ring was indeed of a high level, and that Ji Yushen had not even discovered him when he used his abilities through the ring. He had been worrying too much.

In that case, unless Ji Yushen personally kills Tong Chuxue, Cheng Cheng can easily take her away.

Unfortunately, this means that the first reward mission of the Witch Trial, "Climb to the top of the empire and stop the war," cannot be completed.

But... this is fine.

Every person in this world is a living being, and every person has their own thoughts and free will. Tong Chuxue is also his disciple, so Cheng Cheng will not interfere with the correct decision she has made.

Otherwise, it would be too "arrogant".

"Can I survive..." Tong Chuxue lowered her eyes. "I've never thought about this before."

Just then, she heard several people walking lightly towards her, followed by the sound of the cell door opening and a footstep entering.

Tong Chuxue opened her eyes and saw a eunuch in a bright red robe standing in front of the prison gate.

"I am the chief eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, here to bring the Assistant Commissioner of Tong to see His Majesty. The Emperor intends to personally interrogate you." The eunuch said in an official manner, "After so many days, Her Majesty's anger has subsided. She has read your memorial again and again, and said that you are indeed a good official... These are His Majesty's exact words."

Upon hearing this, Tong Chuxue couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"But His Majesty has said that you are determined to remonstrate with your life, but she is by no means a foolish ruler." The supervising eunuch changed the subject and continued, "His Majesty intends to refute and clarify the extreme and inappropriate remarks in your memorial in front of you, one by one. When you enter the palace to meet the Emperor later, you must know what to say and what not to say.

Tong Chuxue closed her eyes and did not answer.

Seeing this, the supervising eunuch was also a little angry. He paced back and forth in front of the prison door, then suddenly stopped and lowered his voice: "The memorial you submitted has already touched the very foundation of my Elf Empire. Do you understand what I'm saying? I won't go into the big picture, but just in the palace, and in the Zhenfu Division, many people have been implicated because of you!"

"None of your former subordinates from when you were in the Embroidered Uniform Guard escaped; even Jianqi Jue Amitabha, who spoke a few words in your defense, was neglected by the Emperor." The supervising eunuch gritted his teeth. "More importantly, your classmate in the army named Wang Zhiming has rebelled!"

"What? Wang Zhiming has rebelled?" Tong Chuxue exclaimed in surprise. "How dare he?"

In Tong Chuxue's eyes, Wang Zhiming was just a Jiahao who liked conspiracy theories. He had the ability to show off, but not much ability to actually do things. How could such a person dare to rebel?

"Such a momentous event, how dare I fabricate and spread rumors!" the Grand Eunuch said in a low, solemn voice. "When Wang Zhiming raised his army, he directly used your name! I'm kindly reminding you that you must completely distance yourself from this matter, otherwise countless people throughout the empire will lose their lives because of you!"

He added, "If you can't care about your own family's life or death, you can't ignore the lives of others, can you? Don't you want to save them?"

Tong Chuxue: "How can I save them?"

"That's exactly what I was saying." A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the supervising eunuch, and he quickly said, "When you meet His Majesty later, you only need to bow your head and admit your mistake, and all the troubles will be resolved."

"I've already thought of how you should admit your mistake. You just need to frankly admit that you haven't studied the classics of the sages thoroughly enough, which is why you wrote these extreme and reckless words. Then, you can take the initiative to write a letter to apologize. After you apologize, His Majesty will not only not punish you, but will also show you special leniency by transferring you to the Hanlin Academy."

"Nominally, you're being sent to the Hanlin Academy to immerse yourself in the study of sages and saints. In reality, His Majesty intends to cultivate you, planning to have you undertake the important tasks related to compiling classics and taking on the role of 'Priestess'!"

Upon hearing this, Tong Chuxue was suddenly startled.

The important task of passing on the "Priestess" title had been discussed and mentioned many times in the cabinet and the court, and she could not possibly be unaware of its significance—His Majesty's arrangement was undoubtedly a great favor and high regard.