Chapter 107 The Rebel Army in the Black Wind Mountains
Now that he had made a move against Ashley, there was no turning back.
To advance his plans further, he needed to meet King Rex in person.
While Ashley was courting death, the only ones capable of challenging King Rex were Queen Susan and Lisa.
But Alan thought they weren't much of a threat.
Unless someone rebelled!
Like Chancellor Loren and Grand Marshal Zachary.
If they rebelled,, it could be a possibility.
However, after encountering the fragmented laws of the secret tome, Alan no longer limited himself to becoming a god through faith.
He could completely comprehend godhood.
Becoming a god through faith could also condense a divine persona, but it would never be as powerful as comprehending godhood.
Alan pondered for a moment.
He knew relying on the Chancellor and the Grand Marshal to rebel was somewhat unrealistic.
If he had to pledge allegiance this time, it would definitely be to King Rex.
But it was not the right moment yet.
He needed to observe a bit longer.
Ashley probably didn't know how powerful the Codex of Life and Death was, and she likely still hoped the bleeding would stop.
He needed to break Ashley's psychological defenses; only then could he obtain the pre-quest scrolls of the gods' blessings from her.
God of Love, God of Wealth, Gaia—there were three so far, and seven more to go.
Ashley, Lisa, Leona, Queen Susan, King Rex, Chancellor Loren, Grand Marshal Zachary.
That totaled seven.
Besides, Alan himself knew of one and a half strategies.
One was certain, the other uncertain.
Since he decided to observe a bit longer, Alan chose to first complete the one and a half strategies.
At the same time, Alan also needed to plan the use of his game equipment's binding red thread.
For now, the best target for his binding red thread should be Gaia.
However, it was obviously impossible.
Using the binding red thread required a face-to-face meeting and the other party's consent.
Whether Gaia would agree was one thing, but meeting face-to-face was unrealistic.
Leaving Blackwind Stronghold, Alan headed into the depths of the Blackwind Mountains.
From his previous life, he knew there was a group of rebels deep in the Blackwind Mountains.
They were originally the elite forces of Stellaria, engaged in a battle where they were greatly outnumbered, with three thousand of them against twenty thousand elite soldiers.
The result was that they killed eleven thousand enemies and repelled the attack, leaving fewer than three hundred of their own.
They were heroes of Stellaria.
Each one had walked out of hell.
But when they returned to Starcity, they were not met with rewards, only verbal praise.
Even those who died in battle did not receive proper compensation.
The remaining two hundred or so couldn't take it anymore and chose to leave Stellaria, hiding in the Blackwind Mountains and becoming a feared group of rebels.
To be honest, Alan felt some sympathy for them.
After the great cataclysm in his previous life, he had seen too many people betray their country and pledge allegiance to the Alaite Star System for personal gain.
Likewise, he had also witnessed those tough men fight against the Alaite Star System with their flesh and blood, dying without regret.
In this materialistic era, people willing to sacrifice themselves for the greater good were becoming rarer and more precious.
Alan didn't consider himself a good person, but if he had such people under his command, but he deeply respected and would reward such individuals if they were under his command.
Stellaria had indeed gone too far.
And Alan remembered that the strategy guide mentioned their leader had the pre-quest scrolls for the gods' blessings.
To obtain it, no battle was needed, just their approval.
He couldn't remember the leader's name or the specific details of the strategy.
But he felt that with his strength, gaining their approval wouldn't be difficult.
After some thought, Alan decided to return.
His first stop Central City.
Upon arriving,, he first bought a hundred return scrolls, each costing a hundred gold coins, which ordinary players couldn't afford.
But Alan had money; he wasn't short on it.
He then bought some healing potions and recovery potions, as well as some clothes and daily necessities.
Finally, he bought some sumptuous food, especially alcohol.
Alan didn't buy particularly expensive liquor but rather whiskey, which was popular among most commoners.
Those rebels living deep in the Blackwind Mountains probably didn't have a good life.
These items might not earn their approval, but they would at least gain their goodwill.
With goodwill, things would be much easier.
To save time, Alan chose to use the Ice Wings to fly directly.
Flying was actually faster than walking,, and it allowed him to cover direct distances without navigating through the forest.
After walking in the forest for over an hour.
As soon as the Ice Wings' cooldown was over, Alan would fly directly.
Finally, he saw signs of human habitation ahead.
Of course, this was only because of his experience from his previous life.
Anyone else would probably think it was just a normal forest.
This group of rebels—no, this group of righteous warriors!
To gain their approval, he had to stop thinking of them as rebels.
Alan had just set foot here when he clearly felt many eyes on him.
"My name is Ice King, an adventurer. I heard there are heroes in these mountains and came to make their acquaintance."
As he spoke, Alan took out all the good food and drink he had prepared.
Sure enough.
Seeing what Alan had brought out, a tall man in animal skins stepped forward.
"Are you the Ice King who single-handedly killed nine Silver Generals?"
Alan nodded. "That's right."
"You're a real man, killing Stellaria's generals while being in Stellaria. Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm not afraid of death. They helped evil people, so I wouldn't spare them."
"Well said." The man in animal skins nodded. "But you didn't come here today just to bring us good food and drink, did you?"
"No, I want to become stronger, and it's hard to find such opportunities in Stellaria."
"I've heard of your deeds. I believe I can find a way to become stronger from you."
Alan didn't mention the pre-quest scrolls for the gods' blessings.
After all, he didn't know if the other rebels knew their leader had the scrolls.
"Ice King, you are quite frank. I have an archer here with a high-level hidden profession. Just because you killed nine Silver Generals, this hidden profession can be yours."
Alan shook his head. "I have my own desired profession. I want the gods' blessings!"
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