Dolu Divis, west of the city, coffin shop.

The explosion of magic, the clash of weapons, and the sounds of crying and cursing continued to come from outside the door. It was obvious that the outside was not peaceful. Compared with the noisy external environment, the coffin shop seemed particularly quiet. Several people in the house were calm.

, as if not disturbed by the noise at all.

"It seems that your Majesty's plan was successful." Oskel was liberated from the human body and floated in the air with a very charming smile. He bowed to Perls elegantly and impeccably: "Then, I will take the first step.

I’m going to Astante, please send my regards to His Majesty on my behalf.”

"I wish you a safe journey." Pers smiled back and watched the other party leave.

"What should we do next?" Sam Montgomery hurriedly came up to the side and asked. His eyes were sparkling, and his smile was filled with unintentional excitement and excitement.

"I can feel the breath of the Son of God, which is the smell that can only be found in the most despicable blood filled with the most original sin. Let's go out first and talk about it." Perls said. Six clergymen of the Twilight Cult opened the door for him, and then

Following them. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a few skeletons crawling up in the cemetery. These were without coffins and had been hastily buried; while those with coffins were trapped underground and could not escape for a while. Therefore, in the cemetery

The sound of a cat's claws scratching the wall was heard louder and louder, clearly audible.

When Sam walked out of the coffin shop with the child (and the child with the puppy), he was startled by the fight. He immediately hid behind Perls: "They won't hurt me, right?"

"Of course not. You are a semi-dead creature and one of our own. According to the nature of the undead creatures, they will not do the following." Pers said. When the undead creatures saw this group of people, they all knelt on the road.

side to show respect.

Sam then relaxed, laughed, and became calm and comfortable again. His voice became much louder, as if he was the only one allowed to speak the loudest: "Great, I like this kind of nature! The lower-ranking person should obey the orders of the upper-ranking person.

Since then, a high-ranking person like me - but, of course, I really hope to meet His Majesty and be loyal to him. I heard that he is an adventurer? It is unbelievable that ordinary adventurers will never be born with a desire for someone.

The crazy idea of ​​a sovereign nation declaring war. Ah, it’s great to be an undead creature. I can speak freely about things that I normally wouldn’t dare to say.”

"He is a person born with an exception, so he can do any crazy things. He is scary, ruthless, and unscrupulous, but he is the person closest to a god in my eyes." Perls couldn't help but smile slightly when he said this.

With a smile, he pointed into the distance: "You have initially mastered the communication of soul wavelengths, right? Use your soul to feel the soul of the Son of God, and you can find him according to the wavelength."

"Let me try." Sam's smile suddenly stiffened. His face turned blue, making his smile ugly: "It's so scary, the range of this soul force field... No wonder he can become the emperor of the immortals! Well, Pers

, where are you going? Why don’t you come with me to see His Majesty?!”

"I'm going to find someone. I'll ask four guards to send you there. At present, it seems that His Majesty has not completely mastered this city, so don't."

Perls took two clergymen and walked around casually. What he saw was that people were in chaos. Some people were desperate, some were angry, some were sad, and some were crazy. In the midst of death,

In the shadows, it is difficult for human beings to maintain their sanity; in the entire noisy street, only the three Perls appear to be particularly different, because they have neither joy nor sorrow. Therefore, everyone involuntarily turns their attention to Perls.

Looking at the pair of eyes full of pain, Perls couldn't help but sigh. He stood in the middle of the street, holding the bronze scripture in his right hand, raised his left hand, and shouted: "You lost people! I was sent by the God of Souls.

Messenger, I can save you! Those who believe in my Lord will be safe!"

The Dusk Monk behind him whispered: "Your Excellency is so smart, using this opportunity to recruit believers!" The Dusk Swordsman also nodded, indicating that he agreed with the Dusk Monk's view.

A mother holding her child knelt down in tears and reached out to pull Perls' robe: "Sir! I can see that you are a very powerful person. Please save my child! I am willing to believe in the God of Souls!"

Please!”

Others also gathered around Perls, making various requests (but generally speaking, they all wanted to live). They were both afraid and hopeful. Perls put his hand on his hand compassionately.

On their chests, their souls were turned into flames, so that their souls and bodies were no longer closely connected. The reborn people hugged each other and cried, not caring that the other person was a stranger.

"Sir, there are so many people. I'm afraid you won't be able to transform them one by one." Monk Dusk on the side said, "Son of God will massacre the city after he captures it. Your transformation speed cannot keep up with his killing speed. Otherwise, forget it.

?”

As soon as they heard this, those who had not yet been transformed panicked, crying and reaching out to catch Perls, as if they were crazy. The two clergymen were both elites, but with their ability, they could hardly block him.

These life professionals couldn't help but had a few bloody marks on their faces. Perls shouted, shocking the rash crowd: "Stop! People who have been transformed, you lead, protect the believers in need of rescue, and follow

Behind me. I guarantee that everyone who believes in my Lord will live! Go now, spread the doctrine, and spread the light!"

Strange to say, people actually believed his words, gradually lined up and followed him quietly. Perhaps human beings have the urge to grab life-saving straws at the last moment, even if they know that it is an unrealistic fantasy.

In this way, Perls was finally able to get rid of the entanglement of the believers and continue to move forward. Wherever he went, large numbers of people joined the team and followed him.

Then he stopped. People who didn't know why also stopped.

Perls saw a male corpse lying on the street. The man had a square face. Although he was wearing shabby clothes, he could still tell that he was Viscount Karl. His death was extremely miserable, with protruding eyes and black lips.

There were traces of dried foam on his lips, and it seemed that he died of poisoning. Perls approached Karl without saying a word.

"Should we resurrect him?" Dusk Monk asked.

Pers shook his head: "No. Burn him." After that, he continued to move forward with heavy steps.

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Looking down from the wall, we can see that sludge and puddles are beginning to accumulate on the ground, plants are growing unbridled, and everything is slowly transforming into a corpse wetland. It is conceivable that this large territory will once again have many wandering ghouls.

.Looking at the wilderness full of twisted greenery, Qingyi let out a sigh of relief.

It is good to occupy a country, but this is just the beginning. There are still many, many things left to do. Qingyi is so busy that he doesn’t even have much time to show off. The top priority is, of course, to capture Orquila.

All the original creatures were slaughtered. The undead creatures and living creatures basically had nothing to say, and Qingyi did not intend to take hostages or anything, so massacring the city was the only option. This work was left to low-level undead creatures.

, supervised by Frankie.

Qingyi believed in Frankie's ability to do things, so when Frankie ran up the wall, Qingyi was a little surprised: "What?"

"Master, I met a group of people in prison who wanted to see you by name." Frankie lowered his head.

"Can you understand what they are saying?" Qingyi recalled the system announcement when he conquered the country: "Yes, the system only prohibits voice communication between living adventurers and undead adventurers, but you are not among them. What did they say?

?”

"They said they were nobles, how could they die in vain? They were willing to use all their money and servants to buy their freedom."

Qingyi smiled, a smile that could make all human beings shiver. His voice was like a sudden northwest wind, so cold that one's bones would shrink into a ball: "Are their brains burned out? I don't care whether they are nobles or nobles.

Civilians don't care whether they are good or bad people. Those identities and statuses are completely useless to me. They will all die."

He laughed loudly and turned to look at his subordinates who were walking up the wall: "Pers, did you see it?! There is at least one thing in this world that can make everyone equal, and that is death! Even if the king and the beggar die,

Buried in the soil and rotting away, no one can be an exception!!!"

Pers smiled lightly and walked up to Qingyi: "You are right, Your Majesty."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and my appearance hasn't changed much. I heard that you want to convert all humans into followers of the Twilight Sect?" Qingyi stopped laughing and asked.

Although the voice of the Son of God was not serious, Pers's face changed and he immediately responded: "That's true. I will personally perform a transformation ceremony for those people and turn them into half-dead creatures."

"It doesn't matter, half-dead creatures and undead creatures are of the same family. Speaking of which, I'm worried that the Twilight Cult doesn't have enough manpower. It would be nice to have more. You can transform as much as you like, but if there are people who desperately resist, I won't

Be soft-handed."

"Thank you for your tolerance, Lord Son of God." Perls bowed his head, very respectfully. He remembered something and said again: "Your Majesty, have you met Sam Montgomery?"

"Ah, yes. I just signed a soul contract with him. Before you came, I appointed him to be the manager of the Corpse Wetland. He will control the cities controlled by various adventurers. By the way, I plan to control the cities in the wetland.

The city is given to adventurers——"

"How can you give him a heavy responsibility?! He is a despicable, dirty, ambitious person, and he has no credibility at all!" Perls interrupted Qingyi for the first time. His face was sullen, and the straightness between his eyebrows was about to come out.

: "I hate betrayers, and he betrayed his motherland without hesitation!"

Qingyi shook his head: "Sam is indeed as disgusting as you said. From my own perspective, I hate him, but from the country's perspective, I need him."

"But he didn't make any great contributions. He just saw that there was an advantage to be taken, and that's why he chose to join us! In fact, the chaos in Orquila this time was all due to Oscol. You don't

It would be very merciful to kill Sam, how can you let him take charge of the Corpse Swamp?!"

"Listen to me first, Pers." Qingyi laughed and signaled the other party to calm down: "I'll tell you a story. In ancient times, there was a king who liked horses that covered thousands of miles. He found out that there was a divine horse somewhere.

He spent a lot of money to buy a thousand-mile horse, but unexpectedly he bought a pile of horse bones. The king was very angry and shouted, "What I want to buy is a living thousand-mile horse, not a dead horse." Then the person who bought the horse replied: "Your Majesty,

If you spend a lot of money just for a dead horse, why don't you worry that no one will sell you a live horse?" After hearing this, the king came to his senses and rewarded the horse buyer. After that, people from all over the country presented him with thousand-mile horses."

Pers listened thoughtfully.

Qingyi continued to explain: "My goal is not just for Orgueira. I want to conquer more countries. In the process, we will definitely encounter more resistance, and Sam Montgomery is the lubrication for tense relations.

Agent. The higher the position I give Sam, the better the treatment, and the greater the power, then more and more people in various countries will imitate Sam. Once someone betrays his motherland, then this country is not far from destruction.

.”

"I can understand your approach, but... since Sam can betray Orquila, he will definitely betray the Twilight Empire in the future, right?! He has no loyalty to you!" Pers sighed, worried.

extremely.

Qingyi shrugged: "Is there any eternal relationship in the world? No matter family, lover or friend, there is always the possibility of betraying you. Not to mention others, you may also betray me. Once I lose my identity as 'Son of God'

, you will definitely fall out."

Pers's eyes widened, but before he could refute, Qingyi smiled again: "I thought this was a dead end before, so I was disheartened: I can't find anyone who will never betray, so what else can I do?

Security? But it’s not like this. Relationships are not maintained by one person’s efforts, but by both parties. When you are loyal to others and allow others to continue to profit, others will not betray you. Haha, this

The explanation is very utilitarian, but it is very consistent with the essence of things. The so-called 'goodness' is the only way to maintain a good relationship, and this is what I urgently need to learn."

Just as he was talking, Qingyi suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

It was a monster about four meters high and six meters long, and its whole body was ashen white. It was on all fours, like a wild beast; but its skin was exposed to the air, it was not covered with any body hair, and it had no tail, so

I don’t know what kind of animal it is; it moves very slowly, but every step can make a deep paw print on the ground, and make the earth shiver. Pieces of haze disperse behind it, as if it is unknown.

The colony. It came towards the city wall slowly and persistently, its two glowing red eyes like two evil stars.

Hearing a wild roar, Franji, who was squatting aside, fired an arrow from the wall, cutting a bloody mark in the air! Qingyi only had time to shout: "Don't go! That's a super-level monster!!"
Chapter completed!