Victor was not familiar with the underground industrial area, but he had the same purpose as Eredin, which was to return to the surface, so he kept following her forward.
According to the information revealed by Eredin, it can be imagined that the ground today must be filled with flames of war. If you go up there rashly, you may get involved in huge trouble.
There is another thing that worries Victor very much.
He vaguely remembered that when the purple-robed priest was about to break free, a murderous weapon flew in from the broken hole and instantly took his life.
The sudden arrival of the murder weapon made Victor immediately think of a person - Herold Jean.
Only his messenger can kill people with "flying swords" across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Of course, it does not rule out that other physical seers are using the messenger's ability, and it is even possible that people within Blood Rose are destroying corpses and eliminating traces.
But the Purple-robed Priest's Secret Meatball III also made Victor salivate. If there was a chance, he would also like to compete for it.
"Go this way!"
Eredin took Victor to a tunnel diagonally upwards, where tracks were laid and there were many cargo steam cars at the end.
The Kingdom of Death should use these carriages to transport some manufactured goods from underground to the surface.
"You can get out from here." Eredin climbed into a rail car full of tools very skillfully.
"Are you sure it's safe to go up here?" Victor was skeptical.
Eredin chuckled: "No, but we can't go to the elevator. There are too many living dead gathered in that place, and there may be other Wendigos appearing."
After hearing what she said, Victor opened his mouth and suddenly heard a few moans accompanied by footsteps approaching them.
He quickly calmed down, held his breath and jumped into the car, waiting quietly at the door.
"Come here! Come here! Damn bitch!"
There was a man who was cursing and snarling a living dead man with an iron lock, and kept pulling him in this direction.
"I spent all my money...just for you shit-eating things, and now it's all gone...all gone! No, I have to take one back, I can't leave empty-handed..."
The man's voice was very familiar. Victor secretly turned his head to look, and immediately saw the Mediterranean head and fat body.
Thomas Cornwall…
"How come this bastard isn't dead yet..." Victor was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
As the saying goes, trouble lasts for thousands of years, and this bad guy Thomas always brings him huge trouble, so this time, Victor decided to send him on his way seriously.
boom!
Jumping out of the carriage, Victor arrogantly appeared in front of Thomas.
The latter's arm couldn't help but tremble, and he almost lost his grip on the iron lock.
The tied living corpse kept struggling and would pounce on Thomas to eat him if he was not careful.
"Victor...Victor Damon!!?" Thomas's eyes widened and he quickly kicked the living dead away, "How could you...why are you still alive! Damn it!"
He was so frightened that he took several steps back, reaching for his waist, and kept pulling out the pistol that he had lost at some point.
"It's ridiculous... A bastard like you is still alive. As a seer, why should I die in front of you?" Victor approached Thomas, who was so frightened that he almost rolled down the slope.
Staring at the struggling living dead, Victor sarcastically asked: "In this situation, you still have the energy to kidnap untouchables?"
Thomas stabilized his body and opened his mouth to curse: "You son of a bitch, you know nothing! I must find the secrets of these dead people and make a comeback!"
"Come back?" Victor continued to sneer, "You never deserved to have that wealth, because you used evil magic to get it, and you got it with the blood and lives of the people at the bottom."
"Nonsense! You little brat! Do you know how bad the environment was in the past when our pioneers first set foot on this land?"
Under great pressure, Thomas burst into intense anger, and the resentment in his heart urgently needed to be vented.
"We fought with the Valentines! We drove them away, and countless people were shot to death by the native arrows! It was them who scalped people first, not us!"
"We are hungry and impoverished, cultivating wasteland with our hands, and are threatened by disease and hunger. How many people let cholera spread throughout the town just because they drank water from the Liphong River. In order to control the disease, we can only burn down the entire town.
A small town, giving up those pastures that we worked so hard to build and the cattle and sheep we raised!”
"We mine and dig mountains and dig out ore in harsh tunnels to build this country. Countless safety accidents have occurred and countless lives have been taken away!"
"Do you know how much I lost? My wife! My first two sons! Those friends who traveled east with me... I survived, rooted in this land, and made Cornish Company what it is.
What a brilliant achievement! Go to Missouri and see how many people survive because of my financial aid?"
"Missouri is my land! You don't understand anything! You don't understand that behind prosperity is sacrifice and blood and sweat. Instead of sacrificing our own people, of course I will choose to sacrifice the Valentine people and slaves!"
The bloody ritual under the quarry mine brought luck to Thomas' career, and the victims of the ritual were all the lower-class people kidnapped by Thomas - Valentines, slaves and laborers...
Thomas' current accusation seemed to be venting his grievances and dissatisfaction, but it sounded very disgusting to Victor.
Although he agrees that the first people to set foot on this land were pioneers and pioneers, people will change...
Working people are worthy of praise at any time, but when they are obsessed with profit and gradually transform into invaders and exploiters, they are no longer worthy of talking about dedication and gain.
"Am I right?" Victor tilted his neck and slowly put his hand into his pocket, "Are you so wronged that you are about to cry?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Thomas complained angrily, but did not get Victor's sympathy and recognition. And the latter's cynicism was a heavy blow to him.
The flying card with the blood spell on it was finally played. This time, Victor confirmed that it had been attached to Thomas' face before detonating the fire spell.
Boom! Thomas' whole body was blown into countless pieces of meat.
Victor covered his face to avoid getting blood on it.
Then, the living dead man who was also blown up with only half his body left crawled over, grabbed Thomas' broken flesh and blood with one hand and put it into his mouth.
"This country should probably thank you for your efforts, but what does that have to do with the people you killed?"
Victor murmured the last word, and Eredin's shout suddenly came from behind him: "Are you sick? What a piece of shit...I was splattered with blood..."
Victor looked at her awkwardly, and finally turned around and climbed into the car.
"Forget it, I won't ask you who that guy is. Now that the grudge has been settled, just be honest with me and I will start the steam car right away."
Victor sat in the pile of tools very "obediently", and he watched Eredin running to the front to tinker with the operating table.
Soon, the carriage began to shake violently and the steam whistle sounded fiercely.
Looking outside the door, Victor saw that the cave wall began to slowly move back, and knew that the steam train had started and the carriage was slowly crawling upward diagonally.
The living dead man was still eating Thomas' flesh and blood scattered on the ground. Looking at such a tragic scene, Victor couldn't help but sigh.
However, at this time, he suddenly discovered that the red light like Albert's had appeared on the chest of the living dead!