Glancing at Danitz's expression, Anderson continued as if he didn't notice anything:
"However, their brains seemed to have been eaten by living corpses. They were so fanatical that they were almost stupid. It didn't suit my taste, so I cheated a little and quit.
"Hey, why are you looking a little pale and there's a lot of sweat on your face? Aren't you wearing that brooch now? Do you want to take another breath of the special cigarette I gave you? But I only made that one, you can find it nearby
Where did you take that one?"
Daniz's face quickly turned ugly. He subconsciously raised his right hand and touched his neck. He never wanted to experience the feeling just now. He wiped the sweat, cursed a few words in his heart, and forced it out.
Smiling:
"Then how much do you know about the Iron Cross?"
Gehrman Sparrow told him that the "Golden Dream" had arrived in the waters near him, and asked him to ask the captain about news related to the Iron Cross, especially whether there were related forces in Uttar Pradesh, and also to consult a
Information about a member of the Iron Cross named Tony Twain.
Although Danitz was happy that the captain was in the nearby waters, he didn't want Anderson Hood to know the news. In addition, the other party should also have lived in Intis, so he asked.
If it were before, he would never ask so tactfully and go in such a big circle, but the two had just had a "conflict", and he was afraid that Anderson would have any bad ideas again.
But now, he dared not mention Gehrman Sparrow's question directly, for fear that the other party would answer with a smile on his face:
"Tony Twain? Of course I know him. He was the one who led me to join the Iron Cross."
"Then you have to look at which aspect. Their purpose is to change society and the world, so that the extraordinary will no longer be hidden, show up in everyone's eyes, and become the true ruler. This makes the Iron-Blooded Cross the most famous in Intis
The secret organization, like Loen's Aurora Society, often appears on the front pages of newspapers.
"This allows many ordinary people to have a certain understanding of them, don't you know? Oh, by the way, I forgot, the gods they believe in are also the true Creator."
Daniz's face turned a little pale again, and sweat poured out from his forehead. He really didn't know about the Iron-Blooded Cross Society and the Aurora Society, and he heard about it from the captain. He comes from the countryside in the south of Intis, and his parents' greatest expectations are
That is, let him become a worker in the vineyard.
But the god that the Iron Cross believes in is the true Creator, and Anderson once joined it. But can you get rid of the evil god at will? Even if it's me...
Thinking of this, Daniz suddenly felt that he and Anderson were in a similar situation, no, the other party was even worse... He forced a smile and said:
"I once heard someone say that once you believe in an evil god, it is almost impossible to get rid of it."
"You're right." Anderson responded with a less gloomy smile. "I have no real faith. What I chanted at that time were all sentences that I changed from the name of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Anyway, they don't like to use it.
Brains, no, they don’t have this thing at all. As long as they pretend to be pious on the surface, they can be deceived by any reason."
Without waiting for Daniz to discuss this, he turned to ask:
"Why are you suddenly talking about this? Could it be that Gehrman Sparrow has offended the Iron Cross again? I remember that there shouldn't be any of their people here?"
It should be yes, even if it is not, it will be soon... Daniz calculated silently in his mind, and his mood became increasingly depressed. In this mood, he asked casually:
"Is Tony Twain a member of the Iron Cross?"
Anderson was stunned for a moment, then let out a "tsk" sound, looked at Daniz up and down, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became a little forced:
"Don't tell me that Gehrman Sparrow messed with him?"
"You know him?"
"That's a demigod 'Hunter'."
Demigod Danitz had a stiff expression on his face and his mouth wide open, as if he was dissipating heat.
Anderson touched his chin and said while thinking:
"I remember he should be in Intis. When did he come to the Southern Continent? Or was it for the 'Legion of Conquerors'? How could Gehrman Sparrow mess with him?"
"'Legion of Conquerors'?"
Daniz heard a more familiar name, which was the Intis army in the West Balam Colony. When he was a child, he often saw the notices posted by them. If he wanted to join, he could contact the priest of the local church of the Eternal Sun Church.
After the review, you can get a free ferry ticket, but the pass rate is very low.
"What, you've thought about joining them before?"
"No."
Looking at Daniz who was shaking his head repeatedly, Anderson combed his short hair with his fingers:
"I wanted to try to join them before, but they were wary of people like us who have become Beyonders and 'Hunters'. I was already a 'Conspirator' at that time, and I had no hope at all. So I
He turned around and joined the Iron Cross, they have always wanted to control this legion."
"why?"
"Which one are you asking?" Anderson glanced at him, but still explained, "Although most of the Extraordinaries within the 'Conqueror Legion' are 'Hunters', almost all of them were cultivated by themselves, and only a small number of them were
Outsiders, such as some descendants of former nobles, relatives of congressmen, etc., are in order to firmly control the legion."
Then he told the history of the "Legion of Conquerors" in detail, which made Daniz feel like he had returned to the "Golden Dream" to listen to the captain's lectures. However, compared to the captain, Anderson's lecture was more interesting and interspersed with a lot of
little story.
So when the other party finished speaking, what impressed him most was the incident where Emperor Russell and Count Lafitte asked Madame Lambeye, who led the cultural salon, to dance at the same time. It was as if he had returned to that event more than a hundred years ago.
It's like witnessing this scene at a dance party.
"Snapped"
Daniz was awakened by the snap of fingers and found that Anderson had been sitting opposite him at some point, looking at him with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You definitely don't like your captain's class."
"Who said that?" Daniz immediately raised his voice.
"Quiet, quiet." Anderson pressed his palm down, as if he understood you, "Don't forget, your captain and I are classmates. Her teaching methods were learned from those old-fashioned, and they are not suitable for people like us at all."
For a moment, Danitz was about to nod in agreement, but then he became alert and expressed his support as if the captain was by his side, making Anderson roll his eyes.
After the two had rested enough and were ready to set off again, Danitz remembered that Gehrman Sparrow's problem had not been solved yet, so he quickly asked.
"...Although I have never met him, most of the 'hunters' in the Iron-Blooded Cross are just like you. They seem to have had their brains eaten by living corpses. They are all conflicted and irritable, easily provoked, and quite selfish.
Big, even if he knows there is a trap ahead, he will step into it without hesitation and use this to show his strength.
"Especially the latter, it is more obvious in the middle and high sequences, because this can show the world the existence of the extraordinary world, which is what they are pursuing. But I think that for people like Tony Twain, this should be a deliberate performance
There are elements in it, but if you perform it too many times, I’m afraid you’ll even fool yourself.”
Anderson frowned slightly and related the knowledge he learned in the Knowledge Church while talking.
In the eyes of the bishops and archbishops of the Church of Knowledge, this is a common problem for extraordinary people on the "Hunter" path. They rely on spiritual warnings of others' conspiracy traps and their confidence in setting up conspiracy traps themselves, showing extreme self-confidence. In most cases
In some cases, they are safe, but if something goes wrong, they will face a dead end.
The two walked while talking, and soon entered the main road with many pedestrians and carriages. They stopped communicating and entered the city of Kuwa.
…
"ah!"
Enzuo suddenly let out a scream, raised his hands and covered his eyes, and wisps of blood immediately came out from between his fingers.
The "monster" is indeed special... Klein nodded slightly and continued to manipulate the "Spirit Thread", quickly completing the initial control.
This time, there was no accident to interrupt the follow-up. Enzuo, who was in a semi-crazy state and had some scales growing on his body, was unable to resist. Klein deepened his control quite smoothly.
The figure of Dunn Smith appeared behind him. He looked around cautiously, his deep gray eyes suddenly locked in one direction, as if he had discovered something unusual, but he did not speak.
As time passed, Enzuo suddenly turned over and stood up, shrinking some of the snake-like scales that were protruding.
He had lighter skin, blue eyes, and thick black hair that was slightly curled. He pressed his hand on his chest and saluted Klein, then took a gold ring set with rubies and put it on his left hand.
On the index finger, this matches the emerald ring on the other side.
"Now I know why Gehrman Sparrow is so intimidating..."
Dunn felt a little emotional that a Sequence 5 Extraordinary like him, who was qualified to serve as archbishop in the Church of the Seven Gods, had just turned into a marionette.
"For a 'Puppet Master', if he masters the script first, then all the characters on the stage should be controlled by him."
Klein also felt that when he knew that the opponent was the "winner", he could tailor a script for him. Even if he didn't have a marionette in his hand, he could easily defeat the opponent.
What a way to act... Dunn nodded, turned around and pointed in the direction he had just locked in:
"There is a large gathering of undead in that direction."
"A large number of undead?" Klein looked in the direction, but he only saw a patch of low bushes in the distance and the scene of Mo Lake further away. "Is there a mausoleum there?"
"No, I remember there should be a village in that direction, with a population of less than two hundred."
The simultaneous appearance of villages and a large number of undead is not a good thing, it is most likely a disaster.
The "squirming hunger" in Klein's left hand quickly became transparent, and his right hand put on Dunn Smith's shoulder, while Secret Puppet Enzuo put his hand on his shoulder. The two of them disappeared from the spot.
…
As soon as he returned to the real world from the spirit world, a strong smell of blood rushed straight into Klein's nasal cavity, making him instantly feel like vomiting and his face turned pale. And Dunn on the side...
Smith was much better, but his face was extremely ugly, not because of the smell, but because of everything he saw.
As he said before, this is a small village, but now it is a bloody place. Bodies are lying on the ground. The bronze-colored faces of the local indigenous people are as white as white paper. There is a fist-sized hole in the heart, and the heart has disappeared.
Both of them were "night watchers" of the Church of the Night. When they saw this scene, they already understood that this was a ritual, a ritual to sacrifice to the evil god or the abyss.
Klein and Dunn did not speak, and each stepped aside to check. Although they knew in their hearts that such a ritual could not leave anyone alive, they still had to check one by one. What if there was still one alive?
Two or three minutes later, they stood in the open space behind the village, their fists clenched, their bodies trembling, and their eyes bloodshot.
Things were worse than they imagined. Not only were there no survivors, but the number of dead people exceeded the number of original villagers in the village.
In the open space in front of them, corpses overlapped to form hills, and there were more than one. Like the villagers who died in the village, their faces were as pale as paper, and their hearts were missing.
"...This...there are at least a thousand people."
Klein closed his red eyes, with crystal tears in the corners of his eyes. He thought that he had adapted to this world that was very different from the world he once lived in, but everything in front of him told him:
"You're still far away!"
Although he had also dealt with similar matters, Dunn had only experienced incidents involving more than 20 people. At that time, he was just about to join the "Nighthawks". But the bloody sacrifices involving more than 20 people were no longer Tingen.
The "Nighthawk" team could handle it, and both Backlund and the Holy Temple sent support.
The reason why the Church of the Seven Gods pays so much attention to it is largely because the incident occurred in a city. For such a secretive urban population, the results of a bloody sacrifice are not limited to the twenty-odd sacrifices, but also mean
People around you may be affected by the sacrificial object.
Dunn Smith took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and recalled the relevant information recorded by the Church of the Night:
"This should be a ritual of the Blood Worship Cult, called "Heart of Blood." It can be performed even if you are not an extraordinary person, as long as you understand the ritual. The simplest application is to process a young heart through the ritual and then take it.
It can make the body young again. But this can only be done temporarily. You still have to take it continuously, one pill a year, one pill every six months, one pill a month, or even one pill a day...
"The ceremony here is not for taking the heart, but for their blood. It is a ceremony pointing to the 'abyss', so there is such a strong smell of blood. Whenever such a ceremony involves thousands of people,