Chapter 169 Blood God Church, dirty deal!
Inner city.
The City Lord’s Mansion.
A young man with an extraordinary bearing is standing with his hands behind his back, looking far away in the direction of Wuyou City.
"Uncle Li, how is the investigation of the situation at Black Dragon City Walled?"
"My father will be back tomorrow. If he knows that Black Dragon City was taken away by an unknown person, I'm afraid he will be furious."
The young man looks handsome, but his eyes are a bit sinister.
If there were any senior officials from Jiangcheng here, they would be able to recognize them at a glance.
This man has a distinguished status and is the son of the city lord, Zhou Tong!
"Don't worry, young master, I have found out the origin of that boy Lu Yuan. Although he has S-level talent, he has just graduated and is only a second-level imitator."
"With the support of the Zhao family behind him, and taking advantage of the fact that the master and the others were not in the city, he occupied the Black Dragon City."
An old servant in gray clothes replied respectfully.
“When Master and the others come back, it will be easy to take back Black Dragon City.”
“What’s more, Lu Yuan and the Zhao family invested a lot of manpower and material resources in transforming Black Dragon City, which saved us a lot of money. Time, the master will be happy when the time comes It's too late, how can I blame you?"
"Zhao family?" Zhou Tong's lips curled up into a sneer, with murderous intent looming in his eyes: "It seems they haven't remembered the lessons of the past. , and he still didn’t give up.”
"Forget it, since they are stubborn, there is no need to exist."
Just when Zhou Tong was determined to win Wuyou City, an untimely voice suddenly resounded throughout the city lord's palace.
"Brother Zhou, please come out and talk."
The words have not yet finished.
There was a strong and pungent smell of blood coming from the outside world, making Zhou Tong and the two of them want to vomit.
"This is..."
Smelling the smell of blood, Zhou Tong and the old servant in gray looked at each other and saw the horror in each other.
“Damn it, why is this god of plague here!”
Zhou Tong cursed secretly, as if he hated the visitor.
After all, the other party is a member of the notorious Evil God Church. He is a street rat in the Great Yan Empire, and everyone calls for beating him.
If other people knew that the City Lord's Mansion was secretly connected with the members of the Evil God Church, it would probably cause big trouble.
But Zhou Tong thought so in his heart, but a warm smile immediately appeared on his face.
See only the next second.
A figure of a middle-aged man wearing a bloody robe appeared in the hall as if teleporting.
"Huh? Where has Zhou Li gone? Why can't I feel his breath?"
The middle-aged man is tall and burly, and his skin is covered with blood-colored patterns.
The blood-colored patterns are lifelike, deeply rooted in the flesh and blood, revealing a hint of evil and extremely frightening.
"Junior Zhou Tong has met Uncle Zheng. My father has been away for many days and has not returned. I wonder why you suddenly visited me late at night?"
Zhou Tong greeted him with a smile on his face. Don't dare to neglect at all.
Because this person is not only a genuine fourth-level Huiyue strongman, but also a priest of the Blood God Church, who controls thousands of Blood God believers!
Not to mention Zhou Tong, even when his father Zhou Li comes, he must be polite to him!
“I haven’t returned from going out. I think it’s because he is hiding and not daring to see me, right?”
Zheng Fan snorted coldly, and his expression immediately darkened.
An invisible force of terror suddenly came, overwhelming Zhou Tong and the old servant in gray, their faces turned red, and even breathing became extremely difficult!
"Uncle Zheng, calm down. Father, he does have important matters. Currently, I am responsible for all affairs in Jiangcheng. If there is any junior who can help, please feel free to ask."
Zhou Tong's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly comforted him.
"Yes, you are a young man and you are courageous, but can you really make the decision in this matter?" Zheng Fan stared at Zhou Tong with a half-smile.
"Dare I ask Uncle Zheng, what is going on?" Zhou Tong asked bravely. "Zhou Li once made an agreement with my Blood God Church. Every five years, he will let my followers enter the city to eat in exchange for the protection of my Blood God Church."
"But it has been five years and one month since the last time I entered the city. Have you forgotten it, or are you trying to default on your debt?"
Zheng Fan's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, which made both Zhou Tong and the old servant in gray feel shuddering!
"Eating in the city?" Zhou Tong hurriedly looked at the old servant in gray: "Uncle Li, is this really the case?"
After receiving a positive reply from the other party, Zhou Tong's face turned pale. , I just felt cold all over my body, as if all the blood in my body had solidified in my blood vessels.
No wonder Jiangcheng is located in a remote location, far away from the hinterland of the important city, but it has remained safe and sound for hundreds of years.
It turns out that Zhou Tong had already reached some kind of shady deal with these evil god cults.
However, Zhou Tong quickly accepted this fact after a moment of shock.
The life and death of a country depend on profit.
These are just necessary sacrifices.
After all, it is from the perspective of the city lord’s palace.
Sacrifice a small number of people in exchange for the safety of the majority of people and the long-term stability of Jiangcheng.
This deal is not a bad deal.
Thinking of this, Zhou Tong felt more and more that there was nothing wrong with this move.
Those who achieve great things should not stick to trivial matters.
Those at the bottom are ignorant and living is a waste of resources anyway. They should feel honored to be able to contribute to the development of Jiangcheng.
As long as their family can remain standing, what does it matter no matter how many people at the bottom die?
"Yes, you can realize this at a young age. Zhou Li gave birth to a good son."
Zheng Fan nodded appreciatively.
Not far from the City Lord’s Mansion.
Lu Yuan stood on a tall building and saw all this.
The world is as black as crows.
After seeing a lot of filth and darkness, he has become completely immune to this kind of thing.
"It turns out that the dark tide that occurs once every five years is just a farce directed and performed by the city lord's mansion?"
In Lu Yuan's memory.
Every five years, Jiangcheng will usher in a dark tide of unprecedented scale.
Countless monsters and followers of the evil god surged out of the darkness like a tide, slaughtering people and imitators.
After every dark tide, at least hundreds of thousands of people will die!
And when Jiangcheng was about to fall.
The City Lord's Mansion will lead the strong men of the major families to step forward. After a hard battle, they finally successfully repel all the dark monsters.
That's why.
The reputation and status of the City Lord's Mansion in Jiangcheng is at its peak, and no one can shake it!
"In this way, those monsters were not repelled, but more like they were fed."
Thought of this.
Lu Yuan was so angry that he laughed.
He has tried his best to speculate on others, but found that he still far underestimated the shamelessness of meat eaters.
Necessary sacrifice?
At any cost?
The life and death of a country depends on profit?
All things are created to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay heaven with.
In this case, let’s start with this group of people.
I just don’t know if they can still maintain such awareness when the butcher’s knife falls?
Lu Yuan took a step forward, his figure disappeared from the tall building, and instantly appeared in the city lord's mansion!
(End of this chapter)