I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 103 Blood Worship Paganism?

North of the city, Heishui District.

This is the slums of Camilla City, synonymous with chaos, and people often go missing.

On both sides of the street, among the begging refugees in ragged clothes, you can even see a few skinny corpses whose clothes have disappeared without a trace, with their ribs exposed.

At this moment, on a high platform by the street, a cold man in a blood-colored robe stepped forward and announced loudly to the surrounding refugees:

"As long as you join our Blood Worship Cult, you can get enough food!"

Hearing the man's words, eagerness flashed in the eyes of the surrounding refugees. Although they didn't know what kind of organization the Blood Worship Cult was, they still came forward to join for food.

Seeing the crowd in front of him, a gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the cold man who claimed to be from the Blood Worship Paganism.

But before he was happy for too long, a boy's voice sounded from the dirty and crowded street in the distance.

"The Illuminati is distributing food for free!"

Hearing the words "free" and "food", the refugees who had been crowding around the blood-worshiping pagan man's eyes lit up immediately, leaving the gloomy man aside and rushing towards the source of the sound.

"Wait, you guys!"

The cold man tried to stop him, but was knocked to the ground by the crazy refugees.

At this time, more than a dozen servants led by Lucien and Lana, carrying a large amount of black bread, began to distribute food in the Thorn District, where the largest number of refugees was in Camilla City.

Relying on the strength of Lucien's newly advanced formal knight and a group of strong guards to maintain order.

After two refugees who tried to snatch food from the hands of several people were knocked down mercilessly, other refugees began to follow the instructions of Lucien and others, and lined up to receive food one after another.

"As long as you join the Illuminati, do more good deeds, and get more bread!"

While distributing food, Lucien and Lana also promoted the creed of the Illuminati to guide others to perform good deeds.

"I want to join!"

"I also want!"

Hearing the propaganda of Lucien and the others, they wolfed down black bread and stuffed it into their mouths. The refugees who were afraid that others would snatch it immediately signed up enthusiastically.

In fact, most of these refugees have no interest in doing good deeds, and rush to join the Illuminati just to get free food.

But all of this was within Yi Hua's expectations.

Even if only one tenth or even one percent of the hundreds of thousands of refugees finally listen to Yihua's advice, it can bring him a little merit income every day.

For him, the worthless black bread can do this, which is obviously a big profit.

If you want them to be sincere and kind, unless you frequently use the third-class holy light technique, but for Yihua, who is currently only second-class, the cost is undoubtedly much higher.

However, Yi Hua found another way to improve the efficiency of obtaining merit.

That night, feeling a little merit added by the propaganda among the refugees, Yi Hua left the residence.

He is ready for the next step.
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In the Heishui block, a luxurious three-storey villa that is incompatible with other buildings.

A middle-aged man with a bloated belly, scars and flesh all over his face, and a ferocious appearance was sitting on the sofa and puffing.

After a while, a strong, about 30-year-old man knocked on the door and entered the room with a stack of papers, and respectfully said to the middle-aged man on the sofa:
"Mafia boss, this is the gang income for this week, please take a look."

"Well, back off."

The middle-aged man known as the black hand took the document and flipped through the paper lightly with his fingers.

According to the data, the income of the Blackwater Gang involves receiving protection fees, swindling, illicit transactions, hallucinogenic drugs, unlicensed slave trade, etc., each of which is tainted with blood and tragedy.

Hearing the sound of the black hand waving back, the strong man did not leave, but hesitated and said:

"Boss has one more thing."

"what's up?"

"Recently, an organization called Blood Worship Paganism has spread among us and the surrounding neighborhoods, but they didn't notify us in advance..."

"Where are they coming from? How many are there?"

In response to Black Hand's question, the strong man hesitated and said:

"Boss, forgive me for my incompetence. I haven't found out the origin of this organization yet. The whereabouts of the members of this organization are extremely secretive..."

Hei Shou frowned when he heard the strong man's words.

"Send more people to collect information on this organization as soon as possible!"

The strong man who received the order left the room, the black hand boss seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned and muttered:
"These sects are all dangerous elements. The number of missing people in the neighborhood seems to have skyrocketed recently. I don't know if they have any contact with them..."

The Blackwater Gang has dominated the Blackwater District for more than twenty years. In the beginning, Hawke, his black hand, was just a refugee who couldn't even eat enough in the Blackwater District.

In order to survive, he joined a well-known gang in the Blackwater neighborhood. With his keen intuition and prudent mind, he climbed all the way to become the deputy gang leader in just a few years.

He even became a trainee knight by relying on the rough breathing method he got by chance.

After the original gang leader accidentally offended the wizard, he was turned into a swollen corpse covered with tentacles and coral by a strange curse.

He Blackhand Hawk finally became the gang leader, annexed several other gangs, and changed his name to the Blackwater Gang.

In the next 20 years, through management from top to bottom and clinging to the powerful, he led the Blackwater Gang to avoid several crises that might lead to their extinction, and has dominated the Blackwater Street so far.

Picking up the documents handed to him by the strong man earlier, and seeing in the documents, a sum of income tainted with countless lives, the middle-aged man Hawke with a swollen face also sighed:
"I'm old too, and now that I've earned enough wealth, it's time to wash my hands and hand over the gang to young people."

"Unfortunately, I still need you to do things for me, so you can't wash your hands for the time being."

In the room, a slightly younger, but extremely calm voice sounded.

"who!"

Hawke was startled, and quickly pulled out the scimitar at his waist, trying to shout loudly to let the guards outside the villa know.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a sound, a silver-white cross sword tore through the air and lay across Hawk's neck.

The turbulent wind cut the skin of Hawke's neck, and bean-sized blood beads slid down, soaking the clothes.

Hawke looked along the situation, and at some point, a masked figure in a black robe and holding a cross sword appeared behind him.

"Be honest if you don't want to die, I can take your life at any time before the guards arrive."

After all, a crystal coin flicked into Hawke's hand. After seeing clearly what fell into his hand, the fear on Hawke's face turned into joy and surprise.

A crystal coin is worth a hundred gold coins, which is already a fortune for ordinary people, and the crystal coin is more versatile.

For Yihua, this crystal coin is just to motivate the other party to do things for him.

What's more, in his opinion, this crystal coin is only temporarily handed over to the other party for safekeeping.

Along with the crystal coins, there was also a list handed over to Hawke.

"Before tomorrow, finish everything on the list. As for the people on the list, I don't want to see them tomorrow."

Hawk heard the words and looked at the list, which contained a large number of arrangements related to an organization called "Illuminati".

However, the moment he saw dozens of names on the list, he flicked his wrist and almost knocked the list to the ground.

(End of this chapter)