Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

The preacher deliberately prepared slowly.

But it was obvious that the other party would not give them time.

When Jian Xiao heard the order, he was about to leave in a hurry, but he was immediately lifted up.

The next second, his figure shook.

Already in front of the preacher.

The one who caught him was the assassin who killed people in public. He appeared again at this moment, but Jian Xiao didn't dare to look back.

In the entire Witcher sect, the person with the highest status is undoubtedly the preacher himself, but the person who acts in the most mysterious, powerful and strange way is undoubtedly the assassin who follows the preacher.

He was shrouded in a gray robe all his life, never revealing his face. He looked skinny and shriveled, but he moved extremely quickly and only obeyed the preacher's orders.

Even the Blood Moon priests don't know his specific identity, but if the preacher is the leader, then this shadow is the apostle.

Often plays the role of executioner.

"Go find the caravan of traders," the preacher said, "and bring them here."

"Since you are Mr. Gray's envoy, I cannot refuse to receive you..." Although he was facing a powerful enemy, the Hive Prince's voice was still calm and charming. "For this reason, I allow you to enter the core of the blood pool."

Jian Xiao was caught by the assassin and was originally quite nervous. He almost thought that he would be killed on the spot like his previous colleagues. But when he heard the preacher's words, he finally understood and said with a smile on his face, "Yes!"

The so-called bloody core is the preacher's own property.

It is also considered a secret holy place of the entire Witcher sect.

The Blood Moon Priest was killed on the spot just for mentioning it, but unexpectedly the preacher took the initiative to open it and allowed them to enter... While Jian Xiao felt honored, he couldn't help but think that this was all because of that group of outsiders.

Jian Xiao excused himself and hurried to his own mining area.

According to the report, they were just at the opposite corner of the Kaiton City army's attack and were the farthest away, so they were still safe at this time.

Don't worry about defense.

It may just be necessary to deploy some Silvermoon Guards to support the resistance.

After the last few Blood Moon priests left, only the Preacher and his assassin were left in the mine hall. The Preacher had established the Witcher sect a long time ago, but he still had no mountain guards around him, only this assassin.

"You said, is what happened under the palace true?" The preacher asked, "Can we really leave the Mine Town with it?"

The person the Beehive Prince was talking to was naturally the gray-robed assassin. However, the gray-robed assassin, who had always been regarded as loyal, seemed to have no reaction at all when he heard the question and did not answer.

Standing there straight.

He let the fluorescent lantern shine on his dusty grey robe, casting shadows from head to toe.

The preacher didn't care. He turned around and left, muttering to himself: "You'd better not let me down..."

"After all, it's not easy to feed it."

……

……

Beside the underground blood pool, the old Blood Moon Priestess was in a very good mood. When she was in a good mood, she couldn't help but kill two people to liven up the mood.

Following her order, the Silver Moon Guards took action. They used the moon blades in their hands to slash the captives' necks quickly and efficiently, and blood splattered.

Gushing into the pool.

The blood pool has been specially treated and will not wait for the corpse to rot and degrade naturally, which would waste a lot of energy and fertilizer.

The smell it exudes is like an intoxicating pheromone for the city's citizens who have become cannibals, causing them to change their previous madness and reduce their resistance.

The Silver Moon Guards were killed one by one, and Lu Meng and the Embers Cult watched, but did not make any extra moves. The process of cannibalization is irreversible. These citizens said that they were the former residents of the Sorrowful Mine Town, and there was a tragic element in it, but now they are no different from monsters.

And it's a man-eating monster.

The northern hunters had been fighting and hunting with the Painted Tribe in the Cannibal Plains for a long time, killing countless cannibals who tried to spread the invasion. They themselves had also suffered countless deaths and homelessness. This was a blood feud accumulated from generation to generation… In comparison, the confrontation in the Mine Town was really just a condensed version.

There is no way anyone can empathize with monsters.

It may seem strange and bizarre that the mountain people use dead bodies as fertilizer, but if you put yourself in their shoes, you will realize that it is completely out of necessity for survival.

Lu Meng understood that the Witcher sect's direct performance of the ritual in front of them was certainly a demonstration, but in essence it was like a child showing off his favorite toy in front of others, which in a sense also showed that they had gained a certain degree of trust from the other party. - Although this kind of "toy" was not something he wanted even after seeing it.

What Kaidun City had not expected was that Tian Xinli thought that the Red King was a pure outsider like himself, and at most had the advantage of "not being an enemy", but his military advantage could offset this.

But I didn’t know that Lu Meng could really get in touch with the bloody rebellion.

This is also a convenience of identity.

If he was from the United Cities, then it would be absolutely impossible.

"Or..." Lu Meng thought, "Tian Xin Li Zheng has already thought of it?"

He had had contact with the other party in the past.

Even saying 'familiar' is not an exaggeration.

The thought of the general disguised as an ordinary blacksmith approaching him secretly, revealing flaws in every gesture without realizing it, and the fact that he had to manipulate and cooperate with the other party, using many forging skills and even swordsmanship... Even for the current Lu Meng, he still finds it a kind of fun.

But that's not the real world.

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The current Tian Xin Li Zheng is at least seven or eight years older than when he first knew him - although the difference is only a few years, the current General of Kaidun City is undoubtedly at the peak of his powers.

Whether it is strength or mentality.

They are much sharper.

Therefore, even though he was "Lu Beiyou", he did not dare to completely determine the other party's thoughts.

But on the other hand, as the captured cannibals were killed, it was the turn of the remaining captives, and they were all normal people with sound minds.

The smell produced by the blood pool could not intoxicate them, but it was foul-smelling. Even the warriors of the Cult of the Embers had to wear special respirators. Ludai also understood why Lu Meng gave him the mask of the swamp ninja. He was just surprised why he could predict the future... For ordinary people who did not have any protection, their eyes would have been stung red, and their stomachs were churning unbearably.

Coupled with the impact of the picture, it can be said to be the highest level of torture before death.

Some captives could no longer control their incontinence, vomiting and diarrhea, but people in such situations would often be executed by the Silver Moon Guards on the grounds that they could not be wasted and thrown into a pool of blood.

They were so frightened that they didn't even dare to show their fear.

The Blood Moon Priest did not watch these scenes, but sat cross-legged beside the blood pool and prayed devoutly to the mountain of corpses. But at this moment, the old woman suddenly heard a voice:
"Priest, I want to ask you for someone."

She looked up and saw that it was the young man who had won her some favor and was quite intelligent.

It was Lu Meng who stood up.

The first person to react after hearing his words was not the Blood Moon Priest, but Bard who was tied up on the other side. Because this bard had jumped the most before, the priest had asked him to stay until the end to complete the grand ceremony.

He hasn't been killed yet.

Before this, Bud had been looking at Lu Meng eagerly, expecting the next eye contact... but unfortunately the white-haired young man had always ignored him.

Now the poet began to twist his body again.

"What you mean is..." The Blood Moon Priestess frowned, and her first reaction was to refuse.

But when they thought about the fact that the other party had sent the fuel from afar and had not yet made any demands on them, although it was definitely not a formal transaction and that was something only the preacher could decide, it would not hurt to listen first and offer it as a gift of goodwill.

Lu Meng's hand was seen pointing in the air, passing over the surviving captives. They were all full of hope, but when they were ignored, they immediately became even more desperate and painful.

Bud was very proud.

I thought His Highness had not forgotten me...

The next moment.

The expression on his face was also dull.

Because Lu Meng pointed to another person.

"This soldier bee," he said.

--【thunder】.

(End of this chapter)