Mysterious as the wind, always with me

Chapter 14 Make the water muddy
The world where the Wright Empire is located has a starry sky completely different from that of Earth.

The vast and vast starry sky lingers above this sea-blue star, and twelve rounds of bright moons are scattered across the sky, declaring their own domains in the night sky with their respective trajectories.

Most of the time, it is difficult for people to see more than five moons through the clouds.

The moons shine so brightly that their vast shadows dwarf the distant stars.Not many people noticed that among the stars, some became brighter, some dimmed and extinguished, and some suddenly lit up, like the lights of the mortal world.

The stars in the sky are like a complicated web of fate. No one knows how the goddess of fate interweaves the threads of fate, and finally presents a piece of fragmented fate to the world in what way.

It often takes a larger set of lies to cover a lie.

Revealing a piece of truth does not require such a complicated and complicated process, and even making a choice can be said to be something that can be done with a slap of the head.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mark suddenly woke up with a strong heart palpitation.

Instinctively grabbing the pajamas on his chest, the feeling that he was no longer unfamiliar instantly filled his vigilance.

What happened?

His eyes wandered in the darkness, and he wasn't quite sure whether to call the night watchmen outside.

At this moment, the twenty-sided dice lighted up.

[A high-level (jealous) priest cursed you with bad luck.Trying to steal the winner's fate as a loser violates my taboo law, and I have automatically fought back for you. 】

Mark secretly said in his heart: "This... is great."

While letting go of the big stone in his heart, Mark sensitively noticed several key words: winner, loser, fate.

He began to vaguely figure out the law of power of this extremely mysterious fate dice - as the master of the dice, he could lose or even die, that was because his skills were inferior to others.But he definitely didn't deserve to die under the opponent's curse of doom, especially if he was the victor in a duel.

Mark added: "This time it's not just a Galian targeting me, it's the behavior of the entire [jealous] church. If I want to go further..."

【Insufficient strength】

"What about the [Church of Jealousy] where I limited the excess energy of bad luck to this city?"

【surplus】

"so be it."

In a warehouse at the harbor pier of San Layton, a giant man with a rough appearance was leading a group of sailors to drink.

With a tall and burly figure of [-] meters, coupled with his fiery red short curly hair, and a huge scar from the left forehead to the right chin, which diagonally spans the entire face, this giant red-haired man is invisible and powerful just sitting pressure.

After suffocating a half-liter bottle of rum, the giant man cursed: "I swear in the name of the God of Storms! If you let me know who killed Little John, I will tear him up alive and throw him into the sea Feed the sharks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears: "A good man on the sea, even if he drowns in the sea, he shouldn't die so aggrieved, woo woo woo woo!"

"Boss, don't..." The sailors next to him comforted him one after another.

At this moment, a sailor suddenly rushed in: "Boss, there is news! The Church of Evernight sent an official letter, confirming that the attacker this time is the Church of [Envy]. Those gutter rats tried to use a [Envy] ritual Occupied the body of a descendant of light, and it was cracked."

"What? Bring the official letter!" The big man shouted and rushed forward, grabbing the official letter.

He was trembling with both anger and excitement.

After a few seconds, he laughed wildly: "Those magic sticks with big light bulbs on their heads have finally done something serious. Brothers, copy guys! Let's find any [jealousy] church to vote for."

A group of sailors suddenly agreed, but when they picked up the machetes and guns, they were collectively stunned.

【Envy】The church is not an orthodox church that recruits believers. It is a cult that hides and makes troubles on weekdays. For a while, where do you find the members of 【Envy】 to come out and beat them up?

At this time, a sailor seemed to have entered a state of flashes of inspiration, and he suddenly said: "Boss Ren, I remembered. Last time we did the ticket for Youminghai, I had a lot of money in my pocket. There is a kid The way she looked at me was very wrong, as if she wanted to kill me and steal my property."

"Where is that kid from?"

"A servant of Earl Doan."

"It doesn't matter! Smash Earl Daoan's mansion first!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the sailors roared.In the light, hundreds of scimitars and short spears were raised high, giving off a frightening cold light in the night.

Putting this scene on Earth is absolutely unbelievable.

In this world where the gods are holy and the monarchy is granted by the gods, it is quite normal.If the cardinal of the Illuminati Church of the Wright Empire disliked the emperor, all he needed was a hint, and the emperor would change on the same day.

The followers of the Church of Storms are notoriously irritable. Now that they have lost a star of hope, they are not allowed to vent their emotions?As long as the Church of Light behind the Wright Empire keeps silent, let alone smashing the earl's mansion, even if the earl is hit on the left cheek, the earl has to obediently send the right cheek to be beaten.

Fate revealed the truth to the world in such a wrong way.

When this group of guys who seemed to be possessed by barbarians rushed to the Earl's Mansion with more than a dozen trucks transporting live fish, and loudly announced that they would "clean up the [Jealous] cultists", the venting in their hearts turned into A true crusade against cultists.

"Boss Ren, we got it right!" a sailor shouted excitedly.

The light and shadow of the silver moon complemented the street lights of the Earl's Mansion, illuminating the open space outside the Earl's Mansion like daytime.

The lights flickered a few times.

When light and darkness intersect, it is the superhumans who are fighting fiercely.

The streamer of the black evil curse hit the chest of a sailor wearing a short jacket. The sad sailor fell down on the spot clutching his chest, and didn't even have the strength to let out a scream.

But this powerful [jealous] priest was immediately hit by several lightning bolts.

The God of Storms is in charge of the sea and storms, and summoning lightning strikes is a good trick of the Storm Priest.

The point is that there are more and stronger people in this storm church.

They roared loudly, praising the reputation of the God of Storms, and bravely charged forward.

The storm priests blessed the believers with storm armor. This extraordinary magic formed hemispherical shields made of wind and stood in front of the believers.

Although these lightning-shining wind shields may not be able to resist the attacks of curse-type magic, they can effectively resist direct-strike magic.

The giant Ren, like an angry lion, rushed to the forefront.

When he blasted open the gate of the Earl's Mansion with the hatchet in his hand, there was a sudden tearing pain in his eyes.

"what!"

The sharp pain came so suddenly that he staggered back half a step on the spot.

It's only half a step.

The next moment, he was in no pain.

The battle ax in his hand seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Only those with the quickest reaction would have noticed that the moment Ren was hit by the spell, he threw a battle ax with dazzling lightning at the corner of the hall.

The terrifying elemental attack instantly destroyed the attacker's defense, and the guy in the sacrificial robe was hit with an ax in the chest.

The violent ax blade tore through the energy shield in front of the priest, splitting the muscles and bones. The impact force was too outrageous, and the priest was chopped upside down and flew several meters away, slamming into the wall behind him fiercely.

This move also interrupted the attack of the curse spell.

The priest slipped from a mural praising the glorious history of Earl Doan's family. Because the pain was too strong, he knelt down and clutched his chest, letting out an indistinct cry of pain.

After howling a few times, he was picked up by the giant Ren Ren with one hand.

"Talk! Who's that guy who murdered Little John?"

"I... I don't know... ah!" As soon as the priest finished speaking, Ren broke the guy's neck, and then stared at a [Jealous] believer who was paralyzed to the ground with fright.

Before Renn could press him to ask, this unseemly guy recruited: "The high priest of Dao'an knows."

"Where is he?"

"In the altar."

When Ren led the people and twisted the informer all the way into the locker room like an eagle catching a chick, he suddenly froze.

Two groups of people are confronting each other inside.

"Wait! Don't do anything, we are here to investigate the case entrusted by the Church of Fortune." The guy in black night clothes spoke first, showing a power of attorney with the extremely flamboyant gold seal of the Church of Fortune on it.

It looks like a golden wax seal, but other people use wax. Those upstarts of the Fortune Church use gold coins made of gold. After melting with magic, they are sealed and branded on important documents.

It's not that this thing can't be imitated, but that other families really don't have such audacity to come up with such a prodigal official document.

"We are entrusted by Dionysus." Another group of people also showed the official document.

Churches in the neutral camp seldom take action on their own, and they often hire thugs when things go wrong. This is very neutral church style.

The locker room is not too small. There are three churches crowded together, so the [-]-square-meter space is very small.

Ren's temples were bulging, he was reckless, and he would not lose his mind and slash the ax on the foreheads of other mercenaries who were theoretically his own.He yelled and asked: "No nonsense, where is the high priest of the [Jealousy] sect?"

"Here." The mercenary of the Fortune Church pointed to the shoe cabinet that was not much higher than the knees. The blood oozed out of it was shocking.

Ren: "..."

I don't know if this is the man in the closet.

(End of this chapter)