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Chapter 146 Retribution
Heaven Dou Empire, Barak Province, a city that is not very well-known in the original book, Kunmu City, on a farm outside the city.

The supervisor stood on a high earthen wall, tossing a copper coin in his hand, and glanced indifferently at the serfs below.

His voice was sharp and arrogant, piercing the ears of the serfs working below like a sharp knife.

"You bastards, don't hurry up and work! I delayed the harvest and see how I deal with you. Today's lord is very upset." He said, holding a whip in his hand and slamming at a person who was trembling and carrying his back. A large sack of heavy crops came to the old man.

"Hurry up, don't take the opportunity to be lazy, bitch, old bone, you are the one who is lazy the most!"

The old man just took a breath when he put down the crops, and then he was whipped and reprimanded by the supervisor who was watching.

Seeing that the old man was torn apart under his own whip, the overseer not only showed no mercy, but jokingly watched the old man struggle to get up from the ground, and continued to work staggeringly.

Seeing this, the supervisor laughed. He felt that he was very capable at the moment, and he would definitely be appreciated by his master.

Just when he was overjoyed, he didn't know what kind of encounter the master behind him, the "lord" he called was going through at this time.

"Ah~, don't come here, you don't come here!"

"I work, I work!"

"what!"

"Stop hitting!"

"Don't fight!"

"what!"

"I was wrong, my lord!"

At this time, in the City Lord's Mansion of Kunmu City, a man in a brocade robe and jade robe, with a big belly, cried out in horror, begging for mercy.

But the strange thing is that no matter how much he yelled, there was no sound outside the door.

What was even more strange was that although the "lord" the overseer called was begging for mercy, he was the only one in the room.

The furnishings in the room were extremely messy, and in the center, the man with a big belly was crying and shouting, kowtowing to the air in front of him, begging for mercy.

Afterwards, he continued to do so.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!!"

The sound of grabbing the ground with the head became louder and louder until there was a slight "click" sound accompanied by the impact.

The man finally stopped moving.

A noble district in Star Luo City.

Outside the window of the tea pavilion is a bustling street scene, full of traffic and voices.

The interior of the tea pavilion is another scene, with gorgeous decoration, exquisite tableware, and elegant music, creating a noble and comfortable atmosphere.

In the corner of the tea pavilion, there is a sofa table with a set of exquisite tea sets and some snacks on it.

Sitting on the sofa were two nobles from the Star Luo Empire, one was the Grand Duke of Munster, and the other was the lord of the Qusi City of the Star Luo Empire. Both of them were wearing expensive clothes, jewelry and medals, while tasting incense Strong black tea while talking.

"I heard that you recently put forward a proposal on poll tax, didn't you?" Archduke Munster asked.

"Yes, I think we should increase the standard and tax rate of the poll tax. Our empire cannot run without the support of taxes, our army, our pensions, and the bone china teacups in our hands. Which one doesn't rely on taxes? ?” said the city lord of Qusi City.

"Won't that cause dissatisfaction among the people? They are already very poor, and if their burden is increased, it may lead to riots." The Grand Duke of Munster frowned and said.

"How can there be dissatisfaction? Without us, those rioters and bandits will take everything from them. They should be grateful for the protection of the empire. Moreover, we are not greedy people who extort money. We just ask them to pay according to their own income level. It's just a reasonable tax." The lord of Qusi City waved his hand indifferently.

"Those untouchables, do they dare to riot?"

The lord of Qusi City said in a contemptuous tone.

Hearing this, the Grand Duke of Munster no longer bothers about this.

"How do you ensure that they all pay their taxes?"

"That tax is not low!"

Asked a more concerned question.

"These are not problems. I think our citizens can still bear these burdens. The sheriff and the army will let them understand the majesty of the imperial law."

The Lord of Qusi City said with a sneer.

At this moment, the Grand Duke of Munster was also relieved, and then laughed. He already had a premonition that more gold coins would come to him.

But his premonition didn't seem very accurate.

The two were still chatting happily, but suddenly their eyes changed, and they were a little dazed at first.

After a while, the blankness of the two turned into intense fear.

"Clang~"

The tea table was knocked over by the unconscious shaking arm of the Grand Duke of Munster.

Then the Grand Duke of Munster also fell down crying in pain.

His eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he seemed to be experiencing some penetrating punishment.

His hands pierced into his body unintentionally, blood flowed horizontally, and he lost too much blood and died in a moment.

On the other hand, the lord of Qusi City did not receive such good treatment. In order to prevent him from dying like this, Mu Zhe deliberately deprived him of control over his body, and only made his spirit and soul suffer endless punishment.

The edge of the big farm outside Xilu City.

On a vast farmland, a group of knights in bright silver armor riding steeds were hunting down some serfs who were trying to escape.The serfs were in ragged clothes, and their backs were covered with bloodstains from whipping. They desperately shuttled through the bushes and weeds half as tall as a person, hoping to get rid of the pursuit of the knights.However, they were outnumbered by the knights in speed and strength, and some were soon caught.

"Don't run, you bloody scum! You will only bring trouble and loss!" a knight shouted, and he swung his long sword and slashed at a serf who fell to the ground.

"Please, let me go! I just want to go home, to my wife and children!" cried the serf, covering his head with his hands, trying to avoid the blade.

"Go home? You don't have a home! You only have a master! You only have a job! You only have to obey!" The knight sneered, and he swung his sword mercilessly, causing him to let out a final scream.

"Good job! Well done! A neat blow, but be careful next time, these slaves still need to make atonement for their sins," another knight praised
"How many more do we have?" asked the first knight.

"There are about five more. They all ran over there." The second knight pointed to the front.

"Then let's go quickly. We can't let your lord down." said the first knight.

As they spoke, they rode their horses and chased forward again, leaving behind a trail of blood and corpses.

On a hillside in the distance, there is a luxurious tent.On the edge of the tent, a man dressed in fine clothes was sitting at a table, sipping fragrant tea and eating delicious snacks.Holding a telescope in his hand, he was admiring the scene below.

"Hahaha! Look at them! What a wonderful performance! What a loyal and brave knight!" the man said with a big laugh.

The attendant fanned the wind behind his master and complimented him.

"Master, your plan is too wise. By luring these unsteady thorns to escape, capturing them can kill the others and make the rest of them more stable. It also trains our knights, which is really high."

At this time, the nobleman saw his knights fell from their horses to the ground one by one in pain, leaving only some terrified and helpless horses running around.

The serfs took the opportunity to escape, and they prayed gratefully to the sky, thanking God for giving them a chance.

"What's the matter? What's going on!"

The nobleman was stunned by the scene in front of him. He put aside the binoculars and walked towards his horse. His attendants hurried over to help his master get on the horse, but the nobleman who was halfway up suddenly stopped, and then loaded him down.

The nobleman gritted his teeth on the ground, his face was bruised and his eyes protruded as if he had gone mad, and the waiter was at a loss and began to call for help.

Frontier of Heaven Dou Empire
The evil soul master stood in a dark stone secret room, with a thin face and evil eyes, wearing a black tattered sackcloth, and holding a bloody dagger in his hand.Behind him was a dry well, the mouth of which was sealed by a huge stone slab, with only a small hole through which a ray of light could pass.There was a rancid and bloody smell in the secret room, and strange symbols and spells were carved on the walls.

In the corner of the secret room, there are several kidnapped ladies, all of whom were captured by the evil spirit master from a nearby village.Their clothes were ragged, their hair was disheveled, and they had bruises and dirt on their bodies.

They looked at the evil soul master in horror, not daring to make a sound, they could only let out low sobs.They knew that they were about to become sacrifices for the evil soul master to summon the evil god in his heart.

The evil soul master walked up to one of the women and cut her wrist with a dagger, letting blood flow out.He caught the blood with an iron basin, and then put the iron basin on a small brazier next to the dry well.He started chanting some unknown mantra

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrifice Skull Block!"

Use your finger to draw some symbols in the air.His voice became louder and more excited, as if he was going to shake the entire secret room.

The other women screamed in horror, but no one could hear them.They struggled helplessly, trying to escape the clutches of the evil soul master, but all in vain.They could only watch helplessly as they were killed one by one by the evil soul master and became victims of his evil sacrificial ceremony.

The evil soul master continued to chant the spell until the blood in the iron basin boiled.He took the iron basin off the brazier and walked to the dry well.

He pushed the stone slab away vigorously, exposing the mouth of the well.He poured the boiling blood from the iron basin into the well, and cried aloud
"With the blood of these innocents as a sacrifice, I call you, my Lord! Please give me strength and wisdom! Please let me be your representative in this world! Please let me purify this ignorance and weakness world!"

The evil soul master felt a warm current gushing out of the well, filling his whole body.He saw billowing red mist overflowing from the mouth of the well, flowing in all directions like a bloody river.He knew it was a gift from the Lord, the source of his strength.He smiled excitedly, he felt stronger and more confident than ever before.

He stepped up to the other lady and cut open her skin with the dagger, allowing the blood to pool on the slate.He didn't care about her screams and struggles, he only cared about her blood.

He drew an intricate pattern in blood, like a giant eye.It was the symbol of the evil god, a proof of his loyalty.

The evil soul master raised his head and cast his gaze towards the village in the distance.He saw lights and figures in the village, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wanted to summon the plague to pollute the water veins through sacrifices, causing the villagers to die.

This dry well is an entrance to the water vein. As long as he pours blood into it, the water vein can turn into poison and spread to the entire area.

The evil soul master picked up the iron basin and poured all the remaining blood into the well.

He chanted the mantra again, drawing symbols in the air with his fingers.He felt something in the well answering him, something receiving his sacrifice.

At this time, the evil soul master's bracelet emitted a dazzling light.

He felt dizzy for a while, and his spirit entered an illusion at this time, an illusion where only he and the evil god were in it.

He saw the form of the evil god, a huge black shadow with countless tentacles and eyes.

The evil god said to him: "You have completed all the preparations, you have sacrificed all your lives for me, you have created all the disasters for me. Now, only the last step is left, you have to sacrifice for me Your own blood, you will give me your soul, you will be a part of me forever."

The evil soul master heard these words without the slightest hesitation or fear.

He said to the evil god: "I am willing, my lord! I am willing to sacrifice my blood for you, I am willing to give you my soul, and I am willing to be a part of you forever."

"Very good, very good. Then, use the dagger in your hand to pierce your heart. In this way, you can become one with me, and you can share endless power and wisdom with me, and you can share with me Rule the world."

The evil soul master nodded, picked up the dagger, and inserted it into his chest without hesitation.

He felt a sharp pain.

He thought he was dead and had become part of the evil god.

However, he was wrong.

He suddenly woke up from the illusion and found that he was still in the secret room.

He saw the wound on his chest, and the blood flowing from the wound.He saw that he was still holding a dagger in his hand, and there were blood stains on the dagger.

He saw that everything was as usual at the mouth of the well, and there was no evil spirit.

He saw the kidnapped ladies looking at him in horror, unable to believe what was happening.

The evil soul master realized that he had been deceived, but what?
The evil soul master struggled to pull out the dagger, but it was too late

He felt his strength flow from the wound on his chest with the blood, and he felt his life slip through his fingers with time.

He felt that he was about to die and that no one could save him.

The evil soul master let out a final wail, then fell to the ground and did not move.

His eyes were still open, full of fear and despair.

Pure power of life emerged from his body and rushed to the woman whose wound was still bleeding. The woman's injury recovered immediately, and the original weakness caused by the loss of excessive blood was also completely recovered.

The woman stared blankly at this scene, then reacted, and led the other women to escape with her improved physical fitness.

At this moment, countless wealthy merchants, city lords, dukes, and nobles of the royal family were punished by the "Day of Heaven". There was a price paid for what was done.

(End of this chapter)