Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 135 Your Conspiracy, How Can It Ring!
As the sunset completely sank into the horizon, the crowd in the square finally dispersed. The locals, in twos and threes, slammed the door in the direction of the hotel with hostile eyes.

The ventriloquist turned two corners and disappeared from sight.

Time soon came to night.

Three figures stood at the corner of the central street.

The city under the red moon looks even more eerie.Unlike Backlund, Bayam could still see many figures in the middle of the night, but they were all Loen soldiers wearing red jackets and carrying rifles.

A curfew is usually enforced at night in the colony.

"What are we doing here?" Danis asked in a bewildered breath.

Yagel, who was walking in the front, glanced left and right, then turned his head calmly: "Among the local forces you know, is there any one that worships evil gods related to the ocean and recruits mainly from civilians?"

Danitz hardly thought about it: "Rebels!"

"Bayam has been under curfew now because it is blocking the rebel group, and several of them are executed violently every week. It is completely composed of the original local sect."

"Before the Church of the Storm came in, the religion here was 'Kavitua'."

"As far as I know, the Punisher has been chasing them. It is said that the archbishop of this area is stationed here for this purpose."

"Of course, the fact that this local sect has been able to survive under investigation is also due to the vast mass base and the actions of Intis and Fusac."

He explained it in detail.

This is exactly the same as the situation in the small square.

A name that conflicts with the Church of Storms, and is completely aboriginal believers.

As an island in the sea, Bayam reflects for the first time the tension between the various kingdoms.A few days ago, in the Loen Daily that he bought casually, it was mentioned that George III appeared at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the new airship.

The direction of the propaganda is that airships are invincible.
The breath of war?
Yagel nodded: "I see."

"Since the Church of the Storm has been investigating."

"Nadanis, and Gehrman, you two go to the door of the Church of Storms to post a report letter?"

He smiled friendly again.

……

Sadly, since Gehrman didn't want to post the leaflets himself, after he finished writing the contents of the letter, only Danitz ran to the Church of the Storm in a blaze of fire, as if there were ten big men in the place of punishment chasing after him.

Yager mercilessly once again showed the satisfaction of successfully persecuting Danitz.

He saw it from a distant roof.

The eaves under the feet belonged to a dilapidated house painted in blue and white paint. Judging from the familiar color scheme and shape, this area, like the area where the hotel is located, is an area where poor locals live.

After reading the progress over there, he looked away and took out a stone from his coat pocket.

It was the one I got on the square before.

In the gray-white visual field of vision, it was as dim as everything in the theater, without any extraordinary reaction at all.

This is also the most puzzling point in the theater.

Without extraordinary abilities, how could that ventriloquist summon thunder out of thin air and heal ordinary people?It can't be the ability to observe the sky at night, right?

But after a brief bewilderment in the evening, Yager found the reason almost immediately.

With a little speechless expression, he closed his right hand holding the stone and exerted a light force.

The stone was broken.

When it opened again, the internal mechanism was completely exposed——

There was a transmitter in his hand! *
There are all kinds of shoddy splicing marks on it, obviously parts removed from gas meters, typewriters, and other equipment.

Bayam's list of public facilities loss every month must be very impressive.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yager's mouth couldn't help twitching.

What a battle-damaged style!

The hardships of the rebel army, food and clothing, and financial difficulties were exposed in the blink of an eye.

He shook his head speechlessly.

Then, lower your hands a little.

In the dark night, the transmitter made a faint 'tick' sound in the dead silence.

Although I don't know how this thing works, but when it is close to the ventriloquist himself, it will make this tiny sound.

That's why it was discovered: it can ring...

right here.

The volume of the transmitter reaches its highest level.

Jagel took a few steps towards the edge of the eaves, and landed quietly behind the window of this room.

The room was very quiet at the moment, and the host had already fallen asleep.

Another stone distributed in the theater was placed next to a bed made of worn-out clothes, and was tightly held by the hand of the indigenous girl.She was the third pick of the afternoon.

But apart from that, what makes this picture particularly creepy are the burly black shadows next to the sleeping girl!

Sure enough, the ventriloquist, and several indigenous men wearing turbans, appeared in the room.

They didn't hide the sound of their footsteps, but swaggered into the small room where the items were piled up like a mountain.

Among them, a man with a naked upper body and a ferocious sea snake tattooed on his arm snorted coldly: "What's the use of this kind of action? It won't bring future to Lord Seagod, and it will waste our precious power!"

"Except for blocking a shot or two for us when the Loen bastards attack, it's nothing more than pig manure!"

The man put on a contemptuous expression on his rough and savage face, and questioned the old ventriloquist behind him in a vicious voice.The other burly men with sea snake tattoos immediately echoed loudly.

The girl in the house was still asleep, most likely because she had been given sleeping pills in advance.

After hearing the questioning, the ventriloquist next to him sighed lightly: "You have to say it every time we act."

"I've explained it many times. This is to bring faith to Lord Seagod and strengthen our power."

"As for energy, you don't need to spend a lot. After maintaining her restored appearance for a period of time, throw her into the sea and pretend to be out in the sea. How much did you spend from the beginning to now! The effects of extraordinary items are the same as before Little difference."

"Besides, if you really don't want to use any Extraordinary items..."

"Just say she's not sincere."

The rebels immediately laughed loudly, with sarcasm mixed in their voices, and then mocked the stupid believers with obscene language.

Their conversation ripped apart the hypocrisy of the ritual.

Not surprisingly, the festival is just a hypocritical show for them to gather money and gain public support.

Great, it makes more sense to kill now.

Under the high hanging blood moon, Yager faced this side silently outside the window, showing a weirder smile than the rebels, and a long knife quietly appeared in his hand.

Whenever a potential provocateur appears, a calculating squid will descend behind him in the middle of the night...

　*Senders are not commonly used, nor can ordinary forces have them, but this is not a bug
　　
　
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