Why do you want to call me

When the two who were about to fight heard this, they could only pause their fights first, but their fighting spirit was up, but they had nowhere to vent.

So the two looked at the sneaky figure below.

In the shadows, several people bowed their bodies, carefully following the figure of the stowaway.

They want to leave here for various reasons.

Everyone held their breath, just not to be discovered.

A woman looked at the huge sun, and she was sweating profusely even though it was not a very hot day.

Sweat seemed to drip into her eyes, so she reached out and rubbed them gently.

When he opened his eyes again, a figure appeared in his sight.

I saw that he was wearing the uniform of the imperial army.

The beating of the heart stopped for a moment, and the pupils contracted extremely.

The woman trembled and wanted to move her steps, but found that her whole body was numb.

With a look of despair on her face, she slumped on the ground.

The figure in front of her looked at her, and a smile slowly cracked at the corner of her mouth.

"I saw you."

Chapter 79 Inescapable Twilight

The blood-red setting sun is about to sink, and birds are flying across the sky.

The priest led a group of people back to their temporary residence.

When they arrived, they found that the place was silent, as if they had been cast into a magic circle of silence.

The priest immediately raised his vigilance and stopped walking.

He glanced at the surrounding roofs and found that there was no smoke rising from the kitchen.

It was dusk now, and it was supposed to be the time for the poor to eat.

After all, there are no lights, so the only thing to do at night is sleep.

But now he didn't see even one family's cooking smoke rising.

Maybe it was discovered.

The priest guessed secretly in his heart, so he abandoned this place and led the disciples to the other side.

They lurked until late at night, quietly pushed open a window, and then turned inside.

The homeowner seemed to hear the movement and panicked.

However, he thought of his wife and children at home, so he mustered up his courage and tremblingly probed into the house with a wooden stick in his hand.

After walking a few steps, he vaguely saw a few shadows in front of him.

He took a step back in fright, but felt a thick wall blocking his way.

Where is the wall?

Before he had time to think of anything, his whole body rose into the air.

There was a big hand like a cattail fan that directly grabbed his head, and then lifted it up like this.

Immediately, he struggled hard, trying to escape from this clutch.

His body was swinging in the air, trying to open his fingers with all his strength, but his big hand didn't move at all.

One of the man's eyes passed through the gap between his fingers, and he caught a glimpse of a figure that seemed to be walking towards the inner room.

He panicked even more.

There are also his wife and children in the back room.

The man's fingers grabbed at the palm of the hand, but it felt as hard as steel, not leaving even a trace.

He wanted to yell loudly to remind his wife and children, but the clutches began to shrink inward.

Suddenly there was only a sharp pain in the brain, and he couldn't even shout.

However, under the force, I still managed to spit out a few weak voices.

"quick……"

"run……"

Then the man's body softened and he stopped moving.

After a while, several figures surrounded the table.

At this time, there are no traces of them, and they learned a lot of knowledge on the way of fleeing.

For example, how to destroy corpses and wipe out traces.

"Master Priest, what should we do now?"

"If the people of the empire continue to search like this, they will find us sooner or later."

The priest reflected their gloomy face, listening to their worries without speaking.

Is the empire trying to wipe them out completely?

Right now they seem to be in a desperate situation. Even if they go to destroy and take a small number of hostages now, they will only die a few minutes late.

"My lord priest..."

A group of believers surrounded the priest, watching him frowning and thinking about a way to break the situation.

Now the entire imperial capital is surrounded by armies, and there are many warlocks in the city.

What's more, there is also the Holy See who sees heresy like a mad dog.

No matter which one, people like him can't resist, and taking hostages will only make the empire use the mouse.

But the Holy See will not.

They will shout that the Lord of Light is with you, and then a holy light will meet them.

Currently, there is only one way to break the situation.

Although it is very risky, it is better than waiting for death to come to your door.

Thinking of this, a look of madness appeared in the priest's eyes, and the veins on his face seemed to swell.

He sneered and said, "I've already thought of a way."

The believers were naturally overjoyed when they heard this.

They looked at the priest in the middle with hope in his eyes, hoping that he could lead them through this desperate situation safely.

At this moment, everyone became quiet and held their breath, leaving only the priest's voice in the room.

"Everyone, no matter how powerful the Holy See of the Empire is."

"them……"

"Whether you can withstand the wrath from God."

The priest's tone was cold, with a hint of madness, like a cold spring in the Nine Netherworld.

When the believers present heard this, they suddenly froze in place.

Their heads were blank for a while, their scalps were numb, as if a cold palm had passed across their backs, and then they shivered suddenly.

Then his whole body trembled unconsciously because of the horror in the priest's words.

Even as villains, they still dare not think about that possibility.

You know, this is the imperial capital!

A huge city with tens of millions of people!

Once the priest's idea is successfully realized, the whole world will be changed accordingly.

History will rewrite everything.

"My lord priest..."

"you you……"

The believer tried hard to control his lips, wanting to confirm with the priest, but it was of no avail.

"I will let the Supreme Lord of Twilight come to the imperial capital!"

"At that time, no matter who it is."

"They will all escape the fate of the evening!"

At this moment, the priest seemed to be transformed into a wild beast, baring its sharp fangs towards the empire.

There was strong resentment in his words, and everyone seemed to be able to smell the sea-like smell of blood in the air.

The priest was originally a heinous criminal, naturally vicious and vicious by nature.

As long as there is a glimmer of life, he doesn't care how many people will die in the process.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the believers finally accepted this message.

"My lord, what should we do now?"

No one questioned it, they just acquiesced to it.

Because the believers also know that this may be the last chance to survive.

And how to summon the Lord of the Twilight is both simple and difficult.

It is to directly attract the attention of the Holy Son's body, and then supplemented by offering sacrifices, there will be a great chance of attracting Him to come to the world.

But relying on their strength alone is not feasible, only to gather all the Twilight Cults in the city together.

Now even if there are sects in the city that have been wiped out by the empire, there are not many who survived.

And, where is this?

This is the imperial capital!

The center of the empire!

As long as the sect gathers, it can take a huge number of hostages, and even the Holy See does not dare to act rashly.

But the premise of all this is that other religious groups agree to cooperate.

The priest pondered for a while, then turned his head and looked into the distance. His eyes seemed to see something through the wall.

There, a river runs through the whole city, and there are a large number of factories standing on both sides, emitting billowing black smoke.

Chapter 80 Alliance

The night is quieter.

The moonlight was hazy, and the river running through the imperial capital was rippling, scattering silver light like broken stars.

Most of the factories on both sides of the strait have been closed, but there are still a few brightly lit.

Although the imperial capital was closed, it did not affect their work.

Workers shouted whistles in the factory, braved extremely high temperatures, took things out of the red-hot blast furnace, and then beat them quickly to make them into the desired shape.

The crisp sound of hammering, the noise of workers, and the sound of bubbling and tumbling in the blast furnace spread far away in the silence of the night.

At some point outside the factory, clouds and mist wrapped around tulle rose, which was so hazy that it was hard to see clearly.

Not long after, a few black figures appeared from the diffuse white mist.

They walked slowly along the street, watching the bustling factories in silence.

The group wore black cloaks.

The wide brim of the hat hides the upper part of the face, revealing only the lips that seem to be smiling underneath.

They did not stop too much near the factory, and continued to move forward.

It took about half an hour to march.