Why do you want to call me

All of a sudden, people with all kinds of thoughts rushed into the imperial capital.

Chapter 98 The Confluence of the Twilight Order

Mass Empire Kexing Large Mine.

Tall wooden machines exposed their rotting bodies, and the dark holes of their blast furnaces seemed to be eternal abysses.

It is obvious that there is an inaccessible appearance here, but in the center of it is a faceless statue of a god.

At this time, it has shed some rough marks on its body, replaced by various jade, gold and silver decorations.

The four men in black knelt around the statue, their expressions frenzied.

And behind them, surrounded by a circle of gorgeously dressed nobles, also knelt down and worshiped.

It's just that when he bowed his head, there would be a flash of resentment, but it was quickly buried.

"Located at the intersection of the sun and the bright moon."

"Let us go to the endless twilight."

"The Unknowable of Life and Death."

"A rogue of endless chaos."

"The Lord of Twilight with supreme power."

"I'm here."

"A mysterious item for you."

"Please show your great power and guide the world to the dusk."

"Bringing the ultimate peace."

Everyone began to chant in a low voice and performed a sacrificial ceremony.

When the ancient spell disappeared in the mine, a man in black raised the sacrifice with both hands and presented it to the huge stone tribute platform.

It was a book exuding obscure and mysterious fluctuations, and its cover was engraved with symbols similar to family imprints.

There are vine-like black gold patterns all over its body, tightly entwining the books.

If you observe carefully, you can find that it is composed of countless tiny runes.

Darren offered the sacrifice respectfully, then stepped back quickly, lowering his gaze, looking directly at the ground covered with white stones.

Everyone began to wait quietly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky went from dusk to night.

When the bright moon rose, Darren and his party ended the sacrificial ceremony.

Some nobles stood up stiffly, and there seemed to be embarrassment on their faces, as if hesitating to speak.

But thinking of Darren's increasingly unfathomable state, he dared not say anything more.

So they could only bid farewell to the priest of the Twilight Cult one after another.

The figures dispersed, and after a while, only Darren and a fat figure remained.

The people next to Darren looked angrily on their faces, and looked coldly at the place where the nobles disappeared.

"These people don't have awe of the great Lord of the Twilight, it's just annoying!"

Looking at his face, it was the Viscount Kanas who surrendered after seeing the Lord of Twilight coming.

With Darren's help, he has successfully become the controller of the town and brought some nearby nobles under his command.

But Viscount Kanas, who was supposed to be proud of the spring breeze, was a little annoyed at the moment.

But this annoyance was not aimed at Darren, but because of those disobedient nobles.

Those nobles reluctantly bowed their heads because they faced the coercion of the morning star powerhouse.

But they hold the pride of nobility, and they have always been unconvinced by Viscount Kanas, who is also a nobleman, and some people even try to take his place.

Unless Viscount Kanas can be promoted to Morning Star himself, he will never be able to overwhelm them.

But Darren didn't pay attention to the disrespect of these nobles. In his opinion, as long as the supreme Twilight Lord comes, these people will surrender at the Lord's feet like Viscount Conas.

Darren looked at the statue. Since the Lord of Twilight came last time, he has held five sacrificial ceremonies.

Although he never caught His attention, Darren did not show any signs of discouragement.

This only shows that one's heart is not pious enough, and the items offered cannot attract the attention of the Great Twilight Lord.

But Darren firmly believes that as long as it continues, the Lord will come again one day.

He gently covered the sacrifice with a white cloth, and then received a surprising news.

Some Twilight Cult wants to defect to us?

Darren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he walked quickly to the outside of the abandoned mine.

A part of the gate of the mine has collapsed, covered with emerald green moss, and termite-gnawed wormholes can be seen faintly in the wood core, and there are several people waiting beside it.

With a kind smile on his face, Darren exchanged greetings with these colleagues who came from afar and traveled a long way.

Then he got the shocking news.

The great Lord of Twilight actually descended in the Ottoman Empire, and issued an oracle, so that a large number of Twilight Orders came to help him.

Hearing this, Darren was filled with fear and sincerity.

How could this insignificant believer of himself be able to make him take care of him so much.

What a merciful Lord.

Darren's eye sockets were moist for a moment, and his heart fell into self-movement.

The other priests of the Twilight Order looked at this believer who was specially taken care of by the Lord of Twilight, and they were puzzled. He didn't seem to have anything special about him.

But there must be some deep meaning behind the Lord of the Twilight's order.

Only some sects from the Mass Empire looked terrified, looking at him as if seeing a ferocious devil, their faces pale.

While Darren and his colleagues were chatting happily with each other, figures reappeared here in the distance.

It was that group of nobles who actually left and returned at this moment.

Walking in front of Darren, the nobleman tremblingly offered some items or money notes.

The amount shown on the money ticket is worth at least the entire net worth of a viscount, let alone those items that exude mysterious fluctuations.

Seeing this, Darren was puzzled, why did this group of nobles disappear for a while, as if they were a different person.

"My dear priest, please accept it. These are our thoughts."

"Yes, yes, there are these, this is the sacrifice we want to offer to the great Lord of the Twilight."

The noble showed a flattering smile, which seemed to be exactly the same as the Viscount Kanas that day.

Darren was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then stared at them.

But seeing the trembling and fearful expressions in their eyes, combined with the news brought by other Twilight Cults.

He realized in an instant that this group of nobles must have known about the arrival of the Twilight Lord, so they made such a move.

Darren said solemnly to them with a solemn expression on his face.

"The Lord of Twilight is above, the great He will definitely receive the hearts of believers."

The other Twilight Cultists on the side were a little shocked when they saw this scene.

They couldn't even imagine that these nobles, who had always looked above the top, were actually flattering this priest at this moment.

Sure enough, what the Lord of Twilight ordered must have his deep meaning in it.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Darren couldn't help showing a trace of excitement on his face.

With the help of these people, he can completely take this area today and take it into his pocket.

At that time, a grand sacrificial ceremony must be held for the great and benevolent Lord of the Twilight.

Chapter 99 Tragedy

imperial capital.

A figure was leaning against the wall, taking the opportunity of talking with the stall owner, to quietly stare at a gate.

Finally, he saw a familiar figure walk out of the gate, ended the conversation on his own initiative, and followed secretly.

The man seemed to have noticed something, and turned into an alley.

When he saw the face of the stalker clearly, he called out his name in surprise.

"Rochel?"

"Why have you disappeared these days? I thought you had died in that incident."

Rochel gave a wry smile when he heard the words, and briefly described what happened in the past few days.

This person is a good friend from the early years, but he entered the secret department a few years later.

It was never clear to Rochelle why his cronies had locked him up.

But he had to escape, because as long as he entered that place, he would die.

I came here today to find out the general situation, whether I am on the wanted list, and then plan my next move.

"The former chief's confidant...isn't that a traitor?"

"I didn't expect you to be imprisoned by him."

Hearing Rochel's description, the friend seemed a little surprised.

"traitor?"

Rochel was surprised when he heard this. It seemed that many things had happened in the past few days when he disappeared.

"Yes, colluding with the Twilight Church, using power and position for personal gain, and is also suspected of murdering a bishop of the Holy See."

"But the man has already run away, and he hasn't been caught yet."

The friend pouted and leaned against the wall.

"And a group of people were dismissed because of this incident, including the former officer who was like shit, and the secret department was also rectified."

"As for your concerns..."

"Don't worry, I didn't see your name on the wanted list."

Hearing this, Rochel's heart sank back.

"When will you come back?"

The friend asked curiously.

"I'll go back and report later, there are still some things to deal with now."

Rochelle bid farewell to his friend and walked towards the slums. He still had some dills he had borrowed from his friend.

This is his little accommodation fee and thank you fee.

Passing through various places in the slums all the way, he could feel that the atmosphere seemed a little tense.

I heard that a gang leader in the slums died, and others were robbing the territory, so it has been really chaotic recently, and scarlet blood can be seen everywhere.

Thinking of this, Rochel quickened his pace. He thought about taking a group of people from the orphanage to live.

With the salary of the secret department, it is definitely no problem to support ordinary people.

If you say why he is so caring, it is probably because those children were clumsy and accidentally splashed water on his clothes when they were feeding him water.

Rochel knew that it was due to working day and night, resulting in wide fingers, which made them a little clumsy.

Why do you know so clearly, because he has also experienced these.

Whenever he saw those pairs of pure eyes that were not contaminated with impurities, he felt as if he had been healed.

Walking to the gate of the yard, I saw the door that was opened and no one closed it.

Rochel thumped in his heart, and then rushed in directly.