Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 326 Black Pharaoh Ross

Ross looked at the heat and hope in Marion's eyes, and he knew that this man had taken the bait.

As long as he is a normal person facing this situation, no one can resist the temptation of this existence.

At this time, the man who claimed to be the Black Pharaoh in front of Marion was naturally changed by Ross.

After leaving Kane, he focused on Marion.

What happened after Charlemagne's place Charlemagne can solve it by himself. After what happened last night, Judy didn't dare to do it casually, and she, being proud, would not ask other people in the Black Goat's Egg for help.

Both Kane and Bell are on the right track here, and Kane gave himself a very good opportunity this morning.

When everything is ready, a suitable reason is needed to kick off the start of this frenzy.

On the way here, Ross has been thinking about what kind of identity and what kind of personality he should use to contact Marion and become the grandfather behind him.

Then in a flash of inspiration, he thought of Nyarlathotep, one of the three pillar gods.

This guy has all kinds of incarnations, and then gives all kinds of taboo knowledge to human beings, causing chaos to human beings, and then hopes that human beings will destroy themselves.

Combined with the development of the past few months, Ross has vigorously developed blood therapy, built special shelters, and taught people countless taboo knowledge that does not belong to humans.

Then he walked out of Arkham and came to Massa to endanger the world.

Ever since, Los thought that his current image was very suitable for Nyarlathotep's commonly used incarnation image, and he chose a random black pharaoh he was most familiar with for the name.

As for the character design, today's Ross stands out for being mysterious, powerful, elegant and compelling!

Marion is a very normal ordinary person. He cannot resist normal temptations. He longs for power and women, fears death, longs for beauty, and surrenders to power.

That's what Ross's plan is now.

He discovered that the entire empire now has very strong hostility towards Arkham, and directly using the name of Arkham will not go smoothly.

At the same time, he also considered that in the future, he would inevitably set up many people. If he used the same name, it would definitely bring a lot of trouble to Arkham.

If other organizations are established in the identity of various other people in this process, a lot of hatred for Arkham can be shared through these fictional organizations.

Combining the above, Los's first official status outside, the Black Pharaoh appeared in this way.

And with the black pharaoh as the leader, during the time Ross ate a hamburger, one that had never been seen before was suddenly established at this time, and an organization called the black suit was established.

At this time, Marion looked at Ross with burning eyes, and asked tentatively, "You said, have you observed me for a long time?"

Ross nodded: "Of course, I have been paying attention to you all the way. I have been looking for someone who can set off the wave of the times these years, and you are the one I fancy."

"The person who set off the wave of the times..." Hearing this, Marion agreed very much, because he always thought that if he could set up a workers' union, it would indeed set off a wave of the new generation.

Marion asked again: "Then... do you want to help me complete this great cause?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't be standing here." Rose lifted his cap and smiled.

Marion felt his heart beat faster, but he wasn't overwhelmed with joy, so he didn't continue.

"Sorry, I'm going to lead a workers' march next time, can we talk later?" Marion knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch, and the other party would definitely ask for certain benefits while offering help.

Marion is also ready to pay a sufficient price, but it doesn't mean that he is a stunned young man who can be fooled by others.

He needs to cool down his head and give himself enough time to think to weigh the pros and cons.

At the same time, this time should also be used to test the sincerity of the other party and what kind of strength the other party has.

"You've moved some big family cheese now, and they've been trying to get rid of you now, so there's a lot of risk in the parade," Ross said.

Marion looked down at the three bodies, took a deep breath and said, "I know, but I have to do this."

Ross smiled slightly, showing an expression of appreciation: "I appreciate people who are determined."

Speaking of which, Ross turned and walked away: "From now on, no one can hurt you."

"What?" Before Marion recovered, he found that the mysterious black pharaoh had disappeared.

"This guy...seems to be very powerful!" The last sentence just now gave Marion a complete sense of security.

Curious, he looked down at the corpse again. The heads of the three people were shattered almost at the same time, as if a bomb had been planted in their heads and exploded.

But he knew very well that it is impossible to have a bomb in a person's head.

"There was no gunfire, no explosion. It is impossible for any gun to completely blow up the heads of three people in an instant. How did he do it?"

While meditating, Marion walked out of the alley.

"Mr. Marion?!" As soon as he came out, he saw a dozen workers rushing over.

They all wore uniform blue overalls and held signs in their hands.

It read "Better Security! Better Workplace!"

Marion took a deep breath, temporarily put the matter of the black pharaoh behind him, and said with a smile: "Let's go! Fight for our rights!"

Afterwards, a group of people walked quickly to the gathering place.

Los, who was floating in mid-air in a transparent form, looked at this very simple request, and said with a smile on his face: "This request is really simple."

Workers' requirements are not high, they can have the protection of work injury and illness, and at the same time, they can improve the working environment.

Now many people in factories are always suffering from various terminal diseases due to various chemicals and fiber dust.

And for those who are terminally ill, there is only one way to follow up, first to be abandoned by the boss, and then wait to die in despair, just like the old Han before.

Old Han was lucky, he was a citizen of Arkham, and at the same time he caught up with the era of Los, so he got a miracle and survived.

But here, there is no miracle called blood therapy.

At 09:30 in the morning, all the workers gathered together.

A total of 6 workers gathered this time, and a total of six large factories and seven small factories went on strike.

The number of strikers accounted for one-tenth of the overall workers in Massa.

6 people packed three blocks in a mighty way. Under the leadership of Marion, they held signs and shouted neat slogans and began to parade between cities.

"It's really spectacular!" Ross said with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)