Casting spells

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Anyone who can live, no one wants to die casually, even if they can enter the kingdom of gods after death, and enjoy inexhaustible food and fine wine.

Feeling that these people were trying their best to grab the last straw, Jesse stood next to the statue and yelled loudly: "Shut up! Come one by one! Kneel down, and then pray sincerely to the statue. If it recognizes you, then you can get the antidote to cure the plague for free."

"Me! I'll come first!" The middle-aged man who spoke first rushed forward, knelt down and praised devoutly: "Great Benny! You are the only belief in my heart! You are the only one in this world!" God..."

But before he finished speaking, a red light fell from the sky.

"Hmph! You idiot! You actually want to get away with lying?" Jessie sneered, then pulled out the dagger and wiped it on the opponent's neck.

puff!

The scarlet blood immediately sprayed in all directions, completely staining the ground red within a short while.

As for the middle-aged man, he tried to struggle at first, but soon lost consciousness, fell to the ground with a plop, and turned into a warm corpse.

Jesse wiped the blood on the dagger lightly, and issued a warning without raising his head: "If anyone wants to use performances to cheat the antidote, I advise you to die as soon as possible. Who will come next?"

"I come!"

The young mother who was holding the child took the initiative to take a step forward, forcing herself not to look at the dead body next to her, kneeling on the statue and muttering nervously.

next second!

Another white light fell from the sky, covering her from head to toe.

Seeing this scene, Jesse nodded in satisfaction: "You have passed! Go get the antidote. Remember, as a believer, you have to come here to pray once a day."

"Thank you for the generosity and kindness of the great master!" The young mother hurriedly bent down and bowed again, then picked up a bottle of medicine on the table, and poured half of it into herself and her child.

When the cool feeling began to spread from the stomach to the surroundings, the feeling of nausea, fever, and vomiting quickly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable relief.

The baby, who had been crying all the time, gradually calmed down, and the little face full of tears showed a calmness that had not been seen for many days.

The plague is cured!

Everyone present felt this very obvious change, and their emotions became extremely excited.

As the saying goes, where there is the first, there is the second, and where there is the second, there is the third...

In about 10 minutes or so, more than 40 people drank the potion and began to kneel in front of the statue devoutly and recite psalms of praise aloud.

But as long as you listen carefully, you will find that these poems were originally taught to believers by the priest of the God of Justice, and they just changed their names.

If it weren't for his strong concentration, Jesse might not be able to help but burst out laughing on the spot.

She even imagined, if the priest of the God of Justice saw this scene, how would he react?

Get mad straight away?

Or draw out your arms and destroy these blasphemous poor people?

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Relying on the antidote to the plague, a sect worshiping Benny quickly developed in the Beggar's Nest, and an ambitious guy helped build the church's shelf, and began to actively infiltrate the surrounding areas.

Using concealment and a strict organizational structure, more and more people had to join it in order to survive, gradually forming a huge force.

With the increasing number of rich merchants and nobles in the church, they began to join forces to intervene in politics, commerce and trade to benefit themselves and the church.

As a saying goes, there is nothing scarier in the world than religion.

Perhaps the original founders of many sects simply wanted to spread their thoughts and ideas to more people.

But when more and more people participate in it, there will inevitably be a relationship of interests, thus forming a huge community of interests.

As the instigator, Zhang Cheng has now swallowed and transformed the energy of the soul, integrated a trace of divinity carried by the broken magic crystal into the body, and began to continuously draw power from the faith, making great strides towards the evolution of the demigod.

Of course, this process does not happen overnight, it will take a long time.

Just when he calmed down and waited for a good show, the old butler suddenly broke into the room and reported with a smile on his face: "Master Benny, Miss Irebeth de Timarand came to visit and said yes I have something important to discuss with you."

"Did she say something important?" Zhang Cheng hid the golden light shining in his pupils, turned around and pretended to be interested.

"I don't know, but I think this is a good opportunity."

"Yeah, this is indeed a good opportunity..."

Chapter 9 Fifteen

"Good afternoon, Ms. Erebes. I heard from the butler that you have something important to discuss with me?" Zhang Cheng took the initiative to bow slightly to the armored female paladin as soon as he came to the living room.

He could feel that what a fragile and helpless soul was hidden in the other party's forced calm appearance.

The terrible Neverwinter plague has almost driven Erebes crazy. She is exhausted and helpless. No matter what she does, she can't stop the spread of the plague, and the order in the city is almost collapsed.

Especially the Penisula District, where the prison is located, has completely lost control at the moment. The prisoners who broke through the cage wantonly smashed, smashed and robbed, venting the animal nature of the fear of death in their hearts.

The docks weren't much better, with daring smugglers and sailors even attacking the guards and driving them out of the whole area, leaving them to do as they please behind closed doors.

It can be said that Lord Nasir has now lost control of Neverwinter City, so he can only order the blockade of various areas to ensure the safety of the city center.

"Good afternoon, Benny, I do have something important to discuss with you." Erebes forced a smile.

"Oh, what is it?" Zhang Cheng pretended to be sincere and asked.

"It's about food! In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the municipal council has ordered a blockade of the entire city, so we have been unable to get food supplies from the outside world for a long time, which has caused food prices to soar. Many civilians have lost their food sources. I I heard that you hoarded a large amount of food before the outbreak of the plague, so I hope you can stand up and give some help to the people at this critical moment." Erebes straightforwardly explained the purpose of his visit.

After all, paladins are a bunch of straight-hearted people, and they don't know how to beat around the bush at all, and they don't even know that they should try their mouths first in such things.

"I'm sorry, Miss Timarand. You mean... let us donate a large amount of food for free?" The old housekeeper suddenly interjected, frowning.

Erebes nodded lightly: "Yes! The city hall doesn't have enough money to buy food. All we can give is gratitude from the bottom of our hearts."

Hearing this, the old butler couldn't help but sneered and said, "Grateful? I'm sorry, Mandain Manor never needs any gratitude. If there is no money, we can accept equivalent magic items, potions and scrolls, but It’s impossible to take away for nothing.”

"Are you going to just watch those poor people starve?" Erebes asked with an ugly face.

"What does it have to do with us that they are starving? That is the problem of you and Lord Nasir! It is you who failed to manage the city well and let the magic plague, famine and chaos spread everywhere, not our responsibility." The old butler spoke sharply. retorted.

Erebes was obviously irritated by this sentence, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes burst out with angry flames.

But in the end, her responsibilities as a paladin forced her to calm down, and turned her attention to Zhang Cheng: "Benny, are you really not going to take out the hoarded food to help the people?"

"I'm really sorry, I can't decide this matter. In addition, I suggest that you don't try to take the guards to rob. My father placed a lot of fire glue in the warehouse, which can burn all the food to ashes in an instant. .”

Although Zhang Cheng's expression and tone were full of sincerity when he said these words.