After becoming the sister of a supporting character, I killed the protagonist

"How many sacrifices did Xueling County bring this time?" Il looked at the priest aside, and without waiting for the priest to answer, he said, "Why are there so few sacrifices today?"

"Could it be that Xueling County wants to disobey the gods?" Yi Er did it on purpose. He wanted to see what Wen Nian could do. Could he really be so willing to let innocent people become sacrifices?

"You'd better not push yourself too hard. You've finally reached the position of the Son of God, and you don't want to start all over again, right?" Wen Nian took a step forward with a smile, then looked at Yi Er's face and said word by word: "No. Challenge my patience, you bastard!"

Il looked at Wen Nian's cold face and the murderous intent in Wen Nian's eyes, and then he felt relieved. The hero in people's minds has now become like this.

"Okay, no matter what, you are a believer of the gods. You have worked hard all the way. Let's arrange for them to move in." Yi Er looked at Wen Nian's current expression with satisfaction and waved his hand, as if to show his tolerance.

Wen Nian didn't care, and just followed the priests to the place where they lived temporarily. Perhaps because the God of Despair favored Wen Nian, the room arranged by the temple for Wen Nian was extremely comfortable, but Yi Er and Lin Wan did not bother about it. hands and feet.

"Human, there are no surveillance magic or guards here." Grande lifted the invisibility magic and said softly after looking around the room.

"Miss, your plan this time is too risky." Chen Lun stood behind Wen Nian and said disapprovingly: "Even if miss has gained new power, our strength is far from what it used to be."

A few days ago, Wen Nian asked Chen Lun to compile a record and information about the past battle with Yi Er. Chen Lun knew that Wen Nian was going to do something very dangerous. Originally, Chen Lun thought that Wen Nian would not hesitate to do anything. However, I didn't expect that Wen Nian would come to attend this sacrificial ceremony.

"Our chance of winning is too small. The opponent's army is larger than ours, miss. This is a very unwise behavior." Seeing that Wen Nian didn't respond, Chen Lun had to continue to persuade.

"I don't want to start a war, Uncle Chen. Don't make it sound like I can just start a war between countries. I don't have that kind of power." Wen Nian said helplessly. How could she have that ability? .

"Then what do you want to do? Destroy this sacrifice? I'm afraid this will not have any impact on the situation." Chen Lun said.

"Will it be such a small move if I take action?" Wen Nian smiled mysteriously, and then his eyes fell on Grande. Thinking of Lin Wan's words again, his mood suddenly became depressed.

"If I had known better, I should have stabbed harder. This is near the temple anyway, so she won't die. It will just hurt a little." After Wen Nian whispered this sentence, he suddenly felt like he was in a TV series. The role of a villain feels pretty good. It turns out that being a villain is such a happy thing.

"Grand, please contact everyone." Wen Nian closed the window and then looked at Grande. Grande was holding the fruit. When Wen Nian said this, several people looked at Wen Nian.

"Just tell them I want them to see a daytime fireworks show."

"I understand, humans, I will tell them the truth." The window was completely closed by Wen Nian, and only the sound of magic echoed in the room.

At this moment, several people on the continent received Wen Nian's message at the same time, and people went to the temple of the God of Despair to watch the grand daytime fireworks led by Wen Nian.

A few days later

The grand sacrifice started in the temple on time. Wen Nian and his party took a luxurious carriage and Shi Shiran came to the square in front of the temple. In the center of the square was the statue of the God of Despair. The people who were used as sacrifices were being held in prison at the moment. In the cage on the square, he looked helplessly and despairingly at the people who came to watch the ceremony.

And Wen Nian's carriage drove to the front of the crowd as if entering a no-man's land, causing the high priest Ziyun who was inspecting the sacrificial ceremony in the square to frown.

"Miss Wen." Ziyun stepped forward and looked at the carriage of Wen Nian and his party.

"Well, what's the matter, Priest Ziyun, don't pay attention to me. I'm just here to watch the ceremony today. Priest Ziyun doesn't have to take care of me like this. I'm so embarrassed to bother you to come over to express my condolences in person." Wen Nian sat on the carriage and Chen Uncle opened the curtain, Wen Nian didn't even move, he smiled at Ziyun like a superior person and said with a smile.

"No, I would like to thank Miss Wen for allowing us servants who serve the Lord God to see such a luxurious carriage. I didn't expect that the team just used to deliver sacrifices would be so well-equipped. Xueling County's support for Lord God The loyalty is evident." Ziyun said.

"Is it luxurious?" Wen Nian frowned in confusion, then looked at the carriage and said nonchalantly: "As expected, the priests are all devout believers of the gods. This kind of carriage can also be called luxurious. I think all the priests must All my thoughts are devoted to serving the gods, so I am not tainted by the world."

As soon as Wen Nian said these words, the faces of all the priests became extremely ugly. Wen Nian almost pointed at the faces of the priests and said that they were ignorant.

"Didn't that little dragon follow Miss Wen?" Ziyun said lightly, and then looked around in Wen Nian's carriage unceremoniously.

"It seems like everyone thinks Grande will be my weakness?" Wen Nian wasn't angry either. He was almost furious inside. Why did everyone want to attack her Grande?

"And what's very strange is that the sacrifices Miss Wen brought were half of the sacrifices of others, but the supplies she carried were no less than others. Isn't this strange? Could it be that Miss Wen also brought Who else?" Ziyun said in pursuit.

"What I just said was wrong. You adults are not uncontaminated by the secular world. At least you still know how to beg for alms." Wen Nian deliberately looked like he suddenly realized something.

"It turns out that High Priest Ziyun has been laying the groundwork for so long to tell me that the temple needs some donations? Next time, the high priest can tell me directly, without having to lay the groundwork. After all, my Wen family is not like a temple. Our family has a lot of money. ." Wen Nian gave Priest Ziyun a reliable look.

"High Priest, if the delay continues, it will be too late for the sacrificial ceremony." Just when Priest Ziyun was about to say something, a young priest next to Priest Ziyun reminded anxiously, if he is here again for Wen Nian If the quarrel of words delays the sacrifice, then you will have to walk away with nothing to eat.

"I wish Miss Wen have a nice day, and may the gods bless you." Ziyun put down these words and left. Wen Nian snorted. She was not exaggerating. There is no one under Yi Er who is both wise and wise. Is this not enough for a reliable person with a mouth? whispering sound!

"I'm afraid they won't give up so easily." Uncle Chen said in a low voice as he looked at the busy priests around him.

Wen Nian just smiled and said nothing. Seeing Ning Zhe's worried look, Wen Nian even reached out and patted the back of Ning Zhe's hand to signal him not to be so nervous.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, when the drums sounded in front of the square, Priest Ziyun personally came to the carriage of Wen Nian and others.

"Dear guests, please follow us into the temple to begin the ceremony."

"There was no such statement in the previous ceremony." Chen Lun stood up and said

"Yes, this is the decree just issued by the Lord God. Miss Wen, please accept it." Ziyun said with pretense of respect.

"Fart! You guys clearly have bad intentions!" Ning Zhe took out his sword from its sheath and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Ziyun.

"It doesn't matter." Wen Nian stretched out his hand to stop Ning Zhe who was about to take action, and got out of the carriage under the gaze of everyone.

"Even if these people want to harm me, God will protect me. Otherwise, according to El's character, I would have been killed long ago."

"But!" Ning Zhe wanted to say something else. After all, this was on the enemy's territory. How could we guarantee that there would be no accidents? Who knew when the God of Despair's favor for Wen Nian would disappear.

"Don't worry, you just need to wait for me here. It's not that easy to kill me." Wen Nian touched the jade pendant on his belt. The Pantheon still responded to him. Even if something unexpected happened, he could still enter. There are other plans in the Pantheon.

"I have done as you asked, and I have given you enough face. High Priest Ziyun will be beaten if you push the envelope even further." Wen Nian walked up to Ziyun and said.

What bullshit god just issued a decree? It was clearly because that bitch Yier wanted to cause trouble for himself and had to cause trouble at this time.

As soon as Wen Nian entered the temple, he saw many acquaintances. These people were all people who had hindered Yier to some extent, but compared with the extent of Wen Nian's obstruction, they were nothing at all. There is not too much investigation, but these people are used to demonstrate the tolerance of themselves and the God of Despair.

As soon as Wen Nian walked in, he received the attention of everyone. Everyone focused their eyes on Wen Nian. Those eyes contained inquiry, surprise, disdain and even disappointment.

It is not difficult to imagine that even if they heard the news that Wen Nian would deliver the sacrifice to the temple, they thought it was just a rumor. But now that they really saw Wen Nian, everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even the former heroes had Now that it has become like this, who else can stand up?

"You are sitting so high, can you see clearly? Do I need a pair of glasses for you?" Wen Nian looked towards the second floor of the temple, where El was sitting, which is the Holy Seat of the Son of God.

"I'll give you some tips for our distinguished guests. The ceremony will last for a while." Il waved his hand, and an attendant walked in with exquisite refreshments.

"Give me a stool. Your gods all have stools. Do you want me to stand?" Wen Nian looked at how close he was to being held, raised his eyebrows, and said to the statue of the God of Despair.

The next second, a table with stools appeared in front of Wen Nian. Wen Nian motioned to the other party to put down the tea, and started eating slowly regardless of where he was at the moment.