Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

The preacher wanted to prepare slowly.

But it was obvious that the other party would not give them time.

When Jian Xiao heard the order, he was going to leave in a hurry, but he was immediately lifted up.

The next second, his figure flashed.

He was already in front of the preacher.

The assassin who caught him was the assassin who killed people in public. Now he appeared again, but Jian Xiao did not dare to look back.

In the entire Witcher sect, the highest status is undoubtedly the preacher himself, but the most mysterious, powerful and weird one is undoubtedly the assassin who follows the preacher.

He has been covered in gray robes all his life, without showing his face, and looks dry and thin, but he moves very quickly and only obeys the preacher's orders.

Even the Blood Moon priests do not know his specific identity, but if the preacher is the leader, then this shadow is the apostle.

Often plays the role of executioner.

"Go find that group of merchants," the preacher said, "bring them here."

"Since they are Mr. Gray's envoys, we must receive them..." Although they were facing a powerful enemy, the Hive Prince's voice was calm and charming at this time, "For this reason, I allow you to enter the core of the blood pool."

Jian Xiao was caught by the assassin and was quite nervous. He almost thought that he would die on the spot like his previous colleagues. After hearing the preacher's words, he understood and said with a happy face: "Yes!"

The so-called blood core is the preacher's own property.

It is also the secret holy place of the entire Witcher sect.

The previous blood moon priest was killed on the spot just for mentioning it, but the preacher took the initiative to open it and allowed them to enter... While feeling honored, Jian Xiao couldn't help but think that it was all because of that group of outsiders.

Jian Xiao said goodbye and hurried to his mine area.

According to the report, they were just at the opposite corner of the Kaiton City army's attack, the farthest away, so it was still safe at this time.

Don't worry about defense.

It may just be necessary to dispatch some Silver Moon guards to support the resistance.

After the last few Blood Moon priests left, only the preacher and his assassin were left in the mine hall. The preacher had established the Witcher sect for a long time, but there was still no mountain guards around him, only this assassin.

"You said, is what happened under the palace true?" The preacher said, "With it, can you really leave the Sorrow Mine Town?"

The person the Honeycomb Prince was talking to was naturally the gray-robed assassin, but the gray-robed assassin, who had always been regarded as loyal, seemed to have no reaction at all when he heard the question, and did not answer.

Standing there straight.

Let the fluorescent lantern shine on the dusty gray robe, covering him from head to toe in the shadow.

The preacher didn't care, turned around and left, muttering to himself: "You'd better not let me down..."

"After all, it's not easy to feed it."

...

...

Beside the underground blood pool, the old lady of the Blood Moon Priest was in a good mood. When she was in a good mood, she couldn't help killing two people to cheer her up.

With her order, the Silver Moon Guards took action. They used the moon blades in their hands to cut the necks of the captives neatly, and blood splashed.

It gushed into the pool.

The blood pool has been specially treated and will not wait for the corpses to rot and degrade naturally, which will waste a lot of energy and fertilizer.

And the smell it exudes is like an intoxicating pheromone for the city residents who have become cannibals, which makes them change their previous madness and reduce resistance.

The Silver Moon Guards killed one by one, and Lu Meng and others and the Embers Cult saw it, but there was no extra movement. The process of cannibalization is irreversible. These townspeople said that they were the residents of the Sorrowful Mine Town in the past, and there was a tragic element in it, but now they are no different from monsters.

And they are cannibalistic monsters.

The northern hunters fought and hunted with the Painted Tribe in the Cannibal Plains for a long time, killing countless cannibals who tried to spread the invasion. They themselves also had countless families broken up and died in their stomachs. This is the blood feud accumulated from generation to generation... In comparison, the confrontation in the Sorrowful Mine Town is really just a condensed version.

It is not that someone can empathize with monsters.

The mountain people use corpses as fat, which seems a bit weird and curious, but if you put yourself in their shoes, it is completely forced to survive.

Lu Meng understands that at this moment, the Witcher sect directly performs the ceremony in front of them, which is certainly a demonstration, but in essence it is like a child showing his beloved and proud toys in front of others. In a sense, it also shows that they have gained a certain trust from the other party.

- Although this kind of "toy" is not very desirable even if you look at it.

What Kaidun City didn't expect was that Tian Xinli Zheng thought that the Red King was just like him, a pure outsider, and at most had the advantage of "not being an enemy", but his military advantage could make up for this.

But he didn't know that Lu Meng could really get in touch with the Bloody Rebellion.

This was also a convenience of identity.

If he was from the United City, it would be absolutely impossible.

'Or...' Lu Meng thought, 'Tian Xinli Zheng has already thought of it? '

He had contact with the other party in the past.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he is 'familiar'.

When he thought of the general pretending to be an ordinary blacksmith and approaching him secretly, and revealing flaws in every move without realizing it, and then he had to manipulate and cooperate with the other party, and use many forging skills and even swordsmanship... Even now Lu Meng, he still thinks it is a kind of fun.

But, that is not the real world.

The current Tian Xin Li Zheng is at least seven or eight years older than when he knew him. Although it is only a few years, the current Kaidun City General is undoubtedly at the peak of his powers.

Both in terms of strength and mentality.

They are much sharper.

Therefore, even as "Lu Beiyou", he dare not completely determine the other party's thoughts.

However, on the other hand, as the captured cannibals were killed, it was the turn of the remaining captives, and they were all normal people with sound minds.

The smell produced by the blood pool could not intoxicate them, but it was stinking. Even the warriors of the Embers Cult had to prepare special respirators. Lu Dai also understood why Lu Meng gave him the mask of the swamp ninja. He was just surprised why he could predict the future... For ordinary people without any protection, their eyes had already been stabbed red, and their stomachs were churning unbearably.

Coupled with the impact of the picture, it can be said to be the top torture before death.

Some captives were already incontinent, vomiting and having diarrhea, but those who were in such a situation were often executed by the Silver Moon Guards on the grounds that they could not be wasted and thrown into the blood pool.

They were so scared that they dared not even show their fear.

The Blood Moon Priest did not watch these scenes, but sat cross-legged by the blood pool and prayed devoutly to the mountain of corpses, but at this time, the old woman suddenly heard a voice:

"Priest, I want to ask you for someone."

She looked up and saw that it was the young man who had won her some favor and was quite "intelligent".

It was Lu Meng who stood up.

Hearing his words, the first person to react was not the Blood Moon Priest, but Bard who was tied up on the other side. Because this bard was the most jumpy before, he was specially asked by the priest to stay at the end for the grand ceremony.

He hadn't been killed yet.

Before that, Bard looked at Lu Meng eagerly, looking forward to the next eye contact... Unfortunately, the white-haired young man had never paid attention.

Now, the poet twisted again.

"You mean..." The Blood Moon Priest frowned, her first reaction was to refuse.

But when she thought about the other party sending fuel from afar, and had not yet made any request to them, although it was definitely not a formal transaction now, which was only decided by the preacher, it would be okay to listen first and sell it as a gift of goodwill.

Lu Meng's hand pointed in the air, passing over the surviving captives. They were all full of hope, but when they were ignored, they immediately became more desperate and miserable.

Bard was proud in his heart.

I thought that His Highness still hadn't forgotten me...

But the next moment.

The expression on his face was also dull.

Because Lu Meng pointed to another person.

"This soldier bee." He said.

——【Thunder】.