Darkness is the perfect lover of killing!

The world of thieves is full of betrayal, deception and blood. The world of darkness has its ancient and obscure laws. Every wanderer, sneaky person in the shadow, unconsciously obeys it and practices their ancient agreement with darkness. If you have read this chapter, please move to: Chinese. Read the latest chapter as protected by Bain and Cialek, murder, betrayal and deception, tyranny, hatred and evil.

This is their clergy and an ancient source of the laws of this world.

According to this tradition, Chen Ang will face a series of conspiracies and temptations from the dark forces. He also needs to use cruelty, tyranny and terror to maintain his majesty and intimidate any existence who dares to stretch his claws into his territory. During this process, murder, betrayal, madness and tyranny that occur will greatly please the evil gods.

This kind of ritual-like tradition will greatly strive for the power of darkness. Anyone who tries to challenge this tradition will encounter deeper temptations from darkness.

But Chen Ang doesn't care!

He has no time, no energy, and no interest in playing these ancient games with them, so he intends to deal with the coming crisis with another, older dark tradition!

This traditional name is: The one with the big fist is the boss!

Also known as violence solves all problems! Including conspiracy, opposition, possible traitors, small, trivial conspiracies and endless troubles! If killing cannot solve the problem, it must be that the killing is not enough!

Violence certainly doesn’t solve the problem, but it can at least solve most of the problems!

This is the logic of darkness. It is an ancient and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!

Whether in light or darkness, Feren, Greyhawk, Earth or Torrell, this logic holds true in most cases. Chen Ang has no reason not to use such a continuous and effective strategy.

In the shadow of dusk, Chen Ang stood in the dark with a smile, staring at the deep water city in the sunset. The black shadows behind him gradually blurred, and in the hazy twilight, there was a hint of cold chill.

Deepwater City did not disappoint its name. It has the best deepwater port in the entire southern half of the bay. In fact, the name of Deepwater City comes from this. This is the largest cargo port in the south! The merchants here offer generous offerings to Ambori and Talos not to pray for their blessing, but to avoid the anger from the gods.

In this prosperous city, money brings sin, and in fact, although it is surrounded by good forces, the evil power is even stronger. Many paladins regard this evil city as a thorn in their eyes, but because of the subtle political situation and the economic status of the Deep Water City, they can do nothing.

The kindness that protects order, and the evil of order itself, is powerless like a joke. In this regard, they are not even as good as the idiots who are confused and kind.

The dock area is the source of wealth in Deep Water City. The wealth flowing here has grown to a level that can be almost comparable to thirty red dragons over the past two hundred years. Of course, it is definitely not a freak with an ancient Roman name, but a standard adult red dragon, who likes things that shine with golden light and has the same aesthetic as dwarfs.

So, there are thieves here! The only element that drives them is not faith, not camp, but the naked money, one of the most powerful beings in the whole world, the supreme god of the universe, the great god of Manny! The entire main material world. More than 60% of the intelligent creatures are its devout believers, and it exercises its supreme divine power through the shining of gold.

Chen Ang thought that Cyric and Bain’s belief as evil was too unstylish. Tyranny and murder were always just means to achieve the end, not the end itself. To be evil for evil, to murder, to be violent and violent, it sounds so stupid!

Only the great god Manny is enough to be the most faithful wanderer and darkness. It has never disappointed its believers, and in the multiverse and different worlds, it is the same.

With just a little power from this great god, Chen Ang successfully obtained the information he wanted. Of course, this was also related to the few bloody corpses in the tavern, and eight items that could be delivered were obtained.

Wanderers like to hide in small and complex terrain. Unfortunately, Chen Ang also likes it because the pure steel crossbow he made can only exert its terrifying lethality only within fifty feet. It is really a pity for the technological civilization to not reach 5,000 pounds of the composite material. Even so, those cautious, rat-like wanderers are really troublesome.

They have no fixed strongholds and seem to have no influence, but without controlling them, they will never be able to control the underground world. In this way, it will be meaningless to deal with the Thieves Guild in Deep Water City.

In order not to disturb these little mice who are very agile, Chen Ang's actions must be ruthless, fast, accurate and steady! With a clean and neat speed, the Thieves Guild will become history.

No rogue can underestimate them. They are cautious and meticulous in their thinking. During long-term training, their senses are sharp and their intuitions are strong. They can hardly be ambushed or attacked. Every rogue is extremely careful, even a little nervous and sick, but rogues who have lost this trait will soon disappear into this cruel world.

It is not difficult to kill a wanderer. A cautious fox can't fight a good hunter, but it is extremely difficult to completely annihilate a wanderer organization. What's more, an ancient giant like the Thieves Guild is not easy to mess with even a branch.

The most important condition to do this is intelligence!

"Population is a precious wealth!" Chen Ang stood on the tallest sentry tower in the slums and pointed to the continuous shack below. This was once a lighthouse near the harbor. Since the merchants who were traveling around abandoned the forward camp established in the slums, eliminated the evil creatures entrenched in the most favorable terrain, and established the deep water city, it was abandoned, but it is still the tallest building in the slums.

It is also an important stronghold of the Yalin Gang.

"Wealth and value will not be created out of thin air, they need these..." Chen Ang pointed to the numb poor man below, and pointed to the craftsman area near the far-reaching wharf area: "And with these!"

"Only by combining tools and population can we create wealth for us!" Chen Ang signaled that in front of him, several backbones of the Blood Hand Gang were thinking, and they were all selected by Chen Ang, who was not so stupid in Chen Ang's opinion. "So, I need you to create wealth more efficiently and control the population!"

"But what should we do? Do we use the cheap untouchables here to build workshops?" Lek, the accountant of the Blood Hand Gang, said in confusion: "The people here are too stupid! Without noble blood, they are not enough to undertake higher intellectual work. They cannot learn craftsmanship and cannot read!"

"I know!" Chen Ang said slowly, staring at the suspected humans who were curled up by the road indifferently, these people who had been struggling on the verge of survival for generations. Their intelligence and ability have degenerated to an extremely dangerous situation. Compared with the nobles with excellent genetics, the intellectual gap has almost become two species.

"But a dog is valuable! You just lack the eyes to discover them. To make them create value, you need to let them see hope!" Chen Ang said seriously.

"Hope?" Lek and his classmates chewed on this strange word, feeling the 'bloody hand' in front of them. They looked like the pastors of the kind gods who tried to preach in the slums.

"Yes, hope is a good thing! It can make lazy people diligent, ignorant, dead people, and become hardworking and passionate." Chen Ang smiled, but in Lek's view, he looked like a demon, "Give them a little cheap hope in exchange for their own and hard work. Creating wealth and value for us is a fair business, isn't it?"

"What a precious thing! I'm extremely fair to exchange freedom and money for it!"

Lek heard Chen Ang's low voice, because it contained darkness like an abyss and had a cold war. He no longer dared to doubt the evil and horror of his boss. Can he come up with such an idea like a devil contract? Isn't his boss really an advanced devil who transformed into a world from hell?

"They need a role model, a role model, and a similar person who changes his destiny with his own efforts and struggle! We must make them believe that through their own efforts and struggle, the opportunity to get rid of this destiny is a very affirmative hope. It is not because of luck or other factors, but because of our own efforts to achieve success!"

Chen Ang asked in a low voice: "Do you understand what I mean?"

"But..." Lek was a little hesitant. After Chen Ang's encouragement, he plucked up his courage to question: "There is no such person! Such a person cannot exist!"

"Then make one!" Chen Ang replied without hesitation.

"Even if it's a deception, it's for their own good! Find out who might succeed. Give them a little help and get results that were impossible to achieve. It's not difficult. As long as we loosen the rope that strangles their necks a little and let them breathe a sigh of relief, they can do this!"

"But they won't believe it..."

"No, they will! Those who are deeply in despair will crazily believe in an illusory dream. They will force themselves to believe in these things, because no matter how bad hope is, it is better than nothing. Letting them believe in these things and obtain that little pitiful comfort is not a bad thing! Nothing is more terrible than it is now, isn't it?"

"But it will be exposed soon! When we reap our wealth from them, they will find that they have nothing again. They will continue to survive like a salted fish, and will hate us even more!" Lek took out his greatest courage in his life and questioned Chen Ang.

"It will not be exposed!" Chen Ang said in a personal voice: "We have to change our way. If we kill the lambs, they will fight desperately, but if we harvest their milk and hair, they will endure it. Be careful with your lambs!"

"Let's change the way! The poor are identifiable. They are not the lambs of the lords, nor are the free people of the city. They are helpless and no one will accept them. This means that they can only be under our control! It is easy to choose a channel and harvest their wealth, our hair and milk."

Chen Ang continued to smile and said, "There are many means! We can lend them money or open a bank to let them save money. Of course, these are very difficult to operate and are not suitable for us. Where we can directly control, we have something of decisive value, land! The land here is ours!"

"We buy the land here at a low price, then hire the cheap population here, build that land, and finally sell the built houses at an amazing price to harvest the wealth of those people for their lives! They have no choice, right? And they won't complain! Because this is business, business is business!"

Facing those gang backbones who were stunned and even afraid of him, Chen Ang's face was calm.

"This is a long-term plan. Now we have some more convenient ways to harvest our wealth!" Chen Ang led his group back to the tower, which was a small greenhouse, which was taken care of by a low-level druid, and there were clusters of inconspicuous herbs growing inside.

The most conspicuous thing about those plants are the lobes lanceolate slender leaves, which are palm-shaped, with dark green surfaces, and the young leaves on the back have white velvets, while the leaves are hairless and have thick serrated serrations that look like inward curves.

This is a specialty of the earth. It is a kind of tobacco that the Dutch people like to watch. It is also an improved version of another world. It ensures that the taste does not change, and can refresh the mind, boost the spirit, and make people excited! At the same time, it reduces its toxic hazards.

It’s no problem to quit more than a dozen times a day.

Social organizations that do not sell tobacco are not dynamic social organizations! With this special product as a lubricant, Chen Ang's organization began to grow vigorously. Tobacco sold in the name of magic materials provided a large amount of jealous funds for the Blood Hand Gang.

If simple funds are not enough to cause a violent reaction in the dark world, then a new species and new products with huge profits are enough to cause greed in the entire underground world.

This is a greedy trap!

Wanderers don’t have to look for it, they come to the door themselves! They also bring a lot of information about the dark world. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!