Blood of Mercury

"The road to inevitable destruction is unpredictable, because the nature of the twilight thing is never placed in its appeal."

A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the bedroom of the ruler of Rib Street.

This bedroom, which is enough to be painted with terrifying colors, is now full of a crazy beauty that is almost artistic. Seventeen rotting corpses were dressed in ill-fitting children's clothes, with stiff smiles on their faces, and their joints were limp like broken dolls scattered around the room.

Perhaps because of this reason, the undead ruler had already drawn all the heavy curtains in the entire room when it was only dusk.

In the center of the entire room, a simple magic circle outlined by fresh blood flashed and flashed a steady signal, and a child's eyeball placed in the center of the magic circle stretched out many tentacles. Form a mouth shape in the air, opening and closing to say something.

"Master, please forgive me."

If an outsider sees this scene, they will show a shocked expression. The undead occupying an area in the City of Wealth is now kneeling in front of the mouth composed of tentacles like a devout believer, not even daring to raise his head, so he respectfully crawls on the ground.

"I am surrounded by foolish people, and I don't know how to reveal the end of the world to them... Master, please tell me whether I should use a more gentle way or..."

"You shouldn't hesitate on this matter, Kassa," the twisted lips that emerged from the tentacles pursed slightly, revealing an unpleasant angle, "although the omniscient and almighty N'Zoth gave us an explanation, we still It is our duty to explain the inevitable end from a more desperate perspective, because the world has never had the slightest hope, and it is our greatest glory to wake the foolish people from their dreams."

"……Yes."

The undead known as Kasa hesitated: "But Master, do we really want to release those walking corpses? They will definitely destroy the city of wealth."

"On the contrary, with the help of the tree of suffering, these walking corpses will restore order to the city of wealth."

The low, hoarse voice gradually softened: "With your help in the past, our Truth Society has driven Farina away. Now, there is no Druid in this city who can stop this ceremony."

"Kasa, now the truth will need you."

The hoarse voice was as gentle as an elder, full of encouragement.

"...I'll think about it."

Kasa nodded heavily and reached out to interrupt the ceremony.

He just knelt alone in the cramped and monotonous bedroom like a torture room, and was silent for a long time.

Then he decided to start praying.

——Pray for those who are about to be killed by him.

But just as his eulogy was in the second stanza, there was a sudden knock on the door under the floor of the empty room.

No, it would be too frivolous to call it a knock on the door—it was just a simple collision.

It was the sound of the body slamming heavily against the thin iron door. It's like someone strangling someone by the neck and slamming him against the door repeatedly.

But if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be...

Kasa opened his eyes, frowned and looked at a corner of his room.

There is the secret door he set up. After passing through this secret door, he can reach the sewer. He usually sneaks into the sewer through this secret door to bury the corpses and bury the scorpion.

Although the stench and filth squeezed from the spinal cord of the walking corpse are completely unusable, but fortunately, the appearance of these ridged insects is no different from that of ordinary ridged insects, at least they can be sold smoothly. go.

And what Casa does is a one-shot deal. Anyone who dared to seek compensation from him was thrown into the sewers to raise ridges.

This secret passage is Kasa's most important capital here. No matter how badly his capital on the bright side fails, as long as this secret passage is not discovered, he can both retreat and make a comeback. With the necessary vigilance, he didn't even mention a word to his closest staff.

Therefore, the guards must never be called.

Casa frowned tightly, took out an exquisite gemstone necklace from his arms, wrapped it around his right wrist, and then carefully opened the secret door.

But it was beyond his expectations. Behind the secret door was not a drunken tramp or an assassin with a poisoned dagger, but a half-rotting corpse with a blank piece of paper on its forehead.

"..."

Kasa's first feeling was that he was being teased.

But when he saw the texture of the white paper clearly, his expression immediately became serious. In order to prevent the roar of the walking corpse from attracting the guards, Kasa first stretched out his hand and grabbed the walking corpse's neck, draining the negative energy that supported its action.

After blessing himself with the magic of immunity to poisons and curses, Kasa stretched out his hand and took off the note on the walking corpse's forehead.

Then he was immediately shocked by the first sentence on the note—

"I won't be too polite here, dear Mr. Casa. You can call me Orlando. Maybe you don't know me, but you just need to know that the explosion in the city of wealth is all caused by me."

"So, do you know me now?"

...is this person a lunatic?

But, where did he get my name?

Casa frowned, then looked down: "What I want is very simple, as long as you open the Tilance Dam, Mr. Casa. Yes - I know the key is in your hands. Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows about this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and I won't reveal the name of a close ally."

"Although I think we need to have some kind of friendly and intimate conversation between us... But out of some superfluous worry, let me explain all the situations for the time being."

"—Simply put, if you don't do what I say, from now on, I'll detonate a building next to you every minute. You have about three minutes to think about, if three minutes later I Didn't get the news that the Tilance Dam was open then those lovely big guys will regret to give you an early glimpse of the supreme truth--"

The handwriting on the note became more scribbled as it went to the back, and the last stroke even cut across the paper, dragging it long beyond the note.

Kasa's face was ugly, and the hands holding the note were trembling.

Absolutely crazy.

"This person is definitely a lunatic..."

Kasa kept repeating this sentence, froze in place not knowing what to do. The sudden change confuses his mind.

At this moment, a huge roar made the ground under Kasa's feet shake violently. The corpses in children's clothes in his room rolled randomly on the ground, dropping parts from time to time.

Unlike the previous explosions on Broken Throat Avenue, the two recent explosions are getting closer and closer to where they are. Until this time, Casa finally felt the power of the explosion.

Finally, Casa realised that the lunatic really could speak.

"Tirrance Dam...?"

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