Quadruple split

Just ten minutes before His Majesty William Bohe officially decided to abandon everything, accompany his son crazy to the end of the world in the name of a father, and take the initiative to plunge into the abyss with a sober body——

Game time PM18:31

Liberty City, No. 0 Bella Street, 2nd floor, Street Committee House

"She's late."

An orc woman with heavy makeup frowned, blew out two beautiful smoke rings, and put her long legs with healthy skin and graceful lines on the table. Her expression looked unhappy.

Her name is Elma Heche, she is the head of household and store manager of the [Roman Abyss] at No. 12 Bella Street. Although she has not been in the Free City for a long time, she has taken control of the entire city in a short period of time. All the flesh and blood businesses on Bella Street have a perverse personality and resolute methods. No matter the capital in hand or the number of horses, they are very online. Not only that, this woman is also quite good at interpersonal communication. She has only taken root in a few people. In a matter of months, there are already many arrogant district committee members who often come to [Roman Abyss] to spend money, and they don't even know how to pay on credit.

"No one owes whores and ducks money."

This is a sentence that Alma often talks about, and she does what she says. At least within her sphere of influence, no matter how powerful the forces or members of the organization are, they will not do it here. In other words, no one can survive after defaulting on their debts.

In fact, just over a month ago, a small cadre affiliated with a district-level force caused some trouble because of his bad temper. To put it simply, he wanted to default on the bill in a store that was covered by Alma. What was speechless was that it was not because he had no money, but he simply thought that what Irma said was a bit ridiculous and wanted to physically slap her in the face.

And when he reappeared in people's sight, only his head with a mosaic in his mouth was left, while the other parts were all turned into minced meat and sold by the pound on a small cart. The total price was exactly the same. The prostitution money he owed before.

The stall was set up at the door of the stronghold where the small cadre was affiliated, and the person pushing the cart was Ms. Alma Heche herself. After the idlers and others were cleared by the general force, Alma actually appeared again in the afternoon of the next day. He smoked at the door of her hotel [Roman Abyss], and not a single part of his body was missing.

Since then, no one in this area dared to challenge this heavily made-up, hot, simple-looking lady who refused to accept guests.

And Alma didn't show much ambition. She just ran her own business as usual. If there were more young girls and boys coming to seek refuge, she would rent a place and open more homes. She was neither low-key nor arrogant. Just like a conscientious businessman.

Of course, she also successfully became a member of the Bella Street Street Committee, and she was also the most feared one among them.

"Don't worry, little Emma, ​​you have nothing to do anyway. It's not bad to come here for tea occasionally."

While wiping the huge gemstone ring on her index finger, Mrs. Imelda showed an ugly but kind smile to Alma: "Our chamber of commerce bought an extra batch of jewelry last week. I'll ask you later." Are those little sisters going to pick a fight?"

As the only two women on the street committee, although there is a big age gap, the relationship between Imelda and Alma is quite good, and the words just said were naturally not polite.

So the latter just smiled and blew out a heart-shaped smoke ring at Imeldai, raised his eyebrows and said: "I can give you a chance to take back your preamble, sister Imeldai, those dead girls are more and more poisonous, how much valuables do you have?" It’s not even enough for them.”

"Haha, just pick whatever you want."

Imelda waved her hand indifferently and said with a smile: "As long as they can come to me, a bad old woman, to chat and relieve their boredom every now and then like before."

"I can also chat with you to relieve my boredom, Imelda."

An old man who gave the impression of a vulture, wearing a simple dark green robe, tall and thin with a triangular face, twitched the corner of his mouth and said jokingly: "As long as you can give me a slight discount... you know , it’s the holy water mentioned before…”

"That won't do, my dear Lorenzo."

Imelda chuckled and waved her hand: "You always ask for holy water from more than a dozen sects, and the purchase quantity is pitifully small. If I give you a discount, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to recover the transportation costs."

"Okay, but please give me a few more days of grace for the final payment~"

The old man smiled meekly and did not continue to pester. Although he knew very well that if he said a few more words, Imelda would probably give him face, but correspondingly, he would also hand over a small favor. , that would be a bit uneconomical.

This man named Lorenzo Brimon is a long-lived centenarian. Although he is a half-orc with field mouse blood, he does not belong to the turtle tribe's immortal species that can challenge the elves, so he can live At such an old age, it's just because he's... able to live longer.

Obviously, Lorenzo, who can appear here, is also a member of the street committee, and he is also the oldest one among everyone present. As for the power in his hands, it is the chapel at No. 6 Bella Street.

However, unlike most churches, the small church named [Black Curtain] does not worship or believe in any known gods, and certainly does not believe in evil gods. In fact, it is a church in mainland China. It is a small gathering place for apostates that is rare but not too rare.

As the name suggests, apostasy means betraying one's original beliefs. To give a simple example, suppose that Mo Tan, as the 'Black Brahma', decides to draw a clear line with the goddess of dawn, and publicly declares that he no longer believes in the evil person Pakosi. If he becomes a wife, he will gloriously become an apostate.

However, the concept of apostasy can be divided into many categories.

The most extreme one is naturally the simplest and most obvious one [blaspheming God], and blaspheming God is also the behavior that is most likely to attract divine punishment.

According to Xia Lian's popular science about Mo Tan, under normal circumstances, believers are like the hair of a god, and the act of blaspheming the god is equivalent to using rough means to directly pull out a hair from the god's head.

And at that moment, just like ordinary people like us who feel pain after having our hair pulled out, God will also have a reaction similar to 'pain', but this reaction does not directly act on God. In fact, it is absolutely Most of the time God doesn't even feel it.

But even if He couldn't feel it, the so-called 'pain' still really existed.

So since God can’t feel it, who can?

The answer is, of course, the apostates themselves, and the way they feel it is what we call divine punishment.

As for the power... Let's put it this way, most of the divine punishments are basically the kind that are just right, no more, no less, capable of killing the blasphemer.

Of course, the relationship between gods and believers, the mechanism and power of divine punishment, etc. are not as simple as the above, but since the content is numerous and complicated, I won’t go into details here.

All in all, except for the extremely high-level apostasy of [blasphemy], other relatively mild forms of apostasy will not be struck by lightning. For example, the most common situation of 'simply not wanting to believe' is almost There is no need to pay any price. This is basically the case for both ordinary people and clergy. The only difference is that the latter will basically have no chance to use magic anymore unless something unexpected happens.

The old Mr. Maddie Levine who sponsored the role of "Tan Mo" to make the first pot of gold was like this. Most of the people in the Bella Street chapel were also like this. To put it simply, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty can be avoided. It depends on the face. After all, in places like the Inquisition, people have the final say, not God.

By the way, there is another kind of 'apostasy' that is not considered 'apostasy', that is, 'conversion' that can only be completed under certain specific circumstances. This situation generally applies to people who are quite capable but have insufficient faith. There are deep believers and shallow believers, and the relatively systematic conversion is only owned by the United Holy Church.

Yes, as long as conditions permit and the person concerned is still a light believer, the Holy Religion Union allows everyone to change their faith if they have resources. The Gelbin Knight instructor of the Justice Sect tried desperately to win over Mo Tan because of the latter. Those who fully meet the requirements for conversion should not be too conservative in their belief in the goddess of dawn, Pakosi.

It's a pity that although the Goddess of Dawn is not particularly attractive to Mo Tan, Her Highness the Saint who cannot stand up to others can be called a 'weapon against Black Brahma', so the former did not change to another church from the beginning. No matter how good the conditions are, I won’t go.

Closer to home——

All in all, the old man named Lorenzo is a apostate. Not only that, there are more apostates in the [Black Curtain] church he built, and these people are basically the kind of people who are abused every day. The type of person who wants to die, but doesn't want the Inquisition to kill him.

For these people, rather than risking being purged by acting alone, it is better to find a place to hug together and keep warm, and Father Lorenzo is the one who provides this environment for everyone.

As of now, there are more than two hundred apostates in [Black Curtain]. In addition to the Sun Sect, Dawn Sect, Justice Sect, Plenty Sect, Wealth Sect and other joint member sects of the Holy Religion, there are also Luna Sect, It can be said that there are quite many types of apostates from sects such as the Blood God Cult and the Dark Night God Cult.

These people use [Black Barge] as their base, and most of them live on Bella Street or nearby. Although they were all clergy in the past, their current identities are diverse, including but not limited to stall holders, blacksmiths, and tailors. , running errands, life is pretty good anyway.

As the person in charge, the reason why Lourenco became the street committee member and the reason why [Black Screen] can survive until now is not because of how powerful these people are. In addition to being more able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, that church The main reason why it has been able to maintain its existence until now is that the people in the City of Freedom are considered to be 'people who live on the road', and the people who live on the road... nine out of ten have some superstition.

You must know that those young and Dangerous people outside the game also know how to worship Master Guan before the bloody battle. It is not normal for the underworld in the game to worship God.

Therefore, things like the church are more necessary, and can even be said to be a "rigorous need" in the city of freedom.

The advantage of a church like [Black Curtain] is that it does not restrict who you can worship. Even if you say a few words to the statue of the God of Justice and then suddenly worry about insufficient remuneration and want to chat with the Goddess of Wealth, here is the answer. can satisfy you.

In a word - convenient! How convenient!

Since the [Black Curtain] church is so convenient, not only will the big guys not cause trouble for them, but they will even give them some small favors occasionally, such as giving out some food, rice, oil, and salt during the holidays. Anyway, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Lourenco's position in the street committee is also used to harmonize the atmosphere.

However, the companions of this year are not bad. Both Imelda and Irma have relatively high emotional intelligence. The leader of the [Fire Demon Mercenary Group] whose base is located at No. 2 Bella Street today is due to a mission. Only one cadre was sent here, but he was also a very talkative child, and the only irritable person in the committee seemed particularly calm today.

"There's nothing to do anyway..."

Hermes glanced at Alma's long legs with a frivolous look, and casually took out a stack of cards with various patterns and numbers printed on them from his pocket: "Does anyone want to play cards? A handful of gold coins."

"I have no money."

[Fire Demon Mercenary Group] Cadre, the purple-haired boy named ‘Wisp’, who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old at most, shrank his neck and shook his head obediently.

If he hadn't single-handedly suppressed more than twenty individual mercenaries who had conflicts with the [Fire Demon Mercenary Group], I would have been thrown out of the door by Alma as soon as he entered. .

[An Internet-addicted boy who specializes in assassination and is firmly in the top 50 of the personal combat power rankings. [Ranzhong] Club just discovered the star player 'Wisp' last year... This kid can really pretend. He obviously plays games live. It was a completely different painting style...]

Hermes narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted from the bottom of his heart, and then turned to look at the other three people: "What about you?"

"I don't have any money either."

Father Lorenzo, who always felt very poor, shook his head in disappointment and added: "It would be okay if it was smaller, such as 1 gold coin."

Hermes simply ignored him.

Mrs. Imelda smiled and waved her hand: "I am rich, but I am not interested in this kind of poker game where it is almost impossible to win."

"I have no interest in multiplayer poker games."

Elma turned her head charmingly and blew out a smoke ring towards Hemis, and licked the corner of her mouth: "But if, little Hemes, you are willing to come and sit in my sister's shop, don't say anything, five My sister is also willing to play with you."

Hermes curled his lips and asked calmly: "Then it's really just a game of cards, and finally you kill me with wine, fruit, etc., right?"

"boring."

Emma smacked her lips and ignored Hermes.

Immediately afterwards——

"Okay...it seems like someone is coming."

The will-o'-the-wisp boy raised his hand timidly and pointed in the direction of the downstairs——

"They are three beautiful sisters."

Chapter 1,490: End