War in Heaven

"Where are the poor ghosts...you please come in! The best rooms are upstairs!"

When Lin Xi, who was ragged, took out a gold coin from a pocket and took it from a blood, he immediately witnessed the process of changing the face of the hotel owner. It seems that gold coins should be considered a very valuable currency in the city of Sodom.

After handing the gold coins to the innkeeper, Lin Chi took over the few silver coins from the other party and opened the wooden door of a room on the second floor with the key provided by the boss.

In a small room, the air was covered with a layer of moisture, the wooden beds and tables were old, and the sheets on the bed seemed to have signs of mold.

According to the standards of hotel rooms, the environment here is not qualified. However, Lin Chi rented this room, of course, not just for rest.

The hotel is located on a large road leading to the city centre. If something happens in the city, you may see some movement through the window.

In addition, it can also be used as a temporary hiding place before getting a safe house. After all, this game has not started for a long time, and there will be no compulsory battle story events in a moment. Other players should be similar to themselves and are in a weak state.

At this time, his position is still the territory of Mephistopheles. If Mamen’s statement is correct, there should be other “spiritual” territories in the city.

This city with a lot of conflict beliefs has not been split yet, and it is also a miracle.

"call……"

Lin Chikou floated out of the rancid breath and looked at his pale back.

In addition to the weaker body, his current feelings are no different from normal people. However, the game naturally does not really simulate the feeling of "dead corpse" - a completely unconscious character, it seems that it does not mean to play.

Lin Chi, who has just been mixed into the city and is still in the process of collecting intelligence, is ready to take a break and then make other plans. He pulled the curtains open, blew out the candles on the wooden table, and then leaned against the bed and took a hurry.

Even in the game, the old salted fish occasionally reveals its own nature. Lin Chi, who is a walking corpse, squints and slumbers for a while. Until the bright light in the house was thrown out of the window, wake him up again.

"Ok?"

Lin Chi opened his eyes and looked out the window. He saw a group of guards on the street pushing a few men tied by five flowers. The words of the soldiers screaming in the mouth, through the window with poor sound insulation, into Lin Chi’s ear:

"Go, be honest!"

"Damn cultists, don't force us to be polite!"

The voice of the soldiers did not fall, a man suddenly shouted: "Long live the light!" Although the soldiers quickly blocked the man's mouth with things like socks, his voice continued to reverberate above the street.

It seems that these arrested guys are cultists who believe in the Light.

Lin was late to the window, hidden in the darkness of the house, observing the scene on the street, and then suddenly found that the people who were caught dressed in clothes seemed to be very similar to the clothes they had grabbed...

The "cultists" also wore gloves and pointed hats, almost exactly the same as their own clothing, and all dressed in the same clothes. In this way... the man who robbed him on the side of the road should be a cultist who is fleeing.

"No wonder he will be so flustered..."

Recalling the man looking forward and sneaking as he walked. A vague question in Lin Chixin was finally answered. However, new problems have emerged:

As these cults are caught and dressed in the same costume, it is very likely that they will be noticed by the guards when they return to the street. If they are checked, their "dead face" cannot be hidden at all and will be recognized immediately. .

"This is troublesome." Lin Chi sighed.

Wearing this suit yourself may also be the result of lower luck. If you robbed other citizens at that time, you will not be in trouble now.

However, if you want to act, it is better to cover the night. When you are in the daytime, your current dress is even more invisible. When you go out, you will be arrested by the guards.

Seeing that the "cults" were taken away by the guards, Lin Chi saw many pedestrians on the side of the street and returned to the house.

When the turmoil subsided completely and the road people went back to sleep, Lin Chi slowly opened the window and turned it out from the window of the second floor guest room. After confirming the no one nearby, he jumped directly down.

Snapped!

His weak body patted the ground like a patties, making a loud crash. The little hotel immediately rang the boss’s mutter:

"what is this?"

When the boss opened the door and looked at it, Lin Chi had already stood up and squatted into the dark alley next to him, avoiding the other's sight.

Although his body is weak, but because of his body, he has a reliable "immortal body." As long as it is not hit by a sacred attack, or is taken away by other players, even if it is injured, it will recover after a while.

He took off his gloved bag and returned to the street and walked to the city center. He began his own reconnaissance operation with the cover of the night.

The first thing to do now is to steal a set of clothes that are not wanted. After that, Lin Chi planned to go to the city center to find out the distribution of the city's power in a short time, and then proceed to the next step.

Now, other players who have entered the city are sure to find ways to disguise themselves. I may meet other people on the road, and then...

Lin Chi did not have a **** face, revealing a sinister smile, passing through the shadows of the street, and continuing to observe the situation nearby.

The closer to the city centre, the fewer portraits and slogans of Mephistopheles. Instead, there are other murals, painted with a sickle and a humanoid object with wings behind it.

- What is this "spirit"?

Looking at the portrait resembling an angel, Lin Chi frowned slightly.

The city is forbidden to believe in angels. The people in the portraits are certainly not angels, but other things, perhaps evil angels like angels.

Because the paintings of these murals are very rough, there is no detail at all. Lin Chi can only continue to move forward and find the clues he needs.

After turning right at the crossroads, I finally found information about the city on the metal sign on the roadside:

“Travelers, believers, welcome to the territory of samael and wish you a good time!”