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On normal days, if soone were to suggest using the residents as sacrifices, they would probably be imdiately attacked.
How insane must he be to think of doing this?
The residents were willing to participate in the sacrifice, feeling happy and looking forward to it, only because the object of the sacrifice was a prisoner.
Whether the other party was Dead or Alive had nothing to do with the residents.
Seeing the prisoners being killed, offering them to the gods and getting their rewards was the happiest thing for the residents.
It didn’t matter how many tis a sacrificial event like this was repeated. After all, they wouldn’t suffer any losses.
Instead, he would receive divine grace and be touched, and his soul would be fully comforted.
However, using residents as sacrifices, using their lives to sacrifice to the gods, such behavior was simply unheard of.
If this could be carried out, then every resident of the city could beco a sacrificial object.
Although they said that they were willing to sacrifice everything for the gods, everyone backed down when the ti ca.
No one could be sure if a God Kingdom existed, but they knew that life was extrely precious. If they lost it, it would be too late to regret.
How many residents could abandon everything they had and sacrifice their lives to the gods?
However, as the rumors continued to spread, more and more residents began to believe that using residents as sacrifices might be the only way to save the city.
Soon, another incident shocked the residents.
A group of residents suddenly gathered in the square and rushed down the steps to the bottom of the tower, determined to enter the top of the tower.
The cultivators in charge of guarding the tower would definitely not allow such a thing to happen. They imdiately ca out to stop these residents.
The residents, however, seed to have gone crazy. They were determined to enter the tower and attempt to offer themselves to the gods.
At the sa ti, they shouted loudly that as the most loyal believers, they should enter the divine Kingdom in the most direct way.
After devout cultivation and the baptism of divine grace, they already had the purest body.
He would not bring any filth with him if he entered the divine Kingdom directly.
Unlike those prisoner sacrifices, who were only used to please the gods with blood, their bodies were extrely filthy.
The cultivators on guard snorted, feeling that these residents were all crazy.
The tower was such a sacred place that no one was allowed to enter casually, so as not to disturb the great God.
This bunch of crazy people who were spouting nonsense in front of him actually wanted to enter the top of the tower. It was simply wishful thinking.
To the cultivators on guard, the vortex on the tower was connected to the residence of the gods. Without the will of the priest, no one was allowed to approach it.
Even they didn’t have the right to enter, let alone these crazy residents. What right did they have to enter?
The dispute between the two sides imdiately broke out. How could the ordinary residents be a match for the cultivators? they were beaten up and rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.
The entrance to the tower was right in front of him, but it was only a short distance of a dozen ters, and there was no way to enter it.
Despair flashed in one of the residents ‘eyes. He suddenly took out a sharp dagger and stabbed himself.
He kept shouting until he died.
When the other residents saw this, they followed suit. Soon, corpses were all over the ground.
Facing such a tragic scene, the cultivators were really confused.
Previously, prisoners had attacked the tower and self-destructed, killing half of the cultivators. Now, there were residents who tried to climb the tower, but they chose to commit suicide after failing.
They really couldn’t understand what was going on. Why was it so chaotic today?
Just as the cultivators guarding the city were suspicious and increased their security, there was an undercurrent in the city.
The prisoners who were supposed to be sacrificed but had now avoided disaster began to seize the opportunity to stir up a storm.
They were all Fallen Gods who once had the power to destroy the world, but now they were just Dragons swimming in shallow waters.
However, as long as there was a slight storm, these cultivators could take advantage of the situation and turn the world upside down.
Following Tang Zhen’s stirring, wind and rain had already started to form in this area. The huge beasts that were hibernating gradually revealed their traces.
Although the terrifying power no longer existed, they could still push this fragnt world toward destruction with their own thods.
In an open space sowhere in the city, a large group of residents had gathered together, their faces full of sadness and anger.
On the grass mat laid many blue-faced residents, who had obvious signs of poisoning.
These were the residents who had drunk the poisoned well water but had not died. At this mont, they were all being carried here for dical treatnt.
There was a large jar by the road, and at the mont, it was boiling dicinal soup. From ti to ti, soone would scoop a bowl and give it to the struggling residents.
Although the dicinal soup had an unpleasant sll when it was being brewed, the dicinal effect was very magical.
After the seriously injured and dying residents drank it, they quickly stabilized their condition and their expressions gradually returned to normal.
He stopped struggling and wailing, just lying on the ground quietly.
The residents who saw this scene were instantly overjoyed and thanked the old man who had boiled the dicine to save their lives.
The old man smiled and nodded. He kept observing the condition of the patients, like a patient with good hands and kind heart. A doctor.
When he saw a resident whose face had returned to normal but whose eyes were slightly dazed, the old man’s face showed a happy expression.
It seed that this was the effect he wanted.
“Very good, not bad!”
The old man said repeatedly, requesting the resident who had recovered from the poison to do sothing according to his request.
The other party did not hesitate and followed all the instructions. The entire process seed very obedient.
When the residents nearby saw this, they mistakenly thought that this was a test and naturally did not take it to heart.
Instead, they praised the old man’s extraordinary dical skills.
However, he didn’t notice the coldness hidden in the old man’s faint smile.
The seemingly life-saving dicinal soup was actually a type of poison that could turn dying residents into puppets.
When the residents suddenly burst out, they would instantly possess terrifying speed and strength, as fierce as wild beasts.
When cultivators encountered such puppets, they had to be careful, or they would be torn to pieces.
Such a powerful puppet only had a day’s life, or even less than a few hours.
However, as long as he could achieve his goal, he didn’t need to care too much about how long the puppet could survive.
Moreover, due to the restrictions of the rules, these residents could only live for one day.
Tang Zhen had poisoned the city’s water source and created a disaster that affected the entire city. However, it made the actions of the cultivators easier.
The hidden cultivators seized the opportunity and took advantage of the chaos to launch their own plans.
For example, this old man who cured people was the best at using dicine to control living beings, turning them into obedient puppets.
He used his own blood as the main ingredient to create a potion that seed to be able to save lives, but in fact could turn the poisoned into a puppet.
As long as the residents drank it, they would beco his puppets and obey his orders.
Although there were still many shortcomings, he had enough ti to experint and improve. He believed that he would soon reach the level of perfection.
When that ti cos, Yingluo
Thinking of this, the old man turned to look at the tower in the center of the city, and finally fixed his gaze on the constantly rotating vortex.
As long as he entered the vortex, he would be able to leave the fragnt world and escape the cycle of death that would make him collapse.
“Soon, soon!”
The old man’s eyes flashed with determination and madness. He had obviously made up his mind.
As long as the potion was concocted, he would imdiately take action. It did not matter to him whether the others were Dead or Alive, but he had to leave the fragnt world!
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