It is indeed a very novel experience to sit in a safe place and watch the despicable person who designed the conspiracy jump up and down.
However, neither Gerard nor Palin are qualified good spectators.
After watching for a while, Gerald felt sleepy. For this big man, standing bent over in the cave was really uncomfortable. Not long after he sat on the ground, he began to doze off again.
Palin, on the other hand, was watching intently with great interest, but his face soon gradually turned pale, and the vitality in his body gradually dimmed, as if he was ill and dying soon.
"It's really troublesome to have no soul!" Sui Xiong muttered secretly, and another burst of magic replenished his vitality.
Time passed slowly, and Renn's every move was reflected on the screen. What he thought was secret was clearly seen by Palin.
It turns out that he is the president of the Thieves Guild in Huishi Town, and the reason why he disguised himself as a down-and-out old thief was to plot against Gerald. This is not to seize the sacred object that houses the god's will, but simply to please the god he believes in.
What he believes in is not the god of thieves, but the god of conspiracy. That god is keen on allowing his followers to widely use conspiracy and frame-up methods to achieve their goals. He despises simple violence and legitimate communication. Only ghost realm methods such as conspiracy and conspiracy can make him happy.
Renn is the president of the Thieves Guild. Although this president only rules the Thieves Guild in a mere town of Hui Shi, which is insignificant to the entire world, he has been able to obtain such power and status after decades of hard work. It was obtained through exhaustion of strength and wisdom, through countless intrigues and bloodshed.
In his life, he used conspiracy more times than bloodshed, so he did like to use conspiracy, which made him a loyal believer in the God of Conspiracy, even desecrating the glory of the God of Thieves more than once for this purpose.
All this paid off, allowing him to be commended by the gods more than once, gaining power and status beyond his own talents, and firmly suppressing the vice president whose talents were far higher than his.
But all of that meant little to him.
A few days ago, after using a strategy to destroy a gang of gangsters who had been unwilling to sell their stolen goods to the Thieves Guild at a low price, Renn was drinking and celebrating when he saw an old man in his twilight years reflected in the wine glass.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that his life was coming to an end.
When he realized this, power, status, money... everything else was eclipsed, and all his thoughts were occupied by only one thing.
He wants to go to the Kingdom of His Majesty, the God of Conspiracy, and he must not go to the underworld!
With his personality, if he goes to the underworld, he will most likely fall directly into purgatory, and enjoy countless tortures one by one, maybe two or three times, under the welcome of the devils who always look up to the sky with a smile, waiting for the villains to come and be punished. The devils would definitely not make it easy for him anyway. If his soul can persist until the torture is completed, it will be completely crushed and thrown into the River Styx, where it will reorganize a new soul with other soul particles, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation alone...
He definitely doesn’t want such a result!
So he hurriedly prayed to the God of Conspiracy, praying for the qualification to go to the Kingdom of God after death. But the God of Conspiracy did not directly grant him permission, but asked him to do something that would please him in exchange for the qualification to go to the Kingdom of God.
After careful consideration, Ren decided to use conspiracy to kill the giant who owned the sacred object. He felt that this would definitely be enough to please the God of Conspiracy. To this end, he spent a valuable favor and forged information for himself in the Gold Rush Town Adventure Guild. He also found a large number of people who did not know him and went there to pretend to be adventurers.
He prepared very carefully. In the process of defrauding trust, no one of the relevant personnel told a single lie.
He was indeed an adventurer, and he did quit this business about twenty years ago. He did have a son who loved to gamble—he even specially arranged for his son to go to a casino to lose a sum of money and then be detained there. Wait for him to take the money to redeem someone. And he really can't come up with that much money - because he has temporarily transferred the funds to others.
Everything is done to deceive the gods who can detect lies.
Eventually, he succeeded.
After gaining trust, the next thing is easy. It was nothing more than playing tricks in the treasure cave. He had done this kind of thing more than once when he was an adventurer. It was very easy.
And things went even more smoothly than he expected. The treasure cave of Bloodhand Ruhr was actually entered and exited using a teleportation circle. He didn't know where the orc bandit found this cave - maybe it was the legacy of some great magician. …
With the help of this cave and a Death Cloud Technique scroll that was almost impossible to solve in a closed environment, he successfully completed a sure-kill trap. In order to ensure the effect, even after teleporting away, he destroyed the teleportation circle that entered the treasure cave.
Even if the giant could resist the terrifying poisonous mist of the Death Cloud Technique, without the teleportation circle, he would not be able to leave and could only stay inside and starve to death.
Lane's plan was so perfect, from design to execution, there was no mistake.
So when he returned to Huishi Town at night, he was in an extremely happy mood. He even felt that the Kingdom of the God of Conspiracy had opened its door to him. That gloomy and quiet world, that long night without daylight, with only the stars and moon shining. The believers were scheming with each other all day long, and even the smallest things would be played up to seven times. Eight different worlds, a world where people like him could thrive... right in front of him.
So before he had time to send someone to redeem his son who was still detained in the casino, he impatiently came to the secret room where he used to pray and started praying to the gods he believed in.
His secret room was not big, it was a small, completely enclosed room. The four walls are all black, except for the roof, which is used for entry and exit, and is inlaid with a few fragments of glowing magic stones, like stars. But the stars were separated to the left and right, and there was a dim red crescent moon in the middle, which was the holy symbol of the God of Conspiracy.
There were gray-green special candles erected at the four corners of the secret room. Ren lit them one by one. Gray-green smoke soon floated into the room, accompanied by a strange and hallucinatory fragrance. The smoke was carried by the breeze coming in from the vent below. Blowing and flowing towards the crescent moon overhead, forming the shape of an inverted vortex.
Ren knelt in the center of the whirlpool, facing the small altar made from the skull of the former Thieves Guild President who was murdered by him. With anticipation and joy on his face, he began to pray.
“Lord of shadows, the pale moon that reigns in the night sky, teacher of deceit and betrayal, master of rise and fall... Your humble servant prays to you, who has fulfilled your mission and deceived you with a lie. enemies and plunge them into death. May this small sacrifice please you and grant your servant the honor of going to your kingdom and continuing to serve you after death..."
As he prayed, the white skull altar glowed with a strange black light. The black light was deep and thick, slowly spreading like mucus in the secret room. After a while, the entire secret room seemed to be soaked in black* *Average.
In this rippling black light, Ren's prayers seemed low and vague, mixed with the responses coming from the four walls, creating an unsettling rhythm.
Through the eyes of the soul, Sui Xiong saw a black beam of light suddenly emerging from somewhere in the sky and slowly falling towards the secret room.
After waiting in the sky for a long time, he smiled coldly, and his huge body was fully unfolded. The transparent body that could change colors turned into the night and stars, so that even the most keen mortals on the ground could not see the slightest clue. Tentacles formed numerous magic formations, completely covering the entire town of Hui Shi. Not even a single mosquito could come in.
But there was a gap in the magic circle, allowing the black beam of light to continue falling, but there were a few thick tentacles surrounding the beam, ready to attack at any time.
"The God of Conspiracy, right? Your followers actually dare to deceive me and plot against me. Let's settle this account!"
The huge floating jellyfish waved its tentacles and sneered towards the place where the black light fell, like a hunter ambushing its prey, waiting silently.
In the secret room, Renn had been praying devoutly for a long time, but for some reason, the God of Conspiracy did not answer his prayer.
He was still praying, but his heart was filled with panic.
It is a natural instinct for gods to respond to the prayers of believers. If He does not answer prayers, the faith link with believers must be interrupted. Looking into the reason, it may be because the faith link is blocked, or it may be because the god has fallen into weakness. The most common reason is that the believer has been abandoned by him!
Has he been abandoned by His Majesty, the God of Conspiracy
How can this be! He had just used conspiracy to deceive a god! Isn’t this an act of following the teachings? Why not only failed to please the gods, but were given up by the gods? !
In the secret room, the president of the Thieves Guild of Huishi Town was in chaos.
He was nervous, he was furious, countless thoughts were spinning around in his mind like headless flies, and countless horrific imaginations emerged one by one. He felt that he was finished, maybe he would fall into hell in the next second, maybe there was already a cruel judge waving a flaming iron fork, looking at where on his body was more suitable for the lower fork...
However, he really wrongly blamed the God of Conspiracy.
In fact, his actions pleased the God of Conspiracy so much that the God wanted to send an envoy to welcome him to the Kingdom of God.
However, both the faith link of the God of Conspiracy and the envoys sent by him were blocked.
Two to three hundred meters above the ground in Pyroxene Town, the huge floating jellyfish fully stretched out its body and built a huge magic circle with its own body, completely cutting off the connection between the God of Conspiracy and his loyal followers.
And above it, a pair of powerful tentacles tightly entangled a strange creature with four faces, six arms, and surrounded by chaotic black wind—that was the envoy of the God of Conspiracy, known as "Four-sided monsters" are strange creatures.
The four-faced monster is an extremely powerful creature. The black wind surrounding them is the embodiment of the power of illusion. Mortals will often fall into hallucinations even if they see them. This kind of monster was created by the God of Conspiracy specifically to convey his orders. Whenever they appear in the world, they will make kind-hearted people fearful and nervous, and make conspiracy-loving villains cheer.
But this time, the four-faced monster who followed the order of the God of Conspiracy and went to the world was stopped on the road. A large jellyfish that completely ignored its powerful magic and terrifying illusions wrapped its tentacles around it, ignored the various spells it continued to cast and the anger of the gods behind it, and wanted to eat it alive.
"Be prepared to pay back when you come out to fool around. Eat your divine messenger first!"