"Don't be afraid yet."
Goblin Kibot looked at the commotion and had expected it. He cleared his throat and the entire camp suddenly became silent, with only his voice echoing clearly.
All magicians who are interested in politics will basically master the sound magic faction. Voice is the right to speak, even if you are not interested in blocking the voices of political opponents, you must have the ability to defend your own right to speak.
"I know your concerns, so I won't be polite here. If we drag all the adventurers here out for a shooting, there will definitely be innocent ones. But if we shoot every one of them, there will definitely be some that slip through the net."
Kibot looked down at the frightened adventurers below, with more and more contempt in his eyes, as if they were dogs that had lost their homes.
The mayor is right. Dogs can be used, but they cannot cooperate, because dogs will be lured away by other people's meat and bones at any time. Only by cooperating with those jackals and sucking the marrow out of these dogs, and feeding the jackals' stomachs and sharpening the claws of the beasts, will they naturally go to bite the flesh and blood of their masters.
In the Kingdom of the Blood Moon, there are too many dogs and too few jackals.
Therefore, fighting competitions must be promoted...
Recalling the mayor's previous teachings, Kibot's face became even colder, and he continued, "But please rest assured, this festival is of great importance. Compared with the tribute required by the Blood Moon Lord, your crimes are not worth mentioning at all. Even if Captain Blood Maniac suddenly goes crazy, I will not allow him to harm the precious combat power here."
"Don't worry, Secretary Kibot." Gerard crossed his arms and looked at the adventurers with interest: "I value this festival more than anyone else here."
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - yes, the Hunting Hall and the war zone have always kept to themselves, and this is a ceremony of foreign invasion, so how could Gerard come here to arrest people
But many people were still worried. The festival had nothing to do with the Hunting Hall. What on earth was Gerard doing here? Did he come here for a walk because he couldn't sleep
"But Captain Blood Madness did come here to hunt down criminals." Kibot said, "But it has nothing to do with most of the people here, not even the adventurers. He just came here to find wanted criminals disguised as adventurers."
Ash and the other four felt uneasy.
"Archibald Harvey, the 'Corpse Lover'; Ronald Wade, the 'Corpse Crow'; Igola Borgin, the 'Trickster'; Ronnar Chios, the 'Death Eater'; and Ash Hiss, the 'Devil Saint'."
Gerard said loudly: "I came here only to hunt down these five people. These five people just escaped from Broken Lake Prison, and the miracle chips on the back of their necks were removed. Therefore, they are definitely not war zone adventurers, and I did not cross the border to handle the case."
The adventurer immediately felt relieved.
Not only did the five jailbreaks have nothing to do with them, but more importantly, the five jailbreaks were not "adventurers". In other words, Gerard did not break the tacit understanding between the war zone and the Criminal Hunting Department and wantonly arrest criminals who defected to the war zone. This was what made the adventurers feel at ease.
If Gerard arrested the criminals among the adventurers this time, the adventurers would certainly not resist, but they would soon flee the Lakeview War Zone and seek a living in other war zones. After all, if even the war zone could not protect their safety, then why would they stay here, waiting to become the political achievement of the Crime Hunting Hall
The five Ashes looked at each other silently and nodded secretly. Without any verbal communication, they all knew that they had to cooperate sincerely from now on, otherwise they would never escape the pursuit of the Three-Winged Sanctuary Magician.
Okay, it's going to burn—
"By the way," Gerard said, "although theoretically I have to hunt down five people, I personally have a great interest in Ash. So in addition to the bounty announced by the Criminal Hunting Office, I also have a personal bounty for Ash. Whoever can provide specific information about Ash Seath, I can pay 100 gold coins as a reward. If the other four jailbreakers are willing to give up Ash, I can stop the hunt for you on behalf of the Criminal Hunting Office and give you three days to escape."
Ash turned to look at the others, and the other four turned to look at him.
"… Are you considering betraying your friends and living in disgrace?"
Harvey scratched his head: "We are friends...?"
Ronald spread his hands: "Is there anything wrong with living a miserable life?"
Igulla said coldly: "If you hadn't left the recording to anger Gerrard, why would he have pursued us so relentlessly? Whoever pollutes, should clean up. What's the problem?"
With just three sentences, Gerard broke this shaky little team apart. He truly was a blood-crazed hunter who was well versed in human nature.
Just when Ash wanted to get away from these traitors, Ronald said calmly, "We don't have a chip, so we have to find a way to leave Blood Moon. Unless Gerard is willing to make way for us, there is no benefit in betraying Ash - even if we have three days to escape, there is no place for us in Blood Moon."
Ash couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Look at how reasonable what Ronaldo said is. You fell into the enemy's trap so easily. You should learn from Ronaldo—"
"But if we really can't find any gaps to exploit, we can only hand over Ash to buy some breathing time." Langna continued: "It's better to die one than five."
Igula hooked his arm around Ash's neck and said, "Thank you, Ash. I didn't expect you to be willing to sacrifice yourself to protect everyone. Will you fulfill my wish? Hmm?"
Ash's face fell, but no one could see it because of the mask. At this point, he could only take one step at a time. Although Igula might betray him at any time, Ash had to admit that acting with these four scumbags was indeed the most suitable team plan at the moment.
After all, they at least have a common goal, and doing bad things is what scumbags specialize in. If he were to team up with strangers, Ash would have no other choice but to pray for a miracle.
Gerard waited for a moment, but was not surprised when no one stepped forward to report. He signaled the goblin next to him to continue speaking.
Kibot said: "The priest team will perform a blessing miracle for everyone. Please line up in teams. The blood-crazed hunters will be responsible for protecting the priest team and scanning your chip information. The foreign intelligence on the other side of the passage has been sent to everyone in this camp. Please come back in time."
Ash and the other four also pretended to summon the light curtain - without the chip, they could not receive the mass spam messages at all, so they could only pretend.
At this time, the priest team came to the platform. They all had some wolfhound features, and almost everyone had a big fluffy tail. Ash couldn't help but turn his head to look at Langna, who silently pointed at the blood moon hanging high above his head.
Unlike the Moon Shadows who were blessed by the Blood Moon, Langna could only transform in the shadows, and would not show any Moon Shadow characteristics at other times. The difference between him and other Moon Shadows was like eating to live and eating shit to live, so it was no wonder that he was regarded as a heretic and thrown into the Broken Lake to die.
The adventurers began to line up to receive blessings, and Ash saw the blessing ceremony of the new era - five priests asked the adventurers to stretch out their right arms, found the blood vessels, and then injected an injection with a steel syringe.
Assistant Priest Ke'er took out a radio and pressed a button, and the camp was filled with waves of sacred prayers. Soon, changes occurred on the adventurers, and the drifting moonlight was like light smoke, transforming into layers of gauze draped over the adventurers.
"Oooooohhhhhhhh!"
"Power is coming!"
"Praise the Blood Moon!"
"Fuck!" Ash couldn't help but complain: "Isn't this just an injection and music hypnosis?"
"Blessings have always been like this." Ronald said beside him, "Priests prepare blessing potions in advance, and when they are needed, they can directly inject them and listen to sacred music to activate the miraculous effects in the potion. Although the effect is not as good as the priest's own spell, it is faster, more convenient, and can even be carried with you. Blessing potions made by priests can also be exchanged in the war zone, which are basically not available outside."
It was obvious that the adventurers had never tried such high-end stuff before, and they were so excited that they wanted to sacrifice their lives to release their physical strength. Ash even wondered if the potion contained moon candy... or vice versa, did the moon candy contain the ingredients of the blessing potion
But this blessing was no less than bad news for Ash and his four companions - because the adventurers who had been blessed would have a thin layer of scarlet gauze on their bodies, which was very conspicuous.
In other words, whether or not they were blessed could be seen at a glance, and they couldn't sneak past it. By then, the whole place would be blessed with light, except for the five of them. The only difference between this and surrendering was that their stubborn resistance met the aggravating circumstance.
They were at the back of the line. The priest team's blessing time was not slow, and it would be their turn in ten minutes at most. They had to make a decision as soon as possible.
"Why not pack it up?"
"It is better to deal with it first and then hand it over, so as to show our sincerity."
"Leave it to me. I'm a professional in dealing with corpses."
As he watched Igula discuss seriously with Ronald and Harvey, Ash trembled: "I'm already regretting why I led you scumbags to escape from prison..."
"What are you talking about? We are clearly discussing the method of Lala Fei..."
"Okay, stop scaring Ash." Langna looked at Harvey and said, "Necromancer, can you do it again?"
"Yes, I can."
Harvey looked up at the night sky. "But the prison is a special building, so it has strong constraints. And there is not even a ceiling here. The only restrictions I can guarantee to be effective are "attack restrictions" and "action restrictions."
"As for Gerard, don't hold out any extravagant hopes." The necromancer didn't dare look directly at the Hunter Captain, and only dared to glance at him quickly with the corner of his eye: "Not to mention that his strength is enough to counter the ban, his identity authority alone is probably higher than the 'chip processor'. Any ban command issued by the processor will not be effective on the law enforcement captain."
Sure enough, Harvey had made every possible preparation before trying this life-and-death test, even though it was meaningless - the biggest threat to them here was Gerrard. If they couldn't use the chip processor to restrict Gerrard, the examiner, they would not be able to pass this jailbreak test.
Ash asked, "Can we cause chaos and take advantage of the opportunity to get through? Isn't it said that the virtual realm passage can only accommodate two wings or less of magic power? Gerard shouldn't be able to chase us, right?"
"You may have some misunderstandings about Gerard's combat power." Igula spread his hands. "Even the worst gambler would not dare to bet that a three-winged sanctuary magician would reveal a flaw that could be exploited by low-level magicians like us... Wait, Gerard's primary target is you, which means we can hand you over to attract Gerard's attention, and then take the opportunity to pass through the passage, and there is a high probability that we will escape."
Ash glanced at him and said, "Do you think I would run away desperately to buy time for you guys in that situation, or would I surrender and let Gerard free up his hands to capture you guys, and then we would all die together?"
"Tsk, Ash you are such a refreshing scumbag."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'd be embarrassed."
It was nonsense, but Iguerra's worry was unavoidable - Gerrard was like a mountain, firmly blocking their escape route. No matter how many fancy tricks they had, as long as they couldn't deal with Gerrard, everything was just empty talk.
"I agree with Igulla's plan." Langna suddenly said this.
Yaxiu looked at Langna in surprise. He didn't expect that this bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes would finally succumb to the desire to survive and betray him without a word.
Damn it, give me back all the feelings I had before!
However, Igula's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands in sudden realization, put his arm around Ash's shoulder and said, "Indeed, given the current situation, this is the plan with the highest success rate."
"Ash Hiss, we have to hand you over."