"The biggest obstacle has been removed. If Comoros can't handle it, then I can only change a spokesperson as soon as possible." Wang Yuan looked at Comoros struggling from the ground and thought silently in his heart.
Of course, this person has to be replaced, it's just a matter of time, even though Comoros is now firmly controlled by Wang Yuan, but never underestimate a person, as the power in hand increases, ambition will also increase.
Status determines vision. After all, Comoros knows a lot of information about Wang Yuan. If he doesn't understand it now, it doesn't mean that he won't understand it in the future. This kind of danger should be eliminated at the root.
"Wait for him to help me stabilize the situation in the village. After all, being in charge of an acquaintance is not easy to arouse large-scale resistance. When Negri is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, this Comoros who knows too much should be abandoned. .” Wang Yuan wandered around lightly, observing the situation of the village.
Of course, Wang Yuan's most important thing now is to observe what plans this man named Jacques has. Judging from his expression, he doesn't look like he intends to give in, but it's normal.
Before the arrival of Wang Yuan Comoro, Jacques was the biggest beneficiary, the hunting captain was his friend, and he was the next head of the village, but Comoro appeared with Negri's will and killed the old villager. Long, immediately stole a lot of power from the village.
Jacques can't give up in public or private, but under the threat of the epidemic, the villagers are now surrounded by Comoros. After all, Negri has shown his power. Jacques believes that if he dared to resist openly , will be overwhelmed by those villagers.
It happened so suddenly that they didn't have any preparations, and the village head with great prestige was killed in public again. Jacques could only hold back this breath, and wait for a plan to stand up against Comoros. And the so-called Negri behind the opponent.
Pushing open the door of the house, Jacques took a deep breath, and walked in with a smile on his face again. Lang Shuang smiled and said, "Isabella, I'm back."
"It's so early today." A blond woman in the house with a half-big belly said softly, "I just heard some noise coming from outside. What happened?"
"Well, there are indeed some problems, but don't worry, I will take care of them." Jacques said with a smile, his words were full of confidence, he walked slowly to his wife, squatted down slowly, and leaned carefully on his stomach , said with a smile: "Nara, Dad is back, do you miss Dad?"
"That matter is not simple, is it?" The sensitive woman saw Jacques' unnaturalness, and said softly: "I have nothing to do with it, so don't worry about it, I am from the Tagule family."
"Well, things are really bad." Jacques looked at his wife, sighed and said: "The hunting team only came back from Comoros, and brought the so-called messenger and decree of Negri, and then killed the village chief. .”
"Now he is gathering the villagers to confirm that he has dedicated his forehead to Negri." Jacques briefly explained some of the situation, and let go of those pretended self-confidence: "My reason is telling me that I should surrender, so that I won't dangerous."
"But my heart is telling me, that's wrong." Jacques said seriously: "Dax and others died for no reason, and the village chief was also killed by the other party, but the villagers are under the threat of the plague. Down, but dare not stand up."
"If I don't stand up, I will feel that I will regret it, but if I do stand up and really provoke the plague, I will not only be sorry to the villagers, but also to you." Jacques' eyes were full of helplessness, and on the one hand, he was wrong. On the one hand, there are serious consequences, which make him fall into a deep choice.
"When you are faced with a difficult decision, then choose the one you think is right." Isabella hugged her husband's head and said softly, "I will support you."
"As for the Negri you mentioned, I don't think it may be a god." Isabella said with a smile.
"Isabella, what do you know?" Jacques looked up at his wife. He knew that his wife was not a Cauchy, and her background was not simple, and she knew a lot of secrets.
"The so-called Negri may be an evil spirit." Isabella recalled something and said: "Those evil spirits have all kinds of magical powers, but they also have extremely strong restrictions, so it is difficult to appear in the world, but generally these Evil spirits are irrational and do not fit some of the situations you mentioned."
"Evil spirit?" Jacques nodded.
"In my hometown, there was an incident of an evil spirit. Many people died that time. The evil spirit could manipulate the dense fog, and it was called the devil in the fog. Many people disappeared in the dense fog. The archbishop of the Grace Church has purified some evil spirits and blessed the world with the glory of the Lord." His wife is a devout believer of the Grace Church, but this does not affect the relationship between the two, and Jacques respects his wife's beliefs.
"Isabella, are you saying that the Grace Cult has a way to deal with evil spirits?" Jacques grasped the key points in his wife's words. Jacques does not reject the power to get rid of Negri.
"The Lord is omnipotent." Isabella said with a smile: "Even if Negri is not an evil spirit, he is almost the same. The Charisma has a way to deal with it."
Wang Yuan stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, and thinking about the information he got from the conversation: "God's Religion? Is it the supernatural power of this world?"
This is a world of low demons, and low demons do not mean no demons. Judging from the affirmative tone of the woman called Isabella, what she said may be exaggerated, but it should not be false, indicating that the Charisma should Mastered a supernatural power.
"The devil in the fog he mentioned should be a remnant soul like me, manipulating the power of the fog?" Wang Yuan absorbed the information in the other party's words, thinking about various things.
"No matter what happens, at least this Jacques can't stay now." Wang Yuan looked at Jacques, who was still thinking, and drifted slowly. The Divine Faculty has formed a sect, and it must be much stronger than Wang Yuan. Don't provoke him for now. .
On the other side, Comoros, who was still conveying Negri's message to the villagers, suddenly felt itchy on his body, and two crows also flew up and landed in another direction, guiding Comoros to go that way go.
Comoros did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly followed the crow, and soon came to a house in the village, where the granddaughter of the village chief was imprisoned. She was bitten and infected with germs. In the name of imprisoning it here.
Wang Yuan was also floating near the girl. She was covering the wound on her hand, her face was pale, and she fell to the ground weakly. She looked sickly and beautiful, but it didn't have any effect. The interference force gushed out, and the girl covered her head and frowned. There was no breath after that.