Chapter 1253 Unstoppable Spread of Pollution

"What's the use of procrastination? Do you pray that the evil god will disappear after eating enough flesh and soul?"

Modo asked in a flat voice, but the old man who communicated with the knight could feel the anger in the heart of this determined ascetic.

"This is our only hope now. After all, poverty is a problem that always exists, but evil gods do not always exist in our world because of poverty.

Although His appearance is irregular, after every rampage, it will stop for a while. This shows that the evil god's needs are also limited. "

"Hehe, Elder, what are we like this to the evil god? Crops that can be harvested at any time or meat pigs?"

"Moduo, I know, and I can understand the anger in your heart, but what can we do? The monsters we created to deal with the evil god's pollution are exhausted, and we simply don't have the ability to directly confront the evil god."

"..." The man sitting cross-legged on the stone bed remained silent. Although he was angry at the elder's resignation, he could understand the other party's difficulties.

"Elder, has the temple investigated the reason for the awakening of the evil god, which is only recorded in books this time?"

"There is no verifiable reason. As you know, every time the evil god appears, there is actually no trace to follow. Every time an infected person born by the evil god's pollution is discovered, it means that we are late, and the evil god made the layout earlier. gone."

"We don't even know when the evil god will appear? What will induce his awakening?"

Modo has made no secret of his disappointment. Does this mean that the evil god is too powerful, or they are too weak and useless.

"Well, although there is no conclusive explanation, we still have a very likely guess."

"what?"

"Do you still remember that space door that suddenly appeared, then flew out some unknown metal creations, and then disappeared in a short time?"

"Of course I remember such a thing." Modo's eyes were fixed. This kind of news is completely blocked to the public, which is naturally an open secret to his demon hunters all over the world.

"Many people in the temple believe that this space door led to the revival of the evil god."

"...The reason, even if it's a wild guess, must have some basis."

"Some of us think that what is connected behind that portal is another world that has nothing to do with us.

And it is the emergence of this world that connects with our world and wakes up the sleeping evil god. "

"Is it a different world?" Modo nodded without refuting. Although such a reason can be called a brainstorming, it is not impossible.

"Do you have any questions now? If you have any, please ask them as soon as possible."

"Arrange a batch of exorcism kerosene to be sent here as soon as possible. Although it is impossible to isolate the pollution of evil gods, at least it can be delayed to the greatest extent." Modo made a request.

"It is already in production. I will arrange for people to send it to you as soon as possible, and then I will arrange for officials to receive it. You remember to always pay attention to the situation in the slums. Those who are most likely to be bewitched by evil gods to become monsters are those whose lives are unstable. the poor."

"I know, my knife is already ready." The man turned his head slightly, looking at a huge metal box that was almost shoulder to shoulder with him.

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"Niko, do you think our current city is becoming very strange?"

On the bustling, bustling, busy pier, a dock worker who was unloading goods looked around and said to a strong young man.

"Strange? Are you saying that those police officers who are rarely seen usually appear frequently now?"

The young man who was questioned smiled indifferently when he heard the old man's words, "Maybe some murderous wanted criminal has fled to our side again! Otherwise, the hyenas served by the nobles will not show up." .”

"Don't be ridiculous, the changes in our current city cannot be explained by wanted criminals on the move." Using a wooden plank, the worker who was heavier than his body recalled the changes in the slums these days, with a smile in his eyes. Fear of the unknown.

"Uncle, don't think so much. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with us. It is too easy for those nobles to block the news from us. If he doesn't want us to know, we will never know. "

"That's right." The middle-aged man who carried the heavy burden on his shoulders sighed, but the uneasiness in his heart was growing wildly.

He knows what kind of status these people like himself have in the eyes of those city managers. They are just a group of consumables that can be replaced at any time, but now, these nobles are willing to send patrols for them, and even distribute those luxury goods Substance, this is very abnormal.

He was not the only dock worker who had doubts, but no matter how much fear and anxiety they had in their hearts, they could only suppress the anxiety in their hearts and continue to operate according to the previous track. This was the only thing they could do.

The sun has not completely set on the horizon, but the patrolmen on the pier have already begun to expel the dock workers, and they are not allowed to continue to carry the goods.

During this process, even if some businessmen waved banknotes and wanted to bribe the patrolmen, they were extremely rudely rejected. Some businessmen who wanted to make trouble were even beaten with sticks and then dragged away.

"It's not dark yet, so we won't be allowed to do it. Really, how much less copper will we earn?"

The dock workers who were forced to go home looked at the still bright sky in front of them, and some people muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Speak nonsense, be careful of being beaten." Someone scolded in a low voice, and the complaints disappeared immediately.

The workers returning home did not return to their dilapidated houses in twos and threes. They entered the huge shacks that were quite conspicuous in the slums in units of hundreds of people.

Their families have already been arranged here by the city's management, and these huge shacks that have been temporarily remodeled are their new homes.

The poor whose living environment is already bad will not complain about it, anyway, it will not be worse than their original living environment, and it is already very good now.

As night fell, darkness enveloped the city. The main area of ​​the city was lit up as usual, even brighter than before. However, the slums that had been in darkness before were also lit up sporadically, and this faint light came from the urgent transformation. Huge shed.

"Asshole!"

Modo, who has a strong body and is out of tune with the surrounding people, stands in a shed, looking with a livid face at the Datong shop where hundreds of people are sleeping together.

On the roof of this hut, a palm-sized lamp hangs, which emits a very faint light, but it is particularly conspicuous in the dark.

Although this kind of light seems weak, it is extremely precious in this poor and backward slum. At night, the poor who are illuminated by the faint light are a little flattered at first, but they have gradually gotten used to it these days.

Some people felt uncomfortable sleeping under such light, but anyone who tried to extinguish the flames would be scolded or even beaten by the patrolmen stationed in the shantytown.

Lights must be lit when it gets dark.

This order issued by the nobles in the city was thus known to the poor, but they could not understand the information contained in this order that was executed so thoroughly.

"Those guys, how dare you do that?"

The oil lamp is extremely precious in the eyes of the poor, and even the poor who are grateful to the nobles in the city for this do not know that a hunter who can hunt monsters has given birth to anger against humans for this.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't you know that you are not allowed to wander in dark areas after dark?"

The strong Modo had already attracted the attention of the patrolmen when he appeared, and when he was about to leave, he immediately caused a scolding.

"what!"

The strong man who turned back because of the scolding sound scared everyone who looked over and saw that under the dim light, there were flames burning in the man's eyes.

But to everyone's rejoicing, the man didn't stop there, but disappeared into the darkness.

"He... What kind of monster is he?"

"He's not a monster, he should be the legendary exorcist who protects us."

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"What's going on? Is the temple's supplies so lacking?" Modo suppressed the anger in his heart and asked the elder.

"What's wrong?"

"In my city, hundreds of people share an exorcism lamp, how can this be useful?"

"Is it the poor?" the old voice asked helplessly.

"certainly."

"I saw that the exorcism materials we distributed were also intercepted by the nobles in your city, but the situation is good, at least the poor in your city still have exorcism lamps."

"Also? What? The exorcism materials you distributed were intercepted in other cities?"

"Yeah, some cities can't even share an exorcism lamp with hundreds of people."

"The supplies you shipped were too small, so they were intercepted?"

"How could it be less? It's not like you don't know the manufacturing process of exorcism kerosene. We can manufacture tons of kerosene, and even transport it to those cities, which can guarantee that everyone will use it for seven days.

The same goes for your city. The fire oil we sent over was calculated based on the food consumed by the city every day. Absolutely enough, if the distribution is good, not to mention everyone, basically every family can get an exorcism lamp. "

"What are those nobles pretending to be? What's the use of intercepting the fire oil? Do you think that if there is enough fire oil, the outbreak of the evil god's pollution will not affect them?"

The man who dared to fight the monsters and was as firm as a rock was trembling with anger.

"Who knows what's going on in their heads? We told them all the pros and cons, but they did it anyway."