Chapter 134 No Response From the Gods

Yaocheng.

A man in black slowly emerged from the temple. He was thin and completely covered by a wide black cloth.

Directly in front of him stood a tall gray statue of the god.

The god's face was blurred, and he remained seated in front of the stone table, as if he was overlooking the thousands of creatures beneath his feet.

Under the statue, stood a man in a red cloak.

She wears a white visor with two curved antlers. This strange helmet looks like bone, marble or white jade, with a smooth surface that reflects cold light under the bonfire.

In the eye hole of the helmet is a pair of sharp and indifferent red eyes.

"What's going on?" said the red-eyed apostle.

The cloaked man lifted his hood, revealing a skull and bones inside.

Philus opened and closed his jaw and said with some restraint: "Miss Salina, Yancheng is in complete chaos. The slave traders have transformed the city beyond recognition..."

"So what?"

Selina didn't care: "That's a matter for mortals. As long as they still believe in Lord Yao and offer their faith. Even if they kill and bleed like rivers, it has nothing to do with us."

"I'm just...scared of things getting worse."

The skeleton man carefully chose his words: "Look, there is a second sun in the sky. This thing itself is very strange. Moreover, some of the citizens have mutated, and it is not sure whether the orcs have mixed in, or whether they have turned into orcs. …”

"Both Lord Yao and Lord Baishen have not returned to this world yet."

"I wonder if you can take action to sort out these things? Population and belief are both things that God cares about..."

The female tyrant looked at the skeleton in front of her: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

"Then shut up."

Selina said almost in a scolding tone: "Remember. We only serve the gods, mortals have nothing to do with us."

"yes."

"Where is the snowman?" Selina asked.

"I don't know where it is...Jimmy is always running around the world...I'll go back first."

Philus sighed, turned and left the temple.

Selina's voice suddenly came from behind.

"I will take action when necessary."

Pheles felt relieved a little.

This tyrant is very difficult to deal with, after all, he is a noble demigod. She condescended to be an apostle because Yao was powerful enough.

Philus misses Miss Isabel and the Blood Knight Naveed very much.

You won't know what you had until you lose it.

The former chief apostle, Miss Isabel, was gentle and approachable, while Blood Knight Nevid was silent but reliable.

Lord God, when will you come back...

After leaving the temple, Philus drove the Skeleton King Armand from the underground all the way to the outside of Yancheng. He wrapped his cloak tightly and walked on the street, observing silently.

The city has changed now.

Many people on the streets had chains around their necks, they were slaves. The slave owners and slave traders nearby would swing their whips from time to time, beating these numb-looking humanoid properties.

Twenty years ago, after YC Mayor Shang Li died in a shipwreck, businessmen took control of the political power and deleted a series of policies in Yancheng.

Among them, the most important are two.

The first is to abolish Yancheng's mayoral management system and replace it with a citizens' assembly, which will decide on the management of the entire city.

The second is to legalize the slave trade.

The citizens' assembly was nothing more than a front, and the vast majority of them were merchants and salt tribesmen. Because of their transcendent blood and their blood relationship with Commander Yan Geer and Elder Yan Jiu of the Trappist Order, the Salt Tribe is the most powerful group of humans in the city.

The merchants and the Salt Tribe took control of the Citizen Council and launched a whole set of plans surrounding the slave trade.

First, they require every citizen to pay taxes, and everyone must bear the costs of city construction and maintenance.

Different occupations have different taxes. Businessmen pay the least, followed by scholars, and farmers pay the most.

As a result, a large number of farmers fled Yancheng and went to Yaocheng in the east, settling down and farming there again.

Unlike Yancheng, Yaocheng did not force everyone to pay taxes.

But because of the strong theological atmosphere, the citizens there donate a sum of money to the temple every year, and the temple association will keep the temple clean and solemn and maintain various expenses of this holy city. This is also an unwritten custom there.

As soon as the tax policy was introduced, the tendency of the people in the two cities became more obvious.

The citizens of Yao City are mainly farmers, hunters, fishermen and scholars, while the citizens of YC are mostly businessmen, craftsmen and wealthy people from all walks of life.

In the long run, Yancheng will have a serious shortage of working population.

Therefore, the legalization of slavery was introduced accordingly.

Slaves can quickly fill the labor gap in various industries in the city.

The sale of slaves was allowed in Yancheng, and free citizens were allowed to sell themselves into slaves. The sources of slaves are mainly indigenous and islanders with heretical beliefs overseas, criminals, and debtors.

As a common commodity, slaves became popular in Yancheng, and the cultural atmosphere of the entire city quickly changed.

The wealthy purchased large numbers of slaves. These slaves can not only clean, carry goods, plant crops, serve as guards, but can also beat and scold them at will.

And because slaves were private property, just like livestock, slave owners did not need to pay additional maintenance fees.

Therefore, the mass exodus of farmers did not reduce Yancheng's manpower. Slave traders came in with a large number of slaves and sold them to the rich. This cheap labor made up for the vacancies in the city.

Philus witnessed all these changes.

He had always suspected that the death of Mayor Shang Li had something to do with them.

Unfortunately, there was no evidence.

Merchants never mentioned this topic, as if it was a taboo, as if Shang Li had never existed.

Another key figure was Commander Yan Geer.

It was hard for Philus to say that he did anything wrong.

Yan Geer still patrolled with the Corruptors, day after day, without slacking off.

Unless there was an invasion of supernatural forces or chaos in the city, Yan Geer never intervened in the conflicts within the human group.

Slaves themselves were not a problem.

What Philus was worried about was that slaves and the second sun might have a chain reaction.

Suddenly, a panicked voice came to his ears.

"The sun is out, hurry, go back!"

"Oh my God, why is it so early today!"

The people on the street were in chaos at this time, fleeing desperately towards their houses, and the streets were in a mess.

Philus raised his head.

Although only bones were left, it did not prevent it from observing the world with the fire of faith. This is the power given to the apostles by God.

In the sky, behind the normal golden sun, another sun suddenly slowly emerged.

The second sun was like the shadow of the former, completely black.

It slowly moved out from behind the sun, and the black shadow it released spread all over the sky, as if black cracks appeared in the sky.

The appearance of the black sun, accompanied by wisps of black mist in the air, made the whole world dim.

In the corner of the wall, a wild dog lying on the ground suddenly arched its body. Its fur swelled, its body became larger, and there was a crackling sound of bones interlacing in its body.

There were black substances like blood in its eyes, and saliva flowed from its mouth, searching for prey left and right.

The frenzied wild dog looked at the eaves not far away, where there was a half-grown child who was missing a shoe.

The child was so scared that his face was ashen, but his body was frozen for some reason and trembling all over. He watched the dog monster come back quickly, the sharp teeth in its mouth were getting closer and closer, and the rotten smell rushed into his nostrils.

However, the next second, the ferocious dog monster that rushed towards him was caught by a bone claw that emerged from the ground and gently pinched. The dog monster immediately collapsed to the ground.

Philus picked up a shoe on the ground and handed it to the child.

"Go home."

The child took the shoe and hurriedly put it on his feet.

"Thank you! Although I have no home..."

"Can you tell me your name? I think I can at least remember your name." The child plucked up the courage to say.

"Just a person who happened to pass by."

Philus' hood was suddenly shaken by the wind, revealing the hideous skull face inside.

The child widened his eyes and showed joy: "It's you! Lord Philus, the King of Bones!"

Philus quickly pulled up his hood: "You are wrong, I am just a pure passerby. Go."

"Yes, thank you, Lord Philus!"

The child ran and looked back.

Philus sighed.

What am I doing?

At first, he just wanted to investigate the relationship between the second sun and beastification. This way, when Lord Yao returns, he can also take credit for it.

The apostles under Lord Yao are too strong, which puts Philus under great pressure. He is becoming more and more marginalized, and he has to think of some way to win the attention of the gods.

What he didn't expect was that because he killed a lot of beast monsters during the investigation, he was praised by people from all over the country, and was also given the nickname of the King of Bones, and his reputation is getting louder and louder.

Now that he finds civilians being attacked by monsters, Philus can't help but take action.

One wrong step, every step is wrong... Now there is no turning back.

The skeleton man looked up at the sky.

Lord Yao, please forgive my vanity and weakness.

...

The other pole of the world.

The snowman ran wildly in an ice field, the snowball body rolled wildly on the ground, and the red velvet hat on his head was blown back by the wind.

Behind it was a group of ice and snow monsters running in big strides. They used the whole tree as a weapon, waving it wildly left and right, wishing to smash the little snowman in front to pieces.

Jimmy shouted: "Stop chasing, stop chasing!"

"It's just a dragon egg, it's not yours, can't you find another one? This is a gift for the gods!"

The ice and snow monsters behind were furious, and they threw the big trees in their hands at the little snowman in front.

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