Chapter 726: Some Are Happy and some Are Sad

Darnik is not in a good mood now, not only because his carriage is being blocked by the crowd, but also because of the hysterical shouting...

"Faith is being desecrated and we are all being kept in the dark..."

"They are greedy for charity and enrich their own pockets. They are morally corrupt and bully men and women... The clergy have tarnished the majesty of the gods and the temple is no longer pure. We want..."

"Holy war! Holy war! Go to Holy Light City, go to the Northern Temple Association, you must give us an explanation for this matter..."

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"Huh, what a bunch of fools!" Putting down the car curtain, Danik curled his lips and looked disapproving.

Danik works in the city's Chinese Propaganda Department, where newspapers are compiled and distributed every day. He is considered a moderate administrative clerk.

There is no need to go into details about the history of newspapers from other worlds. In fact, there is not much to talk about, because after King Bran realized the huge power contained in this seemingly inconspicuous thing, he firmly held the newspaper in his hands. It has become an out-and-out mouthpiece for the empire and a unique platform for educating the people. Private individuals are not allowed to create or distribute it privately.

People like Danik, because of their profession, are exposed to a vast amount of information every day, so they can be regarded as people with broader knowledge in this world.

Of course, whoever gives food to eat will also work for him. This principle is the mainstream rule no matter where it is placed.

Therefore, even if he had known about the believers' riot for a long time, he was still roughly aware of the fishiness and foul play involved. However, under Bran's political system where royal power and divine power are closely linked, Darnik and the others would naturally not choose to publish it in the newspapers. Instead, they tried their best to whitewash the situation and create a harmonious atmosphere.

However, in a private discussion, Danik once made a bet with a colleague who disliked each other. The other party believes that this matter will never be resolved, while Danik has a different opinion on this. He believes that this matter will be forcibly suppressed soon.

What he didn't expect was that in just a few days, without any large-scale publicity, the matter could reach this level, even before his eyes...

Of course, even so, Darnic didn't think he would lose this bet, because he had absolute confidence in the power of the Temple of Light and King Bran's Court!

How about the previous Gray Army? During the publicity, various shocking news were rampant, even overshadowing the official newspapers for a time, with all kinds of slaps in the face and all kinds of excitement. But what now? Wouldn’t it be the same as disappearing and disappearing...

He shook his head in disdain, "Go ahead and make trouble, you won't be able to dance around for a few days."

At this time, a voice came from the front window, "Sir, no, this whole street is full of people. It is estimated that the carriage will not be able to move within an hour."

Frowning slightly, he would be late if he waited another hour. Danik stood up helplessly: "Forget it, I'll walk there. You can come pick me up in the evening."

"What? Master, please speak louder, I can't hear you..."

"I said..." He frowned, inhaled, opened his mouth, and then shook his head helplessly. Danexo opened the car door and stepped out. With a shudder, waves of sound suddenly came loudly like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and the air seemed to be a little hot.

"Damn, what are you yelling about..." Danik was startled and almost fell out of the carriage, muttering and cursing. Then he exchanged gestures with the coachman at close range, and walked helplessly along both sides of the street into the sea of ​​people.

The church in this city had been bulldozed a few days ago, but the anger of the believers did not seem to have diminished at all. Now they are planning a walking expedition to the Holy Light City to ask the big shots of the Temple Association to give them an explanation.

Of course, this move seemed extremely ridiculous to Danik. Because if the trouble really comes to that, the Bran Empire will definitely intervene. It would be good if these believers can leave the city.

"Hey, isn't this Danik? Haha, what a coincidence, the car is blocked?"

A voice that sounded familiar to Danik and even more annoying rang in his ears. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a green robe walking through the blocking crowd. Sure enough... it was the man who had interacted with him in the propaganda hall. The displeased colleague curled his lips and said, "Are you talking about me? Aren't you the same?"

He spread his hands and said, "That's not true. I had expected that today's situation would be a bit complicated, so I chose to walk."

"Oh, really?" Believe it or not... Danik turned his head away, looking unhappy.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to feel Danik's unwelcoming attitude. Of course, it was more likely that he felt it but didn't care. He squinted at the crowds of people on the street and even occupied the noble driveway, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "Haha, look at this Son, I’m going to win that bet.”

If a villain succeeds, I know you will say this... Darnik snorted: "Humph, not necessarily."

"Ha, I know you are not convinced. But there is nothing we can do. The facts are right in front of us...Tearing down churches, clashing with clergy, and now launching an expedition to jihad. What is even more terrifying is the speed at which it spreads. In just a few days, people are spreading one after another. Spanning more than a dozen towns... Wow, this is such a big deal! The temple has done nothing, and just relying on the few indifferent articles we wrote in newspapers has no effect at all."

This analysis sounds reasonable, but this middle-aged man is also an administrator of Bran, and his starting point is certainly not to take pleasure in seeing the Temple of Light suffer misfortune. It was probably because he was more knowledgeable than Danik that he said these words that he dared not publish in the newspaper.

However, Darnik is not a mediocre person. Hearing this, he immediately retorted: "What you said is too exaggerated, as if you are acting in a drama... The reason why this matter has reached this stage is just because the Bran Empire and the Temple of Light have not It’s just a matter of actually taking action. Once the other side takes action, this farce will quickly subside.”

"Haha..." After laughing a few times, the middle-aged man shook his head with obvious disapproval, "I dare not say anything about the Bran Empire, but the Temple of Light, hehe, do you think they dare to take action?"

Danik was speechless when he heard this. Yes, believers are not evil heretics. They cannot be beaten or scolded, otherwise the consequences will only become more uncontrollable... Finally, he said without confidence: "The power of the Bran Empire alone is enough!"

"Then let's wait and see, phew..." As they spoke, the two of them had left the crowded streets and arrived at the spacious city square. The number of believers here was obviously much smaller. The middle-aged man straightened his messy green robe and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned around and said with a smile: "But, haha, I think you should prepare the gambling money in advance."

Danik's face suddenly darkened: "Humph, each other!"

They didn't talk much about each other. Although the two of them had the same destination, they were no longer interested in traveling together, so they had to take this opportunity to separate. But at this moment, suddenly,

Wow... bursts of noise suddenly came from the direction where they came from. Although I don't know what happened, the noise that increased by countless decibels in an instant was obviously abnormal.

After being stunned for a moment, the middle-aged man grabbed a young man who ran by with an angry face and asked, "What happened?"

"Let go...you don't know yet?" The young man seemed to be a temple believer. After breaking away from the pull, he cursed, "Damn, those soldiers guarding the city didn't let us out and even hurt people. This matter is not over yet..."

"Well……"

"Haha..." Danik's heart moved when he heard the words, and then he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I said what I said, I said what I said. Bran finally took action, and they couldn't be around for a few days. You still know what to do. Too shallow...what do you think of what I do, do you want to admit defeat..."

After swallowing, the middle-aged man tremblingly pointed his hand behind Danik: "Look, look..."

He curled his lips in disdain, "You can't do that, you can play this old trick. I turned around and looked, are you going to take the opportunity to run away and give up the bet? Is it interesting?"

"I..." took a deep breath and yelled in shock, "You're going to look at it!"

"Oh, it looks more and more like him. I just saw what he could do..." Turning his head, Danik's body suddenly shook, and his face was fixed with an expression called "dumbfounded".

In sight, on the main roads leading to the city square, dense crowds of people looked like ants, but also like rivers, seas and lakes, converging from all directions, the momentum was shocking and unstoppable!

Men, women, old and young, rich and poor...countless faces were blurred and mixed together, and finally formed a slightly ferocious and twisted expression - from anger to evil to fear of the same enemy!

Looking at the spectacular and terrifying scene in front of him, Danik opened his mouth unconsciously, feeling vaguely that he seemed to be losing this bet...

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Of course, the scene of complete riots by believers did not only occur in this city. In fact, in just a few days, surrounding cities fell into riots one after another.

The Temple of Light has existed for thousands of years, and the seeds of faith it spread have become deeply rooted in the mainland and people's hearts. Regardless of whether they are high or low, people from other worlds are almost all believers of the God of Light. The so-called difference is only the difference between fanatic believers and ordinary believers...

And it is precisely this huge and terrifying background that once something goes wrong, the backlash will be equally terrifying and huge!

If we use an analogy, compare the temple to a snow-capped mountain and the rioting believers to a snowball. Then when this snowball is thrown from the top of the snow mountain, even if it is inconspicuous at first, it will definitely become an uncontestable behemoth!

Tang En was the one who threw the snowball, but he only did the action of 'throwing' it. As for the consequences, he could not imagine and would not imagine.

That is not a problem that Tang En should consider. He only needs to know one thing - when a believer comes up with the idea of ​​jihad and successfully takes the first step, the plan to drive the temple out of the north will enter into reality!

Of course, in Tang En's opinion, this speed is still too slow. He needs a little push now...

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Some are happy, some are sad, and Danik is in a bad mood, but in Hanshui City, there is one person who is in a good mood, even almost ecstatic to the point of going crazy.

This is a red-faced old man, others generally call him An Lao. On the surface, he is an ordinary mercenary. But secretly, he is also a bounty hunter.

This kind of cross-border career change is very common among warriors from other worlds. As long as you have the strength, then where can you accept the mission instead of accepting it? Where can I claim the bounty? The difference is just timidity and boldness...

For those who are timid and transfer from the mercenary guild to the thieves guild, as long as they don't do any assassination, their lives will not be in danger even if they are caught during theft.

If you are brave, there are many choices. You can be an assassin, a gangster, or you can become a bounty hunter in one step!

An Lao is not weak in strength, but not very courageous. This also corresponds to the saying in the world that the older you get, the less courageous you become. At that time, I chose to become a bounty hunter just to have multiple ways to make money. But what An Lao didn't expect was that what he actually gained was more than just a bounty...

The incident happened a few weeks ago, when he completed a big mission to explore the ruins and was about to collect the bounty. But he happened to see a private fight within the guild, between the 'fat cat' and the 'silly bear'.

Originally, bounty hunters basically didn't have a good temper. Fighting and even killing people on the spot were completely normal. But the two men vaguely revealed a piece of information during the fight, that is, the guild has launched a new bounty reward. There is a big secret hidden on that inexplicable piece of paper, which seems to be able to improve the fighting spirit in a short time!

When he first heard it, An Lao didn't believe it either. He has practiced fighting spirit all his life, and he only knows that he can improve his fighting spirit through hard training every day or some rare treasures. And a simple piece of paper, even if it contains empty-level Dou Qi mental techniques, will only become more difficult to practice. How can it be possible to quickly improve Dou Qi in a short period of time? Isn't this nonsense...

However, the facts were in front of us at that time, and it was impossible for the guild to join forces with these two low-level hunters to set up a trap, such as lowering the price. And if it was a trap set by these two people, it would be unreasonable because they could not get any benefit from it...

After thinking for a few times, An Lao finally made a choice - to give up the high reward and receive the mysterious paper!

To be honest, An Lao had some regrets after receiving the paper, but the strong throbbing in his heart still prevailed. His strength has been at the peak of the intermediate level for a long time. He has not made any progress in decades, which almost made him give up the idea of ​​sprinting to the advanced level in his lifetime.

There is no way, this is the common miserable ending for all ordinary warriors with no identity or background. Even though one is extremely talented, at the age that is most suitable for cultivating fighting spirit, there is no mental secret book. At an age that is not suitable for practicing Dou Qi, you can only get ordinary mental secrets... Starting like this is tantamount to complete defeat at the starting line of life, and your lifelong achievements will be limited!

Reluctance, strong reluctance... Perhaps it was this kind of mood that made An Lao act impulsive like a dazed young man when he was approaching old age.

Facts have proved that his impulse was right - in just three weeks, his strength is now at the advanced level!

And it should be noted that during this period, it took him nearly two weeks to vaguely understand the location of the human body meridians on the paper. In other words, he only had one week to really practice, but it was this one week that allowed him to break through the bottleneck that had been bothering him for decades!

Of course, it has to be said that An Lao's practice habit of practicing hard and never slacking off played a very important role in this smooth breakthrough. The Dou Qi circulation channel released by Tang En is only a small part, and the meridians involved are only a small part of the collateral system. The effect is not that big. At most, it can only increase the Dou Qi strength in a short period of time.

But even this small point is what all ordinary warriors like An Lao, who have been stuck in a bottleneck for decades, dream of! They don't lack strength, experience, or patience. What they lack is this last-minute help!

Now, Tang En sent this help to them. So, a breakthrough! Finally a breakthrough!

ecstasy? Excited?

That's for sure, you know, An Lao has been excited at his residence for a whole day! After this dreamy feeling completely disappeared, greater ambition quickly grew in my heart...

The mysterious skills on the paper are obviously just the tip of the iceberg. If I get more, can I continue to improve? Intermediate level, high level, peak level...even, step into the ranks of masters and become an earth-level warrior?

**Forever is endless. And the desire of warriors to improve their fighting spirit has reached the point where their desires are hard to satisfy!

Therefore, when Mr. An was sure that the things on the paper could no longer be given to him, he decisively came to the door of the Bounty Hunter Guild again... However, the situation seemed to have changed a bit.

"Oh, you said that fruit shop, it was moved away a week ago... But about three or four days ago, a group of light knights suddenly came here, and they didn't know what they were going to do, so they just demolished the place. Shattered... Well, you said this is not a big deal, I originally planned to take over this place and do some small business or something..."

After getting the information he wanted to know with a silver coin, Mr. An looked at the guild address that had been reduced to rubble in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned and speechless.

After a while, he raised his head and roared, "Grass, the temple of God!"

After leaving here, An Lao did not give up. Of course, he couldn't give up.

Before planning to rush to the guild in a nearby city that day, Mr. An took a chance and found the information dealer in the city. This time, he paid ten gold coins.

"Haha... I'm sorry, Mr. An, I really can't bear it anymore. Please allow me to have fun for a while, haha..."

After a moment, "Well, I've known about the Bounty Hunter Guild's move for a long time. It seems to have offended the Temple of Light, so I had to take this step. However, they have announced their address in our intelligence circle every day these days. So. It's so easy to make this money... Ahem, calm down, calm down, Mr. An, don't be impulsive, there are rules in the industry, I definitely didn't mean to trick you..."

With an expressionless face, the gleaming dagger kept turning in Mr. An's hand, "Address! If you don't want to lose the guy who eats, yes, it's your tongue!"

"Uh...Room 3, Night Rose Hotel, Gouwei Alley, Akashi Street, Chengxi! Well, a friendly reminder, their address changes almost every day. So, if you don't want to pay another ten gold coins, you'd better go there today. Look. Well, I still have professional ethics..."

…………(To be continued.)