Chapter 159: The Dark Tide is surging

As the pillar of fog poured in, both the evil priest and the pampas had a happy look on their faces, as if they had benefited from it.

When all the gray mist completely poured into the bodies of the evil priest and Pampas, the tricolored brilliance on the idol gradually converged, and finally completely submerged into the idol's body.

"Pampas, believers of our lord. At this time, the evil priest, who had been praying to the idol and presiding over the entire sacrificial ceremony, slowly turned around and said in a low voice to the Pampas, "Now, do you feel the power that my lord possesses to transform decay into magic?"

Hearing this, Pampas slowly stretched out his hand, it was a skeletal hand, it was conceivable that it used to be smooth and full of muscles, but now it was dry flesh and blood, loose skin, bones and veins were clearly visible, and there were even gray-brown age spots scattered on it, exuding the smell of twilight and aging!

The Pampas is no longer young, he is close to sixty years old this year, he once had a strong and youthful physique, but the passing years are gentle but extremely decisive to deprive him of his youthful vitality a little bit, making his body more and more old and thin!

But now, as a gray mist poured out of the pampas's body, the gray-brown age spots on this hand disappeared quickly, the muscles bulged again, the tendons were recombed, and the skin became firmer, as if it had been injected with new vitality!

Although it only lasted for a short while, the flesh began to dry up, the complexion began to age, and this hand returned to its previous old appearance, but the previous feeling of youthful vitality still clearly remained in the heart of the pampas!

"Yes, Pastor Myers. With surprise in his eyes, Pampas replied, "I feel ......."

"Very well!" said Pastor Myers, whose mouth drew a mysterious arc, "as long as you can fulfill my lord's decree in my lord's church, my generous and great lord will not be stingy to send more favors!"

"So, Pastor Miles, I wonder what my lord needs me to do?" Hearing Pastor Miles's words, Pampas's eyes flashed with a hint of standard aristocratic cunning, and he asked cautiously.

"Oh, my lord is merciful, and he will not force devout believers to do what they are not willing to do!" Pastor Myers, with a pious look on his face, reached out and took out a scroll from under his robe and handed it to the pampas, "but our lord has infinite wisdom, and we cannot even break the slightest bit of his wisdom as deep as the ocean!"

"We don't need to use our humble wisdom to fathom the will of our lord, we just need to follow his commands!"

"As long as we follow the instructions given by our Lord, we will be able to fulfill the wishes of each of us in the end!"

"It's like what you want is to completely defeat the Newton family and strengthen the Alec family!"

“......”

"Or maybe it's immortality, eternal youth!"

“......”

In the seductive words that continued to be uttered from Pastor Miles' mouth, a flush of excitement slowly appeared on Pampas's face, and he couldn't help but grasp the scroll that Miles handed over!

In the city of Dela, in the outer city, in a low, dark and damp, damp and mildew-scarred bungalow near the outer city walls, you only have to walk about ten meters inward on the creaking floor, bypassing the cheap furniture used for disguise, and then lift a three-layer plywood hidden in a dark corner, and you can go straight down the stairs in the deep hole beneath it, and into the underground that hides countless secrets!

If a man had followed this path, he would have been able to find that a large space had been secretly dug out under the bungalow, leaving only some huge load-bearing pillars to support the ground!

And this spacious underground space is also artificially divided into compartments, each with different uses, lounges, training rooms, and cells, and it is a hidden underground stronghold......

In it, there are many shadows and shadows, and many people in hooded robes are silently doing the work at hand, and from time to time someone enters with blood and scars from which secret entrance, and then every now and then someone who has sorted out all the equipment on hand steps into the darkness and disappears without a trace.

The Newton family's head of commerce, Duke Roy, was sitting in one of the rooms of this underground stronghold, silently facing a high-ranking Assassin League leader in front of him, wearing a black coat, a white tunic and a hood!

The dull atmosphere spread in the air, and finally, the faint voice of the top management of the Assassin League rang out: "In the more than a month since the Assassin Alliance took over the commission of the Newton family and began the confrontation with the Brotherhood of Thieves, the Assassin League can be regarded as suffering heavy casualties!"

"Even if you don't mention the countless ordinary members of the periphery!"

"We have already lost about forty percent of the gray-armor hoodless level assassins, thirty percent of the gray-armor hooded-level elite assassins, and even the backbone-level white-clothed hooded assassins have more than ten people fallen!"

“......”

"So, as the representative liaison of the Newton family, can you tell me!"

"That's what you said about a simple confrontation commission!?"

"Why is the Brotherhood of Thieves reacting so violently!?"

"Why do they bite back in a posture that it's either you die or I die!?"

"Even the Assassin League has to fight them to the death!?"

With anger in his tone, his hand was raised, and a dagger with a deadly cold light was thrown by the top of the Assassin Alliance, and it was slanted deep into the table in front of Duke!

"Hehehe. Still with the same face, Duke slowly pulled out the dagger in front of him and put it on the table, "Simple confrontation commission?"

"With the Newton family's large sums of money, and even the commission that promised fifty percent of the proceeds of the new port to be built in Deira, would you consider it a simple commission?"

"And the desperate posture of the Brotherhood of Thieves, it must be that the people behind them may have promised the same great interests!"

Seeing that the faces of the high-level leaders of the Assassin League in front of him became cloudy, Duke changed his words again: "However, the huge losses suffered by the Assassin Alliance in the confrontation with the Brotherhood of Thieves during this period of time are also seen by the Newton family, and it is indeed shared the pressure for the Newton family!"

"So, the Newton family has decided to increase the commission reward!"

"In addition to the large amount of money that can be given now, the Newton family will only keep 10% of the proceeds from the construction of the new port in Deira, and the rest will be given to the Assassin Alliance!"

Slamming a contract that had already been stamped with the Newton family's seal of the Ring on the table, Duke smiled again: "Moreover, the heavy losses are only temporary, if the Assassin Alliance and the Newton family form an alliance and bring down the Brotherhood of Thieves and the Alec family in this struggle, what kind of huge benefits will they get later?"

"At the very least, you can absorb most of the loiters in Deira City and become the largest loiter organization in Deira City......

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