Saying that he was going to reconnoitre, in fact, it was to walk around the area with video eyeballs on, and there was basically only one kind of two-story building with a herringbone pointed roof in addition to the support points in the city, which made Marceau have a headache for the upcoming reconnaissance plan - how to play this, the pointed roof may be to prevent intruders from using the roof, but this is equivalent to one less road for Marceau.

There must be sewers in this kind of big city, and the scale of the sewers is certainly not small, Marceau can think of it, others must also be able to think of it, along the way Marceau has basically never seen a sewer well that can be used, only a small hole on the side of the road over the rainwater, which is also covered with a metal mesh cover, when the cat cubs walked through two or three positions, they found that there were bells hanging under their covers, and when they touched it, it would cause a sound because of the shaking, which was nothing during the day, but if it sounded in the calm night, it was simply a warning that there was a thief in the whole block。

Marceau didn't give up, and after discussing with Yang for a while, he decided to sit on a bench and pretend to be tired of walking to rest, using the girl as a cover, Marceau first manipulated a mouse with a charmanimal, then released a sharehusk on its body, and then Yang released a featherfall scroll on the mouse.

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So the mouse burrowed into the grid, and as soon as the mouse landed, it triggered a trap, and after a spark of electricity, the kitten realized that his spell of sharing vision with the mouse was interrupted.

"Damn, the rat is dead...... Marceau explained the situation to Yang, who shook his head powerlessly.

The sewers are unsafe, and it looks like the guardians of Sakaram won't let go of any dead ends, which makes the kitten very hurt and rests on the bench with Yang for a while. The kitten decided to continue scouting, so the two walked along, and when they turned an intersection, they saw the small square at the end of the street in the distance, and the spired church in the square.

"A sanctuary, let's go see it. Marceau immediately thought of going to see what was going on in this temple—to speak. The evil gods have been corrupting and degrading the city lord for fifty years, and with the current situation of Sakaram's integration of politics and religion, how the city lord can escape the eyes of those archbishops has always been a difficult problem for Marceau.

Although this is not the Anonymous Great Church seen outside the city yesterday, it seems to be a small temple built by the neighborhood, but at least the Guò Sanctuary can be used to confirm the depth of corruption and depravity in the city.

"Hey, how can there be an evangelistic meeting today? ”

As he approached the Sanctuary, Yang looked at the crowd that was queuing up to enter with some curiosity.

As a believer in Payne, Marceau has attended a solo service twice in more than five years. The only thing I have heard of is that preaching should be a 'ritual' for pastors to strengthen the faith of believers, but this qiē could not stop Marceau's curiosity: "Won't there be an evangelistic meeting today?" ”

"No, I've seen many evangelistic meetings on Morn's side, and my mentor told me that many temple church evangelistic meetings, including the Cult of the Gods and the Anonymous Chapel, are held two days a week on weekends, but today is a Wednesday. So I'm curious...... Could it be that the situation on Sakaram's side is different from Morn's side? Yang said, surveying the flow of people and the pastors who were maintaining order. After a while, the girl frowned: "Look at the decoration of the holy emblem on the wall outside, it should be the temple of the goddess of wealth, I saw dwarves, halflings, humans and a few dwarves...... No problem. ”

Hearing Yang's explanation, Marceau nodded—most of the faith groups of the Goddess of Wealth are humans, halflings and gnomes, and of course, dwarves. Among them, halflings are an important belief group, and there are a large number of halflings and gnomes in the priesthood of the goddess of wealth, and these guys are the most staunch believers of the goddess of wealth.

Today's sermon is attended by human, halfling, and dwarf believers, as well as human, halfling, and dwarf priests, though only a few dwarves. However, these dwarf files are usually only found farther north, and they prefer to worship their dwarven gods, so there is nothing strange about this qiē that makes Marceau feel strange.

But Marceau's instinct kept telling him not to approach the sanctuary, but Yang didn't think so, and the little girl dragged the kitten cub closer to the crowd, and in front of the priests, Yang made a negotiation as a paladin: "I want to bring my friends to watch the sermon of the goddess of wealth." ”

In fact, the relationship between the steppe elf twin mother goddesses, who also has the field of wealth, is not good, after all, the peers are enemies, but as a believer in other gods, the goddess of wealth will not turn away the steppe elves, for her, it is the most important thing to be able to bring wealth, as for whether it is her own believers or believers of other gods who bring her wealth, it is not too important to her.

"Of course, please come in. A priest smiled and moved out of the door, and as he passed by, Marceau smelled a faint smell of perfume, which was faint, but it still made the kitten turn his attention to the Morges Highlander, who looked a little old with his characteristic reddish complexion, and some gray hair on his temples, and the priest's robe on his body was a little whitish, but very clean, and Marceau noticed the sachet around his waist, and a beautifully crafted bracelet on his wrist, which was nothing, but the smell of perfume made Marceau very confused.

Soon, in the other priest who came out, Marceau once again smelled the perfume, and the half-elf was dressed even more elaborately than the highlander, his priest's robe was embroidered with gold trim, and a pair of carved gold earrings hung from his ears, which looked like very delicate objects.

In this way, Marceau looked at several priests, and found that they all had some gorgeous costumes, and the cat cub even found a beautiful priest with wavy hair with lipstick on her mouth and a string of earrings on her ears.

"Yang, do you know that it is normal for the priest of the goddess of wealth to dress like this. Marceau asked Young.

Yang Leng paused for a moment, and then looked at these priests: "I think as a priest of the goddess of wealth, it should be very normal to show off wealth." ”

Well, Marceau found this answer so plausible that she couldn't refute it, but the kitten's survival instinct had already begun to warn the kitten to get as far away from the Great Sanctuary as possible. But Yang dragged the kitten into the chapel, and fortunately, the girl finally agreed to find a corner seat under the kitten's plea.

As soon as he sat down, Marceau looked around uneasily, everyone in the room was dressed luxuriously, and the kitten noticed an old woman in the same row. The old man wore a gold necklace the thickness of Marceau's little finger around her neck, and the low-cut gift on her body with the drooping like falling into the abyss was so beautiful that mortals could not understand why the beauty they had once dreamed of would one day become a chaotic thing that could not be looked at.

When no one entered, Marceau noticed that someone had stepped up to the podium in front of him, a large bald man wearing a bishop's robe, different from the plain bishopric robes that Marceau had seen before. The robe on this guy's body can be described as jewelry, and what is even worse is that as soon as this guy opened his mouth on stage, Marceau was flashed by the mouthful of gold teeth in his mouth.

Meow a mi, worthy of the trembling m at the feet of the goddess of wealth, it is really worthy of this faith.

"Welcome to Wednesday's evangelistic meeting, ladies and gentlemen, this city gives us the opportunity to earn more gold. Thank you Grand Master Sakaram for his city. The first words of the big bald head made the cat cub frown, is this an idolatrous trick? But what the big bald head said was not wrong. If there is no huge city of Sakaram, who will give them such a huge business opportunity and market?

"But now, the strangers are coming! The steppe elves among them are taking advantage of the unrivaled carrying capacity of their airships to bring a large amount of goods into the city! they are robbing us of our belongings!" the big bald head slapped the podium hard, and then Marceau noticed that the old woman glanced at Yang, and the angry voice of the big bald head rang out: "This is invasion! This is plunder! The steppe elves are so depressing the goods, these little things want to take away our wealth! Take away our market!" They want to make us homeless! Make us their slaves!"

The believers in the audience immediately let out all kinds of curses with the roar of the big bald head. Marceau can only shake his head in this regard, what is this guy talking about, the flow of capital has always been so bloody, since you dare to join the market, you should understand that there will be wins and losses, and the purgatory of the market, which you can only live to the death, is not something that you guys who can't afford to lose can survive.

"From now on, we will boycott the goods and goods of the steppe elves! Don't let their empty ships dock! Don't let them hurt us!" the big bald head roared, "We must be united! We must be unanimous!

"In the name of faith!"

Listen to these maniacs yelling there. Marceau shook his head, thinking that it was a waste of time, the kitten cub got up and patted the girl's shoulder with his hand: "Yang, let's go, there are just some crazy people here." ”

"yes, some crazy people. Young stood up, and Marceau walked with her to the old woman, who looked at the girl and the kitten with a sharp gaze, "How did you get in?" She asked.

"My companion is the Paladin of the Anonymous Clan, and she brought me here to watch the ceremony, but unfortunately you will have nothing to watch here. Marceau replied first, and then forced the old woman away, and was about to leave, but the old woman stood up: "Look at this steppe elf!

The shrill voice suppressed everyone's words from the beginning, and Marceau turned to look at the old woman, and she didn't seem to be satisfied with such an accusation, but screamed at Yang even harder: "Look what your people have done to us!? This is the city of the Sakarams! You little prostitute of different species! Is it that your kind can't satisfy you at all, but the big guy of the cat people can satisfy you enough!"

"You!" Yang obviously didn't expect the NPC's mouth to be so dirty, the girl's childish face turned red, and Marceau turned around and protected Yang behind her, and the cat cub with a cold expression faced the old woman without hesitation: " Find a mirror and look at yourself, ma'am, the pair of disgusting things on your chest that droop to the point of contact with hell and that ugly and malicious face, even your husband can't be in heat against you now, it's really pitiful, I think he must have not shared a bed with you for a long time, and every day he can only feel alive by looking at the girls on the street outside the window. ”

The old woman obviously didn't expect the malice from the kitten cub to be so 'strong', she paused for a moment, and then subconsciously pulled the necklace from her chest. He grabbed the pendant in his hand: "You xenomorph cat man, an accomplice of the steppe elves, Your Highness the Shalishi will let you drown in your own blood, no one can save you, including your false gods!"

"Oh, I really can't stand this stinky old woman, her mouth is stinky and hard. Marceau turned to look at Yang, first lowered his head and kissed the somewhat nervous girl on the forehead, and then held her face: "Honey, Yang." Come and detect evil, and then take a divine rebuke, hurry. ”

Yang subconsciously cast the Detection Evil, so the entire crowd in the church chapel was dyed red and black, Marceau smiled and pulled out a one-handed single-shot musket from Yang's waist and turned around and put it on the old woman's forehead: "I'm sorry, madam, you are not wrong, I am really an accomplice of the prairie elves, and I personally like the prairie elf girls." I love the way they look like they don't get older, the food they cook, and most importantly, their boobs that never sag, no matter what model. ”

At this point, Marceau pulled the firing pin of the musket, and the kitten spewed at the old woman in front of her the last malice she could feel in her life: "You have lost these good things, and money can't buy back these good things you have lost, so go to hell, stooge of the evil gods." ”

The lead shot drilled through the chamber of the gun and drilled open the old woman's skull. Punched her ugly head beyond recognition, turned around and hit the halfling who pounced on her neck with the handle of her gun. Marceau pulled out the dagger at his waist with his left hand and slit the neck of the other dwarf, and with his right hand, he grabbed the dwarf holding his neck in front of him and blocked a lead shot.

"Kill that cat man!" the big bald head roared from the podium.

Then in the next second, a divine rebuke swept across the audience, this third-level divine skill is another weapon for the Prairie Elf Priesthood to fight against the evil camp, it can only be cast once a day, and the evil camp needs to pass a difficulty of 18 will identification. The winners have no effect, but the losers will be forcibly controlled, and the losers will attack each other throughout the rest of the battle until they die or live to the end.

So the evil camp people who were all rushing towards Marceau, wanting to tear apart the kitten and the girl, immediately began to attack each other. Marceau saw that the halfling who had been holding him on fire was still reloading, and was stabbed in the waist by the dwarf beside him, who was obviously not satisfied, so he pulled it out and stabbed it several times.

But the murderer didn't have a long time to be happy, when the dwarf pulled out the knife for the fifth time, a strong man behind him had already taken a sesame oil lamp from somewhere and slammed it on the dwarf's head, this time the murderer became a victim, and the dwarf with a small head case flying in the air fell to the ground without saying a word.

Of course, this kind of pleasure is not to be seen casually, Marceau's side pushed away the dwarf who had become a dead man, and leaned down to let an old human man swing the cane sword, and then the dagger drawn in his right hand stabbed the latter in the abdomen, the latter screamed and fell to his knees, Marceau reached out and followed the cane sword, and pierced the fat uncle through the heart with the short knife he preemptively handed over to him by another human uncle.

Turning around, Marceau punched the old man in the eye, forcing the latter to let go of his hands holding the dagger to cover his face, then pulled the dagger from the old man's abdomen, and with a wave of his left hand, he sliced the old man's neck with the dagger he was holding back.

"Die, cat man!" a dwarf pounced on Marceau with empty hands, and the cat cub directly turned over the dwarf with a short stride on his short shoulder, and let the dagger in the kitten's left hand penetrate the knife's left hand in the next second, pushing and pulling, abolishing the arm in front of him while raising his leg and kicking the murderer's knee to kick the middle-aged woman to the ground, the latter struggled to raise her head, and the cat's rapidly enlarged boot soles became her last memory.

Kicking the dead fat woman's neck, Marceau took a step back and flashed the short axe swung by the dwarf, who switched to swinging, and the kitten cub shrunk his belly to give way to the sharp axe that came laterally, and then grabbed the dwarf and threw himself sideways to dodge the savage charge, and at the same time the dagger in his right hand flicked away the flying knife, and the dagger in his right hand held the short sword of the halfling, and with a twist of his wrist cut the wrist of the halfling.

The halfling man covering the wound still wanted to struggle, Marceau had already stretched out his left hand and hugged the guy into his arms, and at the same time his left hand stabbed the halfling man's back from behind, turned around and used the body in the breath to block the lead bullet from the musket in the hand of the dwarf who had sat up, pushing away the dead corpse in his arms that could no longer die, the cat cub stretched out his left hand to the dwarf, and the next second the flying claw turned the dwarf's head into a scattered fragment.

Continuing to release the cable connecting the talon to the armguard, Marceau's right arm guard blocking the waving chair. As the chair crumbled, his right hand grabbed the female halfling's long hair, pulled her to his side, and wrapped a cable around her neck, and then the kitten who tightened the cable saw a head break away from its owner and rise into the sky.

Before he could withdraw his hand, the two gnomes grabbed Marceau's hands one left and one right, and the cat cub did not hesitate to pull and turn his left hand, aiming the firing port of the Hidden Arrow device at the female dwarf in front of him who was full of shock because of the failure of the power confrontation. With a 'poof' sound, the Hidden Arrow that popped out of the device pierced the female gnome's head.

Without any nostalgia, he withdrew his left hand from the female dwarf's hands, Marceau pulled out the short knife he had obtained from behind his waist, and held it to split the male dwarf's skull, and took out a beautifully decorated musket from the male dwarf's waist with his right hand, raised it and held it up to the human who pounced on him.

Marceau was not idle, and turned around and sent the short knife in his left hand three inches into the throat of the dwarf who wanted to sneak up on him. Then the cat cub who caught the wood-splitting axe that flew over because of the fall in his right hand swung the murder weapon to directly cut off the left leg of the human in front of him, and then raised the axe to directly behead the human who fell to the ground. Marceau was then knocked to the ground by a blow from behind, and Yang had already raised his short-barreled shotgun by this time, and with a single shot, he had smashed the halfling with the folding chair into a blood gourd.

Marceau grabbed the book of words on the ground, and then got up and ran to Yang, using it to block the dagger that a human priest stabbed at Yang, not having time to care that the tip of the blade that penetrated the whole book was only a few centimeters from the tip of his nose, and the cat cub grabbed the book hard. Knocked the human priest to the ground, then kicked the wooden lamppost next to the door open. Grabbing the top half with both hands, he stabbed it straight into the back of Mr. Pastor's heart.

Turning around, Marceau, who converted potential energy into kinetic energy, kicked the dwarf who pounced on him out of the gothic floor-to-ceiling window, and then threw down the long sword that was slashed horizontally with both hands, so the murder weapon split an unlucky halfling into two halves, and the kitten cub kicked his left foot in the eye socket of the left foot of the strong human man. While kicking the strong man down, he slashed a piece of wood with a nail on his right leg to the spot where the strong man's head landed.

Getting up, Marceau raised her left hand and used her arm guard to hold the oncoming wooden stick, and with her right hand grabbed the broken wooden stick and stabbed it into the chest of the assailant. The kitten cub, who pushed the corpse down, saw a halfling hugging him on fire.

Buckshot grazed Marceau's face, and the kitten cub with a wound on his cheek was nailed to the side of the dwarf who was stabbing the halfling on the ground with a wooden stick, and then pulled out a throwing axe from the flying axe bag behind his waist, and then threw the throwing axe at the halfling, who was loading the bullet and was directly hit by the throwing axe in the face, and the bloody abuser fell on his back.

A dwarf took Marceau's throwing axe, grabbed the kitten directly, and threw the kitten out of the window all the way, and the cat cub who had rolled several times on the grass popped out of the window together, and after grabbing the opposite wall, the cat cub was immediately dragged back to the church, and the previous dwarf didn't expect the cat cub to come back so quickly, and the dwarf who was beating a halfling man was hit directly by the kitten's knee attack and hit the temple directly, and fell to the ground without a snort.

However, the halfling man with a bloody face pulled out the dagger on the back of the corpse next to him and stabbed it at Marceau, so he grabbed the opponent's left hand holding the dagger with his left hand, and punched the halfling in the eye socket with his right hand, directly knocking out an eyeball, and then the cat cub, who won the power confrontation, stabbed the murder weapon in the halfling's hand into the halfling's jaw.

Pushing the corpse away, Marceau grabbed the long braid of the dwarf girl who was about to sneak attack Yang with his left hand and pulled it back, and when she looked up, the stabbing blade of her right hand had already stabbed the back of the dwarf girl's neck, and the front end of the stabbing blade came out directly through her neck.

Yang Yi, who beat the dwarf at his feet with the handle of his gun, pointed the shotgun in his hand at Marceau, and the cat cub immediately fell down, and then heard a gunshot, and then saw a halfling with a hole in his face fall beside him, and the one with a short axe with a dead face was not blind.

Taking out the short axe from this hand, Marceau raised his hand to the human who was holding a scimitar behind Yang and wanted to cut the girl in half, Yang seemed to understand what the cat cub wanted to do, and directly raised the shotgun to the top of his head just to block the scimitar, and at the same time, the short axe was also killing the human skull, flying a small skull while making the brain fly all over the sky.

Turning around and elbowing the halfling who attacked him backwards, Marceau pulled the dagger from his shoulder with his left hand, turned around and inserted the dagger into the eye socket of the sneak attacker, and used the halfling to block a human's sneak attack with an axe, and the flying axe hit the halfling in the head.

Pushing away the halfling, who could no longer die, Marceau picked up the long sword on the ground with his foot, picked up the long sword and held the cat cub in his hand and rushed forward, first dividing a dwarf into two sections with a sword and an axe handle, and then slashing a sword on the human leg, and then slashing upward, directly chopping off the head of the fallen human.

At this time, there were few living people in the church, and the big bald head who roared before had strangled his companion to death at this time, and when he got up and saw that Marceau was still standing, he immediately grabbed the metal candlestick from his side and rushed towards the kitten.

Marceau had already pushed away the corpse of the dwarf who had failed in the confrontation of strength, and when she heard the sound of footsteps and a somewhat crazy roar behind her, the cat cub beckoned to Yang, and the girl, who had already loaded the single-shot musket in her hand, threw the one-handed musket over.

Reaching for the musket, Marceau turned and smiled at the bald head, and then an 11.47mm buckshot pierced through the front of the skull, shredding the skull that was in the way, and sending it flying through the air along with the brainflower and tissue.

The priest, who had lost his life, knelt in front of Marceau, took the candle from the big bald head, and turned sideways to the dumping corpse, and the kitten stabbed the candlestick in the face of the half-kneeling halfling priest beside him, who had just gotten up from the corpse of his own kind that had been bitten to death, until the fatal blow through the brain knocked him over on his back.

The last living evil believer had fallen to the ground, and Marceau turned and walked to Yang's side.

"Marceau, we...... Did you survive?" Yang seemed to be a little skeptical after loading his ammunition.

"That's right, Yang, your magic has done you a great favor. With that, Marceau took the shotgun from the girl's hand, and the short-barreled shotgun that was loaded with a lever spun around the kitten's hand, and finally pointed at a human sitting up from the pile of corpses.

When the latter saw the kitten's movements, he immediately yelled and cursed Marceau: "You false god believer!

"Your curse is the greatest compliment to me, thank you, lackey of Shalish, for now that I have the final say. ”

With that, Marceau pulled the trigger.

Watching the last cultist fall to the ground and die, Marceau handed the shotgun to Yang's hand, then took the girl's hand and walked to the temple door, where the kitten pushed open the wooden door and sighed as he saw the discarded debris littered with uninhabited streets.

"Marceau, what are we going to do. Yang asked behind him.

"It's obviously not a good idea to hope that the city guard system in Sakaram isn't completely rotten, let's hurry up and change our clothes and get out of here. At this point, Marceau began to untie the belt of his tunic and put on a clean leather robe, and then glanced at Yang - the girl couldn't handle the buckle behind her, so Marceau hurriedly solved the qiē for her, and then turned around and waited until Yang had changed into a clean leather robe.

Walking out of the church, still a little far away from the alarm bell on the far side of the street, Marceau took Yang's hand and burrowed into the alley by the side of the road. (To be continued......)