The temple is the sanctuary of the gods in the material world, a place to promote the thoughts and ideas of the gods, and a gathering place for believers to pray and make donations, representing the supremacy of theocracy.

Generally speaking, unless you are a devil, a follower of demons, or some evil monster, it is very rare for the Continent of Faren to besiege the temple.

In particular, the titular ruler of Neverwinter, Lord Nasir, is still a believer in the God of Justice through and through, and the mainstream belief in the entire city is Tyre, the god of justice, and his influence has penetrated into all aspects of the ruling structure, and even many bureaucrats and soldiers are themselves priests and holy warriors of the God of Justice.

Therefore, the priest in the Temple of the Beggar's Nest has never figured out what he has done wrong that has caused so much public outrage.

Looking at the chaotic scene at the bottom of the steps of the temple, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said to the senior priest next to him who had come to investigate the situation: "Do you see it? These damn poor people don't know what kind of bewitchment they have besieged, they have been besieging the temple for half a month, let alone reforming the believers, and even the people who came to listen to the teachings before are gone. ”

"They just stood outside and never rushed in?" the senior priest subconsciously frowned.

Because of this strange situation, he couldn't help but think of some conspiracies.

"Yes, no one rushed in. But the problem is, they cut off the water and food sources for the temple. In the whole beggar's nest, no one is willing to provide us with food and drink, so we can't even clean the temple at the moment. The young pastor's face was full of sorrow.

But it's no wonder!

He had thought that coming to the beggar's nest to spread the teachings was an easy and seniority job, and that most of the poor people did not even know a word, and that with a natural reverence for the gods, he could easily gain a large number of believers.

The tragic reality shatters this ridiculous idea.

Not to mention the believers, it is a question whether the entire temple can be maintained or not.

"Well, it's not your fault, kid. Let's go, let's go back first, I don't think this matter is that simple, maybe I should let Erebeth de Timarand personally send someone to investigate. The senior pastor was obviously more sensible, and did not blame the younger ones, let alone lash out.

"Thank you very much for your understanding! Please wait, I need to go and pack my things. ”

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As the beggars' nest of poor people besieged the Temple of Justice en masse, the higher-ups of Neverwinter finally realized the seriousness of the problem and hurriedly sent people to intervene in the investigation, and even hired some daring adventurers.

But who knows, this place, which was originally just a gathering place for the poor, has now been run into an impregnable wall.

Before they could find out anything, they were blasted out by Jesse's organization, and the unknown adventure team didn't even have a chance to get out alive, and the corpses were thrown into the sewers for the rats to eat.

Through the form of forging a community of interests, Zhang Cheng has turned this place into his own kingdom, and anyone who is honest and willing to cooperate can at least receive free food every day, but if he does not cooperate, then the result will be the evaporation of the whole family.

No one knows whether these men were killed or sold to slave traders.

Just when the Lord of Nasir was furious about this and wanted to send a large number of guards to clean up the beggar's nest, a terrible plague suddenly broke out in Neverwinter.

In less than a few weeks, the plague had spread to every corner of the city, and hundreds of patients had filled the temple of Tyre in the center of the city.

All of a sudden, the people fell into a panic, and the prices of various drugs rose and went up.

Especially after the city council closed the gates and isolated the flow between the various areas, even the price of food got out of control, so much so that the famous Neverwinter Academy had to be temporarily closed.

It seems that overnight, the once prosperous Pearl of the Northland has become a place of chaos.

Under the terrifying threat of death, the dark side of human nature is released to the maximum, and all kinds of vicious crimes are committed one after another, and finally there are so many prisoners that the prison can't fit it.

Feeling the panic and despair revealed by the whole city, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth and said to Jesse standing in front of him: "It's time to move on to the next stage." Tell all the inhabitants of the Beggar's Nest that starting now, whoever is willing to sacrifice their faith will receive food and potions that will fight the plague. ”

"Faith?!Are you planning to become a god?" Tifflin was taken aback, his pupils constricting suddenly.

"To be a god? no, I just wanted to do an experiment, an experiment about faith and gods. Remember, have them kneel and pray in front of the idol, and if someone has a red glow on him, it means he's a liar. For this kind of person, it will not be tolerated if he directly kills one to make an example. Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a deep light.

No one in this world could comprehend the enormous meaning behind the experiment, not even the gods.

"Got it! I'll do it. Jesse drugged and bowed deeply.

There was no doubt that such a look frightened her, as if she was an ant being targeted by a dragon.

"Relax, don't be so nervous. I promise that when the plague passes, you will replace me as the underground queen of the beggar's nest. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the other party's smooth cheeks.

After months of careful preparation, he now finally showed his sharp fangs, intending to complete the experiment with the help of the engulfing plague.

Since the Beggar's Nest does not have a temple of the God of Justice, no matter what you do inside, you don't have to worry about being detected by the outside world.

After all, all the attention of Neverwinter is now focused on treating the sick and preventing the plague from continuing to spread unscrupulously, so how can there be energy to estimate anything else.

"I'll take your place?!" Jesse jerked his head up, his eyes full of shock.

"Yes! The Underground King of the Beggar's Nest may seem to you to be a title full of power and glory, but to me it is like weeds and wildflowers everywhere on the roadside, nothing to make a fuss about. I have a greater purpose and will never be confined to one place. So when I don't need something, I give it to my most loyal subordinates. Zhang Cheng explained meaningfully while gently fiddling with the other party's thick hair.

Since it is only a projection of consciousness, he is in a relationship of extreme mental relaxation from beginning to end.

The reason is very simple, even if someone finds something and runs over and kills him, at most, it is the return of consciousness to the body, and it will not cause any substantial damage at all.

The Titan's life force was too strong to feel threatened.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Sargeras was accidentally defeated by Medivan's mother, Magna Egwen......