At night, in the basement of a house in the beggar's nest, there were more than forty poor people in ragged clothes.

One thing they all have in common is that they both cough incessantly and their faces are covered in unhealthy flushes.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the first symptom of being infected with the plague, and it won't be long before everyone will start to have fever, nausea, vomiting, and in severe cases, fall into a coma, and eventually lose their lives.

So far, there are no priests or magic potions in the entirety of Neverwinter to treat it.

Not to mention the treatment, not even to alleviate the symptoms, the streets and alleys are full of corpses that have died of the plague, and the only thing the guards can do is keep burning.

Looking at these poor people with numb eyes, almost waiting to die, Jesse took a deep breath, pointed to a statue in the middle, and said, "I believe you already know what to do next! Yes, as long as you want to offer faith to the great Benny, I will give you an antidote to the plague." ”

"Really, is there really an antidote?" said a middle-aged man in his mid-forties jerked his head up.

"That's right, see the potions that glow blue behind you? Just drink it, and you'll get rid of the pain and get back to your health. Jesse pointed to the translucent liquid that had slammed into the glass test tube not far away.

Antidote to the plague!

Right now, the whole of Neverwinter is looking for something like crazy!

It is said that Lord Nasir sent a plea for help to his traditional ally, Waterdeep, hoping to use their magical superiority to find a way to rid them of the plague.

It can be said that whoever has the antidote now will become a hero in the hearts of the entire inhabitants of Neverwinter, who will not only be able to obtain unimaginably vast wealth, but also the gratitude of the people, as well as unimaginable prestige.

"The antidote, give me the antidote, as long as it can be my son, I am willing to give everything, even my soul!" another young mother with her baby trembling with excitement.

"I do, too!"

"Give me a bottle!"

......

No one wants to die casually if they can live, even if they can enter the realm of the gods and enjoy an inexhaustible supply of food and wine.

Feeling the men who were trying their best to grasp the last straw, Jesse unceremoniously stood next to the statue and shouted, "Shut up, come one by one! Kneel, and pray to the statue." If it recognizes you, then you can get the antidote to the plague for free. ”

"I! I'll come first!" The middle-aged man who was the first to speak rushed to the front, knelt down and praised with a reverent face: "Great Benny! You are the only faith in my heart! The only true god in this world......

But before he could finish speaking, a red light fell from the sky.

"Huh, stupid! you want to get away with lies?" Jessie sneered, and directly pulled out the dagger and wiped it on the other party's neck.

Burst!

Scarlet blood splattered in all directions, and it didn't take long for the ground to be completely stained red.

As for the middle-aged man, he tried to struggle at first, but soon lost consciousness and fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a warm corpse.

Jesse gently wiped the blood on the dagger, and warned without raising his head: "If anyone wants to use performance to cheat the antidote, I advise you to die as soon as possible." Who's coming next?"

"I'm coming!"

The young mother with the child in her arms took the initiative to step forward, forcing herself not to look at the dead body next to her, kneeling on the statue and muttering nervously.

Next second!

Another white light fell from the sky, enveloping her from head to toe.

Seeing this scene, Jesse nodded with satisfaction: "You've passed the test! Go get the antidote." Remember, as a believer, you have to come here once a day to pray. ”

"Thank you for the generosity and kindness of the great master!" the young mother hurriedly bent down and bowed again, before she picked up a bottle of potion on the table and poured half of it for herself and her child.

When the cool sensation began to spread from the stomach to the surroundings, the feeling of nausea, fever, and vomiting quickly disappeared, and was replaced by an indescribable relief.

The baby, who had been crying all the time, slowly calmed down, and his little face full of tears showed a calm that he hadn't seen in many days.

The plague is cured!

Everyone present noticed this very obvious change, and their emotions became extremely excited.

As the saying goes, if there is the first, there is the second, and if there is the second, there is the third......

In about twenty minutes, more than forty people drank all the potions and began to kneel in front of the statue with a reverent face and read aloud the psalms of praise.

However, if you listen closely, you will find that these poems were originally taught to believers by the priests of the God of Justice, who simply changed their names.

If it weren't for his strong concentration, Jesse would probably have laughed on the spot.

She even imagined how the priest of the God of Justice would react if he saw this scene.

Straight to being mad?

Or draw weapons to eliminate these blasphemous poor?

......

With the antidote to the plague, a Benny-worshipping sect soon grew into a beggar's nest, and an ambitious fellow helped build the church's shelf and began to actively infiltrate the surrounding area.

Taking advantage of the concealment and tight organizational structure, more and more people had to join it in order to survive, and a huge force was slowly formed.

As the number of wealthy merchants and nobles in the church grew, they began to join forces in politics, commerce, and trade to benefit themselves and the church.

As the saying goes, there is nothing more terrible in the world than religion.

Perhaps the original founders of many sects simply wanted to spread their ideas and ideas to more people.

But when more and more people participate in it, it will inevitably produce interest relations, thus forming a huge community of interests.

As the initiator, Zhang Cheng has already integrated a trace of divinity carried by the Shattered Demon Crystal into his body by devouring and transforming soul energy at this moment, and has begun to continuously draw strength from his beliefs, striding towards the direction of demigods.

Of course, this process is not achieved overnight and takes a long time.

Just as he was calming down and waiting to see the show, the old butler suddenly burst into the room and reported with a smile: "Master Benny, Miss Erebeth de Timarand has come to visit, saying that she has something important to discuss with you. ”

"Did she say something important?" Zhang Cheng hid the golden light flickering in his pupils, turned around and pretended to be interested.

"I don't know, but I think it's a good opportunity. ”

"yes, it's a great opportunity......"