Scales hadn't slept all night since he had witnessed the miracle the previous night.

From the day he was born in an eggshell, his parents described to him the splendor of Aleslota's past.

But the Scales Ring had never been willing to believe this, even after his parents had died.

It wasn't until yesterday that I saw the miracles of the God of Order, and learned that the original arcade and the little overlord were all creations of the God of Order.

The Ring of Scales has sublimated, to be precise, he has converted to the Cult of Kosmos and become a believer in the God of Order.

After becoming a believer, the scale ring also found his motivation to live in this gloomy city, that is... Missionary!

The Scaly Ring made his way to the southernmost part of the city, which was a little more dilapidated than the territory of the Sewing Gang in the northern city, and was mostly inhabited by Inhumans.

The gang that controls the city is the Mud Crocodiles, a group of lizardmen who believe they are descendants of the Dire Crocodile and are very taboo about the name lizard.

The Scaly Ring was sitting in the mud crocodile gang's territory, and the real purpose of his visit was to preach, but he still came under the guise of selling goods.

"Scales, where's the cargo?"

A lizardman who was a head taller than the Scale-Ring sat in front of him, and the Scale-Ring was very familiar with the lizardman... Because they were born out of the same nest of eggs.

According to the time of birth, this lizardman can be regarded as his younger brother, but the other party gave up the identity of the Exploration Society and became a member of the Mud Crocodile Gang... He also gave himself a new name, Crocodile Tooth.

Now he has taken the position of leader of the Mud Crocodile.

"You still want blackwater?" Scalering's erected pupils glanced behind the lizardman, where three burly human men were glaring at him with terrifying eyes.

Blackwater is a powerful hallucinogen that the Quest will dispose, and it is similar to the Laughter Mixture, but it is extremely toxic...... But even so, there are still quite a few people in the city who are willing to pay for blackwater.

Among them, the largest number of acquisitions is the Mud Crocodile Gang.

"If you drink too much, you're going to die."

The Scale Ring also looked down on these self-depraved addicts, but in the face of his nominal brother, the Scale Ring couldn't help but dissuade him.

"Less nonsense! Hand over the goods and get out of the way! ”

The leader of the Mud Crocodile Gang didn't like to listen to the Scales Ring, and he slammed his fist on the table and shouted to the Scales Ring.

"Don't be so agitated, I know you all live in a filthy environment."

In the past, the Scale Ring would probably use ferocious means to improve his prestige, but last night the Scale Ring had an epiphany... His duty now is to spread the splendor of the god of order throughout the city.

Every inhabitant has the potential to become a child of the God of Order, even this fierce mob.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The leader of the Mud Crocodile Gang was stunned for a moment by the strange tone of the Scaly Ring.

"My dear brother, yesterday I saw the oracle of the God of Order, who will deliver you from the mire."

All right... Before entering the Mud Crocodile Gang, the Scale Ring crushed a Little Overlord Primordial Crystal, and under the influence of the power of faith, his personality became as benevolent as a saint.

To be precise, it is a state that is pleasing to the eye.

"God? Is there something wrong with your head? I'll ask again where the blackwater is! ”

The people of the Mud Crocodile Gang were clearly in no mood for a joke, and Scaly Ring's younger brother, Crocodile, seemed to have not used the Laughter Mixture and Blackwater for a long time.

The Scale Ring sighed and took out three primordial crystals from his pocket.

"What the hell is this?" He asked, glaring at the scales.

"A gift from the god of order, her mercy—" The Scale Ring pushed one of the protocrystals to Crocodile.

"What the hell! Blackwater! I just need Blackwater to understand! ”

Crocodile Fang flicked his hand angrily, and all the original crystals on the wooden table were swept to the ground by it.

The membrane under the eyelids narrowed slightly when the scaly saw this scene, and when the crocodile wanted to shout something... He found one so short that it had pierced into his mouth.

The man holding the dagger was none other than the Scaly Ring, whose tone was soft.

"How dare you refuse the gift of the God of Order! Pick up the primordial hedron on the ground! ”

In fact, the Scaly Ring went to the Sewing Gang's arcade before coming to talk about business, only to be defeated by the Blacktail guy who wore three again.

The scale ring was holding back the fire in his belly, and finally relied on the power of faith brought by the original crystal to suppress it, but was ignited again by his stupid younger brother.

Crocodile Fang was biting a short knife in his mouth, and his forked tongue could even touch the blade of the knife.

This made Crocodile Tooth not dare to act rashly at all, and could only use his eyes to signal the men beside him to pick up the original hedron he threw to the ground.

"This is your own sin!" The short knife in the scaled ring's hand stabbed into the crocodile's mouth again, and the crocodile could only bend down stiffly, groping on the ground to find the original hedron.

Only then did the scaly ring slash the short knife into the crocodile's mouth, but in the next second, the short knife hit the most fragile piece of skin on the crocodile tooth's neck.

"Don't think you're going to get away from here." Crocodile Fang looked at the man beside him with murderous intent.

The moment Crocodile Fang said this, a group of members of the Mud Crocodile Gang rushed into the room with weapons such as sticks and daggers, and directly surrounded the Scales Ring.

The Scales glanced disdainfully at the group of people surrounding him.

"Okay, let's see if your men do it first, or if I'll cut your throat with this knife first!" The Scales said as the blade moved closer to the crocodile's fragile neck.

The neck is the weak point of the lizardmen, especially since the inside of the neck only has a few soft scales.

"Stop, don't move!" Crocodile felt a tingling sensation in his neck and immediately ordered his men not to act rashly.

"Forgive me for being so angry, the god of order, but this lost mortal needs to accept your teachings."

The Scales repented to the god of order with an unknown gesture, and when he had said that, he commanded Crocodile again.

"Crush that thing!"

"What?"

Crocodile was too nervous to hear what the Scales were saying, and he soon felt another burning pain in his neck.

The Scale Ring magically heated the blade until it turned red, and the knife slashed through the crocodile's neck as easily as butter.

"I said crush the protozol in your hand!"

Another order from the Scale Ring, Crocodile Fang didn't dare to disobey and immediately crushed the primordial crystal he was holding in his hand, and a large number of order inscriptions slowly poured into his body.