Catching an amphibious is easy to say. The cultists of the Frogwalkers are not the most powerful of the Three Evil Gods of the River, but they still have more followers than the Wet Soul, a shrine with only a few believers. Moreover, through Jung's introduction in a few words, a tight-knit order dominated by amphibians, with mortal preaching and recruiting believers, and a large number of peripheral believers, has come to light, and it is not easy to capture their high-ranking personnel in such a order?

What's more, if behind this order is only folk beliefs or weaker elves, then people like Cheese and Jung can still do whatever they want, but behind this order is the frog walker, an evil god who openly preaches and develops his dependents, and if things get bigger, it will inevitably lead to his counterattack. That's the reversal of the original intention.

"Do you have any plans, since this city is regarded as a garden plant by you, you must have a way to make us achieve our goals. Cheese looked at the dried corpses in the cage and said sarcastically.

Bloodclan heard the mage's sarcasm, but he had no intention of saying anything more to Cheese about it, it was the gap in vision that race brings. In the mage's eyes, everything in the city is constantly changing, and every reasonable outcome leads to more plausible outcomes, so that in the end, although each clue is reasonable, many plausible things become entangled and unreasonable.

Jung, on the other hand, has a long lifespan, whether as an elf or a bloodline, and in this state, he can choose not to act immediately, but wait for the right time to leverage the event to achieve his goals.

It is not surprising that the two have different starting points and attitudes, and Jung can understand this, and he has long understood this. Therefore, the Bloodclan only smiled faintly and replied, "Ordinary cultists have very little access to amphibians, and they regard it as the supreme honor. But since the Order is to develop, it definitely needs motivation, so honor can be bought with money. As long as sufficient property is paid to the Order, the Order will arrange for a devout believer to have direct contact with the amphibian in order to confess his faith. But that's all rhetoric, and I don't think it's good to be alone with something that's half human, half frog. ”

As the two spoke, a small bat flew in through a crack in the curtain and hung upside down on the Bloodclan's outstretched fingers, before turning into a cloud of blood mist that Jung sucked into his nose.

This is a common way for vampires to transmit messages, with the advantage that they can convey content outside of the language and is extremely clear, but the disadvantage is that the bat as a carrier can be intercepted, and the bloodlines of different bloodlines cannot read the contents by absorbing it. However, this is not a problem for the two Barak Clans who are familiar with the terrain of this place and have a relationship between the transformer and the converted.

"It seems that we have found the lucky one who will be given a lecture tonight. You have to be glad that there is no shortage of rich people here, and there is no shortage of rich people who believe in cults. If it had been somewhere else, such a ceremony would not have been so intensive. But let's be honest, one person a day is too frequent for a Order, and they don't think about the mystique of religion at all. When I first investigated them, I thought it was just a scam group that scammed people out of money, until they got bigger and bigger. Jung shrugged his shoulders and said why there was a ceremony just today.

"You mean, let's find the guy who should have been in the solo ritual and take his place in that ceremony?" Cheese immediately realized what the vampire was up to, and that was indeed the easiest way to do it. There is no surest way to meet the amphibians through the Order's internal means, and there is no one more to let the vassals of the evil gods relax their guard than ignorant cultists.

"To be precise, I went to the ceremony. You're going to be my strategy to cause chaos in the shadows, it's not difficult for a powerful mage, is it?" Jung teased. This can be regarded as a sign of sincerity, creating chaos and going deep into the enemy line, without thinking about knowing which is easier and which is more dangerous, the blood clan took the initiative to take on the difficult task and showed their determination.

Cheese had no objections, he was indeed an expert on the problem of evil gods, but he also had to admit that there were few people in the city who knew everything better than the owner of the River Tavern. Besides, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no problem with the close contact between the Grey Robe and the cultists, although he tells Jung that his evil god power comes from studying them, and that he himself is more powerful than any amphibian, and if the frogwalker's consciousness is watching here, it is very likely that he will find clues from Cheese. In contrast, vampires' superior transformation abilities allow them to handle most of the infiltration tasks, not to mention that the ritual is held at night.

Kraft felt a little hot, and this unusual excitement had been fermenting in him for several days, and he had been waiting for the stars and the moon for the day since the priest had told him the date of the Feast. At last, everything was about to change, and he was about to come face to face with the messenger of the great gods, and he was confident that his soul would be lifted up in this meeting, and perhaps one day, he too would be chosen by the gods to become one of the glorious messengers.

When he got up early in the morning, Kraft put on his clean, spotless robes, and his steps were a little vain because of fasting. First of all, he cut off meat, and until three days ago, he stopped eating and only drank water to sustain his life, which should have been an extremely painful process, but today, he only felt that his body was as light as nothing, as if a gust of wind could blow him into the sky.

Whether this particular experience came from fasting or excitement, or just an illusion of excessive weakness, Kraft didn't care. He has sold all his possessions and dedicated everything to the frog god, and he has no more worries in this filthy world, but hopes to be able to enter the river as soon as possible to serve his eternal master. The day is coming, and through today's rituals, he will leap and will evolve!

Walking out of the dilapidated rented house, the haggard man in his forties had a feverish look in his eyes, as if he had stepped into the water, surrounded by those noble gods. Pedestrians on the road avoided this human, who seemed to be mentally abnormal, what did they know? They were just poor creatures blinded by the world in front of them.

Only a person as wise and courageous as him can be appreciated by the frog god, can... Wait, why didn't these two people avoid me? Don't they know that I'm noble about to be baptized...

"I'm sorry, we're doctors, and this patient ran out of the clinic this morning. Excuse me. Jung kindly explained to the people who were looking around. The clothes on his body and the temperament between his eyebrows easily won the trust of most people. As for the few people who are still skeptical, they have wisely chosen to turn around and go about their own business without seeing it.

"I'm sure it's this guy. Cheese carried the fainted cultist on his shoulders and asked a question to which he had known the answer for a long time, and it was surprising to say that he was not afraid of the man's mental state.

"That's right, it's him. Let's find a hidden place and let me figure out what he looks like. ”