Alovia returned to the slums, and he was so proud that Count Cafu, who had once been invincible, and could not even look at him, had now become a street rat that everyone shouted at him, and he hated all who were rich, whether their money came from righteous means or not, and he hated all who were richer than him.

Sitting in a dilapidated hut, eating boiled beans. "Damn, I hate this stuff, and it won't be long before I don't have to eat these unpalatable things. Hoping for a bright future, he knocked over the beans on the table.

There was a knock at the door, and if anyone wanted to enter, they could swagger into this room that couldn't even shelter them from the wind and rain, and without permission. I

But the person at the door still knocked on the door gentlemanly, which was basic etiquette, a good character cultivated since childhood, and he did not have the habit of entering other people's rooms without permission.

Seeing the person outside the door through the broken door, it was a charming face, many girls couldn't wait to rush up and kiss when they saw this face, but Arovia was resentful, he hated all the men who were richer than himself and so handsome, which was the object of his jealousy.

He didn't open the door, Arovia was too lazy to see anyone now, he thought he had to get acquainted with the feeling of being on top of him in advance, and he had the impression that the rich people couldn't even look down at the road, and they always held their heads high.

The man at the door, dressed in a tuxedo, looked at Arovia in the house, let out an eerie laugh, and took out a wad of money from his pocket and shook it.

"It seems that our impression of Arovia is not a person who likes money, it's a shame, I have to find the next target. The man at the door turned to leave.

Seeing that the thick wad of money had already put away the arrogance just now, Arovia hurriedly got up and opened the door, bowed and complimented: "Look at what you said, no one will hate money, please come in, my distinguished guest." ”

When the man entered, Arovia hurriedly wiped the dirty stool with his sleeve, and then the man sat down, put a thick wad of money on the table, and pushed it in front of Arovia.

"Now the money is yours, lucky Arovia, it must be God's will. ”

Arovia couldn't believe that someone had come in and given him a wad of money, which looked like 10,000 Caesars, a sum he had never seen before.

"Oh my God, I must be dreaming, it must be just a dream. ”

The man laughed. "No, Arovia, it's all true, you're a lucky one. ”

Alovia slapped himself hard, it hurt a little, it was all true, and he still didn't believe it. "You say...... All this money is mine?"

"That's right, it's all yours. The man threw the bag he was carrying on the table, revealing more money inside. "If you want to get this money, I need you to do something. ”

Arovia excitedly picked up the wad of money, and he was already excited to start babbling nonsense. "As long as I don't die, I'm willing to serve you. ”

"Well, I need you to find two good companions, and go to the tower thirty miles outside the town to find something for me, and the money will be yours when the time comes. ”

Looking for something, Arovia is now dizzy.

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's as simple as that. The man was sure.

"Deal. Alovia held the money bag in her arms.

Alovia obtained a more detailed location of the tower, and at once called two companions, whom he had paid only a hundred Caesars, but who were both poor men were satisfied.

In the middle of the night, the three of them arrived at the place, and in the silent night, the pale moonlight covered the earth, like a layer of silver frost, and the reflection of the dilapidated tower in the distance was very strange.

"Hey, Arovia, you said that someone paid three hundred Caesars and asked us to come here to find something for him, but why didn't he come and look for them himself, and waste three hundred Caesars in vain. ”

Someone finally became suspicious.

Alovia's mind was full of the bag of Caesar, he counted, there were 100,000 Caesars, the huge amount of money made him feel the need to take risks, he also thought on the way, it could be a murder weapon, it was evidence, it could also be a corpse, it was the enemy who was killed by the man.

Because of something that the man kills his enemy and then throws the body there, it could also be a murder weapon, and only such a thing is worth paying so much money, and he is willing to do anything for the sake of 100,000 Caesars, even if there is a risk of being considered a murderer.

When the murder weapon or body is found, maybe he can threaten the man to extort another batch of huge sums of money, of course, he will not tell his two companions about this.

"If you don't want to do it, I can give Caesar to someone else. ”

The man would never give up a hundred Caesars. "No, no, dear Arovia, I didn't mean that. ”

"Okay, then shut your mouth. ”

The three of them entered the tower, reached the top of the tower, pushed the door in, and saw the situation inside the tower, countless strange things, and a large cauldron, the viscous liquid in the pot bubbling.

At this time, a figure slowly appeared, like a ghost, in front of the three of them. "See, Count Cafu has kept his promise. ”

Seeing the ghost-like figure and the ugly face, Arovia almost fainted in fright.

"Come on, be my test subject. Caposso stretched out his hand, and the hearts of the three of them popped out of their chests and flew to the table, and the three corpses automatically walked to the cauldron and crawled into the cauldron, the boiling liquid becoming even more manic.

The town's officials were imprisoned, waiting for the people from above to determine their crimes, and those who had been persecuted were naturally reinstated, and Foster was one of them.

And he was promoted to become a mid-level official in the town for reporting the dirty dealings here, and Downing had used Foster's name when he sent the Earl of Cafor's handwritten letter and the letter of denunciation.

Foster came out of the government building, still a little dazed, it all came so quickly, his job was lost and greatly improved, and when he heard the prosecutor from Brolot City say thank you for his report, he knew very well that it was Downing who did it.

He used to think that if he worked hard, God would always favor him as a little person, let him have some achievements, as long as he could become a middle-level official in the town, he would be very satisfied, he thought it would take twenty years, but then he lost his job, he was desperate and resentful, and even planned to become a devil under Downing's suggestion, to destroy good humanity, and to take revenge on those who took away their jobs.

It all came so fast that Foster was excited to share the happy event with others, and the only people he could think of were Alice and Downing.

Rushed to Downing's temporary residence. "Mr. Downing, do you know, I'm promoted, God forbid. ”

Downing was not surprised, he felt that the only good person in this town was the little clerk of this government, and his humanity made Downing feel that there was no need to ruin him, so he used Foster's name to report.

"It's a good thing, it's worth a drink. Downing said, "I'm in for a treat." ”

"No, Mr. Downing, I think I'm the one who should be treated. Foster was excited.

Downing didn't refuse, for he knew that a real storm was coming, and that he had to have a drink with the only kind man in town and enjoy a moment of peace.

Calling Alice, the three of them went to the tavern, ordered a bottle of rum, and sat down together.

Downing frowned when he saw Foster's affection for Alice.

Late at night, leaving the tavern and seeing Alice off, Foster looks forward to a better life. "I already have a job to be proud of, and I want to marry Alice, so you'll be sure to give us your blessings. ”

He was a little drunk, and his tongue turned and said: "Mr. Tangning, thank you for everything you have done for me, my wedding must be indispensable to you, you are my benefactor." ”

Downing looked at the night in the distance, the approaching footsteps in the night, and the storm finally began. "Foster, I don't think now is the time to talk about it, and the next thing you see may be something you'll never forget, so you'd better close your eyes. ”

Forster didn't understand the meaning of the words, the pedestrians in the street were extinct late at night, and the man who was near made people shudder, because under his wide robe, the man's feet had no flesh, only bones.

Dressed in a wide black robe, the man looked up, the darkness was so dark that even the moonlight was eclipsed, and Foster saw the man's face clearly, a skull, and his eyes glowed faintly, and the light seemed to pierce his heart, making him unable to move, and even unable to open his lips.

What the hell is this, Foster thought with a look of horror.

Downing looked at this terrible face, but his heart was calm, compared to this face, there were many more terrifying faces in the Catherta of the Cursed Lands, he was used to it.

There was silence all around, and the windows that were still lit with oil lamps lost their light and fell into darkness.

"A low-level necromancer, is Cafu so capable of it, it really disappoints me. Tang Ning raised his palm, and a dark purple light rose from his palm.

An illusory figure on the necromancer's body rushed out and pounced on Tang Ning like a ghost.

The dark purple light in Tang Ning's hand exploded, and a darker darkness than just now appeared, everything lost its luster, the moon in the sky was blocked by dark clouds, and the illusory figure melted into the real darkness and disappeared.

The light of the skeletal eyes under the black linen robe faded away, and his eyes revealed fear, and his body shook and retreated, and his mouth made a whimper, which was also the sound of fear.

"Judge the darkness in the name of darkness and let true darkness consume all. The intense black aura emanating from Tangning's body engulfed the necromancer in front of him like a flood that burst its banks.