Among the lesser deities of the court of gods, the god of commerce, Lu Deen, is not outstanding in his divine powers, but his reputation in the mortal world is a well-deserved leader. With the establishment and development of civilization, human commercial activities have formed a complete and huge invisible social system. From the northern snowfields to the southern coast, human caravans have traveled to almost every corner of the world of Canillas.

But then again, Ludern's negative reputation is no less notorious because of his money supremacy that is at odds with the noble virtues promoted by other gods of order. Except for "credit", which is enshrined as the supreme truth, there are no goods that merchants dare not buy and sell.

As long as there is a triple profit, the merchants dare to take risks, and in the face of ten times the profit, even the gallows cannot stop their madness......

"Gold jewelry means nothing to the dead, but it still has great power in the mortal world. ”

The white-haired old man in a black robe stood on the rooftop and looked up at the starry sky, muttering to himself in a low voice.

Ludern's Cathedral radiated a golden glow behind him, dispelling the hazy night. The tools in the church are all made of pure gold and silver, and even the benches and long tables are made of purple apple wood, which is used to make apprentice staffs because of its good magic conductivity, and the price on the market is more expensive than gold. The black velvet that the aristocratic daughter is crazy about can only be used here as a fabric for floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Ludhorn advocated profligacy, and in his teachings, only by learning to spend money can one be motivated to make money, and that the highest state pursued by a businessman is to return when his money is gone.

Inside almost all of Ludern's temples is a secret and luxurious church, which is not used for prayer, but for the most basic doctrines to be manifested by deeds. As long as you can afford it, this church can be turned into a true paradise on earth.

The rent of the church is as high as 1,000 gold coins per day, a figure that is almost unimaginable for the average person, but it is only the most entry-level price. If you can pay double the amount of gold, you can enjoy the highest level of service from Isttalon here. If you pay three times, you can even name and choose aristocratic ladies from a radius of thousands of miles to warm your feet......

The price of 200,000 gold coins is enough to make this church a city within a city in Istalen, and all the temple priests bow down to their orders, even if they are evil heretics, only gold coins are eternal.

This power is what Ludern's followers call purchasing power, and in the face of sufficient purchasing power, everything in the world can be priced, and they don't even mind selling their lives and souls if possible. ”

Another tall, thin middle-aged man continued the old man's words.

"Don't underestimate the followers of Lud'n, Marfa, the merchants are one of the smartest groups in the world, and whoever takes them for a fool is a fool. It seems to you that they are all crazy people who want their lives for money, but how do you know that they are not getting any more benefits?"

The white-haired old man looked up at the moonlight in the night sky, and there was a hint of mockery on his face: "My lord and Lu Deen must have reached an agreement a long time ago, and his disciples will open the door for us. But even so, they didn't lose a cent of the money they should have collected. ”

"I see, Bishop Quinn. Marfa bowed her head respectfully and said, "When the natural calamity comes, these traitors will be judged as they deserve." ”

"You think they're going to be afraid of death?" Bishop Quinn shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the moon in the sky, and his face grew serious.

"Something isn't quite right in the moonlight tonight, haven't Harris and Marr come back yet?"

"In terms of time, it should have ended. It's just that the barracks are heavily defended, and they may not move too fast. Marfa said with some uncertainty after silently calculating in her mind.

"Are you worried that the Snake of Light will disrupt the situation? We're going to be very careful this time......"

"I just warned you not to underestimate the followers of Ludern, and the same goes for the Snake of Light. Bishop Quinn lowered his face and reprimanded sharply: "You have been able to get to this position because of the favor of my lord. It's an honor, not a capital that you underestimate others!"

In front of the old man's sudden outburst of fierce momentum, Marfa took two steps back in a cold sweat, and subconsciously held back the rebuttal prepared in his heart.

"The history of human civilization has lasted for thousands of years, and I don't know how many secret forces are hidden in the mortal world. Just one of the unruly magicians in Sky City has caused us to lose our troops in North County, and the hardships and dangers we will face in the future will only ......."

"That's right......"

"What man!?"

Bishop Quinn nodded subconsciously, and suddenly his face changed drastically. He shouted, and the whole person suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, and his body appeared in the shadow ten meters away.

When he heard an unfamiliar voice coming from behind him, he realized that something was wrong, and almost subconsciously directly stimulated the "Dark Shadow Escape" attached to the robe. Rao was like this, and he still didn't dodge the attack of the sneak attacker, only felt a chill in his back, and half of his arm lost his reaction.

As the High Priest recently promoted by the Cursed Sect, Marfa, who had just entered the Silver Rank, didn't even have time to react, he only saw a black shadow suddenly appear from behind Bishop Quinn, raise his hand and swing his sword and stab. The long blade sliced through the black mist, bringing up a large black trail of blood. Without a moment's pause, the sneak attacker turned around and slashed at Marfa with a sword, almost tearing him in half from the bottom up.

Bishop Quinn struggled to raise his head, just in time to see the scene that had shocked him. In just a breath, the head of the elite within the sect who had just stood behind him flew into the air. Then he finally saw the true face of the attacker, a young girl in a tight black monastic robe, and the murder weapon she held in her hand was also a long sword that was pitch black.

"Black robe and black sword...... Invisible and invisible...... Brotherhood of the Dark Moon?" Bishop Quinn muttered to himself, and immediately recognized the other party's true identity.

She was not an Assassin, but she was more terrifying than any Assassin.

As long as people are old, they will not lack knowledge, and the first time he recognized the identity of the girl, Bishop Quinn no longer had any illusions of resistance, and found that the girl's gaze was projected on him, and he immediately did not hesitate to cast the "dark shadow" again and disappear into the shadows.

"What a cunning old fox. Shirley looked into the empty shadows and chuckled, "Now that you have recognized my identity, you dare to use the 'darkness' as a cover?"

The girl took a few unhurried steps forward, and her figure quickly melted into the air. The shadows in the darkness suddenly trembled and twisted, and then countless flesh and blood splattered out like crushed oranges, painting the snow-white tiles outside the church with a dark red stench.

The two leading figures of the Cult of the Damned were killed on the spot without a word, and the others hiding in the church did not realize that death was coming. The silence in the empty corridor was terrible, and the believers of Ludern showed a surprisingly service attitude after receiving full payment, and even their own people were not allowed to approach the church for the sake of secrecy.

"As long as it's a dirty deal, it's inseparable from Ludkorn, and that's true. ”

Shirley's figure reappeared next to Marfa's corpse, scrutinizing his body. Her technique is extremely skillful, and you can tell at a glance that she is proficient in this way. Judging by the girl's years of experience, this middle-aged man's status is obviously half a level lower than that of the old man, and he often has very important clues, such as secret contact information.

As expected, Marfa hid a few secret letters in the pocket of her underwear, and although the words on them were not lingua franca, they were not a problem for the girl. At the same time, several large-denomination gold tickets were also taken into her pockets by the girl as a matter of course.

The girl suddenly let out a soft "huh", she touched a sheepskin scroll that didn't feel right, took it out and unfolded it, it turned out to be a brand new wanted notice.

Wanted - Snake of Light!

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