The night is dark and the wind is high, and the full moon hangs high.

Compared to the lively stone street, the black alley where the new church is located is unusually quiet.

The black alley is not an alley, but a serious neighborhood, and the name 'alley' is due to the fact that Mexico City has undergone several expansions over the centuries, when the alley was demolished and turned into the street it is today.

The construction site is located in the middle of the black alley, opposite the temporary church, where a dignitary originally lived in a villa, because the other party was a business partner, Aaron bought it for little money, and donated it to the Church of Truth in the name of the Pluto Chamber of Commerce.

Mavi knew about this, and did not say much, nor did he specifically ask Dino about it, and with his acquiescence, Goncharov began to work, first demolishing the original villa, and then drawing up drawings and buying stones. Until today, the church has a rough circle of exterior walls and foundations, and the workers are working very hard, and the construction speed is far beyond imagination, and it only takes more than half a month to complete the construction of the first floor.

That's how fast Goncharov often ordered Ulmit and the others to wreak havoc in the middle of the night.

Facts have also proved that as long as the salary is in place, the workers are absolutely hard-working, and there is no complaint.

In the quiet street, a few shadows crept up to the church door, looked left and right, and climbed into the fence.

"Natrow, are you sure you want to do this?" The one who walked in the back asked.

"When is this all gone! Do you still want to regret it?! ”

The man holding a vial that was constantly sprinkling black powder looked back and glared, "Meda has led them away!" If we don't seize this opportunity and let them develop, the believers will be snatched away by them! ”

"But they have God's protection, where is our God?"

"Shut up! If you're scared, go back! ”

The scolded wizard struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't bear the pressure and turned to leave.

He was so scared that from the moment he sneaked into the church, he had an uncomfortable feeling, as if he was being stared at by something, and there was a cold aura around him, as if he had been strangled by his neck

As soon as he left the church, that feeling disappeared, and his pace grew faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he fled the dark alley.

Inside the construction site, several wizards are still sprinkling black powder, a kind of medicinal powder made from various poisonous insects, which can make people die without the gods knowing, and as long as the workers who built the church all die mysteriously, they can slander the reputation of the Church of Truth, saying that they are the embodiment of the devil and bring disaster to the Aztec Empire

Then justifiably expel them.

It would be better if Goncharov and others could be poisoned.

Natro sprinkled the hardest, thinking that one bottle at a time was too slow, so he simply sprinkled two bottles at a time, except for the ground, stones, stairs, wood, anything that might come into contact with the skin.

Jaga silently came behind him, watched for a moment, and suddenly burrowed into his body, Natero's hands trembled, and he stopped moving.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

A companion saw that Natro was motionless and couldn't help but urge: "Hurry up and go back!" Feed! Are you deaf? ”

Natro moved, he turned his head, his head turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and he twisted his bones, and his eyes were as big as light bulbs, glowing strangely in the moonlight.

"Hey you. Natrow."

The voice turned into a scream, and Natro threw himself down, and in a strange position, grabbed his companion's neck, ten fingers deeply embedded in his neck, and the fragile joints made a popping sound, and by the time the others realized that something was wrong, Natro had already crushed his companion's neck.

Screams echoed under the night sky, and when Goncharov and the others arrived, they found only a few traces of blood on the ground, and Yaga huddled in a corner, shivering.

"These. You did it? ”

Looking at the mess, Goncharov felt heavy, he knew that Yaga was the leader of the Chimora tribe and his strength was very strong, but what he didn't expect was that Yaga's methods were so cruel and ate these wizards in Natro!

Yaga is not good at words, Goncharov has never heard it speak, like a social terrorist, always avoiding the eyes of others, hating to dig a hole to hide, in the face of Goncharov's inquiry, it is still silent, just huddled in the corner and shivered.

This is the first time Goncharov has seen it shoot, and judging by the results, I hope this will be the last.

"It's a characteristic of the Chimora tribe, I heard my grandmother talk about it when I was a child." "The Chimora can see through people's hearts and imitate them, and if their owners are kind, they will not hurt people, but they will do good deeds, and if their owners are cruel, they will become cruel," said Evgeny.

"So what does it look like?"

Looking at the trembling Yaga, Ulmit was stunned.

"Because we exude fear, it is also fearful." Evgeny glanced at the blood on the ground: "I think it must be these wizards who have shown murderous intent to cause the disaster, if they just want to teach us a lesson, Yaga will definitely not kill them." ”

"In short, what kind of person you are, what kind of monsters the Chimora will become, they are terrible, and they are not terrible."

Hearing this, Adan sighed with emotion: "The Chimora tribe is really a wonderful creature. ”

"There is nothing beyond the supernatural that is not wonderful. Jaga, did those wizards use magic? ”

Yaga shook his head, it didn't feel any magic fluctuations on Natro and the others, the other party was completely ordinary people.

It's just that he took the position of a wizard.

"Strange."

Seeing Goncharov's frown, Evgeny asked, "Bishop, what's so strange?" The gods that those wizards believe in have not come, so there is no magic to use! ”

"The Aztec Empire has a branch of the Manstein Potions Company, which means that the Aztec Empire is one of the exporters of potions raw materials, and where there are potion materials, there must be extraordinary creatures, so the question is, if wizards can't use magic, who is guarding the Aztec Empire?"

Evgeny and Ulmit looked at each other and said in unison: "Doomsday? ”

"The Doomsday need to conduct experiments to capture otherworldly beings, perhaps they are secretly protecting the Aztec Empire from otherworldly beings?"

Maybe that's the case, but Goncharov always felt that something was wrong.

Montezuma III sent assassinations of the Empire's retainers in an attempt to expel them from the country, a move that did not do the Doomsday any good.

Here's the point!

Wouldn't the expulsion of the Church of Truth and the arrival of the Apocalypse Divine System require the Doomsday Party to resist desperately?

What's in it for Montezuma III?

If the Aztec Empire could only rely on the Doomsday, why would Montezuma III dare to expel them?

Behind this.

There must be a cat!

(End of chapter)