Chapter 206, The Way of Tzeentch
Tzeentch, together with Treacherous Delusion, as a two-headed high-level demon under Tzeentch, is Tzeentch's Tzeentch Twins who have repeatedly sabotaged and infiltrated major races, blended into the top, replaced key figures, and caused great damage and stole higher secrets.
Treacherous Xiling can completely simulate, assimilate, devour, and eventually replace a creature, this Tzeentch demon can not only completely simulate a creature in appearance, but also can devour and reproduce all his memories, personality, and even combat skills and mana knowledge.
Not to mention ordinary people, even many Inquisition elites can't distinguish the companions of the treacherous Xiling simulation.
Treacherous Hiering's approach always conforms to Tzeentch's logic, quietly creating contradictions among the crowd, inspiring hatred between people, causing strife and disputes, and tearing an otherwise stable team or polity apart.
"Change is a good thing, chaos is the only one who is outstanding!"
- Qingbao Tianzun Tzeentqi
However, Tzeentch does not always blindly create destruction and chaos, when a region is mired in extreme disorder or warlord chaos, Tzeentch will instead hope that the place will be unified and prosperous, her messengers will come here to select those talents worthy of training, she will not hesitate to impart knowledge, give strength, and secretly promote the unification of the region, so Aaron knows that many of the great founding kings, warlords of troubled times, outstanding statesmen, and excellent reformers in history are actually the explicit or invisible Tzeentch Divine Choice.
This is Tzeentch, when the dynasty is prosperous and at its peak, she wants it to fall apart and ashes, and when a region is in constant chaos and chaos, she wants peace and prosperity.
History is a circle, and Tzeentch is drawing circles.
Treacherous Hiling is a man of great intelligence and is the best person to carry out the investigation, and Aaron hired him from Tzeentch at great cost.
A Chaos Pact with Aaron's Soul Mark and Tzeentch Mark on it, and the Lord of Change told Aaron the true name of his high-ranking demon so that he could maintain full control over the Treacherous Xiling.
The Black Hook Gang Headquarters is a large three-story building, and the fat janitor Old Duck knocks on the door.
"What's the matter, old Duck?"
"I have an urgent need to see the head."
The fat doorman Old Dack habitually touched the tobacco and cigarettes on his waist, his set of movements was smooth and skillful, and he couldn't do it without more than ten years of inertia, and within a few seconds, Old Dack had already licked the cigarette roll with his tongue and skillfully lit the fire.
It must have been Old Dark, and the guards let him in without asking.
On the third floor, the leader of the Black Hook Gang, Hrafenbeh, had not yet slept.
This gang leader has been in full swing in recent days, and with the support of the Santarim Society, he has quickly annexed the large and small gangs of the docks, and quickly became the overlord of the docks.
However, the dark-skinned, flat-headed, goatee-bearded leader of the Black Hooks was not at all happy.
Getting the support of the Santarim Society comes at a price.
He had to do something for Santarin.
Do something that might plunge the whole of Susar into a sea of fire.
The leader of the Black Hook told him in his heart that if he did this, he would definitely become a Cormier sinner, and his name would be nailed to the pillar of shame by the Cormiers, and he would never be able to turn over.
"Do you want to buy me like that? This is an insult to me! Hraffenberg shouted angrily at the big man in the shadows: "Anyway, I'm also a Cormier! β
He originally wanted to do this, but the other party gave too much, so much that his conscience no longer ached, and he felt fluttering, very comfortable!
Especially after the other party took out the noble dress of Santilburg and promised to find him a white dragon mount, Hrafenberg decisively abandoned the false compatriot and embraced the real compatriot.
But it was still too risky to do it, and the gang leader knew he had to be careful.
"Dongdongdong~" The door rang.
"Who?"
"It's me, chief, old Duck."
"Old Dack, what's the matter at such a late hour?" The Black Hook Leader hesitated for a few seconds, but decided to let him in.
"Boss, it's not good." The fat janitor walked in from the outside, panting: "I noticed that something has invaded the headquarters. β
"What's that?" Hraffenbergh scrambled to his feet, he grasped his weapon, and asked sharply, "Old Dack, what have you found?" β
It's no wonder that the black hook leader is so nervous, because what he wants to do is really a big deal, and if something goes wrong, the whole family will go to the gallows.
"Look at this, chief." The fat doorman pulled something out of his body and motioned for the black hook to take a closer look.
"What is this?" The Black Hook Leader saw the fat doorman's hand open, and a nut was placed on top of his palm.
"It's called a tall nut, chief." The fat doorman continued to reach out.
"High nuts?" The black hook leader tentatively reached out his hand, and the fat doorman grabbed his wrist.
"Old Dack, what are you doing?" The black hook leader was startled, he looked up, and saw that bright red blood was spurting from the fat doorman's mouth, and his wrist twitched continuously, and slender flesh barbs popped out of his skin, firmly wrapped around Hrafenberg's wrist, and the spikes on it not only cut through the black hook head's skin, but also burrowed into his body along his wound.
However, the black hook leader deserved to be a gang leader, he quickly pulled out a short knife, cut off the fat doorman's wrist with a knife, and kicked the fat doorman's chest with his right foot, forcing the fat doorman to take a step back, flicking his wrist, and throwing the fat doorman's severed hand on the ground on the spot, and he was going to rush out for help.
He's fast, but something is faster.
The fat janitor's severed arm that fell to the ground quickly grew dense whiskers, some of which began to evolve into mobile limbs like spider legs, and eyes grew on the two whiskers, and it spewed mucus tentacles that wrapped around the ankles of the black hook head, and Hrafenberg couldn't control himself and fell to the ground, and he only had time to look at the fat janitor for a moment, and his whole body trembled with horror.
The fat janitor's face blossomed.
Blossoming in the physical sense, Old Dark's entire face was split into eight petals, and the outer skin was torn into petals and separated from the middle, revealing the bright red wriggling flesh inside and the entire mouth, and in the middle of the mouth was a Tzeentchi Eye, which opened in the chaotic flesh, and the dark blue eyes stared at the black hook head.
"You...... Not...... You ......" The black hook leader felt irrepressible fear even though he was well-informed, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Assimilation begins." The fat doorman's split face was still talking, and a tentacle spat out of his mouth that pierced the face of the black hooked head.
About five minutes later, the black hook leader Hrafenbergh came out of his room in his blue sharkskin coat, coughing softly, like a gang leader who had once begged for a living at sea.
"Boss, are you going out so late?" The guard downstairs quipped.
"It's not about making a living for you stinky boys!" The black hook leader scolded with a smile: "Watch your position!" Little bunnies. β
"Oh yes, old Duck has something to ask for leave, you can find someone to replace him, two days will be fine."
"Yes, sir."
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Dressed in a sharkskin coat and smelling of fish, "Hrafenberg" walked a few blocks before finding Aaron, who had become hidden.
"Lord!"
"Did you find anything?" Aaron sat in the darkness, his eyes gloomy and his handsome face hidden in the shadows of the darkness.
"Yes, my lord." Hera decibeh sifted through all the memories she had extracted, and told Aaron the valuable information: "............"
"What?" Aaron narrowed his eyes, "You mean, Santarin will plan to use the Black Hook Gang to transfer troops into the capital?" β
"Yes, according to the content of this human's cooperation with the Santarin, the Black Hook Gang has already contacted the Santarin Society, and the Santarin Society has told him that in the future, an army will enter Susar through the channel of the Black Hook Gang, disguised as cargo." Hrafenbergh said calmly, its face was strange, full of cautious looks, but the words that came out of its mouth were not emotional: "The two sides have agreed to transport the army into the port in the form of smuggled goods by the Black Hook Gang, and they have rehearsed many times in advance. β
"An army, does it have a direction?" Aaron immediately asked.
Santarin, planning to lure foreign troops into the capital?
"I don't know, he doesn't know about this, he has practiced several times, but he only follows the established routine to transport goods from the side of Longhu, but judging from the course of the ship and the direction of the wind that night, Hrafenberg judged that they all came from the eastern waters."
Eastern waters?
Aaron nodded: "What else?" β
"The black-robed man had only met with Hrafenbehe once, and he had clearly made a deep impression on Hera Decibeh, who in the eyes of the gang leader was a great man from heaven, and he had promised a reward that was so great that he admired the black-robed man so much that he agreed to the plan."
"When exactly will the plan be implemented?"
"There is no specific timetable."
"Is there any evidence? For example, correspondence or contact information? β
"There is no evidence, only unilateral contact from the side of the black-robed person, and Hera Decibeh's only contact method is to put a note in his desk drawer, and when he comes back in the evening, there will be a reply on the note, and he himself does not know how this is done."
Aaron groaned and nodded.
Bane, as the god of tyranny and the father of darkness, although the punishment is very cruel, but he has never been stingy with rich rewards, the last time Aaron accidentally intercepted the letter of the son of Bane, he probably found out, and now the son of Bane not only did not leave any evidence, but even the contact was one-way, even if the son of Bane stood in front of Hrafenberg, the gang leader could not recognize him.
The only valuable news is that Hrafenberg knows the contact information of several members of the Santarin Society, but the organization of the Santarin Society is very close, and he knows that a few marginal members are not very effective, and it is easy to startle snakes.
"Understood, you will continue to manage the Black Hook Gang as Hera Decibeh for the past few days, and everything will be as usual."
"Yes, my lord."
Aaron asked Treacherous Hilling to continue pretending to be the leader of the Black Hooks, and on the way back, he pondered what he should do.
Report the matter to Alice Sell immediately?
No, no, he knew his princess, and with his relationship with the princess and the chaos magic that was close to completely impregnating the princess's body, he had drawn more than half of the chaos stigma, and the princess might believe his words, but she would definitely not do what he said, she would either continue to send the queen's blade to investigate, but found nothing, or simply make a big move and confront Duke Caspar, causing a storm in the city.
The plan of the Divine Son of Ban is very thorough, and without evidence, the princess will not only suffer, but also startle the snake.
There is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days.
Let Hrafenberg, who is disguised as the treacherous Shiling, correct Mannakhen?
Are you kidding!
So, when nothing happens?
No, Aaron knows that the time for him to go to the fiefdom is not far away, as soon as Midsummer Eve, that is, around the carnival of Chenny, the princess should officially make the decision to crown himself as the baron of Sunset, and then he will devote most of his energy to his fiefdom, and he will definitely not have so much time to fight wits with the son of Bane.
Wait a minute!
Aaron suddenly realized that he had missed some blind spot?
The Son of Ban Divine Son has been holding back and not making a move, is it also because he did not go to the fief with the princess, so he waited and waited?
Aaron had a plan in mind, instead of waiting for Bane Miko to make a move, he would personally detonate the bomb and completely eliminate the threat once and for all before he went to the fiefdom! By the way, you can also use this opportunity to further gain Alice's trust in order to complete his goal of stealing the country.
A plan began to come up in his mind.
i have a planοΌ
As luck would have come, two days later, news began to spread through the city of Susar from the Sea of the Moon.
Something big has happened to the Moon Sea in the north!
After the fall of the god of tyranny, the Santarim Society, which fell under the control of Shirek, began an internal liquidation, and under the leadership of Mansu, the lord of the Santarin Society, and Sheno Mirrormane, the priest of Shirek, the liquidation of the remnants of Bane began, and wave after wave of Bane's remaining believers either changed their surnames on the spot or were directly killed by the Shirek believers!
All of a sudden, the heads were rolling and the blood was pouring out, and the believers of Shirek, regardless of whether they were men, women, or children, would be slaughtered on the spot if they were unwilling to convert, and their property would be confiscated, and those who were willing to convert would also prove their devotion to Shirek, or swear an oath, or kiss the idol, or pay money to atone for their sins.
The Black Hook Gang, who trade with the north, even got a piece of gossip that the Prince of the Dark Sun was searching for all the Bane Divine Sons and Baal Divine Sons on a large scale in the Moon Sea, and Ciric offered a high reward, and anyone who dedicated the Bane Divine Son to him could be immediately promoted to legendary strength, giving him a trace of divinity and becoming a Darksun Elector!
Although the first reaction of this news to the citizens of Susal was "good death, good killing, I will open the champagne", but the son of Ban Shenzi, who was hiding in the manor outside the city, was a little unable to sit still.
His sources also confirmed the news, except for the part of giving divinity to be the elect, the other content is very consistent, and from what Manacohen knows about the madman of Dark Sun, she can do anything, and it is certainly not impossible to give divinity to promote the elect.
You must know that the most hated by Bane's followers is the former Bane voter, the current Shirek voter, and the legendary priest "Black Will" Harken in Amm, who has received the greatest reward from the Prince of the Dark Sun for his unhesitating betrayal of Bane and obedience to Shirek, and has become a high-level legend!
"I love betrayal so much~"
- Ciric quote
Mannerkorn couldn't sit still, he thought to himself, why hasn't Aaron gone to the fiefdom yet? Isn't there already news that he plans to seal the sunset collar?
But the next news was even more vigorous.
The leader of the Black Hook Gang, Hera Defenbeihe, personally came to Susar's Queen's Blade headquarters to report a Cormier magnate with his real name, but before he could tell the story in detail, he died strangely when he entered the headquarters, and the Queen's Blade searched for a report letter from Mohu on his body, but the report letter had been stained red with blood, and many of the contents on it had been painted clean, and the mages tried to recover but couldn't see what he wrote at all, only vaguely mentioning that someone had colluded with foreign forces.
Alice Searle was furious and immediately ordered a search of the whole city, which made the chickens and dogs jump, but he really arrested a few members of the Santalin Society and tortured them severely, and did not get any valuable news for the time being.
When Bane Miko learned the news, his face changed suddenly.
Although his intelligence network showed that the royal family had no actual evidence and that he had done a clean job everywhere, Mannacone felt that an invisible net was approaching him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The pressure from Ciric, the pressure from the regent, the pressure from Aaron.
After repeated entanglements and hesitations, Mannercohen was finally forced to decide to start a plan to steal the country.
Can't wait any longer!