Yaocheng.

A man dressed in black slowly emerged from the temple, his body was emaciated, completely covered by a wide black cloth.

Directly in front of him stood a tall gray idol.

The god's face was blurred, and he remained in front of the stone table, as if he was looking down on the thousands of creatures beneath his feet.

Underneath the idol, a man in a red cloak stood.

She wears a white covered helmet with two curved antlers. The strange helmet resembled bone, marble or white jade, and its surface was smooth and reflected in the cold light of the campfire.

In the helmet eye hole, there are a pair of sharp and indifferent red eyes.

"What's the matter?" The red-eyed apostle said.

The cloaked man lifted his hood, revealing the white bone skull inside.

Fellers' jaws opened and closed, and he said with some restraint: "Miss Sarina, Yancheng is completely in chaos. Slave traders transformed that city beyond recognition......"

"So what?"

Sarina didn't care: "That's a mortal thing, as long as they still believe in Lord Yaoshen and offer their faith." Even if they kill rivers of blood, it has nothing to do with us. ”

"I just...... Fear that things will get worse. ”

The Skeleton Man was careful with his words: "You see, the appearance of a second sun in the sky is very strange in itself. And some of the citizens have mutated, and it's impossible to determine whether the orcs have mixed in or if they have become orcs......"

"Neither Lord Yaoshen nor Lord White God have yet to return to this world."

"I thought, can you do something and put these things in order? Population and faith are the things that the gods care about......"

The female tyrant stared at the skeleton man in front of her: "Are you teaching me to do things?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

"Then shut up."

Sarina said almost in a reprimanding tone: "Remember. We only serve the gods, and mortals have nothing to do with us. ”

"Yes."

"Where's the snowman?" Sarina asked.

"I don't know where it is...... Jimmy is always running around the world...... Then I'll go back first. ”

Philus sighed and turned to leave the temple.

Suddenly, Sarina's voice came from behind him.

"When I really need to, I'll do it."

Fellers relaxed slightly.

This tyrant is very difficult to deal with, after all, the other party is a noble demigod. She deigned to be an apostle because Yao Shen was strong enough.

Philus misses Miss Isabel and the Blood Knight Nevid.

After you lose it, you will know what you once had.

The previous Chief Apostle, Miss Isabel, was gentle and approachable, and the Blood Knight Nevid was silent but reliable.

When will you be back, Lord God......

After leaving the temple, Philus drove the Skeleton King from the underground to the outside of the Salt City. Wrapped in a tight cloak, he stepped down the street, silently observing.

The city has changed.

Many people on the streets had chains around their necks, and they were slaves. From time to time, slave owners and slave traders next to them swung their leather whips and whipped these numb-looking humanoid properties.

Twenty years ago, after YC Mayor Shang Li was killed in a shipwreck, the merchants took power and reversed a series of policies in Yancheng.

Of these, the most important are two.

The first is to abolish the mayor management system in Yancheng and change it to a citizens' council, which decides the management of the entire city.

The second was to legalize the slave trade.

The town council was nothing more than a front, and the vast majority of them were merchants and salt tribesmen. Because of their transcendent bloodline, and because of their blood relationship with the commander Yangel and the ascetic elder Yanjiu, the Yan Clan is the most powerful group of the human race in this city.

Merchants and the Salt took control of the town council and launched a whole scheme around the slave trade.

First of all, they demanded that every citizen pay taxes, and everyone had to bear the cost of building and maintaining the city.

Different occupations pay different taxes, with merchants paying the least, followed by scholars, and farmers paying the most.

As a result, a large number of peasants fled Yancheng and went to Yaocheng in the east, where they settled and farmed again.

Unlike Yancheng, Yaocheng did not require everyone to pay taxes.

However, because of the strong theological atmosphere, the citizens there would donate a sum of money to the temple every year, and the temple would keep the temple clean and solemn and maintain the various expenses of the holy city. It's also an unwritten custom over there.

As soon as the tax policy was introduced, the population tendency of the two cities became more obvious.

The residents of Yaocheng are mainly farmers, hunters, fishermen and scholars, and most of the citizens of YC are merchants, artisans and wealthy people of various industries.

In the long run, Yancheng will have a serious shortage of working people.

So the legalization of slavery was introduced.

Slaves could quickly replenish the labor gap in all walks of life in the city.

Slaves were allowed to be bought and sold in Yancheng, and free citizens were also allowed to sell themselves into slavery. The source of slaves was mainly indigenous and islanders of overseas heretical beliefs, criminals, debtors.

As a universal commodity, slavery began to become popular in Yancheng, and the cultural atmosphere of the whole city also quickly changed.

The rich bought a large number of slaves. These slaves could not only clean up, carry goods, grow crops, and act as guards, but also beat and curse at will.

And since slaves were private property, just like livestock, slave owners were not required to pay additional maintenance payments.

Therefore, the mass exodus of peasants did not reduce the number of people in Yancheng. Slave traders came in with large numbers of slaves and sold them to the rich, and these cheap laborers made up for the city's vacancies.

Philus has seen all this change.

He has always suspected that the death of Mayor Shangli has something to do with them.

Unfortunately, there is a lack of evidence.

The businessmen never mentioned this topic, as if it were some kind of taboo, just like the person Shangli never existed.

Another key figure was the commander Yanger.

It's hard for Philus to say what's wrong with him.

Yangar still patrols with the corruptors, day in and day out, never slacking off.

Unless it is an invasion or chaos caused by a supernatural force, Yanger never intervenes in the contradictions and conflicts within the human community.

Slavery itself is not a problem.

Philus worries that the slave and the second sun may have a ripple effect.

Suddenly, a panicked voice sounded in his ear.

"The sun is out, quick, go back!"

"Oh my God, why is it so early today!"

At this time, the people in the street were in a mess, and they fled for their lives, and the streets were in shambles.

Philus looked up.

Although only bones remain, this does not prevent it from observing the world with the fire of faith. This is the power that God gave to the apostles.

In the sky, behind the normally normal golden sun, another sun suddenly slowly emerged.

The second sun is like a shadow of the former, and it is pitch black throughout.

It slowly moved out from behind the sun, and the black shadow it released spread out towards the sky, as if black cracks had appeared in the entire sky.

The appearance of the black sun, accompanied by wisps of black mist in the air, darkened the whole world.

In the corner, a wild dog lying on the ground suddenly arched its body. Its fur was bulging and it was a circle of size, and its body made a clattering sound of bones staggering.

Bloodshot black material appeared in its eyes, saliva flowed from its mouth, and it searched left and right for its prey.

The wild dog looked at the eaves not far away, where there was a half-grown child missing a shoe.

The child's face was as frightened as death, but his body froze for some reason, and he trembled. He watched as the canine monster sped back, its sharp teeth getting closer and closer, the stench of rotting rushing into its nostrils.

However, in the next second, the oncoming fierce canine monster was grabbed by a bone claw poking out of the ground and pinched it gently. The canine monster suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Philus picked up a shoe from the ground and handed it to the child.

"Let's go home."

The child took the shoes and hurriedly put them on his feet.

"Thank you! Although I don't have a home ......."

"Can you tell me your name? I guess, at least remember your name. The child plucked up the courage to say.

"It's just a passing by."

Philus's hood suddenly shook in the wind, revealing the hideous skeletal face inside.

The child's eyes widened and his face was happy: "It's you!" Lord Philus, the King of Bones! ”

Fellers hurriedly pulled up his hood: "You read it wrong, I'm just a pure passerby." Come on. ”

"Yes, thank you, Lord Philus!"

The child peeked back as he ran.

Fellers sighed.

What am I doing here?

Originally, he just wanted to investigate the relationship between the second sun and the beast. In this way, when Lord Yaoshen returns, he can also invite a small merit.

The apostles under the command of Lord Yaoshen were too strong, which put Philus under a lot of pressure. I became more and more marginalized, and I had to find a way to win the attention of the gods.

What he didn't expect was that because he killed a lot of beasts and monsters during the investigation, he was praised by people everywhere, and he also won the nickname of the King of Bones, and his fame became louder and louder.

Now that he finds that civilians are being attacked by monsters, Philus can't help but take action.

One wrong step, one wrong step...... There's no going back.

The skeleton man looked to the sky.

Lord Yaojin, please forgive me for my vanity and weakness.

……

The other pole of the world.

The snowman ran wild in an ice field, the body of the snowball rolling wildly on the ground, and the red velvet hat on his head was blown back by the wind.

Behind it was a stumbling group of ice trolls, wielding entire trees as weapons, swinging frantically from side to side, eager to smash the tiny snowman in front of it.

Jimmy yelled, "Stop chasing, stop chasing!" ”

"It's just a dragon egg, and it's not an egg laid by you, can't you find another one! This is a gift for the gods! ”

The ice trolls behind them jumped like thunder, and the big trees in their hands threw them at the little snowman in front of them.

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