The city still retains the original administrative division, and the streets are divided into blocks, and the most important thing in this kind of street is people, and the most indispensable thing is the rivers and lakes. There are almost all kinds of gangs on every street. Under ordinary circumstances, these gangsters can only be said to be the disease of tinea pedis, and theoretically it is impossible to eradicate these social dregs under any circumstances, because there will definitely be dregs in this world, which is the product of comparison.

The world needs to be made up of these people, as long as they can clearly realize that they are a scumbag, then they can live a little bit of nourishment. It's just that people will be too much if they are inflated, and there is no way to do this. Especially the war years, especially the age of lawlessness.

Now, for example, the world has collapsed, except for the Vierda, which has almost completely turned into a hell on earth. The rest of Eagle Gran was well informed, and people who were still alive flocked to this small mountainous area. As a result, there was a very strict population explosion and population retention, so that the number of people who bought and sold the population also increased.

The power of the gangsters began to swell.

On this day, in an unbearable moment, finally they provoked the people they didn't mess with.

Almost all of the places in the city that could be inhabited are inhabited, and it is a city that can accommodate twice the number of people, but now it has jumped from 30,000 to 70,000, which is a bit too much. Outside the city, there are also people living in a situation called a military and civilian fish and water, and ordinary working women do not hesitate to use their affection, sweat, and flesh to solve the needs of other working people, as well as their own food needs.

If you don't have enough to eat, you can only eat it. Of course, the Yizi food here is more civilized, just simply exchanging children for food, and now it has not reached the point where your own children can't bear to eat and change to other people's children. Generally speaking, it's just your own children cooking with other people's children, and it's just a bunch of meat in a pot.

Moreover, in this case, human life is not valuable, and the resale of human beings is also a legal transaction, so of course, everyone is not selling ordinary slaves, but high-value-added slaves. If you think about it, the more valuable slaves are of course the slaves with knowledge and the slaves with good looks. The sales of knowledgeable slaves are not very high, so the cost performance is relatively high, and it is easier to find naturally good-looking.

On this day, a furious Denisha was alarmed by a mother who would not hesitate to commit suicide to avenge the nobles.

In times of war, especially at the end of the world, how much is human life worth? It is not the good side of human nature that can be exacerbated, but on the contrary, the privileges of the aristocracy are increasing, and the commoners must sacrifice their lives in order to be able to express their wishes to their superiors.

"Holy Light, Holy Light, I have turned my back on you completely, and from now on my soul will be handed over to the ancient goddess of vengeance. ”

Denisha had been on the sidelines, and the first morning after returning she heard the same phrase that had been repeated at the door. As a Bourkeso, she hadn't taken the Light seriously, and if it weren't for the Storm's face, she wouldn't have done a ritual at all. But she also knew that among the common people, the Holy Light Stone was universally believed.

As soon as I went out, I saw an old woman in ragged clothes kneeling at the gate, just repeating a sentence mechanically.

"Holy Light, Holy Light, I have completely turned my back on you, and I will ...... from now on"

It was a smell from poor people who had not bathed for a long time, or even months, and who were covered in a foul smell.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Denisha smiled faintly, although it was a formulaic smile that would not be shown in normal times, but it seemed to be circulated among civilians as a representative of [good talking].

That's why she's being approached.

"Yes...... I beg you, I beg you, I beg you to save my daughter. When he looked closely, he saw that the woman's face was yellow, and it was obvious that she was malnourished and suffering from hunger and cold. On the eyebrows, it seems that he can vaguely sense that he should have been very delicate when he was young, but now he is missing a hand. The bandaged wound looked slightly bloody, and it was a wound that had just been inflicted. If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that this is a very common cat Meizu.

"Oh, I ......"

"As a token of my gratitude to you, I dedicate my soul to you, and I want to swear by the goddess of vengeance, that my soul belongs to you henceforth"

There may be a problem with the human mindset in this era, and the mindset of the monster girls is still stuck in the age of beasts. Maybe the other lords just whipped their sleeves away when they heard something about the goddess of revenge, but the people of Bourkeso were different.

I heard that Nemesis and the Immortal King have a leg.

Before Dinisha could agree, Meizu, the cat with only one hand left, scratched her neck with her claws. In an instant, blood gushed out, and the person shook twice and fell directly to the ground.

“...... Hmmm?" Denisha was stunned for a moment, then immediately rushed to the other party's side and held him up, "Hey, who is your daughter......?" Alas, dead. ”

Dinisha really doesn't know what to say about these monster girls, it's very cute, it's cute, and sometimes it's even very naïve, for example, it's too naïve to fold in front of you. It's no wonder that you can't beat the cunning humans in everything.,It's a very common plot to just tell Sù to save people.,But before the NPC died, he had to finish everything, right?

What does this direct rhythm of [the rivers and lakes are sinister, and the great immortals have come again] mean?

"Oh...... Oh?"

At sunrise, the dark shadow alternated with the daylight, and the sad image and voice could no longer be vividly reflected, but turned into words and was written in blood on a strip of cloth, but it was only when Denisha looked carefully that she saw the already somewhat blurred font on the other party's clothes. Now finally all the clues have been figured out

It's a cult again.

Niico cult

Recently, a major cult has emerged, a cult that worships the goat-headed evil god, and its cult characteristics are the worship of its followers. He likes to use his hands to make three-fingered horns on the top of his head, and learns how to make a "niico" cry from a black goat.

Denisha really didn't know that there were cultists under her territory, but fortunately, the location was relatively clear. He put on a white bearskin coat that resembled a straitjacket, put on his tribal bearskin cape, and went out of the house with his own weapons. It's like going out to shop, a normal battle race daily life.

Kochran Neighborhood, Fourth Avenue.

It was originally a slum, but as more poor people entered, it became even more terrifying. Dinisha looked at this and couldn't help but say that it was time to rectify it, and don't give up these logistical guarantees because the front line is tight.

White bearskin boots trampled on black sewage, smelling the obvious smell of blood, and Dnisha walked through the horrified, uneasy, puzzled crowd. When she came to the designated position, she kicked it without hesitation.

Inside was a group of young people dressed in short clothes, who looked like they had a ruffian all over their bodies. I was listlessly around the table and saw Denisha kick in the door, the first feeling was surprise, and the second feeling was ...... Act recklessly.

"Aha...... business has been getting better and better lately, what kind of world is this? This is the door-to-door?" Several gangsters surrounded with a smile, and two of them were engaged in a death-like conversation: "But before we tie them up, are we going to use them first? How can such a beautiful person come to us? Are they new prostitutes? Well, the quality of prostitutes has been getting higher and higher recently, and many of them are ordinary women who have to kneel in front of me in order to eat."

Something seems to have been decided.

Denisa's height was already outstanding among ordinary people, and after entering the growth period, she reached a full 1.80 meters. This is the height of an ordinary Bourkeso woman, and at this moment, the medieval gangsters still have to look up at her. Slowly pulling out his weapon from the cloak behind him, Denisha said coldly to the few bold gangsters in front of him, "Don't talk nonsense, take me to the place where you imprisoned women." ”

“...... My sister, are you from that gang? are you going to steal our business? I advise you to give up. ”

Seeing that Denisha was serious, several people looked at the big sword in each other's hands, compared a few daggers in their hands, and thought about the combat power is a revolver vs hydrogen bomb.

So he planned to solve the problem with coercion.

"It seems that you are not cultists...... It's just a bunch of little ruffians guarding the door. Denisha nodded, took a few steps forward, and put her sword away. A few ruffians saw that there was no problem, and immediately put their minds at ease, planning to say a few beautiful words and make a little bit of obscenity.

And then he was slapped in the face.

In the physical sense, Denisha raised her hand and gently slapped everyone, and the first three people instantly got up from the ground and flew out horizontally. Bumped into a few small wooden boxes on the side, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs.

"Listen, you bastards, I didn't kill you because I didn't want to cause trouble for the sake of the city lord. Denisha smiled, this smile did not fade from the moment she entered the room, giving everyone a sense of psychological affinity and illusion, and also causing a great contrast now: "No matter how good you dregs feel about themselves, they are just a bunch of scum." Compared to a city lord like Alice Phil, he is just a bunch of bedbugs writhing in the dirt and is complacent because he has overtaken a maggot, but he doesn't know that the humans on the side are not even uncommon to look at you garbage. Don't get me wrong, scumbags. ”

Denisha said softly, "Where are those cultists, I'll find them to give you three seconds if they have something, and I'll kill you one by one if you don't speak." ”

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