Chapter 365: It Should Drink Blood

When Hachikuju heard Xiao Nan’s words, his eyes visibly trembled. Although it was a fair deal, his sub-city’s supplies from Caravan Alliance had become dependent. If he couldn’t purchase from him, tens of thousands of residents in Ejin Horo Banner Sub-city would flee to other sub-cities.

By then, Ejin Horo Banner Sub-city would be in name only.

Hachikuju now realized the importance of the words Zhang Mu had mentioned to him before. The true faces of these people were slowly revealing themselves with the approaching city competition, not just in terms of resources but also in their control over the faith of the common people, enough to overturn the Eight Riders’ rule.

Furthermore, even now, the Eight Riders, including neutral people like Xiao Nan, were leaning towards them. It was hard to say how many other warlord leaders could remain true to themselves. Perhaps the entire Eight Riders had already been hollowed out, but Hachikuju was unaware.

At this moment, Zhang Mu, who had been silent on the side, stood up and patted Hachikuju’s shoulder to reassure him.

Hachikuju then remembered Zhang Mu’s identity as his brother, an Era Sub-merchant. If the Caravan Alliance could do something, he could too, instantly feeling more at ease.

At that moment, Xiao Nan turned his gaze towards Zhang Mu, who had stepped forward, casually saying, “You are the fake messenger of the gods, aren’t you?”

Xiao Nan’s words were not spoken quietly, as if he had deliberately intended it, causing a stir among the crowd.

“What? He is the one who offends the will of the gods? How dare he impersonate a messenger of the gods, he must be killed! Burn him!”

“Yes, burn them all!”

Some of the elderly people, who were emotionally charged, looked at Zhang Mu with pleading eyes.

“Please, leave us alone, do not anger the gods. I beg of you, leave us, spare us poor folks a way out.”

Some of the pleading crowd even knelt down in the direction of Zhang Mu, murmuring words asking them to leave.

The sound of these pleas was more chilling than the angry shouts, like a cold knife stabbing at your heart. These seemingly powerless ordinary old people were actually the most deeply brainwashed.

If Zhang Mu were not an evolver, the consequence of being driven out of the city would mean being devoured by beasts within a day, but nobody cared during the pleas.

Truly pointed at by many!

If Zhang Mu wasn’t strong enough, he would have been forced to death by these people by now.

This kind of soft knife is the most terrifying.

The heart of people is selfish.

With the guidance of a person with intentions, the crowd quickly started voicing out, each person looking at Zhang Mu with eyes filled with angry flames, blaming Zhang Mu for bringing disaster upon them. They were afraid that if the gods became angry and stopped providing them with food, it would be them who would suffer in the end.

On one side were angry shouts, and on the other were desperate pleas. Yuan Rui seemed overwhelmed by this scenario, especially by the pleas of dozens of elderly people. She felt she had made a mistake, and in a moment of panic, she moved closer to Zhang Mu’s position.

Zhang Mu reached out his left hand and tightly held Yuan Rui’s hand, his gaze reassuring her.

As Yuan Rui calmed down, the loud voices of the ordinary people became more organized and confident.

Strangely, not a single person dared to step forward.

No one dared to actually set Zhang Mu and his friends on fire, even though they were feeling very angry. Zhang Mu easily withstood all their attacks, which everyone present saw.

So, only criticism from a moral high ground was heard, and no one dared to challenge Zhang Mu. His power was more mysterious than Hachikuju’s, making people unconsciously fear him.

Zhang Mu had already thought of a way out. He sneered at Xiao Nan, who was watching from the sidelines, then faced the crowd. His mental voice instantly overwhelmed all of theirs combined.

“Do you want the protection of the gods? Do you accuse me of impersonating a messenger of the gods?”

Finally, Zhang Mu spoke, and his voice shook the hearts of the people, quieting them down immediately.

But someone hidden in the crowd wouldn’t let him succeed that easily, blurting out from somewhere.

“Every word he says is disrespectful to the gods. How can we let him go?”

Just as the crowd was about to be swayed again, Zhang Mu’s cold snort instantly silenced them once more.

He had achieved his goal.

He was looking for the person who was provoking trouble among the crowd. Ordinary evolvers and first-rank evolvers couldn’t quickly break free from their own mental restraints.

Only a second-rank evolver could do it.

A second-rank evolver was hidden among a group of ordinary people. Without much thought, with a heart full of anger, the speedy Zhang Mu suddenly appeared in the crowd. The gust of wind created by his running instantly swept people aside, and he found the person hiding in the crowd. It was a small person around 1.6 meters tall, glancing nervously at Zhang Mu as if trying to blend in with the crowd.

However, Zhang Mu had already locked onto him and wouldn’t give him a chance to hide. He walked straight towards him.

Realizing that Zhang Mu’s target was himself, the person stopped hiding and shouted at the top of his lungs, “This fake messenger of the gods is going to kill in front of the temple, blasphemy against the gods!”

Regardless of how strange Zhang Mu’s powers were, the crowd realized they were outside the temple, and Zhang Mu was about to kill someone. At that moment, Zhang Mu appeared completely normal, just a regular young man in his twenties. Upon being provoked by the small person, many angry men turned their fierce gaze towards Zhang Mu.

However, Zhang Mu simply raised his right hand, and the Era Merchant Ring on his ring finger shone brightly, causing the approaching crowd to freeze in fear.

He truly was a messenger of the gods!

An obsidian dagger slipped out of Zhang Mu’s sleeve, and holding it in reverse, he gently approached the small person and said, “A second-rank evolver, still living like a rat, truly worthless.”

When Zhang Mu approached, the small figure no longer wanted to stay quiet. With a cold laugh, he unleashed his power.

It’s a perfect chance for a kill. By taking him down, I should be able to earn more rewards.

To Zhang Mu’s surprise, this person’s power was somehow related to a dagger. From a hidden corner, the small figure, holding a dagger in his left hand, accurately countered Zhang Mu’s Obsidian dagger attack.

Quick! Accurate! Ruthless!

Being promoted to second-rank evolver at this moment really showed his skills.

Let’s play a little.

My Obsidian dagger hasn’t tasted blood in a long time.

Good, it seemed eager.

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