Demon King

"I promised him." Ivo nodded.

Johnson nodded, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

What are the necessary criteria for becoming strong?

That's right, just don't walk through the door.

Ivo shook the potion bottle, and the blood-red potion was crystal clear, like a red crystal, containing a little bit of fluorescence, shining through the bottle.

He didn't plan to drink Abel's boiling blood for the time being, and the potion's effect could be maximized when he adjusted his state.

Ivo touched the dark ring, and soon, Paro, who received the signal, came to the room.

"It's time to meet those people." Ivo said lightly.

In the outer city of Liema Town, the camps of the refugees are densely packed and the crowd is crowded. The refugees sit in small groups. In their leisure time at work, they chat with each other and talk about their experiences.

A man with a gray robe covering his appearance and size hurriedly passed by the camp tent, and soon came to a dark corner. A group of refugees sat in a circle, with grievances on their faces.

The gray-robed man stood in the middle of the group of refugees and said in a low voice, "Guys, how are you thinking about it?"

"My Envoy, you are right!" An outcast complained angrily: "The town of Lima simply doesn't treat us outcasts as human beings. After working for a few hours a day, I can only get one or two pieces of bread and a few pieces of bread. Shimizu only serves meat once every half a month, huh, those big men who live in the inner city and control the territory are a bunch of stingy bastards."

"That's right, why are the people in the inner city able to eat every day, we are going to go hungry!"

"We must riot and take back our rights!"

The gray robe's words were bewildering: "You are right. Only violence can overthrow the upper class. If you want to eat beef, pies, cherries, and ale, you can only overthrow this high wall and use riots. Get everything you want and make those arrogant nobles and big men panic!"

"Yes!"

"We have to resist!"

The grey-robed man smiled strangely.

At this moment, a black-robed man came from afar, and the refugees stood up vigilantly, yelling and wanted to drive away the black-robed man, but found that the black-robed man moved quickly like a shadow, flashing past their waving. Arm, came to the gray robe man.

The gray-robed man stood up suddenly, swung his wide robe to the black-robed man's face, and a cold blade of light was faintly revealed under the torn gray robe.

"Ding." With a soft sound, the gray-robed man's dagger was blocked by the black-robed man's dagger. The head directly knocked him to the ground, the dagger was placed between the gray robe man's neck, a series of movements flowed smoothly, and he had rich combat experience.

The black-robed man raised his eyes to look at the stunned refugees, coldly spit out a word: "Get out!"

This group of refugees conspiring to riot suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.

"Who, who are you?!" The gray-robed man panicked.

"Don't ask so much, take me to see your boss." The black-robed man had a cold tone, letting the gray-robed man know that if he didn't do what he said, it would definitely end badly.

The gray-robed people took the road helplessly, and the black-robed people walked behind. The two passed through the refugee camp, under the wall of the outer city of Liema Town, and entered a camp area. There were thirty or forty people living here. With an indifferent temperament, this is the aura that only the people of the grassroots can have. Seeing the two appearing, they surrounded them one after another, hostile to the black-robed people, clearly they belonged to the gray-robed people.

"He wants to see the boss." The gray-robed man said.

"Who is he?" a member asked.

"do not know."

The member sneered, but didn't stop it. He just looked at the black robe man and said coldly: "If you are not afraid of death, just go in, boy, you will regret coming to us. People who know nothing are the boldest."

The black-robed man remained indifferent, and followed the gray-robed man to open a secret cellar opening in the camp area, and entered the deep cellar. The torches in the cellar were bright and lifeless, very dim.

In the cellar is a small residence. Several people sit around the stone table and look at the black-robed man.

"You are the leader of this group?"

It was the black-robed man who spoke first, looking at an old man with a gloomy expression beside the stone table with a calm tone.

The old man laughed strangely, held on to the subordinate who wanted to take action, and said, "You seem to know our identity, aren't you afraid?"

"It's just a group of rat-like heretics. You only dare to appear when the cat is gone. Why should I be afraid of you?"

This group of people are heresy of Lasses!

"Death!" the heretics in the cellar yelled.

The black-robed man turned a dagger in his palm, like a flying butterfly, demonstrating the superb control of the dagger, so that this group of heretics did not easily use it.

There was a trace of anger on the old man’s face, and it was obvious that the black-robed man’s words pierced his pain, and his face was gloomy: "Then who are you? Why are you looking for us?"

The black-robed man retreated to the wall and bowed slightly to the door of the cellar, as if to welcome the arrival of a big man.

When the heretics in the cellar were in doubt, the cellar door slowly opened, and a man in a large black robe walked in, with a hood covering his appearance, and step by step down the stairs. The momentum was as solid as a mountain, which gave these heretics a strong force. The oppressive feeling is as if a giant beast is approaching.

"Where are the guards outside?" the old man asked in surprise.

"You mean those little heretics?" The newly arrived burly black-robed man said indifferently: "My subordinates are playing a little game with them. It's called that whoever moves will die."

Deep fear appeared on the old man’s face. From the first black-robed man into the cellar, only a few minutes passed before he was controlled by the other party. The power of the black-robed man was beyond their imagination and seemed to be offended. Big shot.

"Introduce yourself, the church called us black-robed twins," Ivo, the burly black-robed man, said with a hoarse voice, "Maybe you have heard of my ranking on the adjudication list."

The heretics here were shocked and stood up suddenly.

Lasses's Crimson Heresy and Black Robe Twins? !

This is a big man in heresy!

"My lord, what do you want us to do?" The old man couldn't help using honorifics. He was just a yellow heresy. The ruthless man in front of him who attacked the city of Lasses with a disagreement should not be offended.

"The apostles of the gods have abandoned Friega. The entire continent is our playground. You tell all the heretics in Lasses. This is the chassis I ordered. Don't mess around here, or you will face my anger. "Ivo's speech was very domineering, in line with his own crimson heresy identity.

The heretics have their own set of contact information, as well as various mutual aid associations. Ivo needs a microphone to use his crimson heretical identity to deter the heretics in Lasses.

The evacuation of the Vatican will inevitably lead to heretical riots. As long as they do not engage in trouble in the territory of Lasses, the eight achievements will be in the other three kingdoms. By the way, the king’s request will be fulfilled indirectly, creating an illusion that he can order all heretics~www.wuxiamtl. Com~ will make Seven III more afraid of his identity.

This group of heretics has been instigating the riots in Lima Town. They think they are mysterious, but in fact they have been under the watch of Paro. Ivo can see them whenever he wants to.

In fact, Ivo has other arrangements for them. He wants to deter these increasingly demanding refugees through a strong suppression of the riots. Most of these instigated refugees are those who later entered Liema Town. Their desires are difficult to fill, even if the work system is reasonable. There are also many people who ask for more for selfish desires, and they want to fall into the sky. For this kind of people, Ivo’s method is very simple and direct.

No matter how abundant resources are in Lima Town, there are limits, and it cannot be supplied to anyone in an unlimited amount. Absolute fairness is injustice. Ivo understands this truth and of course treats the old people who have been staying in Lima Town more preferentially.

"Understand, understand" the old heresy remained silent.

"Let's go." Ivo dropped a word and took everyone away.

The old man patted his chest in fear, softened his almost choking heart when facing Ivo, and said loudly: "I will contact the nearby heretics immediately and pass on the meaning of the black-robed twins!"

To be continued.