War Paradise

Chapter 900 Another Territory

“Where’s the poor ghost… please come in! The best guest room is upstairs!”

When Lin Chi, in ragged clothes, took out a gold coin obtained through a blood from his pocket, he immediately witnessed the instant change of the innkeeper’s face. It seems that gold coins should be regarded as extremely valuable currencies in Sodom.

After handing the gold coins to the innkeeper, Lin Chi took a few silver coins from the other party and used the key provided by the boss to open the wooden door of a guest room on the second floor.

In a small room, the air was covered with moisture, the wooden bed and table were a bit old, and the sheets on the bed seemed to show signs of mold.

Judging by the standard of hotel rooms, the environment here is really not qualified. However, Lin Chi rented this house, of course, not just for rest.

This hotel is located on a big road leading to the city center. If something happens in the city, you may be able to see some movement through the window.

In addition, before the safe house is obtained, it can also be used as a temporary shelter. After all, this game has just started not long, and there will be no forced battle plot events for a while. The other players should be similar to him, and they are in a weak state.

At this time, his position is still Mephistopheles’ territory. If Mamen’s statement is correct, there should be other “divine” territories in the city.

This city with a lot of conflicting beliefs has not been divided until now, and it can be called a miracle.

“call……”

A rotten breath wafted from Lin Chi’s mouth and looked at the back of his pale hand.

Except for the weaker body, his current feelings are actually no different from normal people. However, the game naturally does not simulate the feeling of “dead”-a completely unaware character seems to be meaningless to play.

Lin Chi, who had just entered the city and was still collecting information, was going to rest for a while before making other plans. He opened the curtains and blew out the candles on the wooden table, then leaned against the head of the bed and took a quick nap.

Even in the game, the old salted fish occasionally showed his own nature. As a walking corpse, Lin Chi squinted his eyes and took a dizzy nap. Until the bright fire light poured into the house from outside the window awakened him again.

“Um?”

Lin Chi opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see a group of guards on the street pushing a few men who were tied up by five flowers. The words scolded by the soldiers came to Lin Chi’s ears through the poorly soundproofed windows:

“Hurry up, be honest!”

“Damn cultists, don’t force us to be rude!”

Before the soldiers had finished speaking, a man suddenly shouted: “Long live the holy light!” Although the soldiers quickly blocked the man’s mouth with socks and the like, his voice continued to reverberate above the street.

It seems that these arrested guys are cultists who believe in the Holy Light.

Lin Chi leaned in front of the window, hiding in the darkness of the house, observing the scene on the street, and then suddenly discovered that the clothes of the people who were arrested seemed to be very similar to the clothes he had robbed…

Those “cultists” also wore gloves and peaked hats, almost identical to their own clothes, and all of them wore the same clothes. In this way… the man who robbed himself on the side of the road should also be a cult who is on the run.

“No wonder he was so flustered…”

Recalling the sneaky look of the man looking left and right as he walked. A vague question in Lin Chi’s heart was finally answered. However, new problems have emerged:

Following the arrest of these cultists, wearing the same clothes, they are likely to be noticed by the guards when they return to the street. If they are interrogated, their own “dead face” cannot be hidden at all, and they will definitely be recognized immediately.

“This is troublesome.” Lin Chi sighed.

I would wear this suit, which may also be the result of a lower luck value. If other citizens were robbed at that time, they wouldn’t be in trouble now.

However, if you want to act, it is better to take advantage of the cover of the night. When it is daytime, his current dress is even more invisible, and he will be arrested by the guards as soon as he leaves the house.

Seeing the “cultists” being taken away by the guards, Lin Chi saw many pedestrians watching on the street, and they all returned to the house.

When the commotion subsided completely and the passers-by went back to sleep, Lin Chi slowly opened the window and turned out from the window of the guest room on the second floor. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he jumped directly down.

Snapped!

His feeble body slapped on the ground like a meatloaf, making a loud crash. The boss’ mutter sounded in the small hotel:

“what is this?”

When the boss opened the door and came out to check, Lin Chi had already stood up and staggered into the dark alley next to him, avoiding the other’s sight.

Although his body is very weak, it has a reliable “immortal body” because it is a corpse. As long as it is not hit by a Sacred attack or taken away by other players, even if it is injured, it will recover after a while.

He took off his gloves and stuffed it in his pocket, returned to the street and walked quickly towards the city center. Under the cover of night, he started his own reconnaissance operation again.

The first thing to do now is to steal a set of clothes that is not a wanted criminal. After that, Lin Chi planned to go to the city center to find out the power distribution of the city in a short time, and then make the next step.

Now, after entering the other players in the city, they must be trying to disguise themselves. I might meet other people on the road, and then…

A sinister smile appeared on Lin Chi’s bloodless face, passing through the shadows on the street and continuing to observe the surrounding conditions.

The closer to the city center, the fewer portraits and slogans of Mephistopheles. Instead, there is another mural, depicting a humanoid object with wings holding a sickle in its hand.

——What kind of “god” is this again?

Looking at the angel-like portraits on the wall, Lin Chi frowned slightly.

It is forbidden to believe in angels in this city. The person in the portrait is definitely not an angel, but something else, perhaps an evil spirit such as a fallen angel.

Because the painting skills of these murals are so rough, no details can be distinguished at all. Lin Chi could only move forward, looking for the clues he needed.

After turning right at the intersection, I finally found information about the city on the metal sign on the side of the road:

“Brigade practitioners, believers, welcome to the territory of Samael, I wish you a happy mood!”