Chapter 251 He is everywhere
As Luo Yan expected, the chaos in Black Wind Castle was not limited to Black Wind Castle.
In just half a day, the aftermath of the chaos spread to the nearby Magic City, causing an uproar throughout the Magic City.
"Modu Daily" took the lead in making official reports on the plague.
The "Abyss Times" got first-hand information and once again took the lead from the standpoint of the lower-level demons.
Not only did they dig deep into the background of the plague and turmoil, but they also pointed the finger at the recent no-secret struggle between the Dragon family and the Demon King of Thunder County, and implicitly pointed out that the destruction of Blackwind Castle's magic crystal cannon factory and new equipment production line was Chiguoguo's betrayal!
Of course they are telling the truth. The Dragon family has taken advantage of the war between hell and humans on the surface from the beginning... But who has not done similar things to each other between hell and humans?
This is the least important thing.
But just like the Dragon family uses the mobility of the magic crystal cannon to argue, when there are important enough people who need it to be important, it can be as light as a feather and weigh more than anything else.
Especially at this juncture when the Dragon family is about to be weighed on the scales.
It’s more than that.
In line with the principle of never doing anything else, the "well-known reporter" Miss Aisabel also uncovered what happened in Port Sardo more than a month ago, and raved about the fact that General Sebes was Zacro Dragon's old subordinate.
Participating in the struggle of big shots as a commoner, whether in the Os Empire or in hell, is an act of committing suicide, but Aisabel did it anyway.
This is certainly not because she is not afraid of death.
But someone assured her that the mastermind involved in this incident was dead, and they would soon be stepped on by ten thousand feet.
She doesn't have to worry about being settled by the Dragon family, who have recovered from their illness, because they don't have many of her kicks.
Aisabel hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to take a gamble.
Her current status in the newspaper is entirely because everyone thinks that she has connections with the devil. She can get information that ordinary reporters cannot get through that big shot, and she can write reports that ordinary reporters cannot.
If she loses this relationship, then she will lose everything she has now in minutes, whether it is Lulu's flattery or the company boss's attentiveness.
Of course, she finally made up her mind because she had a good impression of the Demon King.
The people who followed him seemed to be doing well, and he never let an insignificant person like himself do things that were certain to lead to death... such as jumping out to stand in line and chasing General Sebes's ass when the situation was still unclear.
Even though they had just met at that time, even the self who had just met had not left a good impression on him, and even his "handle" was still in his hands.
Hold it on your own when you are being beaten, and eat meat together... I am afraid you will not find such a good leader in the whole hell!
If she hadn't found nothing she could do on the front line, she would have even wanted to go to the necropolis and seek refuge with this man!
The boiling public opinion is burning on the edge of the Magic City, and the voices of dissatisfaction are far from just the demons at the bottom. The demons in the middle and even high-level are also becoming increasingly uneasy about the behavior of the Dragon family, and their complaints have turned into outright dissatisfaction.
It is true that Black Wind Castle's interests were taken advantage of by Luo Yan, but it would be too exaggerated to say that other demons did not benefit at all.
The raw materials for the production of magic crystal cannons come from the nearby Greystone Ridge mining area. The shutdown of the magic crystal cannon factory will directly affect the mining income of several Baron Ridges next door. The daily life of the hundreds of thousands of workers gathered in Black Wind Castle is also a huge cake in itself.
They are like a piece of flesh growing on the body of the Demon City. Even if they are inconspicuous, they will bleed if a knife is pierced on them.
Besides, it is no longer a matter of bloodshed or not, the trend of public opinion is moving in an out-of-control direction.
A Demon King who spreads corruption for His Majesty the Demon God externally and speaks for the frontline soldiers internally, is not only suppressed by the aristocratic forces within the Demon City, but this evil nobleman also despicably poisons the Demon King's territory and harms the Demon God's people!
· They really have no conclusive evidence to prove this, but did the gentlemen at the hearing blame the Magic Crystal Cannon for the fiasco at Port Saldo to provide evidence?
Is it an assumption that it is different?
At least their assumptions are more logical, even if these logics contain some simple wishes...
………
In the Magic City, deep in the parliament building, there is a solemn meeting hall.
This chamber is located in an unknown corner of the Parliament Building. Only members of the core power circle of the Magic City are eligible to enter.
It is said that this is the closest place to His Majesty the Demon God, apart from the temple in the center of the Demon City and the office of the cabinet minister.
Hingings that usually involve hellish matters can only be supervised by a member of Parliament.
Only when the issue discussed involves the core power level of hell, the door of this supreme chamber will be opened.
More than that, meetings held here need to be supervised by at least two cabinet ministers, and attended by five or more high-level demons.
No matter what the outcome of the meeting is, it will be regarded as the unanimous opinion of all the factions in the Demon City and the will of His Majesty the Demon God himself, and all demons will abide by it unconditionally.
∣ There is only one situation that will become an exception -
∣ That is civil war!
The blue magic flames danced on the wall, casting an elusive and strange effect. Thick magical barriers were layered on top of each other, like a silent barrier, completely blocking out all prying eyes.
In the conference hall, a long semicircular obsidian table reflected the dim candlelight.
In the center of the long table, a huge floating crystal projected the image of Black Wind Castle——
In the twisted flames, you can see collapsed ruins and dilapidated streets. The densely packed goblins are like locusts plundering everything they can. The chaos is like the human society on the surface.
That was a picture captured from the air by the affairs officer of the Ministry of Intelligence through a video crystal.
When the guards of Black Wind Castle gathered to suppress the chaotic goblins, it was already an hour after the chaos occurred.
This is what happened. It is said that the cause was a plague, and based on the investigation and evidence we collected from Professor Edonia's magic workshop at the Demon Academy, we can confirm that the cause of the plague was a potion called Corrupted Blood."
The Minister of the Intelligence Department swallowed his saliva, glanced nervously at his immediate superior, and then continued speaking quickly.
“The struggle between the lords of Black Wind Castle and the Dragon family has been an open secret. Even the civilians of Black Wind Castle have noticed it, so the poison is like a fuse, igniting the pile of gunpowder barrels. Brother who lost his mind. Brin directly targeted the major local chambers of commerce. "
"Is it possible that the lord of Black Wind Castle directed and acted on his own?" A dream demon in a dark red robe whispered to himself, with doubt in his eyes.
However, just as he finished speaking, the senior adjudicator from the Ministry of Truth shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"The Lord of Black Wind Castle submitted key evidence of the Dragon family's involvement. When the plague broke out, Zacro Dragon's servants tried to silence the president of the Jagged Merchant Guild. And according to the latter's own words in the video, he was indeed involved in the poisoning..."
"Where is that guy?" The dream demon in a dark red robe asked immediately, "This is a key witness. If we can find him, maybe we can know more details."
The senior arbiter looked at him and then at the Minister of Intelligence.
The latter raised his chin and pointed at the crystal in the center of the conference table.
"He fled in fear of crime and encountered a mob on the way out of Black Wind Castle... and is probably hanging on the street lamp now."
..."
"So his last words are probably the only testimony?"
"Yege's body can be considered one of them. Combined with the Dragon Family's recent activities in the Black Wind Castle area, I think this is irrefutable evidence... If this is not enough to prove that this is their deliberate poisoning, I'm afraid they won't take risks in the suburbs of the Magic City next time!"
Whispers spread across the conference table, and some of the sounds turned into quarrels.
But most people are unanimous in their opinions -
This fight has gone too far!
Especially the Dragon family, they have made things bigger again and again, turning the originally secret struggle into a scandal that everyone knows, even if they want to, they can't wipe it away.
Two ministers from the cabinet, the Minister of Intelligence Karamos Melusine and the Minister of Religion Golgo Solon, sat at both ends of the long table, one on the left and one on the right, watching all this with cold eyes.
As a succubus, Karamos still maintains the calmness and elegance of a nobleman even in this tense atmosphere. He was wearing an elegant dark blue robe, with the golden embroidery on the collar depicting the administrative seal of the Magic City.
As the direct superior of the Magic City Intelligence Department and other departments, he is in charge of the security, administration and intelligence system of the entire Magic City.
At this moment, his slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, with a hint of joking in his eyes, but more of a deep thought.
…"What a mess."
He sighed softly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, interrupting the increasingly heated argument on the conference table.
"I understand that the Dragon family is dissatisfied with the loss of their territory, but...isn't this a bit over the line?"
While speaking, Karamos turned his attention to the opposite side of the conference table - the minister of religion in the cabinet.
This lich exuding a ghostly aura was silent at the moment, with translucent green soul fire burning slowly in his eyes. His body was covered with a thick robe, and obsidian gems were embedded on his chest, symbolizing the supreme ruling power of the Ministry of Truth.
his voice was deep and cold, as if coming from the deepest part of the sea.
"This is no longer just a matter of crossing the line, but a complete and deliberate act of undermining the order of hell!"
Slowly scanning the conference hall, his eyes fell on the ministers present, and he continued in a majestic and old voice.
…Whether it is poisoning the water source, or deliberately leading chaos in Blackwind Castle, this has shaken the foundation of Hell's rule."
As a lich who has lived for a thousand years, he speaks very few words, but has a lot of energy.
After all, many times, his opinions are consistent with the Demon God's position -
That is, they can fight as many families as they want, but they cannot shake the demons in hell's belief in the Demon God.
Let alone shake the foundation of His Majesty Bayali!
The ministers discussed in low voices, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn for a moment, but it was much more relaxed than before.
Not every demon can understand the intention of His Majesty the Demon God right away, but now that the two cabinet ministers have expressed their stance, it undoubtedly means that the Demon God is not on the side of the loyal Dragon family this time.
The human being who was born in the temple, the demon king who dared to step forward in times of crisis and take over the maze of Thunder County—maybe not unworthy of the demon god's grace.
A war department official in black robes was the first to break the silence and said in a cold voice: "The Dragon family has gone too far! Black Wind Castle is a satellite city of the Magic City, and it is also a military production center! And what have they done? Bribing a group of goblins to poison another group of goblins! I can't stand it anymore! In any case, this chaos has threatened the frontline's combat readiness transportation. If our supply line collapses, the consequences will be immeasurable!"
“Someone must be responsible for this!” Another minister slammed the table.
"Camu Dragon must be arrested!" Someone shouted angrily, "He is the head of the Dragon family and must be responsible for this matter!"
Looking at the ministers who expressed their opinions one after another, Karamos had a bright smile on his face, but the coldness in his eyes did not diminish much.
Given the situation of the Dragon family, the accountable patriarch is probably pretending to be confused because he understands.
"Haha... You and I actually know that Camu Dragon is just a fool, and there is someone else behind the scenes."
His eyes scanned the whole room, his voice was slightly hoarse, "According to the information obtained by our intelligence department, the real mastermind of all this is Zacro Dragon."
There was a commotion in the conference hall.
"Zacro?" A high-level demon from the Ministry of Finance frowned slightly and said in a hesitant voice, "That elder? But... I remember that he has retired. He resigned from all positions a century ago and handed over his power and title to his child, Reggie Dragon."
This minister is not considered Dragon's patron, but Zacro has a close relationship with him.
"Heh." Karamos took in all his little movements, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but pretended not to notice, and showed a meaningful smile, "A retired old man writes letters to the front line every now and then. This doesn't look like a retired old man at all."
As he spoke, he dropped a letter on the table. It was the personal letter General Sebes sent to the rear two months ago.
In that private letter, General Sebes vaguely mentioned the problem of the poor mobility of the magic crystal cannon sent to the front line.
Although it was just a private complaint, as a frontline officer, he should not have written such a thing in a letter.
Seeing the letter thrown on the table, the high-level demon from the Ministry of Finance shrank his pupils slightly, and several other high-level demons present also sat upright involuntarily.
Grigor Sauron turned his gaze to Kalamos, and the flames shaking in his skull swayed slightly.
…"You even got this letter."
Karamos nodded slightly, faced the demon statue on the wall, and said respectfully.
"For the safety of Hell, I have the obligation to check some suspicious letters for His Majesty the Demon God."
Goligao said expressionlessly.
"Then why did you take it out now?"
Karamos showed an embarrassed smile.
"Well... I'm ashamed to say it, I actually found it recently "accidentally"."
Goligao didn't say anything, just stared at him for a while, and then moved away his pupils burning with ghostly fire.
Karamos made a relieved expression, but everyone here knew that it was just a performance art inherited from the Melusine family. No one would naively think that a demigod-level demon would be frightened by another demigod-level lich.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Kalamos shrugged his shoulders regretfully.
Then he slowly folded his hands and leaned back on the chair. His originally gentle eyes suddenly became cold.
"Then let me get straight to the point. The evidence obtained by the Ministry of Intelligence can prove that Camu Dragon is nothing but a puppet master. As an accessory, his incompetence caused this disaster and he deserves to be punished. But we cannot let go of the real criminal, that is, the real culprit who collaborated with the frontline officers to concoct the tragedy of Port Saldo—Zacro Dragon!"
That voice was like a thunder piercing the darkness, lingering on the silent conference table for a long time.
The atmosphere at the conference table became heavy again, and some high-level demons who couldn't stand the pressure even couldn't help but wipe the sweat from their foreheads.
The cabinet plans to take action against the Dragon family!
And this time it’s serious!
While the demons were speculating on the Intelligence Minister’s intentions, they were also quietly observing the Religion Minister’s reaction.
Goligao doesn't seem to be enthusiastic about keeping Zakro, but he may be weighing the pros and cons. After all, no one can understand the expression of the undead unless the undead takes the initiative to laugh.
As for Karamos, his attitude seems a bit aggressive.
Although it is one thing that the Dragon family has gone too far, it is also difficult not to make people wonder whether there is lobbying from another force behind this.
In any case, the chess piece placed in front of Zacro was completely useless, and the clues from the demon intelligence department directly penetrated the former's carefully constructed armor.
It is precisely because of this that the demon who originally planned to say a few words for the Dragon family unconsciously suppressed the urge to speak and chose to wait and see what happened.
The demons who coveted the resources held by the Dragon family began to breathe quickly, and their eyes gradually revealed a trace of greed.
The lifespan of a devil is so long that if you want someone to sit on a chair, you have to wait for more than a hundred years.
If one Dragon family falls, at least hundreds of chairs symbolizing power will be freed up!
If the Magic Crystal Cannon Factory in Black Wind Castle is just a piece of cake, then this is hundreds of barns.
As for Porto Saldo?
That thing is useless when beaten. Is it used to do business with humans?
We have to send a desperate demon king to guard it!
The atmosphere in the conference room was strange and uncertain, with some people hesitating and others sharpening their knives.
Coligo Sauron listened silently, seeming to weigh the pros and cons for a long time.
Finally, perhaps having made up his mind, he slowly raised his head, and the cold soul fire jumped slightly.
"Whether it is the head of the family or the mastermind behind the scenes... they must pay the price for their stupidity!"
His voice was like the echo deep in the tomb, without a trace of emotion, "Since Zacro Dragon is suspected of being involved, arrest him together!"
The conference hall suddenly fell silent, followed by whispers and whispers.
After a moment, Karamos smiled, as if he had expected this answer.
… Since the Minister of Religion has spoken, this matter will be easy to handle.”
He clapped softly, smiling with a bit of amusement.
"Then, the next step is how to carry out the arrest. If you don't mind, the Military Intelligence Department is willing to help. After all, this involves the frontline troops——"
Grigor Sauron stood up slowly, glanced at everyone indifferently, and said in an unquestionable voice.
"This is a betrayal of His Majesty the Demon God. The Ministry of Truth should take action and send judges to punish the traitors of hell."
Karamos narrowed his eyes, and then chuckled: "Oh? It seems that this matter is stable."
Gorigo Sauron did not answer, but turned around slowly, and his figure turned into a wisp of cold soul fire and disappeared into the air.
In the conference hall, the ministers exchanged complicated glances with each other and conveyed their opinions silently.
At this moment, in the closed conference room of the Magic City, a decisive verdict has been made——
The betrayers are about to meet their end!
At the same time, in the temple in the center of the magic city, a long and low death knell slowly sounded in the moonlight, and the solemn bells echoed in the silent streets and alleys. Hearing the solemn bell, passers-by stopped one after another and cast a look of surprise and awe towards the temple in the center of the city.
Under the guidance of the bell, the undead knights in armor stepped out slowly. They wore armors engraved with ancient inscriptions, and the green soul flames jumped silently under their helmets, just like war horses galloping on the battlefield!
Behind them, the red-robed judge's face was as sinking as water, and his body exuded suffocating majesty.
The demons and undead along the way stepped aside to avoid it, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at the overly dazzling magic light.
Humbling comments spread among the crowd.
There is no doubt that there is only one thing that can make the Ministry of Truth take action at this time...
The Dragon family is probably in danger!
Haunted above the Demon City, the amethyst dome was shining with an eerie light, just like the eyes of the Demon God.
At the same time, in Nightmare on Elm Street in the West District of Shanghai, Luo Yan walked into the temple where Priest Jeffrey worked, carrying pastries and fruits bought on the road.
It was time for the prayers to end, and the children were playing under the statue of the devil.
Seeing Luo Yan walking into the church with souvenirs, the eyes of the slimes, tentacle monsters and other demon children all lit up, and they all swarmed up.
"It's the Demon King!"
"Oh, oh, oh! The Demon King is coming! We are saved!"
"Big bread! Big bread! It's mine!"
"Quick! Come and play the hero!"
"Why me!"
"You are the most human-like!"
"Yes, but the Demon King is quite similar."
"Shut up! Our respected Demon King is obviously the highest level demon! Drag him out! "
"Okay, okay, you go and play, don't disturb Mr. Luo Yan."
Looking at these noisy children, the Demon Sister who hurried over looked at Luo Yan apologetically, and then took the children to the dormitory next door.
"It's okay, I see they are having a good time, so don't bother them... By the way, please help me take these things to the kitchen." Luo Yan smiled and grabbed the demon nun, and handed her the large and small bags of things in his hand and the slime cub hanging on his shoulder trying to eat him.
"I'm so sorry...for causing you trouble again." The Demon Sister who took the thing said apologetically.
"What's going on, I'm causing trouble for you." Luo Yan smiled and waved his hand, then coaxed away the little guys who were clamoring to play the devil's servants, and walked to the end of the rows of benches.
Priest Jeffrey was sitting on a bench, praying quietly facing the statue of the devil.
Looking at Luo Yan sitting next to him, a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"You're here, how are you lately?"
Luo Yan said with a smile.
"It's good. I was quite busy before. I just had some free time and wanted to come and see you. I wonder how you are doing?"
Pastor Jeffrey said with a smile.
"I've always been fine, especially when I see you finally growing up, I feel a lot more relaxed."
Luo Yan touched his nose sheepishly.
"Sorry to cause you trouble."
"This is not a trouble, but my wish, and of course, your mother's wish..." Priest Jeffrey shook his head and turned his gaze to the statue in front of him, as if he was communicating silently with the demon god that only he could see.
Luo Yan did not speak, but quietly stayed by the old man's side. And Yuyou was floating nearby, looking at the temple curiously... She had been very interested in this before, and she didn't know if she wanted to get one for herself.
As if something suddenly occurred to him, a smile suddenly appeared on Priest Jeffrey's face and he spoke in a very soft voice.
"By the way, there's something I almost forgot to tell you."
Luo Yan asked with interest.
“What’s the matter?”
Priest Jeffrey said with a smile.
"Remember when you were young, I always wanted you to inherit this temple?"
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, and said with a mixture of laughter and tears.
"You're not still holding on to this idea now, are you?"
"I've stopped counting on you a long time ago," Priest Jeffrey said angrily, then paused for a moment and continued in a gratified tone, "But recently, I found a child who is suitable to inherit this temple."
"Is it that child?" Luo Yan looked back at the child who looked most like a human being.
Rather than saying that he resembles him, it is better to say that he is a human being, except that his eyes have red pupils which are relatively rare for humans.
"Yes." Priest Jeffrey smiled and nodded.
He once planned to give this temple to Luo Yan's mother, but many things happened later.
"It's pretty good." Luo Yan was sincerely happy for him. After all, he had no interest in life in the temple at all.
Priest Jeffrey glanced at him, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly spoke.
"Do you know why, most of the acolytes in the Demon City Temple are humans?"
"In order to find a stable job for protecting animals?" Luo Yan said casually.
"You're talking such nonsense again," Jeffrey glared at him angrily, then clasped his hands on his chest, with a pious expression on his face, as if praying, and slowly continued, "...because that was our original appearance. A long, long time ago, we once shared the same body, the same face, and even the same soul."
Luo Yan once heard a similar theory when he was studying at the Demon King Academy -
In a past that is more distant than the First Era, both Goblins and Demons, Imperials and Campbells were all the same ancient people.
Just as time goes by, under the combined influence of countless subconscious and conscious minds, some people gradually change into different shapes and form new ethnic groups.
That is the so-called appearance comes from the heart.
But in the final analysis, it is just one of many theories, and no one knows what the facts are.
Priest Jeffrey continued in a pious voice.
"...In order to stabilize our spirit, to prevent our consciousness from drifting in the boundless sea, and to prevent us from being exiled in the void by the ever-expanding ambitions. So He was born, as our anchor, our mirror, our soul...leading us to the future we expect."
Luo Yan replied thoughtfully.
"Then where is He?"
Priest Jeffrey smiled faintly, glanced at the bustling temple, and then looked out the window, giving an answer that seemed to be affirmative and yet ambiguous.
“He is everywhere.”