I lost the sun god

"Capital can indeed be my promotion direction, but if I want to be promoted in the direction of capital, I must promote the arrival of the new era. Although I am looking forward to the new era, my teaching is absolutely neutral and I will not be an enemy of any god."

I want benefits but I don't want to take responsibility. Jiang Hao translated Woking's words in his heart, and said calmly:

"The rise of new gods, the fall of old gods, the arrival of a new era is inevitable. Your Highness Woking, maintaining absolute neutrality will certainly make you have no enemies and put you in an extremely safe position. Your believers and merchants can even be neutral because of their neutrality. While doing business with the angels and gods of the Seventh Heaven Mountain, you can also do business with the devils in hell and the devils in the abyss, among all the planes, there is no plane that does not welcome the arrival of merchants."

"But it also blocked your way to ascend. For several epochs, among the ancient gods, there are gods like the God of Knowledge who have been promoted to god level 19, and there are also gods like the Lord of Dawn and me who have jumped to god level 17, The new God of 16, only you, His Royal Highness Woking, you have been the custodian of wealth since birth, the leader of free trade and the protector of merchants, and after hundreds of thousands of years, you are still these."

Woking was silent for a few seconds and then sighed,

"I'm not good at fighting."

"We have allies." Jiang Hao said with a smile: "Although there are gods among the gods who don't want the new era to come, there are also gods who want the new era to come."

"For example, the God of Twilight."

Although the God of Twilight has already fallen, from the outside world, the God of Twilight still shines in the night sky of the main plane.

Wojin heard the God of Twilight, and his voice became ethereal, "I can provide you with secret help, but I will not form an alliance with you."

"Thank you for your help."

Jiang Hao responded with a smile, he voted in the Angel round, will the A and B rounds be far behind?

woo woo woo woo

The head of the steam train made the sound of a machine, dragged the long carriage, and ran on the rails with all the strength of boiling water.

A middle-aged man with a yellowish complexion, an old man with gray hair on his sideburns and a middle-aged man with a fair complexion sat in separate carriages and played a game of fighting slave masters.

"Have you heard? The people of the Kingdom of Stryde have elected a king called Consul Shunzi." The middle-aged man with a yellowish complexion played Shunzi while talking.

"Of course I've heard that what happened to them was reported everywhere, and it was even published in the newspapers. You don't need to inquire about it. Tsk tsk, they are really brave. They actually killed the king and chose the king themselves, let alone they chose it. The most important thing is that the consul is not the king, in my opinion, the consul and the king are just called differently."

"Bomb." The old man with gray temples and hair slowly threw the bomb.

"No." The fair-skinned middle-aged man looked at the old man curiously after speaking, and asked, "Mr. Yarlin, you seem to be going to the Kingdom of Stryde to do business, I suggest you stop going to compare Well, a crown is lost, and the Frincis family will definitely not let it go. As far as I know, the Frincis family has several crowns, and they will definitely try their best to get the lost crown back, Sis The Kingdom of Tled will not be too safe in the near future."

The old man with gray hair on his temples nodded and said:

"Thank you for your reminder. The Frincis family will indeed not just let it go. They will indeed take revenge. The flames of war will soon ignite the entire Kingdom of Stryde."

"But it has nothing to do with me, I'm just a businessman."

Chapter 328 : My name is Yarlin

Woo!

The steam train dragging long carriages slowly drove into the platform of Hormuz, the capital of the Kingdom of Stryde.

After the train stopped, the old man with gray hair and sideburns walked out of the train holding a black wooden box in one hand and a black cane in the other.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with fair complexion stuck his head out of the car window, looked at the old man and said,

"Mr. Yarlin, do you really not consider going to the Kingdom of Stryde to do business later? Although many people say that the greater the risk, the higher the return, but I think a stable and safe environment is suitable for us businessmen invest funds."

The old man chuckled, turned his head and looked back at the middle-aged man

"Normally, this is the case, but my business is different from others. My business can only have markets in areas where the situation is not so stable. In those peaceful and developed countries, no one will buy my products."

Yaerlin looked at the middle-aged man with fair complexion as blue as a sapphire, and smiled warmly, "But I still want to thank you for your concern, and may the goddess bless you to get a good profit this time."

The sound of "woo" sounded again soon, and the head of the car, which was breathing into the sky, pulled the long carriage and ran on the rails. Yarlin freed up a hand, pressed the top hat on his head, Walked out of the station carrying things.

It was very cold in Hormuz. After losing the cover, the cold wind howled. After Yaerlin came out of the station, he was blown by the wind. He immediately tightened his collar and walked quickly towards the palace. go.

Although the name of the royal palace was changed to the residence of the consul after Count Husterm was elected consul, everyone still used to call him the palace, just like everyone used to call Count Husterm the king.

Soon, Yarlin arrived at the gate of the palace.

The guards guarding the gate of the palace reacted when they saw the old man approaching. One of the guards asked,

"you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, completely transparent silk threads stretched out from the void and landed on their arms, thighs and backs, stopping the movements of their body muscles.

The vigilant light in the guard's eyes gradually turned numb, and a pair of dark brown pupils lost focus.

"Hello, I'd like to go in and visit your king... Thank you for your understanding, it's very much appreciated."

After Yarlin performed to the two guards who had become his own puppets, the corners of his mouth pried slightly, and he happily walked into the palace.

When he entered, dense, completely transparent silk threads descended from the void, spontaneously searching for and entangled the people in the palace.

In the garden, the gardener holding the scissors and preparing to trim the branches and leaves of the flowers held the scissors motionless. In the small courtyard, the housekeeper, wearing white gloves, who was admonishing the servants, opened his mouth slightly without making a sound, fluttering his wings in mid-air The flying bird froze in the sky and fell down instantly...

All of a sudden, in the entire palace, all creatures, whether they were human beings or not, were entangled by the silk thread hanging down from the void, and then turned into puppets.

While walking, Yarlin greeted everyone passing by on the road, which was very strange.

After walking for about ten minutes, he came to a house, knocked on the door, listened again, then pushed open the door and walked in.

In the house, King Hustum was sitting in front of a wooden table, raising his hands, motionless. In the fireplace behind him, the fire was flickering violently.

After Yarlin came in, the flickering fire suddenly expanded, and then quickly shrank and dimmed.

On the projection on the wall, a black shadow with horns on its head suddenly emerged.

Seeing Earl Husterm, Arlin gave him a warm smile.

"Hello, Your Majesty the King."

The silk thread entwining Earl Hustrum broke and disappeared one by one. The free king waved his hand and asked with a gloomy expression, "Who are you?"

"Arlin."

Finding that the visitor seemed to be quite cooperative, Earl Shustrom was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "What is your purpose?"

"Someone issued a reward through the hand of the killer organization Diss, hoping to see your head, and the reward is quite high." The corners of Yarlin's mouth curled up, revealing all eight complete teeth, "I happen to be coming to Stride The kingdom does business, so I accepted the reward."

The Hand of Diss... Count Husterm's heart sank when he heard this name.

The Hand of Dis is an assassination organization under the command of Erisnu, the God of Slaughter. There is no church under this god, so to some extent, the Hand of Dis is the Church of the God of Slaughter.

And everyone knows that the so-called assassination by Hand of Diss is to kill all the people who saw him.

"I have to say, Your Majesty, your defense is too lax. I thought I wanted to come in and needed a big fight, but I didn't expect to come in so easily. What about the Church of Agriculture, aren't they responsible for your safety?"

The Church of Agriculture said it would guarantee my absolute safety...but I don't know where they are... Count Husterm collected himself and asked in a low voice, "What is my reward?"