Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

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On a hillside in the distance, two figures, one big and one small, were watching the promotion ceremony of the sickness priest.

"Didn't I ask you to wipe out the vampires? How come so much time has passed and there aren't many fewer of them?"

"Alas! I'm not the kind of god known for my fighting ability! It would take me a lot of time to kill them! After all, those vampires have strong vitality, how can they die so easily?" said a little loli. He was the Lord of Poison Mist. As for why he kept this image, it was because he felt that this image could reduce Dio's malice towards him. Although this was strange, it was very effective.

Dio beside him was wearing a black cape. He looked a little strange at this moment. There were some strange lines on his face and body. Those lines were complicated and messy. People with trypophobia might die suddenly after seeing them. These lines were not beautiful, but only had a sense of evil.

This is the rule of this world, a distortion caused to Dio.

In the distance, the Disease Priest's ascension ceremony had reached its most evil part. Dio only took a glance and turned his head away.

“I have to say, among those kind people there are also smart ones. They take the initiative to do evil and become corrupted to become my priests. And I will also grant them power equally so that they have enough power to protect themselves.” said the Lord of Poison Mist.

A trace of sadness flashed in Dio's eyes, because those young people were eating the corpses of their own kind. Even if they vomited and looked unrecognizable, they would force themselves to eat it.

They must be corrupt enough to be blessed! But it is difficult to find a crime that does not harm others and is evil enough. So some people thought of...

After all, cannibalism is a sin hardwired into human genes.

"Why didn't you stop them?" asked the Lord of Poison Mist. Dio actually didn't stop them in the face of this situation.

"..." Dio didn't know what he was thinking. He actually felt that there was nothing wrong with what those people did. Dio silently stretched out his palm. The pattern on it made people's scalps numb.

"These patterns should have a meaning, right?" Dio asked.

"Yes! These are all symbols of sin. I didn't expect that even you have committed so many evil deeds. Ordinary people are not as cruel as you! But I think this is because you have destroyed several worlds." The Lord of Poisonous Mist said with a smile.

"The rules of this world are absolutely biased towards the evil. Good people can only become lambs here. Only those who are evil enough can stand at the top. Of course, this is just my previous idea. Since I visited the civilized world, I found that every world is biased towards evil. Even in the civilized world, only the evil can stand at the top." said the Lord of Poison Mist.

"..." Dio opened his mouth, but in the end he could only nod helplessly.

"Just like the previous civilized world, the resources of that society are already extremely developed, but if there is no absolute external force intervention, the people at the bottom of that world will eventually be devoured by the rich. Because with the development of science and technology, the poor will be less and less able to resist the rich. In the end, the top few rich people will become gods through technology and become the absolute rulers of the world. Those rich people are essentially no different from the vampires. But they are more deceptive because their way of eating people is more covert." The Lord of Poison talked eloquently. This tour to the civilized world also had a lot of impact on him.

"It seems that the vampires in this world are far inferior to the rich people in the civilized world in terms of strategy. It is precisely because their way of cannibalism is too brutal that they provoke people's resistance. If they could learn from those rich people and use money to enslave people, they would not provoke so much resistance." The Lord of Poison Mist became more and more agitated as he spoke.

"They won't do that. Greed is endless. And greed will eventually lead to people's resistance. But too many social resources will become obstacles to people's resistance. Because the development of productivity can keep up with the greed of the rich, although the people at the bottom feel uncomfortable, they are not to the point where they can't survive. They will lose their opportunities in the numbness step by step, and eventually when the rich embark on the extraordinary road, the poor will no longer have any chance to resist. Just like you said, some of the top rich people will become gods and stand at the top of society. At that time, all resistance will be meaningless." Dio said.

"It's better to hope for the destruction of the world than to hope for those top people to have a change of heart." A trace of sadness flashed in Dio's eyes. Because he suddenly realized that if there was no crisis of world destruction, he would not have the idea of ​​everyone becoming a god. The essence of his doing this was still driven by profit. Because only by doing this would there be a glimmer of hope.

"But I think you have a conscience. You are different from all the gods." said the Lord of Poison Mist.

"That's not conscience, I just see further. I have never been a noble person, I just have no choice." Dio's mood began to sink.

"Huh? You are actually affected by the rules of this world! It seems that you are not invincible!" The Lord of Poison Mist was a little surprised. Dio's current performance is completely different from usual. The Lord of Poison Mist's mind became active again.

Dio pinched his brows. He also felt something was wrong. Ever since he came to this world, he had developed a feeling of guilt and loss. Even someone as powerful as him could not get rid of this feeling.

"This is the rule of this world. The more sinful a person is, the more powerful they are, but they will also suffer inner torment. This is an equal exchange. But to me, this place is like heaven. This world is perfect, so I can't let you destroy it no matter what." said the Lord of Poison Mist.

"This world has weakened me greatly, because the sins I committed do not match my original strength. Now I am only as strong as a mid-level god." Dio said to himself.

Hearing Dio's words, the Lord of Poison Mist twitched his lips. He didn't believe what Dio said. Although he did feel that Dio was weak, the sense of threat still existed. In other words, even the current Dio could kill him. So facing Dio's temptation, the Lord of Poison Mist just rolled his eyes.

While they were talking, the promotion ceremony in the distance had already ended. Several young men were lying on the ground with distorted faces. They had suffered severe damage both physically and mentally. A large number of pustules began to appear on their bodies.

“You are all brave children! You have embarked on the extraordinary road. I don’t know what kind of existence you will become in the end. But I hope you can keep your original aspirations in mind and always walk on the road of fighting against evil.” The old man who presided over the ceremony whispered in the ears of several young people.

After hearing the old man's words, the faces of the young men gradually calmed down, and they fell into a deep sleep in a short while.

At this time, several big men covered with pus came out. They put on some heavy armor and wrapped themselves tightly.

"These kids are still very young, so the rest of the training will be left to you," the old man said to the armored men.

"Yes." The armored men nodded, and then each chose a young man to take away.

Just like that, the promotion ceremony ended here.

The old man looked at the remaining materials at the ceremony site, then he calmly walked forward and began to eat them bit by bit. These materials came from the donations of the believers, and it would be a pity if they were wasted.

Just as he was cleaning the scene, a dull sound of footsteps was heard, and a strange guy in a black cloak stopped in front of the old man.

A hint of vigilance flashed in the old man's eyes, but he did not sense the breath of the vampire from the man in black, which made the old man relax a little.

"Are you here for the ceremony? I'm sorry, the ceremony has already been completed and you're late."

The man in black did not speak, but leaned down and touched the old man's face.

The old man was slightly stunned. The other person's hand was very warm, a feeling he had not experienced for a long time. Moreover, the other person's hand was very delicate, not like a man's.

Snap! The old man hastily waved his hand to open the black-clothed man's hand. At the same time, he quickly dodged and retreated far away.

Because in this world, even women's hands cannot be so delicate. Only those blood nobles who do not produce and are not susceptible to diseases can have such delicate skin.

"Blood clan!" The old man's shrunken body swelled rapidly, and soon turned into a tall tumor-like monster. This tumor-like monster was about 4 meters tall, and he exuded a foul smell all over his body, making people not want to get close to him.

At this moment, the man in black slowly raised his hands and lowered the hood that covered his face.

"This..." The tumor man's pupils shrank. He was shocked by the appearance of the man in black!

It was so beautiful! There was no way there was such a beauty in this world. Even the noble ladies of the vampire clan could not have such a beauty.

"I heard that you were praying to the sun? The sun heard your call, so I came." The mysterious woman raised her lips.

Meanwhile, Dio felt a little drowsy. Ever since he came to this world, he felt that something was wrong. He felt like he was no longer himself, but someone else. It was a strange feeling.

"Let's go! If you want to save the world, you must kill all those evil gods. In addition to the evil gods of the blood clan, you must also kill those hateful ones." said the Lord of Poison Mist.

"What is an Abomination?" Dio asked.

"They are those who are extremely evil. Most of them come from the Poison Mist Church. Because in order to increase their strength, the people in the church will actively magnify their evil thoughts, and at the same time they have to stick to their bottom line. But evil thoughts keep magnifying, and even people with strong minds will become monsters if they bathe in darkness for a long time. The haters are those who have fallen into the abyss of sin. You will know if you go and see for yourself. But you must not underestimate them, their attack methods are very special, and if you are not careful, you may also fall!" The Lord of the Poison Mist smiled.

"Lead the way!" Dio said coldly.

After saying that, the two of them turned into a cloud of mist and floated away.

At the ceremony, the tumor-man's body shrank again, and he turned into an old man again. At this time, he stared at the beauty in front of him, somewhat incredulous.

"Are you really... a messenger sent by the sun?"

"Yes, my name is Feiya. His Highness Godwin heard your call and sent me here to guide you and save you." The man in black smiled sweetly. If Dio was here, he would definitely recognize her as Godwin's maid Feiya.

It’s just that Feiya has been dead for a long time, and no one knows why she appeared here again.

At this time, a faint golden light emerged from Feiya's body, and the light brought a faint warm feeling. This was not the power that those vampires could release, and the old man trusted Feiya a little more.

"Please take me back to your church! I need to understand you before I can guide you." Feiya said.

"I understand! Please follow me!" The old man led Fia to a small town not far away, where there was a branch of the Poison Mist Church.

Along the way, Feiya no longer hid her appearance. She followed the old man and watched everything with a smile.

The people on the street were all stunned when they saw Feiya. Because people here are more or less infected with diseases, and the scars left by the diseases greatly reduce people's appearance. No one has ever seen someone as beautiful as Feiya.

The air here contains a lot of toxins, not only the pollution from the blood clan, but also the pollution from the poisonous fog master. However, the two kinds of pollution are now conflicting with each other, which has weakened their power. That's why people have some breathing space.