New Gods of North America

In a blink of an eye,

Time came two days later.

Wayne had originally planned to sleep until noon that day.

After all, the steam train will arrive at Blackrock Town again this afternoon.

From the moment the steam train arrived at the station, the criminals could launch an attack at any time, and it was almost inevitable that they would have to stay up all night.

You have to get enough rest in advance.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what the metaphysics of working people is.

Wayne had no urgent business yesterday, so he was very relaxed. Apart from sorting out equipment and plans with the two ladies, he also discussed defense plans with the bank's security team. He basically spent the whole day slacking off.

Today is the day that the criminals plan to attack the town. Wayne obviously has something to do, but he becomes even busier. A lot of things suddenly come to him at this moment.

At daybreak, Pastor Hake, who was the first to knock on the door, had already arrived.

He came to call Wayne and Inessa to go to the church for a meeting, and was followed by a member of the county exorcism team.

While waiting for Inesa, Pastor Hake whispered to Wayne:

"The exorcist team has been investigating the evil god's followers since arriving in Black Stone Town the afternoon before yesterday. They haven't slept yet. Basically, they haven't closed their eyes for two consecutive days."

"This is a bit surprising. Is Joffrey so dedicated?"

After listening to this, Wayne couldn't help but change his opinion of the young man who looked down on others.

"Wayne, you may have misunderstood."

Pastor Hake moved a little closer and said, "This afternoon, reinforcements sent by the Kankers Cathedral will probably arrive with the steam train. By then, the leadership of the investigation may be handed over to them.

"Master Joffrey seems to think this is an opportunity for promotion. So he is eager to make new progress in this matter before the people from the cathedral arrive. Otherwise, he will hardly be able to make any outstanding contributions in this matter."

Wayne thought about it.

"So now he comes to us for help? Should we help him or make things more difficult for him?"

"He is willing to double the church contribution points in exchange."

Reverend Harker was succinct, “Inesha would probably be inclined to help.”

Krypton Gold Players,

Wayne knew that Inissa’s current obsession was to accumulate contribution points and then exchange them for freedom.

All right,

Then let’s go over and take a look first.

Coming to the side hall of the church, it has become Captain Joffrey's temporary office.

There was a pile of interrogation records and investigation transcripts on the table, which seemed to be put together by the exorcist team working overtime in the past few days.

"You guys take a look first. The problem we are facing now is that the residents of the town have been basically checked, and the confessions of those evil god believers have been confirmed to be basically true. However, we still can't find the so-called 'God's messenger'."

Although he was asking someone to do something for him, Joffrey still looked down on him.

If it was just to make a little money, Wayne would probably take the opportunity to take advantage of him.

But they didn't have the time today, and helping him was actually to help Inissa, so Wayne and the others took the materials and started looking through them with expressionless faces.

Because there are not many members, the development trajectory of Dr. John's organization that believes in evil gods can be easily figured out:

The original member was a gambler who liked to advocate white supremacy. He first established contact with the "messenger of God" more than ten years ago.

At that time, the "messenger of God" used small notes and "lucky potions" to lure gamblers into the trap.

——The so-called "lucky potion" is a potion that you can secretly put into someone else's wine glass when gambling with them, and then you will easily win the game.

It sounds like something that will make other people lose their IQ in a short period of time.

But in a sense, this also seems to indicate that the ability of the "messenger of God" back then did not seem to be very strong.

The next members were a farmer, Dr. John, a clerk in the coffin shop, Mr. Greenspan, another farmer, and a peddler who sold various groceries.

Basically, either their relatives died in the conflict between immigrants and indigenous people, or they simply hate the indigenous people.

It is also because of this that they were attracted to the so-called "harvest plan".

Since Dr. John joined the organization seven years ago, the organization has really begun to embark on a path of healthy development, gradually transforming from a half-dead organization that could only shout slogans and occasionally distribute small benefits to a small social organization that is quite vibrant in private.

At the beginning, what the "God's Messenger" needed was actually "materials", that is, the remains of humans who had just died. They were not picky about race. But the God's Messenger still preferred to use indigenous people.

No matter how stupid gamblers are, they will not kill or risk their lives just to win a little money, so their "harvest" in the early stages mainly consists of strangers they occasionally meet, who die in duels or in accidents.

Then Dr. John joined, and the organization began to shift part of its targets to groups that were not easily noticed, such as "slaves" or "miners", and output gradually became streamlined and standardized.

After Mr. Greenspan was brought in, with the financial support and wisdom of the sponsor, the progress seemed to become faster. Now, after several years of preparation, it seems to have reached the final stage of explosion.

Wayne was looking through the materials, but he hadn't found any clues to catch the "messenger of God".

At this time,

A member of the exorcism team knocked on the door and said that a "Mr. Taylor" was waiting outside the church, looking for the town's sheriff, and it seemed that there was something very urgent.

Wayne put down the materials in his hand and went out.

Then he saw little Taylor and Tecumseh, the leader of the Native American tribe, hiding in his carriage.

The attitude of ordinary townspeople in Black Rock Town towards the indigenous people has always been relatively mild.

This kind of "gentleness"

It's probably similar to how ordinary people view those scary-looking beneficial insects:

——I can accept your existence, but if you dare to sneak into my house, don't blame me for taking out the insecticide.

Therefore, on normal days, these two groups of people would not easily run into each other's territory to cause trouble for no reason.

So when I saw Tecumseh coming here in person,

Wayne narrowed his eyes and immediately guessed the worst result, "You let your people try the holy water? Is it bad?"

Tecumseh nodded:

“At least one-fifth of our tribe has been infected.

"Especially the children who like to eat candy, almost all of them had reactions. Several of them even vomited blood."

Oh no.