Primordial Sequence

When Mikina came out with a bag of gems, everyone was stunned. He looked at the powerful cultists in front of him, and the gems in his hand fell to the ground. When he saw the cultists at her door, they looked at each other and attacked with overwhelming force. Mikina was beaten to ashes before she could even scream.

"Divide according to the size of the power."

"Why? Your Hades Palace has the largest power, so are all yours?"

A one-eyed man spoke coldly, and everyone listened in silence, watching the response of the Hades Palace. Hearing this, the skinny old man's eyes turned cold, and a coffin appeared out of thin air and covered the one-eyed man.

"Bang..." A magic cabinet also appeared out of thin air, and the coffin and the magic cabinet collided and crashed into two balls of black smoke.

"Do it? See if they agree?" The smiling man in a suit spoke in a low voice. If this old guy suppressed his momentum, there would be no need to talk about these small organizations. Although he didn't want too many people to share, the leaders or senior officials of such large and small organizations were just the way to restrict the Hades Palace.

"Then how do you say we divide it?" Seeing more and more people, the skinny old man also felt that it was impossible to take it all by himself, unless he killed all of them, but there were people in this group who were not weaker than him, so this method obviously would not work.

The man in the suit narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice, "The Hades Palace gets 30%, the Black Scythe Society gets 10%, the Secret Blood Society gets 10%, the Zombie Alliance gets 10%, and the other organizations get 40%. We all live in the Seventh City. We will see each other every day in the future. It's better to be friendly."

Hearing this, the old man wanted to refute, but a voice appeared in his ears, and he immediately agreed.

The leaders of the Secret Blood Society and the Zombie Alliance also heard the voice of the man in the suit, Dick, and immediately agreed.

"Okay, go down and divide it."

When those small organizations heard that they could get 40%, they were immediately happy. Small organizations like them usually had soup, but they didn't expect to eat meat this time.

Seeing their expressions, the four bosses showed meaningful smiles.

In the ghost ship, Camus saw all this in the mirror. He didn't care much about other people, but he remembered Dick of the Black Scythe Society deeply. Camus could roughly guess their plan. This was exactly what they wanted to see. The more chaotic it was, the less people would care about them. The more chaotic it was, the faster the new forces would develop.

Sure enough, within a few days, the Seventh City was completely in chaos after the money was divided. The four major forces seemed to have negotiated and began to annex the small organization. For a while, there was blood and rain, and wailing.

Seeing that the big organization's attention was indeed diverted, Laura also took this opportunity to buy a large number of slaves, and used language to abduct some civilians at the bottom of life, bankrupt businessmen, vagrants, and street girls. Then, she bought a large number of raw materials through hidden identities and made a large number of potions. There are eight sequences in total, namely Sequence 1 Gravekeeper Path, Black Scholar Path, Sequence 5 Sun Path, Sequence 6 Mechanic Path, Sequence 7 Nightmare Path, Sequence 8 Soldier Path, Sequence 9 Demon Path, Sequence 11 Polar Guardian Path. As for the other paths, Camus and others did not write to Adrie for special reasons.

In a hidden basement on the outskirts of the Seventh City, after half a month of busy work, the organization created was developing smoothly. At this time, Adrie was wearing a black robe and looking at the fanatical people in front of her. They were slaves, civilians, sailors, merchants, and vagrants. The only thing they had in common was that they were all ordinary people. However, after half a month of ideological indoctrination, Adrie saw excitement and noise wherever she looked.

"Everyone, this is a world of extraordinary people. When you step into the door of the basement, you have no way out. Join us, you will get money, women, real estate, leisurely life, and all good things are within your reach." After saying that, Adrie took out a badge. The badge was silver-gray and surrounded by roses. In the middle of the roses was a half-closed eye that was completely black. Around the eye were written "Lord of Truth" and "Peek at the Source of All Things" in Sumerian.

Seeing this badge, everyone knelt down. Gradually, Adrie's eyes opened, and red eyes that had been without any emotion appeared. Seeing this scene, Adrie's mouth twitched, and she held up the badge and shouted enthusiastically.

"Lord of Truth."

The people underground suddenly went crazy. In order to show their respect, they also took out the same badge and shouted loudly.

"Lord of Truth."

"Lord of Truth."

...

The shouting lasted for ten minutes until the red eyes slowly closed and the fanatical crowd calmed down. Adrie silently put the badge away and smiled at everyone.

"After half a month of understanding and learning, you probably know what the extraordinary world and the Priory are. So... what is your choice?"

Hearing Adrie's emotionless words, a group of people knelt down madly.

"We are willing to join the Priory and abide by the regulations of the Priory. We will dedicate everything to the Priory forever, including our lives. We believe in the great Lord of Truth. We always believe that he is watching us all the time. No matter poverty, hunger, disease, or pain, they will all be wiped out under the watchful eyes of the Lord of Truth. Roses represent our determination. Fate will never compromise, and truth will always exist."

Hearing their oaths, Adrie cursed secretly, it's really a waste of talent for you, Camus, not to be the leader of the cult. What eighteen regulations, what spiritual worship, what Lord of Truth, I have to say Camus is really a talent.

Seeing that they were still maintaining their enthusiasm, Yardley smiled slightly.

"You all know how precious potions are. If you join us, you can choose one of eight ways to advance. Before that, I need you to sign a contract."

After saying that, Yardley waved her arm, and a translucent contract appeared. It was full of hieroglyphs. It was the conditions and agreement for joining the 'Hermitage'. Because the people underground did not know it, Yardley took out He read the manuscript he had prepared in advance and chanted it loudly.

"After signing the agreement, you must not engage in any acts of betrayal, you must not speak ill of the Lord of Truth, you cannot betray the Priory, you cannot do anything that harms the Priory, you cannot betray your companions, you cannot reveal all the deeds of the Priory, you cannot The matter of using potions to others..."

As she finished reading the manuscript, Adrien smiled and said, "Maybe you don't know these characters. They are hieroglyphics and the origin of civilization. They are the original text and the text of creation. If you make If you commit betrayal, your body and soul will be wiped out by the river of time and space and disappear forever. You pour your blood on it, and I believe that the Lord of Truth will watch everyone." After saying the contract, he slowly flew down. , the cultists cut their palms with enthusiasm, and for a moment a strong smell of blood filled the entire basement.

Half an hour later, when she saw hundreds of people signing the contract, Yardley sneered.

"I said that the Lord of Truth will be watching you. I think those heretics must be in trouble, right?"

After saying that, I saw several people suddenly fall down in the crowd. They had no breath, and their deaths were strange. They looked like they died suddenly. Seeing someone die, the crowd suddenly became frightened.

"Don't worry, these are heretics who have betrayed the monastery and have no signatures. Now line up to choose your potions. During this time, you will learn the knowledge of promotion in the basement, and you will not be able to go out until you are fully promoted."

In the ghost ship, Laura and the others observed everything in the mirror. When they saw the ceremony completed, Akali looked at Kamius in surprise.

"Have you ever been in a cult?"

Kamiao's lips twitched when he heard this, "No, how could I go to that kind of place? Am I that kind of person?"

Laura looked at Kamui strangely when she heard this, "Are you sure you are not the evil god? There are no loopholes in your agreement."

Camus' scalp was numb from his suspicious gaze, and he hurriedly changed the subject.

"We have been so busy with the monastery these days that we forgot one thing, Black's farewell ceremony."

Laura shook her head when she heard this, "We have already said goodbye to him, but you didn't know it because it was during the day."

"You are so cruel." When Kamius heard that he felt abandoned, he said in frustration.

"Okay, more than a hundred people are enough this time. During this period, they must hide until they have a certain fighting capacity. We also need to solve the problem of bad luck and curses. It is not a problem to stay on the ship like this. "Seeing that he was a little frustrated, Susie hurriedly helped him out. Everyone was silent again. They can't get out now. It's completely impossible for Yardley to find them alone. There are very few opportunities.