The sun is high

Just like the "stereotype" left on Shuge by other things in the dream shelter, the black mask derived from the messenger in the mirror seems to have the same characteristics of coexistence of risks and benefits.

Now, although Xiuge is able to continuously obtain the instincts, memories and knowledge that originally belonged to other creatures by devouring and absorbing the power of the descendants of An Abyss, as he further uses the black mask, some phenomena make Xiuge feel uneasy. Then it started to appear.

Even though he has now taken off his mask and restored his original appearance and body, those thinking habits and tendencies that originally belonged to Bolvar are still functioning vaguely.

This gave Xiuge a serious sense of confusion.

He gently tightened his palms and "pinched" the black mask in his palms into broken mist. Xiuge stood up and came to the window. He slowly lifted the dusty curtains and looked towards He looked at the dilapidated street outside, and then opened the window, letting the cold outside air flow into the room.

This can make him more awake.

Bolva's character, thoughts, and habits are far more extreme than the Black Sun Society mage he had changed and imitated before. His firmness in the Black Sun Society and the ancient gods' belief is far beyond Xiuge's imagination. He is basically a fanatical believer who has no doubts about the miracles displayed by the Black Sun Society and the traces left by the ancient gods.

And this almost perverted thinking and belief tendency eventually transformed into serious hostility and resistance to everything in Brahma.

By imitating Bolva, Xiuge could be sure that this guy was already indifferent to everything happening in front of him. In Bolva's heart, the only goal left was to fall into the arms of the ancient gods or the palace of the dark abyss as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, among the remaining emotions of Bolva, Shuge discovered that when Bolva suffered a "backstab" from himself and was devoured by the heirs of An Abyss, his desire to throw himself into the arms of An Abyss did not seem to exist. accomplish.

Obviously, there is still a gap between the tragic reality and the vision in Bolva's heart. As defective products from the Dark Abyss Palace, the descendants all over Salem City will not deliberately distinguish the food they are eyeing. Are you a follower of Dark Abyss?

"You are a bit too extreme..."

Xiuge looked at the familiar reflection in the glass window in front of him and said half-jokingly.

Regardless, however, the imitation of Bolvar must continue.

Although "Suge Ernst" is now the real manipulator behind the Tricolor Brotherhood and other large numbers of rabble-rousers, all orders on the surface must still rely on the identity of "Bolva" to issue them. This is Determined by Bolvar's identity, experience and the basis of his status within the Tricolor Brotherhood.

In order to avoid unnecessary disputes and changes as much as possible, Xiuge also deliberately reduced his opportunities to appear, and only maintained contact and contact with those believers of gods who were loyal to the Black Sun Society.

Now, the survivors in the entire city of Salem have been mobilized.

Iris Street has reached a cooperative relationship with the members of the Legal Committee. The former needs to provide cover for the latter and help the scholars of the Legal Committee advance the research on the descendants of An Yuan. The latter has joined the management and management of Iris Street. Recruitment work, after getting this batch of fresh blood, the activities on Iris Street immediately became more frequent.

Although General Boots had very obvious doubts about Shuge, under the pressure of many aspects, he still abided by the original agreement, restrained his previous racial and ethnic tendencies, and began to recruit and recruit close people extensively. Survivors on the south side of Salem City.

As for the crisis-ridden north, it has now become the domain of bandits and plunderers.

A strange and orderly ecology took shape in just a few days.

These bandits and thieves under the Three Color Brotherhood are sensitive to the surrounding environment. They have quickly noticed the changes in the city. However, under the deliberate guidance of Xiuge, the scattered bandit groups scattered in the city quickly The land took the place of the original survivors and became the priority target of the Tricolor Brotherhood.

Although conflicts are still occurring, overall, the survivors in Salem City have now begun to converge.

And this is the first step in the strategy to deal with the growth of the descendants of An Yuan in the cultivation plan.

He believed that neither bandits nor ordinary survivors should continue to be food for the heirs of the Dark Abyss at the moment. Before there is any new progress in the research led by the Legal Committee scholar Justina, the death toll in the city must be known. Control, and those who have knowledge of the changes and layout of the city must not be captured by the descendants of An Yuan.

"Avoid all unnecessary losses and cut off all possibilities for those monsters to obtain our plans and intentions... Shrink our defense line, consolidate the existing safety area, and make long-term plans based on material stocks... At the southern city gate Re-establish a stronghold and maintain communication with Master Valery, a member of the external legal committee..."

Plans like these are being quietly advanced.

The entire city of Salem seemed to have turned into a huge chessboard. Under Xiuge's mobilization, the game that determined the fate of the survivors and the descendants of An Abyss finally officially began.

…

In the afternoon, Shuge showed up as Bolvar in front of the members of the Three-Color Brotherhood. After issuing a series of orders and carrying out routine rewards and punishments, this name made all the bandits aware of it. The fearful ugly mage once again returned to his laboratory.

"Bolwa" is favored and reused by leaders, which is a matter of course.

And it seems that the experiments he is conducting are indeed very important. Therefore, although the other members of the Black Sun Society feel envious and jealous of "Bolva", they dare not say anything more. After all, this is their leader himself. instructions given.

Using the cover of the laboratory, Shuge returned to his original appearance. Then, with a cane and the leadership of a member of the association, he came to the basement door of the Three Color Brotherhood's residence - this place had been occupied by the Brotherhood. It was transformed into a huge temporary underground prison. The environment was harsh, cold and dark.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell.

Through Bolvar's memory repair, we learned that the Three-Color Brotherhood had executed many survivors in this huge basement... and most of them were in extremely cruel ways. Some of them even became Bolvar's magic experiments - —After completely getting rid of his status as a member of the Legal Committee, Bolva has become somewhat unscrupulous in these matters.

Xiuge sighed silently, but a cold smile appeared on his face, and then he said to the Black Sun Society member who was leading him: "Let me meet the people you caught today... I Remember you said that there are members of the Salem Mutual Aid Association inside?"

"Yes Yes."

After these association members confirmed Shouge's liquidation of the Legal Committee's residence in "Bolva", they had already elevated Shouge to a higher status in their hearts than those in charge of the association like Herbert. Therefore, In front of Xiuge, they unconsciously reduced their status to servants, and even every word Xiuge said to them was regarded by them as a "gift from the leader."

He glanced at Xiuge feverishly and said: "There are quite a few people, nearly fifty people... They occupied two apartment buildings before, with everyone there, even the elderly and children, oh Yes, there are several 'Nightingales' too."

"There are so many people?"

"They're out of luck!"

The members of the association smiled and said: "We have already asked. These guys received the recruitment notice from Iris Street and were about to take people out, but they bumped into us... They had very few weapons and there was no way to resist. .”

Xiuge nodded: "Has a similar situation happened before?"

The members of the association recalled it for a moment, and then responded easily: "Well...it happened a long time ago, but at that time there were less than twenty people. They refused to join the brotherhood, so they were all dealt with by Master Bolvar. Lost."

"Well, I understand."

As a result, the locked basement door slowly opened. Behind a magic fence, Xiuge saw many pairs of eyes flashing with fear, hatred and anger in the dim light.

Xiuge stood quietly in front of these "captives", and the moment he appeared, he heard two female whispers - obviously, someone had recognized him.

Xiuge knew without thinking that the person who recognized him must be a nightingale or a bard who was once active in Water Flower Street and Ladies Street. After all, his famous and classic nicknames were first spread from there.

This is normal. After all, Shuge's "literary works" have indeed brought more customers and fame to these two special streets and the nightingales in them.

However, Xiuge's expression looked extremely cold, and his eyes filled with thick shadows quickly swept over the faces of these survivors. The sense of oppression and intimidation filled in them immediately made these ordinary people look away.

"Close the door for me, I want to ask them something..."

The member of the association bowed down flatteringly: "Are you asking yourself?"

"Yeah, I like the process."

So the members of the association immediately greeted them, took away all the members of the Three Color Brotherhood, and closed the door to the basement for Xiuge. The next moment, Xiuge gently paused the Black Sun Power in his hand. With the stick, a soundproofing ceremony that had been prepared was immediately formed on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of magic light floated slowly from beside Xiuge. The bright light allowed Xiuge to better examine the people in front of him who were shrouded in fear and despair.

Xiuge stood quietly in the light, and he asked: "Some of you know me, right?"

As Xiuge expected, no one answered him.

So his eyes began to scan, and within a few seconds, he successfully found his target. They were two thin figures hiding at the edge of the basement. They felt Xiuge's gaze, so they tried their best to move towards them. The others hid behind them, while an old woman with a stooped figure took a step forward with difficulty and blocked them with her skinny body.

Shuge had no intention of causing trouble for the two nightingales. He sighed and said, "I am Shuge Ernst. I used to live in Ernst's old house in Salem. This should be enough to introduce myself." Oh...I heard someone say that there are members of the Salem Mutual Aid Association here? Who are they? Please come forward."

Still no response.

Obviously, the obedient attitude shown by the members of the Three-Color Brotherhood in front of Shuge had already caused these survivors to regard Shuge and the villains of the Three-Color Brotherhood as the same kind of people.

So Shuge paused his cane again, and the magic ball of light suspended above his head immediately began to deform, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a sharp arrow that shone with dazzling light, and the arrow was aimed at the magic fence. The crowd at the rear immediately became commotion.

Shuge's voice became colder than this winter: "I don't want to waste too much time, five seconds."

"Five, four, three..."

"it's me!"

Before the countdown ended, a figure standing in the front row had already walked out towards the magical light.

This is a man with a broad stature but a somewhat staggering step. He is about 27 or 28 years old.

He was wearing glasses, and the lens on the right frame was wrapped with a strip of cloth, making him look particularly downcast. His left leg was injured, and his trouser leg was very thick. Xiuge guessed that there were probably two circles of bandages on it.

Xiuge looked at the man for two seconds, and then asked: "Name."

The man's lips trembled slightly, but he finally stared at Shuge and announced his name: "Rudolph."

After receiving a positive response, the sharp arrow that was transformed from the magic light ball suspended above Shuge's head immediately returned to its original state. Shuge took a step forward. He stared at the members of the cooperative association in front of him and asked: "Okay, Rodolfo...were you caught when you were preparing to go to the Rue deglis?"

Rudolph did not answer, but nodded silently.

Xiuge laughed: "Why, do you think Iris Street is a good place? I heard that the people you brought are not very welcome there... Well, old people, women... actually have children?"

He put on an expression of surprise: "It seems that you regard Iris Street as the almshouse of your mutual aid association?"

Rudolph's face trembled twice, and the slightly cowardly man mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth and said: "Iris Street said when they issued the notice that they welcome everyone! We have no better choice. "

However, before he finished speaking, someone suddenly squeezed out from the crowd. It was a tall and thin figure.

He directly knocked Rudolph away, threw himself on the magic fence, and shouted to Shuge: "Sir! Sir... it's me! I informed my friends in the brotherhood, please let me out. !”