The Lord of Plague was so angry that he really wanted to knock open the brains of his believers to see what was inside and whether it was really a pile of shit as he imagined.

"I've said before that we can't use whispers to destroy the minds of believers and make them degenerate into muddleheadedness. You also said that it's easier to control them this way." The Lord of Plague couldn't help but complain, "Yes, it's indeed easier to control, but they've all become idiots."

At this time, a follower of the Lord of Plague said with a bitter look on his face, "I don't know what happened, but many of our hiding places have been discovered. Every time we want to recruit some new believers, we are always discovered by the management of the Arcane City. This makes us exhausted and we can only hide everywhere."

"We suspect that there is a traitor who is tipping off the Arcane City!" the believer said bitterly, gritting his teeth.

"A traitor?" The Lord of Plague was extremely surprised. According to common sense, the souls and bodies of believers who believed in beings like them were polluted, and purification required the power of God.

But which god would do such a thing, personally clearing the power of the ancient gods from a fallen person? Wouldn't they usually kill him immediately if they were discovered?

The reason behind this really puzzled the Lord of Plague.

Just when the Lord of Plague was full of doubts, the communication crystal handed over by the believer suddenly issued a "ding dong" message notification, and a small pop-up window popped up with a line of text - Arcane City? Ancient God Cult believers' faith exchange group.

"What was that just now?" asked the Lord of Plague.

The Ancient God Cult believer quickly explained: "Master, this is a communication crystal..."

"I know this is a communication crystal. I have one too. I'm asking what happened to that group just now?" The Lord of Plague interrupted him impatiently and asked.

"Hey, master, do you have one too? May I dare to add your V..." the believer tested cautiously.

"No! Shut your mouth! I'm asking you a question..." the Lord of Plague shouted angrily.

The believers of the Ancient God Cult shuddered with fear and quickly said, "Yes... it's like this. The purpose of establishing this group is to facilitate communication among believers in the cult and share some information, such as the recent movements of the Arcane City, and which places are relatively safe and suitable for us to hide or recruit new people, and of course, the priests of the great existence, etc...."

The Lord of Plague stared at this so-called Ancient God Cult recruitment group with mixed feelings.

I never thought that the Ancient God Cult knew how to keep up with the times and actually used communication crystals to communicate. I have to say, this thing is really convenient for communication.

But...wait, wasn't this communication crystal invented by Merlin from the Arcane Academy?

Thinking of this, the Lord of Plague became alarmed.

It clicked on the chat group and asked sternly, "Who created this group?"

"I don't know. We were recommended by other brothers in the Ancient God Church. We can see the group members in the group, and the group leader hardly speaks." The believer answered with a confused look on his face.

The Lord of Plague quickly clicked on the group member list and his eyes fell on the columns of group owner and administrator.

Group leader: Ancient God Cult? Invincible leader

Administrator: Grand Elder of the Ancient God Cult

The Elder of the Ancient God Cult

Law Enforcement Elder of the Ancient God Cult

Ancient God Religion Logistics Elder

Ancient God Cult Assessment Elder

"No? Why does it feel weird?"

The Lord of Plague muttered to himself, when did the Ancient God Cult establish so many strange elder positions?

The more it thought about it, the more it felt something was wrong. It took another look at the avatars of the group owner and administrator and found them extremely strange. After taking another closer look, it felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The Lord of Plague could not wait to click on the group owner's avatar, only to see that it was a handsome young man wearing a black formal uniform with the official badge of the Arcane City on his uniform.

He stared at the portrait for several times, and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but swear: "Fuck, isn't this the mayor of the Arcane City, Alex!"

He would definitely not make a mistake, because Sigma also had a friend of this man and had dealt with him before. He remembered his appearance clearly.

So...who are those administrators?

The Lord of Plague hurriedly looked at the other group managers. After careful observation, it seemed that they were all civil servants of the Arcane City!

“Shit! I finally understand. It turns out that all of you are ‘traitors’! How can you not be exposed if you have been communicating under other people’s noses?!”

The Lord of Plague was so angry that he almost jumped up.

At this moment, there was another "ding dong" sound.

The Lord of Plague looked down and almost laughed out of anger. It turned out to be a private message from the assessment elder of the Ancient God Cult in the group.

The assessment elder of the Ancient God Cult: How is it, have you thought it through? I am willing to help you because I see that you have great potential for promotion. Come for the assessment tomorrow. If you pass, you can enter the level of trainee elder.

At this time, the Ancient God Cult believer said, "Great Being, although the group leader doesn't talk much, these elders are very serious and responsible, and they often help our Ancient God Cult members in the group."

"If you want to learn magic, go find the elder who teaches magic. If you are short of money, you can find the elder who provides support. The elder who assesses magic will find talented believers among the group and train them to become high-ranking members of the Ancient God Cult. I am the chosen seed."

When saying this, the face of this member of the Ancient God Cult was filled with pride, as if he had really obtained a great opportunity.

"Beware of subpoena fraud!"

The Lord of Plague was simply in tears. These guys in the Arcane City were too unethical. A mayor actually disguised himself as the leader of the Ancient God Cult, and civil servants all dressed up as elders, blatantly deceiving these stupid believers.

"Let me ask, are you still in contact with these believers who had contact with the elders in the group?" the Lord of Plague asked, suppressing his anger.

The cultist nodded quickly: "Of course, I was in contact with someone who had just finished the assessment yesterday."

As he spoke, the believer skillfully opened the dialog box with another believer, and saw a lot of messages coming in.

"I passed the assessment and am now an apprentice elder!"

"The test was very easy, and the elder was very nice, just like a father to me."

"The conditions and treatment for an apprentice elder are very good, and I get a lot of benefits. Now I live in a big house, and there are many beautiful women throwing themselves at me!"

"Really, action speaks louder than words, you should also take the test as soon as possible!"

"Only trainee elders can enjoy the five social insurances and one housing fund provided by the Ancient Gods!"

"It's confirmed, this is definitely a trap!" The Lord of Plague was shaking with anger, and the possessed rat almost exploded on the spot.

"Five fucking social insurances and one housing fund? When did the Ancient God Cult start providing five social insurances and one housing fund for its believers? Isn't this something the Arcane City pushed out?" The Lord of Plague felt his blood pressure rising sharply. This group of believers were too gullible. They were simply hopeless.