Chapter 696 City Lord's Cocktail Party

The cross of the unbeliever is plain to begin with, like a collection of rotten wooden frames you can find anywhere put together.

Therefore, when this unassuming creature was thrown into the furnace golem's brazier, it didn't look like an exciting way to kill the enemy leader.

Instead, it looks a bit like the Furnace Golem picking up trash for charity. It just so happens that it has a trash can on its body, and anything thrown in will be burned on the spot.

Since we are in an underground city, we don’t have to worry about burning garbage polluting the air. It is so environmentally friendly.

“Ahhhh—”

When the cross was thrown into the furnace, the unbelievers who remained on the ground wailed in unison at the same time.

Their expressions were dull and their movements were in unison. Even though they were wailing, their faces were still stiff and lifeless.

This doesn't look like a living creature at all, but more like a puppet that responds to the commands of the cross. It's almost giving people the "happy beans" effect.

All this shows that the cross is the true subject of the unbeliever.

When it was thrown into the brazier of the Furnace Golem, tongues of flame immediately wrapped around and licked it. The wooden shell of the cross immediately caught fire and was burned out in an instant, revealing its true appearance inside - it was a cross formed by the twisted and fused large intestines of various creatures.

No, it wasn't the large intestine, it was the brain. Various brains piled together immediately began to wriggle and struggle violently under the burning flames.

The furnace golem exploded all over, but surprisingly, it was not able to burn the thing out in a short time.

"I'll help."

Yanhuo summoned a ferocious giant fire elemental snake which rushed into the body of the furnace golem. In an instant, flames exploded and shot up into the sky, and the firepower reached a level never reached before!

He seemed to have some means of accelerating the burning of flames and seemed to be an expert in playing with fire.

A vortex of flames rose from the furnace golem's brazier, intensifying the flames at full speed.

The wailing of the unbelievers reached its peak at this moment.

Then, in an instant, silence fell, as the body of the cross had consumed itself in the flames.

According to intelligence, the cross will not regenerate until another 666 minutes, which is about ten hours.

This period of time is really neither long nor short, and it is a very awkward situation.

"Excellent, the flames have purified the heretics!"

The follower's tone became high-spirited as if he had just seen something good. He waved towards the sky with great spirit. His unique holy light monsters descended to the ground. This time they were no longer skeletons, but paladins who looked righteous and awe-inspiring with holy light. As soon as these paladins appeared, they immediately began to harvest the non-believers who were stunned on the spot.

After the cross is destroyed, not only will faith no longer be absorbed, but the non-believers will also fall into a state of stiffness for a period of time, so now is the best time to kill them.

Yanhuo also enthusiastically helped. Without the restriction of the cross, he also arrogantly summoned various large and powerful monsters to reap the lives of the faithless as a revenge.

Irines glanced at everyone jealously, shrank back, and finally did nothing, acting as a quiet bystander.

The furnace golem that burned the cross to death stood still and waited, hoping to guess whether the cross would be resurrected at the same place.

The remaining seven furnace golems also began to act. They bent down, grabbed the faithless and threw them into the brazier, just like farmers picking fresh vegetables.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became relaxed. At least before the cross was revived, the unbelievers faced a one-sided massacre.

To be honest, if the cross didn't have the effect of continuously absorbing faith, any city lord present could have killed the faithless one alone.

But then again, if the Faithless were on the ground, a single dungeon wouldn't be able to defeat it.

It is said that when the riots broke out, there were thousands of such crosses burned by them. I can't imagine how huge a wave of unbelievers these thousands of crosses could have brought about in an era when the per capita concentration of faith was far higher than it is now.

How did the people on the ground destroy these seals in the first place? It must have been very difficult for them to resist.

Gong Qiying looked at the furnace golem that was working hard to pick fruits and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It is said that the seals were sealed by gods, but there are so many dungeons, and each dungeon has a seal. How many times has the god taken action? It can be said that he is a model worker.

And most importantly, how did the various races on the ground, including humans, survive the ravages of these extremely powerful seals?

Whether it's the Burning Demon, the Hemorrhagic Parasite, or the current Unbelievers, Gong Qiying's observations of humans over this period of time have led him to a very unfortunate conclusion:

Now that the scale of these sealed objects has increased, it seems that humans today are simply unable to defeat them.

We can't rely solely on the protection of gods. In this era when even gods are silent, how can people fight against a disaster of the same magnitude as the Sealed Objects?

"What are you thinking about?" Chiya's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Gong Qiying looked up at the old man among the city lords and told him what he had just thought.

"Haha, I've thought about this question too, but it's useless. No matter what I guess, it can't be confirmed. It's better not to think about it than to add to my troubles."

Just like Chiya no longer wants to know where monsters and maps like Gong Qiying came from, he is the type of person who has learned to give up thinking.

"Either humans in ancient times were stronger than they are now, or they became stronger suddenly under the threat of the seal. Otherwise, there is no way to explain your idea." Yanhuo came over.

"In my opinion, it is the God of Holy Light who has led all of humanity through every difficulty." The follower said in a deliberately calm voice, showing his piety.

"Here we go again. Let's just be quiet for a while, okay? You see, I haven't talked about Vulcan for a long time."

Yanhuo shook his head helplessly. He seemed to be quite familiar with his followers. He turned to Gong Qiying and said:

"Come on, Godwin, forget about all that crap. It's time to hold the usual cocktail party after the successful crusade!"

"Yeah." Gong Qiying nodded.

If what Yanhuo said was true, he actually hoped that humans could suddenly become stronger in an instant, which would be more fun.

Because they wanted to test whether the cross would be resurrected on the spot after being destroyed, the city lords did not leave, but held a cocktail party on the spot. In fact, they just brought some wine and chatted while drinking.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed quite harmonious, with no conflicts visible at all. People gathered together to eat and drink.

Seriously, do these people really hate me?

Holding the wine glass, Gong Qiying showed a look of self-doubt.

He had not forgotten the task that Chiya had requested. Perhaps one of these three people had betrayed him, so he was paying attention to everyone while drinking and asking for some information.

Yanhuo and the other three are the local city lords of Scamelon. All the local city lords know that demons of unknown origin have appeared in Scamelon. What they don’t know is that there may be a traitor among the city lords and Chiya is investigating.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Gong Qiying did not mention anything about the demons, but instead talked to them about the dungeon, such as its management.

"Right now, I only have this one dungeon, Explosion Flame. Although I could probably win a duel with others and open a branch city, I don't think I have much talent for business. I can only survive by defending this city."

Yanhuo said casually:

"The people who come to my place are quite regular. I can even remember what some of them look like. Thanks to them, I was able to get through the most difficult period in the beginning. But I don't know what happened a few days ago, and those people rarely come anymore. I thought I did something wrong and quickly revised the dungeon. But it seems that this change has troubled another group of old customers, and they also stopped coming. I had to revise it again, and I feel like my brain is half useless after making all the changes."

Although he said it with a smile, there was a hint of tragedy in what Yanhuo said. It's great that he has such a strong character.

"Fortunately, the war in Skamiron has begun, and my dungeon specializes in producing some materials for large-scale wars. A large number of people poured in at once, which allowed me to hold on until now, and I have a lot more mental power at hand than before." He said proudly.

Gong Qiying toasted to him and congratulated him, then noticed something was amiss and asked, "By the way, why didn't those regular people come? What happened during that time?"

"I don't know. It happened a few months ago, less than a year ago," Yanhuo sighed and shook his head. "Those people used to like to come here to worship the God of Fire."

Did anything big happen in the past few months?

It seemed that the Sean Dungeon had just been established not long ago, so it should have nothing to do with me. Gong Qiying nodded with relief, drank a toast with Yanhuo, refilled the glass and went to find his followers.

"Dungeon? I do have two, one right here and one in the Kingdom of Anor. However, I don't manage the dungeon in Anor much. I gave it to a city lord who lost to me in a deathmatch before. He runs it pretty well, and under my guidance, he also believes in the Holy Light. He is a good person who is worthy of entering the Holy Light Heaven."

It seems that because of religion, followers always speak with confidence and pride.

"Running a dungeon is incredibly easy under the protection of the Holy Light. I just need to regularly add some things related to my God to the dungeon, and believers will rush to come and pray to me. Haha, this is the power of the God of Holy Light. My dungeon will never disappear under His protection!"

When Irines, who was standing next to them, heard this, she was so angry that she even crushed the wine glass.

Although Scamelon is a country of ten thousand religions, those small churches still have no status, and the entire country is controlled by three large churches.

One of them is the Church of Holy Light. Scamelon is the base of the Church of Holy Light, or it would be more appropriate to say it is the headquarters. The influence of Holy Light here is extraordinary.

Therefore, as long as the church still exists, the Holy Light Dungeon with Holy Light as its signature is equivalent to guarding an oasis of sweet springs that will never run dry, and you will not starve to death even if you lie down and do nothing.

No wonder he speaks so confidently, he is a man with confidence.

The followers' behavior doesn't seem to be acting, they really look like the rich second generation of a landlord.

Generally speaking, people who display this kind of personality probably won't be involved in such shady things as secretly communicating with the demons, because the followers don't seem to have any reason to secretly communicate with the demons.

Although the Church of Holy Light is sometimes very annoying, in recorded history, every time the Demon King revived and people went to war with the demons, the Church of Holy Light was the most active church in participating in the war, and its casualties far exceeded those of other churches. In people's eyes, the appearance of the Church of Holy Light on the battlefield fighting against the demons was a matter of course.

"By the way, Godwin, you don't seem to have any faith yet. Would you like to believe in the Holy Light? With the protection of the Holy Light, your dungeon will no longer have a bad reputation among mortals."

"I have a very good reputation. Everyone loves Sean."

Faced with the sudden missionary behavior of his followers, Gong Qiying immediately walked away from him with a glass of wine, starting with him to stay away from missionary work.

The last city lord is Irines, who is also the most difficult to see.

It is physically invisible because this guy is quite proficient in shadow magic and has covered his entire body with black shadows.

Only when drinking will the shadow below the nose be removed, revealing the porcelain white jaw and light red lips, and sharp teeth will be exposed when opening the mouth to drink.

Judging from the looks of it, she shouldn't be tall, maybe even a head shorter than Luluwo, but Gong Qiying wouldn't really treat her as a child just because of her height.

Irines seemed unaccustomed to talking to strangers. In response to the several topics thrown at her by Gong Qiying, she just hummed softly, and it was impossible to make out what she was saying at all. Or perhaps those hummings were meaningless.

It's difficult, there's no way to communicate.

The only topic she would respond to was about adventurers.

"I like observing them," Irines said softly. "They're easily moved by emotions. They feel pain when bitten by a bat, scream when their blood is sucked dry, become confused and angry when their companions become blood servants, and despair when they're cornered. I can make them play the corresponding notes with just a flick of my finger. Hehehe."

Although she spoke in a very soft voice, the content was surprisingly scary.

Gong Qiying felt that his "malice" towards adventurers was already very great, but compared with Irines, it seemed still not enough. The other party's expression did not seem to be acting.

"But sometimes, I still hope they can smile a little." Irines' voice was so low that it was almost inaudible when she said this.

After that, Gong Qiying never heard her speak again.

The reception didn't last too long.

When the cross was resurrected again and resurrected inside the body of the Furnace Golem, the city lords knew that this time they were safe.

Now it will be difficult for the unbeliever not to become the "King of Fire".

Finally, people unanimously decided to let the Furnace Golem burn the cross here a dozen times to completely intimidate the non-believers. After confirming the plan, Yanhuo and the others left, leaving only Gong Qiying and Chiya here.

When everyone left, the atmosphere was very happy and it felt like everyone had become good brothers and sisters.

"So, is there anyone worthy of suspicion?" Chiya asked.

"If you have any doubts, you can observe Irines for now."

After all, the other party's malice towards adventurers is almost becoming the evil of this world.

"By the way, they seemed very friendly to me just now."

"Everyone knows what decency means, so they definitely won't say much when they cooperate. What you mean is that when they pretend to be decent people, we can't get to know them in depth, right?" Chiya reacted.

"That's what I mean." Gong Qiying nodded.

"So, in a few days I will tell them the news that I will be taking over the Fanatic Dungeon and see how they react."

"Well, that's a good idea. Their behavior today is indeed very different from what I know. I don't remember when Yanhuo's personality became as peaceful as it is today. I'll leave this matter to you. Let me know if you need help."

In the next ten days, Gong Qiying controlled the furnace golem to burn the cross over and over again.

By the end of the burning, the cross had visibly shriveled, and its originally straight back was bent out of shape. When the furnace golem took it out of the brazier, it collapsed to the ground and did not move.

It can be seen that this guy has completely surrendered.

"Now that the seal has been removed, it's time to take over here."

Looking at this Fanatic Dungeon which would be renamed Sion sooner or later, Gong Qiying wrote three letters and sent them to the three dungeons: Explosive Flame, Holy Light and White Blood.

The content is very simple, just one sentence:

[I want to be your neighbor, and I hope you will give me more advice in the future]

After sending all the letters, Gong Qiying sat on the altar and muttered to himself:

"Okay, what will their reaction be next—"

Before he could finish his words, there was a clanging sound coming from the dungeon.

[The Explosive Dungeon has launched a dungeon battle against you! ]

[The Holy Light Dungeon challenges you to a Dungeon Deathmatch! ]

[The White Blood Dungeon has challenged you to a Dungeon Deathmatch! ]

【Natural Dungeon has launched a dungeon battle against you! 】

【Moonlight Dungeon】

“.”

Gong Qiying looked at the series of messages that suddenly popped up, and the expression on his face became a little indescribable, probably at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Is the welcome ceremony for me so enthusiastic?"

(End of this chapter)