The past of profiteers

If the airship is the high-end embodiment of the Mecha City's technology, the teleportation array is a gift from the pre-Black Mist era. After combining with technological improvements, these valuable magic arrays can be put to use again in elemental failure.

In the current distribution of human territory, the north is located in the polar region, which is extremely cold all year round. The south is located in the belly, with a warm climate and vast land. The west has a vast coastline and a large number of hybrids. The east is mostly mountainous and hilly, with rich mineral resources.

As a family that coexists with fire, the Owen family naturally occupies a large area of ​​​​mines. The kingdom of God that has descended this time is located in their family territory.

When the Mithril Biota appeared, it caused a lot of damage and swallowed up half of the mineral sources. Afterwards, the Bloodliners tried their best to contain them and barely maintained a stalemate.

Under normal circumstances, the temple would have to ask for benefits.

But under the oracle of the Lord of All Things and All Power, the clergy gathered here like a tide. As the only true God in charge of this world, the direction of His glory is the direction in which the sword of the church points.

The huge magic circle lit up, swallowing up a sea of ​​people and materials. An airship with the church logo landed from the sky, and the white-robed Son of God walked down the steps. As soon as he touched the ground, he smelled the smell of pollution.

This land was incurable, soaked in silvery blood and bones. He raised his hand and tapped it gently, and a group of translucent butterflies spread their wings and flew up. Wherever they went, [Heaven] extended. The people bathing in it were refreshed, and some suddenly vomited.

Several silver worms were wriggling in the dirt, and the bloodline nearby hurriedly dealt with them. The host, who had absorbed too much nutrients, fell to the ground, leaving only a thin layer of skin.

The bloodline of the Owen family who was in charge of welcoming them changed color slightly: "Cooperate with the priests and immediately check if there are any parasites in the bodies of the remaining people."

The deputy beside him hurried to do it. The blood of the Owen family thanked the silver-haired saint: "Thank you for your help, Your Highness."

Canaan shook his head and looked at the mountains in the distance. The gray-black and silver-white mines shone in the sunlight, and above them hung a magnificent silver waterfall, flowing from mid-air to the ground, reflecting a rainbow halo on the surface.

“That is the entrance to the Kingdom of God.”

The fire-haired Bloodline followed his gaze.

"It appeared the day before yesterday. That waterfall is the source of the Mithril monsters. From F-level to A-level, they appeared in groups. We couldn't get close at all."

The Owen family naturally had high-level bloodlines stationed there to guard the place. However, as long as they approached the source, they would be contaminated or even disappear, so they dared not act rashly.

Without explanation, Canaan could already feel the huge pollution slapping at his face and pouring into his body.

The clear flower vines expanded in all directions, devouring the pollution without restraint. Seeing this, the Fire Bloodline people could not help but show joy.

He is indeed the Holy Son of the Church! His efficiency in purifying pollution is many times better than that of ordinary priests! With him, even if there is pollution, it can be cleared in time.

He became more respectful to Canaan: "The Owen family has already arranged accommodation for everyone in the church. In addition, there is one more thing I hope Your Highness can help with."

"In order to investigate the changes in the Kingdom of God, our family sent several high-level bloodlines to investigate. He is the only S-level bloodline who has returned. He has been severely polluted and has not woken up yet. The priests in the territory are powerless to do anything about it. The Owen family would like to entrust you to purify the pollution for him."

Canaan nodded: "I understand. After the church is settled, I will go to visit the bloodline person in person."

As the nominally highest-ranking person in the church, Canaan waited until all church members were settled before getting on the Owen family's carriage and arriving at the family residence.

Compared to the family residence in Partington, the family residence occupies a larger area, almost a city in itself. The buildings are exquisite and low-key, forming an outer city and an inner city with the outside where civilians live.

The main house was in the center of the inner city. The carriage stopped at the door, and Canaan opened the curtains to see a middle-aged woman with short hair waiting at the door.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Canaan. I'm Celia, please follow me."

She bowed gracefully and took the initiative to lead Canaan inside. Most of the people in the inner city were bloodline people, and they immediately looked at her with respect, and Canaan also received a lot of attention.

She took the initiative to explain: "I have some connections with these young people. If you have anything you want them to do, you can also mention my name."

Canaan's eyes fell on her hair. Once a bloodline appears in the Owen family, it must be a fire hair. The stronger the strength, the longer the hair. Xileiya explained softly: "The person you want to treat is my husband."

"From what I know, the Owen family is known for its female bloodline, and women become even stronger after their bloodline is awakened."

"My husband and I were childhood sweethearts. In that generation, his talent was second only to mine. Later, we encountered an incident that brought us a difficult choice..."

This must be a sad story. The silver-haired young man stood in awe. He only heard a faint sigh from the other party.

"The bloodline of our family is quite special and can be passed down from one family to another. The more power a child inherits, the greater his or her future achievements will be."

She said sadly, "I didn't expect my daughter to achieve so much. She directly consumed all my energy. Fortunately, she has lived up to me and has now become the head of the family."

Canaan: “…”

He hesitated: "That is to say, you are..."

Xileiya smiled slightly: "The former head of the family."

Sorry to bother you.

It turns out you have such an identity.

The young man stood in awe. The two of them entered the room. There was a purification barrier of the church outside the room. Canaan walked into the room. There was a middle-aged man lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, with some silver-white spots on his skin. Sirelia looked a little worried, and it was obvious that she was not as relaxed as she had just said.

The transparent flower vines entwine the bed and merge into each other's body. The bloodline seems to be fine on the outside, but the dirt inside has been stained with a faint silver-white. Canaan cleared the pollution and unexpectedly sensed a familiar power from it.

"......"

He withdrew his perception thoughtfully. After clearing the pollution, the unconscious bloodline person soon woke up. Xileiya spoke to him softly, and the other party understood the situation and looked at Canaan with gratitude: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Canaan."

"You're welcome. I have my own selfish reasons. I want to know the specific situation of the source from you."

"Of course, we have the same goal."

The man's face was still a little pale, and he spoke slowly.

"The Owen family's territory is one of the rulers of the east. After repelling the invasion of the monsters from the Kingdom of God, we organized a counterattack. The family paid a great price. While the monsters were retreating, several of us S-level bloodlines went to that mine. That was the most beautiful silver waterfall I have ever seen, and countless monsters were born from it. At the end of the silver waterfall is the entrance to the Kingdom of God, where..."

"I saw a woman."

The Bloodline tried his best to organize his words, with a hint of fear in his eyes that shouldn't be seen in such a strong man.

"He... He was not human. When I faced Him, it was like facing an immovable mountain. There was no thought of resistance. He said to me, 'Surrender or die.'"

The room suddenly became extremely quiet. Sireya frowned and couldn't help questioning her husband: "Are you sure? According to your description, he is a being that can only be subdued by the head of the family... no, at least several heads of the family."

"I can't possibly lie about this!"

Canaan knew he was right. This purification seemed easy, but in fact, it was difficult for anyone except him to do it. If he hadn't come, the bloodline person who was infected would have died in his sleep.

The god who fell into pollution is undoubtedly a big killer for this world. When the young man thought about what he would have to deal with, he couldn't help but feel a headache. There was no point in staying any longer. He comforted him a few words, told him to have a good rest, and then got up and left.

Xileiya accompanied him to the door and asked softly, "Mr. Shengzi, do you know the woman my husband is talking about?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You seem to have known about His existence for a long time. Is He from the same place as you?"

If it is linked to the World Tree, then whatever happens seems natural. But for the Land of Stars, they must not be associated with this word.

The silver-haired young man stopped. He had a pair of unusually clear eyes, so clear that it made people feel uneasy, as if all their sins were reflected in them.

"People from the stars don't attack humans," he said. "We have our own code."

If the world could live in peace and harmony until the end of time, he could retire and become an ordinary person, no longer having to live in such fear. The greater the ability, the greater the pressure, and he was really afraid that he would be crushed to death one day.

He didn't say much, but Xileiya's expression became serious. She nodded carefully as if she knew something: "I understand, you are right, I overlooked it."

The young man paused for a moment. Although he didn't understand what the other person understood, he nodded mysteriously and turned away under the other person's respectful gaze.

After getting on the carriage, the priest showed some signs of fatigue. As the curtain was lowered, the black-robed merchant appeared in the carriage, and no one noticed his arrival.

The appearance of the profiteer proves that the noble association is about to arrive. The two vests stared at each other in silence. Mason integrated the information known by both parties and made plans for the next step.

The silver-haired young man said, "I want to go to the Kingdom of God. What do I need to pay?"

As Canaan asked, countless words flashed through the profiteer's sight. This was the best gift that came with his blessing.

When the other party makes a trade request, Zhufu will present the equivalent items in the form of text to the profiteer's vision. In this way, he can get a lot of information.

"This is a huge sum of money. No, this is something that money can't solve. The Mother of Stones has resurrected, and She has complete control over the Kingdom of God. Fortunately, She is still very weak, so we have a chance to get in."

The profiteer quickly scanned the list of exchange items and tried to find the cheapest items. They were all his own fakes, so there was no need to make a profit from this. Soon, he had identified his target.

"I have collected the blood of Orelius, and it is of great value. Therefore, I wish to be rewarded with your energy."

These words were not just spoken to each other, the words in the line of sight swayed slightly, and finally returned to nothingness. Blessing acknowledged that this reward was effective.

Mason heaved a sigh of relief and immediately manipulated Canaan to make a verbal deal. The bandage on the profiteer's arm flew up, sweeping away all the energy around him. The excessive energy fluctuations frightened the horses. The driver hurriedly comforted the animals and did not dare to ask what happened in the carriage.

After eating its fill, the flying bandages would wrap around the profiteer again.

A small teleportation pendant fell from the sky and landed in the young man's arms.

The profiteer habitually explained: "As long as you crush it, it will be teleported directly to a random place."

Fixed-point is too expensive, I can’t afford it.

Canaan quietly put the pendant away. This is not a teleportation item, this is money.

In order to avoid being seen and save money, the profiteer who had completed the transaction left directly through the window of the carriage. The carriage returned safely to the church's residence. When Canaan got off the carriage, he saw people coming in and out of the next door, who seemed to be busy with something.

The chief priest of the church was Santo again, which was Canaan's request. The priest came to greet him and looked up to see the strange phenomenon in the sky.

"People from the Noble Association have arrived."

Without having to point them out, everyone could see the flock of spaceships coming from afar.

They have smooth shapes, different paint jobs, and emblems of different family identities engraved on their surfaces. They form groups and are well-organized, slowly landing under the guidance of the Owen family.

Santo said: "Although the change in the Kingdom of God was sudden, the Noble Association has a solid foundation. This time it is included in the competition of the Twelve Round Table Trials, so it should be able to be resolved in a short time. With our full support, the change in the Kingdom of God will not be a problem this time."

The Son of God stared at the landing spaceship and suddenly said, "No."

Santo was stunned: "What did you say?

“This isn’t going to end like this.”

In many stories, the devil always waits for the hero to grow and become a strong team before starting to fight. The subordinates sent out become stepping stones. The hero is able to grow and prepare everything before coming to fight with great momentum.

Fully armed, they defeated the demon king and brought world peace.

But the reality will never be like this.

In the kingdom of God, the goddess who saw the army of spaceships through the eyes of the Mithril creature smiled gently. Her smile could even be called beautiful, but it made people tremble with fear.

"Let the warriors go. I have not yet absorbed the child's power, but it is enough as a gift."

The old priest who was serving beside the altar leaned forward to answer. He walked out of the door, where many people of human blood were waiting.

They were dressed in different clothes and had empty eyes. If there were humans here from inside or outside the Kingdom of God, they would be able to tell that some of them were missing from the camp, some were captured in battle, and some were captured spies...

The silver-white patterns flowed slightly harshly on their skin, controlling their minds and bodies. Under the priest's command, the bloodline walked out in a daze, and in the process, everyone behaved more and more normally.

Under the instruction of the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones, the silver-white torrent suddenly increased its attack force, impacting the human defense line. The bloodline people who were busy defending did not notice that some people quickly hid from their eyes and ears. Some pretended to be seriously injured, or stumbled to the ground, and appeared in every corner inside and outside the Kingdom of God.

A guard team sent out from the camp in the Kingdom of God discovered them and hurriedly said, "Come quickly! There are still survivors here!"

Supporters outside the Kingdom of God discovered their unconscious fellow tribesmen and immediately notified the priests to come and rescue them.

The temple priest came and cast a spell to identify pollution on the injured. After getting the result, he looked relieved: "Send him to treatment quickly. We need the information he brings back."

Amid the hustle and bustle of the crowd, these bloodline members lay quietly on the ground, the patterns hidden under their clothes flickering faintly.

......

The first to arrive were the ships of the twelve Round Table families, followed by the less powerful pretenders. They would rush in and seize the position of any Round Table family if they encountered any problem.

Each family sent out young and promising new generations. During the exchanges between the church and the noble association, Canaan saw many familiar faces. Able of the Garcia family and Arnold, the eldest son of the Luo family, were among them. Shaken wanted to come, but unfortunately his ability was not suitable for large-scale combat, and he was ruthlessly rejected by Luo En.

Aibo remained calm and composed. Canaan's eyes flashed past him and landed on Arnold.

This eldest son, who looks like an artist, has great talent in business. Ron once promised the unscrupulous businessman that he could go to Arnold to discuss business cooperation, which shows his trust in him.

Compared to his second brother who was famous for fighting and his youngest brother who specialized in assassination, Arnold seemed gentle and polite. He even greeted Aibo with a polite greeting. He really didn't have a bad temper.

These were all acquaintances of Oreis, but it was the first time for him to meet Canaan. The specific communication was handled by Santo, who only needed to sit quietly beside them as a decoration as a symbolic rather than practical sign.

Patriarch Owen was the only patriarch who returned this time, and he took on the responsibility of explaining the situation.

"According to our investigation, the source of this change in the Kingdom of God is an SSS-class monster that looks like a woman. The creatures of the Kingdom of God that attack the east are born from the silver waterfall and are essentially puppets. Their bodies melt after death and transform the environment. They are more capable of fighting in a transformed environment. Fortunately, this is also a kind of pollution and can be dispelled."

To be precise, this is using the pollution from the [Lord of All Things and All Powers] to dispel the pollution from the [Mother of All Stones]... Wait, I can't think about it anymore.

Santo said: "The church can provide support for treatment and purification of pollution. His Royal Highness the Son of God and I will both participate in the battle."

He was referring to the priests who accompanied the troops and the priests who served after the battle. The former were responsible for treating the bloodline during the battle, while the latter were responsible for purifying the battlefield. Together with the bloodline of the church who were responsible for the battle, it can be said that they were sincere.

The only problem is that they can only clean up large battlefields. If the source is filled with enough pollution to contaminate S-class bloodlines, all these priests can retreat before fighting. After all, pollution is...wait, that can't be thought of.

Canaan's thoughts were intermittent all the way, and every time he touched on some dangerous information, the World Tree would suddenly shake in the depths of his consciousness, making him sober up. Simply listening to a briefing was actually more tiring than fighting.

After everyone had expressed their opinions, the descendant sent by the second family finally spoke. He had a pair of beautiful smoky grey eyes, and as a victorious general active on the battlefield, everyone was familiar with his name.

Brainworm Blood Vein Severic.

The second family is different from other families. They do not have a unified surname. Anyone with the bloodline of the brainworm can join. Relying on the special nature of their bloodline, they have established a very strong connection.

Sevich said: "We have sent 316 brainworm bloodlines to serve as commanders. I am the mastermind. Please communicate with me in a timely manner and implement the combat strategy accurately."

Everyone present nodded. No one doubted the command ability of the Brainworm Family. They were natural commanders. The blood of the second family nodded slightly, and Canaan keenly sensed that he was looking at him and Arnold.

"As far as I know, there were members of the Owen family and the Luo family who were training in the Kingdom of the Mother of Ten Thousand Stones at that time. Can you get in touch with them?"

No one here doesn't know the special nature of the Luo family's bloodline. Arnold shook his head openly: "All channels of communication have been blocked."

The silver-haired young man was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Yes."

Everyone looked over. He added, "But it's expensive."

This sentence instantly hit the sensitive nerves of some people, reminding them of the warehouse that had suffered a heavy hemorrhage not long ago. The head of the Owen family coughed nonchalantly, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence.

The next second, she heard the other party say, "His name is profiteer."

"......"

Half of the twelve people were silent.

Canaan seemed not to notice their expressions and continued, "He is different from the people of the Land of Stars. When he was alive, he was a businessman. Until his daughter died, the man who loved his daughter so much made a deal with the devil."

"He promised the devil that if he sold a thousand souls for him, the devil would resurrect his daughter."

The rapid speech made the listeners anxious, and they wanted to pry open the other person's mouth and let him speak clearly in one breath. Even though they knew that now was not the time to listen to nonsense, when the young man's calm voice sounded, everyone couldn't help but listen attentively.

"He completed the contract and sold a thousand souls. He was cursed and burned with scales all over his body and lost his skin. The devil laughed and resurrected his daughter's body, telling him that he needed to sell 10,000 souls for his daughter's soul. He knew it was an unequal transaction, but he couldn't turn back. In order to get his daughter's soul back, the merchant sold his body, voice, appearance, identity... In the end, he became penniless."

"Fury with hatred, he vowed to avenge the devil's deception, so he used his last two things as a bet and started a gamble with the devil called a deal. In the end, he won, resurrected his daughter, and won everything back."

"But this is only an appearance, because..."

In another place, this is a story that is very suitable for children's bedtime fairy tales. The silver-haired young man changed the subject and opened his mouth to continue speaking, but no sound came out.

It was as if someone had pressed the stop button on the music box and switched to the next channel. Another cheerful, humorous voice interrupted, polite and distressed.

"Let me see who is revealing the secrets of businessmen? My big client, my good friend, it is really sad that you are doing this."

The air vibrated, and the black-robed merchant who had appeared in the corner raised his head. The paint flowed on his mask, spreading large patches of sticky scarlet as he spoke. The profiteer bowed to the people present, but his eyes behind the mask were fixed directly on the storyteller.

"As he said, I am happy to provide some paid services to everyone. Whether it is entering the Kingdom of God or providing support, as long as you need it, it is my duty."

“Better think before you buy.”

After he appeared in front of everyone, Canaan's voice came back: "An unscrupulous merchant will not sell fake goods. But if you buy a dragon from him, the transaction may only last until the dragon is handed over to you. Even if it dies from pollution or mutates in the next second, the transaction is considered complete."

"Slander! This is blatant slander! I have always run my business with conscience!" The profiteer pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere, wiped his nonexistent eyes, and said with great sorrow: "You have become bad, Canaan. What made you secretly say bad things about me?"

The blue eyes looked at him: "I don't want this mission to go wrong, especially because of such a small problem."

Canaan emphasized the pronunciation of the second half of the sentence. The profiteer shrugged and turned to the others in a nonchalant manner: "Okay, okay, then everyone, now is the trading time--"

He quickly put the handkerchief back in his pocket and pulled out an ordinary sheepskin notebook, shaking it towards the bloodline members with great sincerity.

"Here is what you want. So, who's going first?"

Without waiting for anyone else to answer, the gray-eyed brain worm bloodline was the first to raise his hand.