Chapter 293
Near Yanlong Fort, there is a branch of Shangshen Sect.
"Your Excellency, the Flame Dragon Castle has sent another envoy, hoping to have further talks..."
Lao Mo sat upright in the chair with his eyes closed, looking mysterious.
"Let him in."
"yes!"
The messenger hurried out of the room. Outside the room was the land occupied by their branch of the Shangshen Sect.
In order to facilitate the collection of underground fire stones, their territory has expanded to several thousand meters away - of course, Lao Mo is very sensible and did not expand in the direction of Yanlong Castle.
However, most of the gang members living around Yanlong Fort have been absorbed into the branch of Shangshen Sect.
There are now more than 20,000 believers living here, some of whom are even low-level people who escaped from Yanlong Castle.
If it weren't for the recent hibernation of the Fire Dragon, coupled with the support of Lord God and other employees in the trading area, it would be impossible to provide drinking water for so many people!
Lao Mo was also very tired. If it weren't for the physical potion given to him by the Lord God, which made his body much stronger, he would have collapsed long ago.
The large-scale expansion of their church finally attracted the attention of Yanlong Castle.
More than 20,000 people are not many compared to the one million people in the fortress, but a religious organization that has established a certain scale is extremely dangerous.
Yanlong Fort immediately sent people over, originally intending to wipe them out directly, but the strength displayed by the Shangshen Cult made them wary.
These more than 20,000 followers of the Shangshen Sect may have been scattered in the past, and no one was willing to sacrifice for others. They initially joined the Shangshen Sect just for a drink of water and a bite of food.
However, when the Shangshen Religion truly fulfilled everything described in its purpose and doctrine as it preached, and even better and more strictly than they had imagined, the cohesion generated was beyond imagination.
These believers may not truly believe in the God of Commerce, but they definitely trust their priests and the Son of God!
They believe that only the priests and the Son of God can lead them to survive in this wasteland!
Moreover, you should live uprightly and live like a real person!
Anyone who wants to destroy all of this is their enemy, and anyone who wants to harm the priests and the Holy Son must first step over their corpses!
When the soldiers of Yanlong Fort faced such an army with condensed souls, they were immediately defeated.
After all, Yanlong Castle only sent out a team of less than 5,000 people. Although they were basically people with special abilities, there were also people with special abilities among the Shangshen Sect.
They have survived by struggling in the wasteland. When they start to risk their lives, the power they unleash is astonishing.
On the contrary, although the soldiers of the fortress have rich experience in fighting against strange beasts, they have rarely fought against humans. At the same time, they are not as reckless as the believers of the Shangshen Cult.
So it quickly failed miserably.
Fortunately, Lao Mo stopped it in time and did not kill all the soldiers, which created room for easing the situation later.
A few days later, Yanlong Castle sent envoys to negotiate.
They offered a generous reward. As long as they disbanded this branch of the Shangshen Sect, Lao Mo and Gan Lin would be able to enter the fortress and enjoy a comfortable life.
And these more than 20,000 believers will be recruited by the fortress, and they have also promised not to do anything to these believers.
To be honest, this is a huge temptation for Lao Mo and Gan Lin.
Hadn't they originally raised the banner of the Shangshen Sect just to protect themselves? Now that the Shangshen Sect's flames were burning more and more fiercely, their lives weren't getting any better.
Apart from having good food, I was worried and nervous every day and couldn't even sleep well.
However, Lao Mo was also sober enough.
Indeed, if one could enter Yanlong Fort and develop those millions of people into customers, one could definitely create enormous wealth.
But if he disbanded the branch sect at this time, it would be like a tiger pulling out its own claws and fangs, and it would have no choice but to surrender. What awaited him and Gan Lin would definitely not be a smooth road.
Therefore, even though the psychological pressure was almost beyond his tolerance, Lao Mo still rejected the messenger of God.
His decision also brought relief to the believers, and the morale of the church was once again high.
These mere twenty thousand people truly mustered the courage to resist Flame Dragon Fort...
Lao Mo didn't know what to say.
To be honest, although he won the first battle, he had no confidence in the subsequent battles.
That was a fortress with a population of several million. Although it was built in an area where fire dragons were active, it still stood firm for so many years.
After becoming a church leader, Lao Mo realized more clearly how powerful the fortress was.
With a population of several million, the daily supplies needed are enormous. How does Yanlong Fort afford such a huge consumption of food and water resources?
Is there someone in Yanlong Castle who possesses power similar to that of the God of Commerce?
Just thinking about it, Lao Mo felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that the power of Yanlong Castle was unmatched.
So when facing the envoy from Yanlong Fort, he was also polite, and his refusal was relatively tactful, and he expressed his intention to avoid the matter.
He wanted to take these believers away. As long as they left the territory of Yanlong Castle, the fortress should let them go, right?
As for the direction of escape, he had also thought about it.
At the employee forum, he met "Changqing" from Huangcheng Home - it was obvious at first glance that he was an old guy like him.
They added each other as friends and often communicated privately.
He also heard about the completion of the "Desolate City-Giant Peak-Linhai" home. He was amazed and wanted to join it.
Although he didn't know where the Desolate City and Jufeng Mountain were, he had heard of Linhai Town and knew the general direction.
But after all, he had to migrate with more than 20,000 people, and the difficulties and obstacles he would encounter along the way could be imagined, so he was a little hesitant.
Plus...
"When will the Lord God's Messenger come?" Gan Lin said anxiously in the room.
"Don't worry."
Lao Mo opened his eyes. Although he was also very panicked, he had been a charlatan for a long time and had developed the ability to remain calm and steady in the face of any situation.
No matter what, you have to keep the style.
"Since the Lord God's Messenger has not yet arrived, it means that the time has not yet come." Lao Mo said calmly, "When the time is ripe, it will naturally come."
About ten minutes later, the messenger came in again to report.
"Your Excellency the Priest, the envoys from Flame Dragon Castle have arrived and have been asked to wait at the altar."
"Um."
During the last negotiation, Lao Mo did not meet with the envoy privately, and he did not do so this time either.
Although the rapid development of this branch often gave him a headache, his feelings for it were actually deeper than anyone else.
He would rather take his believers away than compromise with Yanlong Castle.
Of course, there is another point -
Under the watchful eyes of the public, his and Gan Lin's safety is more guaranteed.
Lao Mo put on a cloak, holding a flying sickle engraved with inscriptions in his hand, and walked out of the sanctuary calmly with Gan Lin.
When they were surrounded by believers and came to the altar, six strange men and women with their hands tied were already waiting in the square.
Obviously, they were the envoys sent by Yanlong Castle to negotiate.
"Are you the priest of the Shangshen Cult?"
When the middle-aged man in the lead looked over, Lao Mo had a bad feeling in his heart.
He did not move forward, but subconsciously pushed Gan Lin away from him.
The next moment, several metal daggers condensed in mid-air and flew towards Lao Mo!
In front of Lao Mo, a wall of earth rose from the ground in time, but the wall did not stop the dagger from moving forward.
These metal daggers went straight through the wall. Although Lao Mo dodged, he was still pierced by one of them.
He collapsed to the ground, covering his wound.
"grandfather!"
"Master Priest!"
Gan Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and the guards surrounding them, some hurried to support Lao Mo, while others rushed towards the six men and women.
"Grandpa! Are you okay?"
Gan Lin supported Lao Mo, and with trembling hands he took out a bottle of primary healing potion from his pocket and was about to feed it to him.
In the end, Lao Mo pushed him away, shook his head and said, "Go! Leave me alone, the farther away the better!"
Obviously, the people of Yanlong Fort had lost their patience, and the last time they met with the envoy, they understood who the real leader of this branch of the Shangshen Sect was.
So, they took decapitation action!
Lao Mo secretly hated himself. He shouldn't have lost his caution and brought Gan Lin with him...
It doesn’t matter if he, an old man, dies, but Gan Lin must live!
"Take the Holy Son away!"
Seeing that Gan Lin was unwilling to escape alone, Lao Mo had to give orders to others.
The guards of the Shangshen Sect had already started fighting with the six men and women, but the team of psychics sent by Yanlong Castle this time was obviously much higher level than them.
Clearly, all their weapons and equipment had been confiscated and their hands and feet had been tied before they were brought here, but this did not affect their combat effectiveness at all!
"The God of Commerce? A priest? It seems that's all he has."
Before the guards could take Gan Lin away, a faint mocking voice reached their ears.
Lao Mo was stunned. He covered his wound and raised his head with difficulty, and saw a figure appear beside them at some point.
None of the guards noticed how he got here!
Looking at this powerful psychic, Lao Mo couldn't help but feel despair. The thing he was most worried about had finally happened...
Are they destined to die here today?
Just when Lao Mo wanted to beg them to let Gan Lin go, the system prompt suddenly came to mind.
Someone sent him a private message, the sender was: Mysterious businessman - Yin Guang.
Lao Mo was stunned and quickly checked the information.
[Mysterious Merchant-Silver Light: Here I Come]
[Mysterious Merchant - Silver Light: Deduct 1, indicating that you will give me all the territories under your name]
Lao Mo's eyes turned red instantly.
At the same time, he also knew that this was an opportunity!
So after deducting 1, he suddenly used the flying sickle to chop at the leisurely psychic. When he frowned and retreated, Lao Mo quickly took out the primary healing potion and took a sip.
Then he stood up, endured the great pain and walked up to the altar step by step, opened his arms and shouted to the sky: "Great God of Commerce, I am willing to give all my territory to you!"
"Please grant us a miracle to protect your loyal believers and save them from death at the hands of the enemy!"
There was a loudspeaker installed on the platform, so everyone heard his shout.
Below the platform, the believers' eyes turned red as they fought desperately with the psychics from Yanlong Castle, while the expressions of the six psychics became increasingly cold.
The psychic who had just mocked Lao Mo also appeared on the platform again.
"It's indeed a cult! Organizations like this should be eradicated as soon as possible!"
He said this coldly, raising the gun in his hand and pointing it at Lao Mo's head.
"don't want!"
Gan Lin and his followers rushed to the platform frantically, but their speed was too slow to catch up. As a result—
Just as that person pressed the button of his gun, all the psychics from Yanlong Castle suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The bullet fired by that person was about to hit Lao Mo, but it hovered in the air under the gaze of everyone.
At the same time, two masked men wearing black cloaks appeared out of thin air on the platform.
The cloaked man wearing a black mask simply reached out and grabbed the bullet in his hand.
The figure wearing the silver mask appeared in front of Lao Mo.
Amidst Lao Mo's stunned gaze, a warm and gentle young voice rang out.
"It's okay."
He raised his hand to Lao Mo and said, "The God of Commerce will protect you."
A bright and soft light emerged from his palm, enveloping Lao Mo, making him feel extremely warm, and all the pain and fatigue disappeared.
When the light faded, Lao Mo's wound, which had been bleeding profusely, had healed.
He got up from the ground in disbelief and touched his wound.
"I-I'm okay?"
Below the platform, Gan Lin was the first to react. He stopped rushing up and knelt down on the spot.
"Thank you, Lord God's Messenger, for coming! Thank you, God of Commerce, for sending down your miracle and protecting us!"
The believers who were fighting suddenly lost their opponents and were actually quite confused.
After seeing Gan Lin bowing, he subconsciously put down his weapon, bowed to the ground, and shouted towards the platform like Gan Lin.
There were also believers rushing over and kneeling down one by one.
The cloaked man wearing a silver mask slowly flew into the air. He lowered his head slightly, then raised his hand again.
"Your bravery and loyalty deserve to be rewarded."
"The God of Commerce will protect you."
Light once again shone from his palm, covering the entire altar.
The believers bathed in this sacred light and felt comfortable at first, but soon they discovered that the injuries they suffered in the battle with the psychics were actually healing!
So, did the God of Commerce really send an envoy to the human world?!
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