This time, Noynes didn't even care about saving face; it was tantamount to openly selling out his men to Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng said in a deep voice, "This guy used alchemical synthetic beasts to kill and suck blood in the western district of St. Brand. I heard that you were the one who ordered it?"
Noynes glared at the black-robed mage, blaming him for bringing Yang Cheng into this mess.
Noynes said with a forced smile, "It was my instruction. I have no choice but to do things for money. If I have offended you in any way, I will stop immediately and guarantee that I will never send anyone to the ground again."
Yang Cheng and Morton exchanged a glance, surprised that Noynes was also doing things for money.
They had initially thought that Noynes was practicing some kind of dark magic and therefore needed a lot of blood, and Yang Cheng was even planning to give Noynes a good talking-to.
"What exactly happened? Who actually has the ability to pay you, the chairman of the Black Magic Association?"
Noynes sighed, "So what if I'm the Speaker? The Alchemist's Guild needs money to develop, and so does our Dark Magic Council."
The black magician needs just as much money as the alchemist. This task isn't difficult, but it pays a lot.
If the blood of an adult were worth a thousand gold kal, we would certainly be tempted.
However, the other party's requirements are somewhat high; they must be adults with strong blood and energy.
I originally wanted to use the slaves from the dungeon to make up the numbers, but that didn't work because they required that the blood be completely uncontaminated and the bodies be healthy. They also complained that the environment in the dungeon was too harsh, so I sent people to hunt them in the western district.
Although the task is a bit demanding and troublesome, the money is there, so we're definitely willing to take it.
Now that Lord Yang has intervened, I guarantee I will never send anyone to St. Brand again.
"Do you know who commissioned this task?"
Noynes shook his head and said, "I don't know, did Wood introduce this person to me for this mission?"
"'Demigod' Wood? When did you two become so close?"
Noynes chuckled, "It's not that we're close, it's that he needs my protection right now."
As he spoke, Noynes told Yang Cheng about the current situation in the underground city.
The incident involving the cherubim, the god of wisdom, had a significant impact on the entire dungeon, especially on Wood.
The departure of Cherubim weakened Wood's power by 90%, and many factions in the East began to rebel, wanting to replace Wood as the King of the West.
Fortunately, Wood had treated his men well before, so even though he was now severely weakened, few of his men left him; instead, they remained loyal to him.
In addition to Wood's previous stockpiles of trump cards, they were able to barely withstand the endless rebellions in the West End.
However, it is a fact that his own strength has greatly declined. In a place like the dungeon where strength is paramount, without strength, everything is just empty talk.
Wood was on the verge of collapse and had no choice but to ask his old rival, Noynes, for help.
This task was given to Noynes by Wood, with a generous reward, in exchange for Noynes sending some dark mages into the West End to help him stabilize the situation.
Therefore, all the blood obtained by Noynes has to be transferred to Wood, who then passes it on to the person who commissioned the mission.
Yang Cheng and Morton exchanged a glance, and could roughly guess who was behind this.
The investigation, which traces clues from the surface to the underground and then back to the surface, must have been a task assigned by some powerful figure in the central area of St. Brand.
When the nobles and wealthy people of St. Brand need some illicit business opportunities, they often come to the people of the dungeon for help.
But isn't it too extravagant to seek out someone of Woodnoyne's caliber just for some blood?
Without delay, the two warned Noyce to stop causing trouble and then headed to the West District.
Watching Yang Cheng's departing figure, Noynes wiped the cold sweat from his brow.
Wood entrusted him with the task, but he betrayed Wood, which was rather unethical.
However, he dared not clash with Yang Cheng again, so he had no choice but to sacrifice Wood.
Meanwhile, the West District was in chaos, with some forces that had previously submitted to Wood rebelling and even joining forces to attack Wood's palace.
Superhumans, monsters, dark magicians, and all sorts of bizarre creatures—thousands of them were involved in the siege.
Wood's remaining men number only a few hundred, including dozens of dark mages who were sent by Noynes.
This amount of firepower couldn't last long, and Wood was already in despair.
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