When Hachimu heard Xiao Nan's words, his eyes trembled obviously. Although it was a fair trade, his branch city had become dependent on the caravan alliance for supplies. If there was no way to buy them from him, tens of thousands of citizens of his Yijinhuoluo Banner branch city would flee to other branch cities.

By then, the Yijinhuoluo Banner branch city will exist in name only.

Ha Chimu only now realized the importance of those words Zhang Mu had mentioned to him. The true face of this group of people has been slowly revealed as the capital competition approaches. Not only in terms of supplies, but also in terms of control over the beliefs of ordinary people, it is enough to subvert the rule of the Eight Riders.

Moreover, among the Eight Riders now, even a neutral person like Xiao Nan has moved closer to them. It is conceivable how many other cavalry leaders can still stick to their original intentions. It is possible that the entire Eight Riders have been hollowed out, but Ha Chimu just doesn't know it.

At this time, Zhang Mu, who had been standing aside without saying anything, stood up and patted Ha Chimu on the shoulder to reassure him.

Only then did Ha Chimu think of his identity as the brother of Zhang Mu. He was also an agent merchant of Jiyuan. He could definitely do what the Caravan Alliance could do. His mind instantly stabilized.

At this time, Xiao Nan also set his sights on Zhang Mu who stood up, and said nonchalantly, "You are the fake messenger of God."

Xiao Nan did not lower his voice when he said this, as if he did it on purpose, which immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"What? He is the one who offended the will of the gods? He actually dared to pretend to be the messenger of God. He should be killed! Kill him! Burn him!"

"Yes, burn them all!"

This was an emotional scene, with some of the elderly people looking at Zhang Mu with pleading eyes.

"Please, leave us and don't anger the gods. I beg you, an old woman, to leave us and leave a way for us poor people to live."

Some of the begging people even knelt down in the direction of Zhang Mu and the others, muttering something to beg them to leave.

This kind of pleading voice is more cruel than angry shouts, like a cold knife stabbing into your heart. These ordinary old people who look powerless are actually the most brainwashed.

If Zhang Mu was not an evolver, the consequence of being driven out of the capital would be

One day, they will be eaten by beasts, but no one will care when they beg.

It really is the target of public criticism!

If Zhang Mu wasn't strong enough, he would have been forced to death by this group of people.

This kind of soft knife is the most terrifying.

Human hearts are selfish.

Under the guidance of some people, the voices of the crowd soon rang out. Everyone looked at Zhang Mu with eyes filled with anger, blaming Zhang Mu for bringing disaster to them. If the gods got angry and no longer provided them with food, they would be the ones to suffer.

On one side were angry shouts, and on the other side were desperate pleas. Yuan Rui had obviously never seen such a scene before, and was at a loss for words, especially the pleas of dozens of old people, which made her feel that she had done something wrong. She was instantly confused and moved closer to Zhang Mu in a panic.

Zhang Mu stretched out his left hand and held Yuan Rui's hand tightly. His eyes were so firm that Yuan Rui felt at ease.

After Yuan Rui calmed down, the noise from that group of ordinary people became more and more uniform, and more and more confident.

But the strange thing is that no one really dared to go up.

No matter how excited the crowd was, no one dared to rush out and burn Zhang Mu and the others at the stake. Zhang Mu just took on all their attacks with ease, which was seen by everyone present.

Therefore, only condemnation from a moral high ground is allowed. No one dares to step forward. What Zhang Mu showed was much more mysterious than Ha Akagi's pure force, so mysterious that one would unconsciously feel fear.

Zhang Mu had already thought of a way to break the impasse. He sneered at Xiao Nan, who was watching the show from the sidelines, and faced the crowd. The sound of his additional mental power instantly drowned out all their combined power.

"What you want is the blessing of the gods? You say I'm pretending to be a messenger of God?"

Zhang Mu finally spoke, and his voice shocked everyone's mind, making them quiet down all of a sudden.

But the person hiding in the crowd would not let him succeed so easily, and he said something out of nowhere.

"If anyone says one more word to this person, it would be disrespectful to the gods. How can we let him go?"

Just when the crowd was about to be led away again, Zhang Mu snorted coldly and shocked everyone again.

His goal has been achieved.

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What we are looking for is the person who is fanning the flames among the crowd. Normal ordinary evolvers and first-level evolvers have no way to get out of the shock of their own mental power in such a short time.

Only a second-level evolver can do this.

A second-level evolver was hiding among a group of ordinary people. No need to think too much about what he wanted to do, because he was despicable. The next second, Zhang Mu appeared in the crowd at full speed. The air wave generated by his running instantly pushed away the people around him and found the person hiding in the crowd. He was a short man about 1.6 meters tall, looking at Zhang Mu evasively, as if he wanted to squeeze into the crowd again.

However, Zhang Mu had already locked onto him, so how could he give him a chance to hide? He walked straight towards him.

After discovering that Zhang Mu's target was him, the man simply stopped hiding and screamed heartbreakingly, "This fake messenger of God is going to kill people in front of the temple to silence them. He is blaspheming the gods!"

No matter how strange Zhang Mu's power was, the crowd realized that they were now at the gate of the temple, and Zhang Mu was going to kill someone. Zhang Mu now looked nothing special, just an ordinary young man in his early twenties. Provoked by this little guy, many middle-aged men looked fiercely at Zhang Mu and pressed forward.

However, Zhang Mu just raised his right hand, and the shiny black Epoch Merchant Ring on his ring finger frightened the people who had gathered around him so much that they dared not move.

He is truly a messenger of God!

The obsidian dagger slipped out from Zhang Mu's sleeve, and he held it in his backhand. In an instant, he appeared in front of the little man and said softly, "A second-level evolver who is still living like a mouse. What a waste."

When Zhang Mu approached, the little guy was not going to endure it anymore. He just sneered and activated his ability.

It just happened to be delivered to my doorstep. If I kill him, I should be able to get more rewards.

What surprised Zhang Mu a little was that this man's ability was actually related to the dagger. From a corner that Zhang Mu could not see, the little man held the dagger in his left hand and accurately met the attack trajectory of Zhang Mu's obsidian dagger.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

Being promoted to the second-level evolver at this point in time shows that he is quite capable.

Then let me play with you.

My obsidian dagger hasn't drunk human blood for a long time.

It just so happens that it has started to think about it.

(End of this chapter)