Chapter 247 Ymir's Little Moves

"I don't know what special ideas Ymir is instilling into the humans of Yggdrasil. Only we demons are fighting on the front battlefield, and he is doing things behind you..."

Zoroz interrupted her: "Are you talking about the Doomsday Cult?"

Fenrir was a little surprised: "You actually know this. But it's not the Doomsday Cult you see or hear about now. The current members of the Doomsday Cult are all his pawns to attract your attention. We don't know where the real ones are, and we don't know what Ymir cultivates these humans for."

"Then do you know where Ymir is?"

Fenrir shook his head: "Ymir's whereabouts are uncertain, and he rarely tells us his plans. He is always mysterious."

"Is that so... Then why did you tell me all this? If Ymir fails, then you will fail too."

Fenrir shrugged: "Because I don't like Ymir either. To some extent, we are competitors~"

"Yeah." Zonoz nodded in agreement with her. Ymir's whereabouts were erratic. Now in Ada, Ymir used a special method to attack Ada's capital. Fortunately, Diluka helped Ada's capital not fall, but Diluka did not find Ymir.

Fenrir saw that Zonoz was thinking, and immediately used the magic Svati to freeze the tree behind him and smash it.

"That's all I can say. Whether it's valuable to you or not is up to you. I've fulfilled my promise. See you next time!"

Zonoz didn't mean to chase him. He was thinking about the information he had just obtained.

Zonoz suddenly raised his head and muttered, "Whether this information is useful or not, it's right to send it to the boss."

After making the decision, Zonoz hooked his finger at the first Zonoz. The first Zonoz ran two steps and raised his hand, and the two Zonoz merged together. It turned out that the first Zonoz was an entity composed of Zonoz's own energy. After the fusion was completed, Zonoz twisted his neck and looked to the north, where the Doomsday Cult was most rampant - Fluke.

Back in Fluke, the Doomsday Cult has almost disappeared in the city due to the joint strangulation of the local garrison and the Twilight Cult. However, a rally is now underway in a border plain in Fluke, where a group of people are gathered, listening to a person's speech.

The plain is crowded with people everywhere. Men, women, young and old, whether poor or rich, they all come here for one purpose. To find the true savior. And he is waving his arms on the platform.

"Everyone! The end of the world is near! The only ones who can survive the war between the goddess and the demons are the pioneers who opened up the heart sanctuary!"

Ymir put on a warm expression on the platform. Seeing the whispers in the crowd, Ymir continued: "Sign your name in the register that symbolizes the sanctuary! As a guarantee to you, this is a new home where people of all ethnic groups can live and prosper together! By signing it, we have made an agreement, and I will give you permanent residence here!"

"You heard it right! By signing it, you will be eligible to live in this outdoor paradise! There is no war there! There is no oppression, and everyone lives happily!"

Before Ymir finished speaking, an assistant turned on the LCD screen, on which various pictures of the "paradise" were played. The people below shouted loudly, led by a few gangsters.

Deafening cheers rang out on the plains, and Ymir used his magic to make sure that everyone in the audience could hear them. People came from thousands of miles away just to hear this news.

These people were all deceived by the Doomsday Cult. Although the Doomsday Cult has basically disappeared now, the deception they carried out before being wiped out will not disappear.

"Lord Ymir! Please save us! Lord Ymir! Lord Master!"

A tou started shouting again.

Another tou immediately added: "Lord Ymir! Please open a road to the Holy Land for us!"

"Lord Ymir... Lord Master!"

There were more and more questions, but Ymir still had that calm expression, listening carefully to every request of the people. When no one asked, Ymir opened his eyes and smiled.

"Ah, I heard everyone's voices, please rest assured, I will be with you before the end of the world!"

At this time, several people came up carrying a stretcher. There was a girl on the stretcher, the girl was dying, seriously ill, skinny, and probably would not live long.

Ymir walked over slowly, raised her hands high, and a red warm and comfortable glowing ball appeared in her hands. Ymir carefully opened the girl's clothes on her chest, and the red ball that had just formed slowly sank into the girl's chest. After a few seconds, the girl's body was surrounded by a faint color like flames.

It seems that this spherical magic is a healing magic? The people around stared at it with saliva in their mouths as if they were witnessing a miracle.

After a while, the girl who had been lying motionless before moved, and her arm was stretched out tremblingly. The person who played her family members beside her quickly held her hand tightly. The

girl's voice was also heard: "Dad... Dad... Where is this? Am I in hell?"

The man who played the father said with tears in his eyes: "No... No, it was Lord Imir who saved you, and you are still alive now!"

"Is... Is it? Dad... I don't feel as painful as before!"

The girl was helped up, and her eyes gradually became brighter.

The girl looked at the people in the audience and her eyes became more and more determined, and the cheers below became louder and louder.

"Ymir! Ymir! Ymir!"

Ymir's lips slightly lifted up, he was very satisfied with this group of believers.

Ymir raised his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Did you see it? This is a miracle! Everyone, don't doubt it anymore! I repeat it one last time, the end of the world is approaching, in order to escape from the end of the world, please sign your name in the list of the sanctuary..."

Several agents took the lead and walked forward, and Ymir's adjutant opened a beautifully packaged thick book, that book was the list of the sanctuary.

"Please give me your names. If you want to be saved, you must risk your holy souls. In return, you will receive the gift of power from me!"

The people on the plains took their names and wrote them down on the list. Ymir used evil magic to cast spells on their souls, making them wild and manic. When everyone signed, Ymir opened his arms and sprinkled red energy on each participant. Each participant felt the difference in their bodies. They cheered and their voices grew louder and louder until the whole grassland echoed with Ymir's name...