Chapter 500 - 500: The infighting of the ancient evil fear.4

Chapter 500: The infighting of the ancient evil fear.4

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The three people below all revealed puzzled expressions.

what I need now is time. Although Roger might not really stop the war with us, it’s good to delay him for a while! “Compared to time, everything else is just a small profit!”

“What’s the harm in giving it to him?”

The blood of ten thousand filth said calmly,

this is why I still wanted to sign a contract with him even though I knew he was lying to me. this contract states that we will not invade each other for 100 years.

“I’m guessing ...”

“Even one year would be insufficient!” but a year’s time is enough for me to wait for my fourth clone to form!

The three of them trembled.

But very quickly.

They all complimented,

“Your Excellency is wise!”

On the throne, the blood of ten thousand filth squinted its eyes smugly.

But the next second.

A man in a blood-red robe stumbled in from outside.

“God!” the Cathedral in the North of Lotus city has fallen! “A martial artist with a stick is charging in!”

The voice fell.

The hall of filth instantly fell silent.

“Are you sure you’re a martial artist?”

The blood of ten thousand filth glanced at the contract in its hand, and its tone was filled with anger.

But very quickly.

He calmed down.

the contract has no reaction.

“I don’t think it’s Roger.”

“What did that martial artist look like?”

He asked.

The long-robed man quickly lowered his head and reported,

“That’s a furry houndhead man!”

“Furry? Dog-headed people?”

The blood of ten thousand filth frowned and fell into deep thought.

In his memory.

There were no dog-headed martial artists on this planet ...

The next second.

He took out two pieces of “all-purpose ointment” from his Tinder bag and threw them over.

“Thank you,” she said.

“I’ll be careful.

The voice fell.

The guard looked up in a daze.

Roger’s figure had already disappeared from the long Street leading into Lotus city.

A moment later.

Roger was walking alone in a dirty and messy alley near the business district.

At the end of the alley, there were a few children playing.

When Roger passed by.

The children were taken away by the women who suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

They were very careful.

He didn’t even dare to look at Roger.

They passed through the alley.

It was a square with a wide view.

On the square.

Roger saw a few idle people gathered in front of a tent and discussing something mysteriously.

Not far away.

A few vagrants were lying on chairs facing the sun, motionless.

And at the back of the sun.

A thief was approaching a muscular merchant on tiptoe.

Almost all the shops near the square were closed.

This place was supposed to be the most prosperous part of the city.

But now, it seemed to be sparsely populated.

Roger observed some details calmly.

After a while.

Someone from the South suddenly shouted, the blood worshippers are attacking the City Hall!

“Everyone, go and grab the bread!”

Just as he finished speaking.

Even the despondent roamers got up from their chairs.

He hurriedly ran towards the South.

Roger also followed him.