Han Jin gently placed the last bottle on the table, then crossed his legs and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. The vital energy in his body had become thicker and thicker. After absorbing the energy of Dragon City Elder Maxwell and the dragon in the prison had provided him with dragon blood several times, his total vital energy had broken through 500 Xuan. This also meant that he could absorb the energy of an eighth-grade magic crystal! Although he was still far from the Ten Thousand Profound Realm of the Indestructible Golden Body, if he continued to cultivate at this speed, he would be able to reach the pinnacle of transcendence in a few years. If he was lucky enough to kill a dozen or more dragons, the time would be even shorter.
A smile appeared at the corner of Han Jin's mouth. He then slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, concealed his spirit, and entered a state of meditation.
After some time, someone knocked on the door, then Harley's voice came from outside. "Master? Master? "
"Harley, what's the matter?"
"Master, are you free now? Master Amijay wants to see you! "Harley shouted.
Han Jin moved his body slightly, moved to the bedside, and said softly, "Let him in." In fact, he had already seen Amijay during breakfast, but he was eager to absorb the energy of the dragon blood. Although the method of storing dragon blood provided by Yalina was very effective, it could not completely prevent the dissipation of energy. It could only slow down the dissipation of energy. Other things could wait, but the dragon blood could not wait. Therefore, after breakfast, Han Jin asked the mountain warriors to move the big boxes to his room.
Han Jin also understood that Amijay had been on the God of War for a long time. Seeing that he had not come out for a long time, he asked Harley to find him.
Amijay walked in with a smile. The faint smell of blood in the room attracted his attention. Amijay could not help but sniff lightly. His eyes swept across the piled up bottles. Although Han Jin had tried his best to pour out all the dragon blood, there was still some red stuff left on the walls of the bottles.
However, Amijay was a man of propriety. He turned his eyes away and smiled. "Master, I hope I didn't disturb you."
"It's fine. Have a seat." Han Jin pointed at the chair. "What's the matter? Have you used up all the magic scrolls I gave you? "
"How is that possible? I'm already very satisfied with one a day. " Amij said, "Sir, I'm not flattering you. The magic scrolls you made are amazing, really amazing."
"Hehe … Isn't that a compliment?"
"Of course not!" "This … Sir, there are some things that I don't know if I should say …" Amijie said as he sat down on the chair.
"Go ahead." Han Jin smiled. "Judging from your expression, you seem to be under a lot of pressure."
"It's not me who's under a lot of pressure, it's His Holiness." Ai Mijie sighed.
"Jades? What happened? "
"There are two kinds of power in this world. One is the sword in your hand, and the other is money. Haha, my lord, perhaps you think I'm too shallow, but that's what I've always thought." Amij laughed.
"You're not wrong." Han Jin nodded.
"Since we rebuilt the Vatican in the Holy Crown City, many things require money, a lot of money! And these are all provided by you. Logically speaking, we should be grateful to you, but in fact … "
"Go ahead, I won't mind." Han Jin paused for a moment and added, "I'm glad you came to talk to me about this."
"In fact, some cardinals are very dissatisfied with you." Ai Mijie smiled bitterly. "They're not greedy people. The reason is … Before the fall of the Unsetting Sun Mountain, our Vatican had a source of tax, and it was quite rich. But here, we have nothing. The contrast is too great, and some people inevitably feel a sense of loss. No matter what we want to do, we have to ask for your permission, because this is your territory, and the people living here are your people. What's more, we escaped in a hurry, and the things we brought with us were pitiful. Without your support, what can we do? So … a few Cardinal Bishops put forward very sharp opinions. They said that our throats are already in the hands of the human. If this goes on for a little longer, the Holy See can only become your vassal. This is the greatest insult to all believers, and even to the God of Light. How can the spokesperson of God … submit to the feet of a human? "
"Go on." Han Jin said softly.
"Those cardinals proposed to reissue the Order of God's Grace …"
"Order of God's Grace?" Han Jin interrupted.
"You know?" Ai Mijie was stunned.
"Yes."
"This idea is too stupid. They're like a group of spoiled children, always venting their complaints and dissatisfaction at inappropriate times, but never thinking about why or why." Ai Mijie's eyes were full of helplessness. "Unfortunately, I'm too young to be qualified to participate in church affairs. Among the three of us Holy Knight, only Adonis can speak a few words. The Pope only has the support of a few cardinals. Even with Adonis, their voices are still too weak compared to the opposition."
"You mean, even Jeddes can't control the situation?" Han Jin said slowly.
"Yes, but no one knows how long he can control it." Ai Mijie grinned. "I'm afraid … when that day comes, there will be a large-scale bloody conflict."
"Since you can come to me, it means that you already have some ideas, right?"
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Ai Mijie laughed.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Sir, can you carve out a parish for us in the Holy Crown City?" Ai Mijie said while observing Han Jin's expression. "This way, you'll be relieved of a big burden, and the Holy See will also have a sense of security. I think … personally, I think this will be good for both of us."
However, Ai Mijie was disappointed. He observed for a long time, but could not catch the change in Han Jin's mood.
After a long while, Han Jin said softly, "Do you think … I will agree to this request?"
Ai Mijie was stunned. He pondered for a moment and smiled bitterly. "The possibility of agreeing is very small." Although the size of the parish was flexible, the essence of this problem could not be ignored. Han Jin had become the supreme ruler of the Holy Crown City. Carving out a parish meant that Han Jin could no longer control that area. This was undoubtedly a big nail in Han Jin's body. Which king would allow a country within a country to exist?
"Since you know, then there's no need for us to continue this discussion."
"But …" Ai Mijie was still a little unwilling.
"Amijay, I sincerely want to be friends with you, but that doesn't mean that I have to give up my own flesh and blood to please my friends. To be honest, friendships that are built with one-sided sacrifice won't last long." Han Jin smiled. "Moreover, human desires have no limits. I've made a sacrifice today to satisfy you, Jeddes, and all the Cardinals. But soon, some of you will make new demands. The feeling of reaping without sowing is wonderful. What's more, my concession has exposed my cowardice. Do you really think they will be satisfied?!"
"Sir, I can assure you of this …"
"You can't guarantee it!" Han Jin interrupted. "You can control a person's life and death, but can you control a person's desires? Haha … Being able to completely control yourself, even just controlling yourself, is already considered rare and precious. "
Ai Mijie was silent and looked at Han Jin quietly. He did not expect Han Jin's attitude to be so firm.
"If you say that if I insist on not giving in, it is likely to lead to a conflict, then can I understand it this way? The friendship you speak of is just to force me to give in." Han Jin said slowly. "This kind of friendship … can be abandoned!"
"My Lord, I think you've misunderstood me." Ai Mijie smiled bitterly. "We only want a small parish. We don't need a large population. Even if it's just a street, we'll be satisfied."
"Ai Mijie, does Jeddes know that you came to see me?" Han Jin smiled and changed the topic.
"His Holiness doesn't know."
"Why didn't Jeddes come to see me?"
"His Holiness …"
"Because he knows me. He knows that I would never agree!"
"Sir, it's just a small parish. There's no need to be so nervous, right?" Ai Mijie's expression became even more bitter.
"There's no big or small principle. It just depends on whether you can stick to it." Han Jin said softly. "Also, many Cardinals supported Jeddes's coronation ceremony. What about now? Has he become the Pope? "
Amijie heaved a sigh of relief. He knew about this and agreed with Jeddis's decision to keep a low profile. If there was a pope in the Holy Crown City, what position would Han Jin be placed in?
"Ai Mijie, it's not just you who have the right to abandon friendship. I also have the right." Han Jin smiled. "Do you understand what I mean?"
Ai Mijie was speechless. Han Jin's attitude was very sharp. He even hinted that there was a possibility of a complete falling out! Ai Mijie's purpose on board the God of War was to negotiate, not to completely anger Han Jin. Faced with the current deadlock, he could only remain silent.
Han Jin still wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly froze. He immediately stood up. "Ai Mijie, let's talk later. Or you can wait for me for a while."
Ai Mijie saw that Han Jin's expression was not right and hurriedly asked, "Sir, what happened?"
"You can't help me." Han Jin said as he strode towards the door.
Harley was talking loudly on the deck when he suddenly saw Han Jin shoot up from the stairs. He stretched out his hand and Harley's figure instantly disappeared without a trace. Then Han Jin jumped over the side of the ship and fell straight down. When Guevara and Majordomo Gail rushed over in confusion, Han Jin's figure had already disappeared.
* * *
"Sir, this way." A thin middle-aged man in front of them held a torch as he turned back and said.
"Be careful." Shu Man glanced around nervously. He had never thought that an ordinary house would have an underground passage that led directly to the Abyss World. They had been walking for a long time and had changed a few torches, but they still could not see the end.
More than a dozen mountain warriors surrounded Schumann, each of them holding a long sword in their hands. They were personally assigned to Schumann by Han Jin. On one hand, they were to protect Schumann's safety, and on the other hand, they were to assist Schumann in his investigation.
"Sir, don't worry. I have already checked. Those people are not here. Hehe … we can go over and quietly raid their nest!" The thin middle-aged man laughed.
"David, how much longer do we have to walk? Are you sure we didn't go the wrong way? "Schumann asked.
"Wrong way? Sir, you are questioning my professional ability! " The middle-aged man in front shook his head. After walking past a fork in the road, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and carefully touched a dent in the wall of the cave. Then, he turned around and put his index finger in front of his lips, shushing them.
Schumann and the mountain warriors could not help but lower their voices and move forward carefully step by step. The middle-aged man slowly poked his head out and glanced at the fork in the road. He nodded vigorously, then placed the torch in his hand on the ground and stepped on it. The torch was quietly extinguished.
The other mountain warriors followed suit and extinguished their torches one by one. The world quickly fell into darkness. At this moment, a sharp whistling sound rang out, mixed with people's screams, groans, and the sound of flesh colliding. Although Schumann's strength was very weak, he could sense that someone was constantly rushing around him. However, he did not dare to move. Without the light, he lost his vision and did not know where to move.
After a few minutes, the surroundings became quiet. Schumann tentatively stretched out his hand and drew a half circle around him, but he did not feel anything. He did not dare to speak loudly as he was shocked and afraid.
With a whoosh, something in front of him lit up. David lit the torch again. Seeing David again, Schumann could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Then, his face suddenly stiffened. At his feet, there were more than ten mountain warriors' corpses. In the few minutes of chaos just now, the mountain warriors were all killed!
If Schumann did not have a certain level of psychological quality, he would have screamed out loud. To him, this kind of scene was really too terrifying.
David held the torch in his right hand and looked at Schumann with a smile. Schumann's strength was not much, but his mind was very agile. This was also the reason why he was valued by Han Jin. "David! You … you betrayed me?! "Schumann finally could not hold it in and let out an angry roar.
David only smiled and did not answer.
Cough cough … A few coughs came from behind. Schumann turned around bit by bit and saw a white-haired old man squatting in front of the mountain warrior's corpse, carefully observing something. Then, a dagger appeared in his hand and he gently stabbed it into the back of a mountain warrior's ear. Then, he slashed it down and flicked it up. The dagger drew a line of blood on the corpse's neck and connected the ears. Then, he took out a bottle of medicine and sprinkled it on the blood.
Schumann did not know what the old man was doing. He held his breath and observed, but his legs also trembled slightly at the same time.
The old man took out another piece of black cloth and covered the mountain warrior's face. After waiting for a moment, he suddenly pulled with force, and a scalp-numbing tearing sound rang out. The mountain warrior's face had already become a bloody mess, and his entire face had disappeared without a trace. Then, the old man shook off the black cloth, and it turned out that the missing face was tightly attached to the black cloth.
Schumann couldn't help but howl like a pig being slaughtered. He even almost peed in his pants. Brain was brain, experience was experience. Since he was young, he had seen some cruel killing scenes, but today was the first time he had seen a person's face being peeled off alive.
"David …" Schumann screamed. It was unknown whether he was condemning his friend or pleading for something.
"I am not David." The middle-aged man stretched his finger behind his ear and moved it a few times. Then, he grabbed a piece of skin and flung it forward. A lifelike mask fell from his face.
That was indeed not David. On the hazy cheeks, there was a pair of eyes that were not much bigger than soybeans. It was said that the smaller the eyes, the more spirited they were. But if they were too small, it would inevitably give people a vicious feeling. Moreover, his lips were very thin, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth were full of ridicule.
"You …" Schumann stretched out his trembling hand. He finally understood that David did not betray him. But in the process of tracking and investigating, he was discovered and tragically killed!
"Lord Schumann, we should have a good talk, shouldn't we?" The person who impersonated David said coldly.
Schumann turned his head abruptly and desperately fled in the direction he came from. In comparison, he felt that the white-haired old man was easier to deal with.
At this moment, Schumann had already unleashed all his potential. In a few steps, he rushed in front of the old man and shouted, "Get out of my way!" Then, he swung his fist at the old man's head.
The old man slowly turned his body sideways and returned a punch to Schumann. Schumann's fist was only a few feet away from the old man, but the old man had already hit Schumann's heart. Schumann suddenly hit the stone wall beside him. Large beads of cold sweat appeared on his head. His body also shrank down little by little. He opened his mouth wide as if he was desperately trying to breathe, like a dying fish.
"Want to run? Haha … "The person who impersonated David slowly walked over and stood side by side with the old man." Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. I will ask you a few questions. As long as you can answer truthfully, I will not hurt you. "
"What … do … you want to know?" Schumann squeezed a few words from his throat with difficulty.
"It's very simple. Just some trivial things." The person who impersonated David said, "What do you usually like to eat for breakfast?"
Schumann seemed to have woken up from a dream. He realized that before David was killed, he must have answered similar questions. That was why he could not discover that David was an impersonator! Thinking of this, Schumann knew that he could not escape death. His heart strangely calmed down. Then, he viciously spat a mouthful of saliva at the other party.
"This is not good." The person who impersonated David casually waved his torch and blocked Schumann's saliva. "I advise you to cooperate with us obediently."
You want to pretend to be me to deceive others? Dream on! Schumann had already made up his mind. His face suddenly showed a joyful expression. His gaze fell behind the two people.
The two mysterious people turned their heads at the same time. Schumann suddenly jumped up and slammed his head against the stone wall.
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