I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 502: The invisible sword bone (2)

Translator: 549690339

if no one stops all of this, similar tragedies will repeat themselves.

Thinking of this .

Roger sighed in his heart.

Actually, the wisest thing he could do right now was to return to clear spring sect.

After that, he would gather a force that belonged to him.

Then, he started to gather information like crazy.

Before finding out the weaknesses of the blood of ten thousand filth and the others, they would have to mediate.

It would be best to invite the sea serpent Queen to help.

Until the time was right.

Then, they would start to eliminate the ancient evil creatures .

This time.

He didn’t want to continue being so ‘rational’!

He used to be cautious, calm, and unmoving like a mountain.

That was because they were weak and unknown.

However, now that his strength had soared, if he were to treasure his body too much, what difference would he be from a coward? He had worked hard to get a good set of skills.

It was not used as a decoration!

With this thought .

Roger decisively accepted the ” demon-slaying mission “!

“Obliterate the path of the ancient evil beings.”

“Let’s start from Lotus city!”

The battle intent in his eyes gradually boiled.

At the edge of the square.

The people were all silent.

It could be seen.

They still had some respect for the people from the City Hall.

However, the blood sanctum’s disciples who had red cloth tied to their arms didn’t care about this!

They clamored for the City Hall to open the non-existent backup granary and madly crashed into the doors and windows of nearby buildings.

At the same time, they were smashing, snatching, and burning.

The core members of the blood worshippers would also throw out some bread from time to time.

The black bread was the main reason why the people had spontaneously followed him.

Most of the people did not really want to associate themselves with the blood worshippers.

However, those who picked up the bread would often be taken into the crowd of cultists.

Under the stimulation of the environment.

They would often involuntarily follow suit in smashing, snatching, and burning!

For a moment.

The officials who were hiding in the house could no longer distinguish between the real blood worshippers and the ordinary people outside.

It was a good thing that they had sealed the gate firmly.

The blood sanctum’s followers tried for a while but failed.

However, once the clamoring mood spread …

It was a little out of control.

After a while.

The crowd quieted down.

A blood worshiper who seemed to have some prestige stood at the foot of a stone statue in the middle of the square and shouted,

“They were the ones who stole your food!”

the rulers of this city are hiding in their own homes and enjoying good food. They have a backup granary, and they can even eat fruit and beef!

“And you? You can only watch your parents, children, wives, or husbands starve to death!” “This is not fair!”

“But what can you do?” you can only be trampled under their feet and die silently without any dignity!

I know that some of you still remember their hypocritical kindness in the past, but all of that is fake. Otherwise, when the disaster happens Why didn’t the city Lord take the lead?

Why did the Archmage escape alone?

What about the Knights of glory who claimed to protect the city?

It was all fake!

It was all fake!

Only the blood of ten thousand filth was the most real.

He gave us bread that can fill our stomachs.

Clothes that could cover the body.

He allowed us to live!

As long as you chant his honorific name with me … He will give more bread!”

The man said as he waved his hands.

However, at this moment.

A shrill voice sounded, ‘ “You’re a liar!”

“Your bread is poisonous!”

“My son ate your bread and turned into a monster. I saw it with my own eyes!”

The surroundings instantly fell silent.

He saw a thin figure crawling over from the ground.

It was an old woman with a face full of wrinkles.

She seemed to have had both her legs broken, and she had actually crawled out of the crowd with her hands!

“It’s him!”

“He was the one who threw the cursed bread at my son!” I went to look for him, but he broke my legs .

The old lady mournfully accused the speaker of his crimes.

The crowd was noisy.

The people who had picked up the bread looked uneasy. Because they had already swallowed everything!

“Chase her away!”

The speaker said angrily,

“She’s lying!” the bread given by God will never have any curse …

Two blood worshippers immediately stepped forward.

They walked towards the old woman with lightning speed.

The two of them passed by.

Everyone subconsciously made way for him.

The people in the city Hall had also noticed what was happening outside.

However, they could not do anything.

He could only silently watch the two villainous men walk towards the helpless old man through the crack of the door.

slandering the glory of God.

“Die!”

One of the blood worshippers grabbed the old man’s hair fanatically.

Then, he suddenly raised his fist.

With a Whoosh!

Before the fist landed .

His entire body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string!

After knocking down more than ten people along the way.

The body of the blood worshipper fell to the ground.

Everyone focused their eyes.

Beside the old lady.

There was an additional young man in a white shirt and black pants.

His voice was steady and powerful. There was a natural sense of believability.

“You want to silence me?”

what a coincidence. I also have a friend who became a monster after eating your bread.

“I’m here today to ask for an explanation from you blood worshippers.”

He said.

Roger glanced at the data bar.

[record: you used ‘mountain-splitting fist’ to kill 1 blood worshipper..]

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