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Chapter 25: You Went to the Wrong Temple Gate, Boy (Please Read)

Tokyo Bay.

Julian Augustus was taking the Yakumo family members on board the yacht. The cargo ship he brought was filled with blacks and could not dock, so it could only float on the high seas. The sacrificial ceremony to Gorgon would also be performed on the ship.

The Yakumo family originally wanted to hold the ceremony on their side first, but Julian insisted that the ceremony must be held for him first. He wanted to see the effect of the ceremony before deciding whether to continue cooperation.

This request left the Yakumo family confused?

If you want to see the effect, shouldn't we first offer sacrifice to Okuninushi to show the effect? ​​Your request seems like we are using you as an experiment!

However, this request is hard to refuse.

If the sacrifice is successful, then everyone will be happy. If it fails, then there is no need to hold it and you can make fewer mistakes. Why take a detour?

After arriving on the high seas on a yacht and seeing the 100,000-ton cargo ship, Yakumo Zaemon asked with a twitching eye: "Mr. Julian, you said you brought a boatload of people, could it be this ship?"

A cargo ship of 100,000 tons can carry at least tens of thousands of people, if life and death are not taken into consideration. If so many people were to be used for sacrifice, it would take at least a day and a night just to slit their throats and drain their blood one by one. This would be exhausting!
Julian smiled and said modestly, "This ship looks big, but it doesn't hold that many people. There are only 10000 people."

This is pure locational advantage. If the Yakumo family is determined to gather sacrifices on their own, the most they can do is buy a group of people from South Asia, one or two hundred people at most.

But it is simple in Greece. The Mediterranean Sea is filled with illegal immigrants boats every day, and no one knows how many illegal immigrants drown in the Mediterranean Sea every day.

With the golden signboard of Poseidon Shipping, he could just arrange a few diehard fans to play the role of snakeheads and drive the ship over to load the people. This would be easier than transporting black slaves in the past.

You have to have the capital to transport slaves. You have to buy them from the black chieftains. If you can't buy them, you have to bring people to catch them. Helping people smuggle is for money. They bring their own money and food to your door. This kind of good thing is rare in the world. This time, Julian pulled 10000 people as sacrifices, and his men received several million euros in extra money. Everyone is happy!
Entering the cabin, a marble Greek altar came into view1. There were several marble columns around the altar. The style of this altar was modeled after the Olympic flame altar, using a circular design instead of a regular square. It was obvious that Julian did not intend to eat the sacrifice himself.

The black people who were knocked unconscious by the hypnotic gas were pulled to the altar in batches on carts, and the elderly Yakumo Zaemon began the sacrificial ceremony without stopping.

Fortunately, there was the ritual of Yamada Kiyomizu's worship of Gorgon as a foundation. Although Yakumo Zaemon knew nothing about Greek sacrificial rituals, he was still able to imitate it.

The circular concave altar gathered the blood of the sacrifices. The sacrifices were hung upside down one by one to shed their last drop of blood. The blood of hundreds of people filled the altar. Yakumo Zaemon's hands were sore from bleeding, but the altar did not react at all. Not to mention Gorgon, even Gorba did not react.

Julian, dressed in a pure white ancient Greek robe, still stood in front of the altar with a smile. He had expected this kind of thing. God might not favor just a few hundred people, so he prepared 10000 people.

"Go on, Mr. Yakumo, you can still go on."

I said I can't, can you let me go?

Obviously not. Dozens of fully armed security guards have their guns pointed. How can you say no?

The sacrifice continued, but this time the strategy was changed. Each sacrifice was awakened by the potion before death. Previously, they must have died in a coma, without any painful wails, and could not attract the goddess's attention.

Let them die in pain this time. Even if he can't attract the goddess, but can pull out an evil ghost, Julian can accept it.

The reason why Julian was so anxious that he even came to Japan to perform the sacrifice in person was because he was about to go bankrupt.

There are four top shipping giants in the world. Julian's Poseidon Group is one of them and also the oldest one. It has been making a living in the Mediterranean since ancient Roman times. However, in the business world, it doesn't matter how old you are, but how much money you have.

As the richest man in Greece, Julian, who provides 5% of jobs in Greece, is naturally very rich, but this money is not enough in the eyes of the other three companies.

The bosses behind the other three shipping groups are Morgan, Carnegie and Rockefeller.

In front of these three monopoly giants, the wealth accumulated by the Augustus family for thousands of years is really nothing. In the past, the four families could live in peace, but after the appearance of the God's Grace, especially after the development of the God's Grace Potion was completed and the family had apostles, Rockefeller and others felt that Augustus should go to the garbage dump. What era is it? We are still talking about Rome in the Mediterranean. Our great America is the new Rome with the Pacific Ocean as its inland sea!

The giants who came out of the monopoly era must of course engage in monopoly. How can they make big money without monopoly? If Julian, who is besieged by many companies, cannot find a force that can fight against the apostles, his whole family will have to beg for a living. The American giants will not show mercy to an old European like him.

The overflowing blood flowed out of the altar, staining Julian's feet with a dazzling blood red. The number of sacrifices soon exceeded 1000, then 2000, and 3000. The overflowing blood continued to flow into the sea, attracting a large number of fish and fishing boats.

"What a grand sacrifice!"

Mogui, wearing a leather suit, showed up. Logically, he should not be able to be contacted in this kind of sacrifice without the participation of the power of the World Tree. Fortunately, Julian was a man who liked to think too much. He deliberately chose the location of the sacrifice on the high seas near Tokyo Bay because he was worried that Gorgon could only show up in Tokyo now.

Otherwise, why would a Greek god come to Tokyo? Is Greece not good enough? Although it is not so good now, with too many refugees, but wouldn’t it be better then? There are more sacrifices! It’s just a few thousand or tens of thousands of people worshipping, isn’t it much better than Tokyo!

Julian was ecstatic when Gorgon showed up. He had made the right bet! But the words Gorgon shouted afterwards chilled his heart.

"Descendant of Poseidon!"

No way! Is this Gorgon Medusa? This is really God's will to kill me!
Hundreds of purple pythons rushed out of the whirlpool, and everyone was scared and crawled on the ground, even the armed men with assault rifles. They didn't dare to shoot at all, because if they did, they would really be dead.

I just hope that the Gorgons will be brought to justice. If you have eaten their boss, don’t eat them. They are not Poseidon’s children.

Mo Gui yelled this because he had just used Google to look up Julian's information and saw the words "descendant of Poseidon" on it, so he just said it out loud, but he didn't expect to scare the person.

He also couldn't understand, how could you dare to hold a sacrifice to the Gorgon when you stick Poseidon's gold on your own face? You are courting death!

But this is just right. It's time to go to Europe to develop business. You are so lucky.

Mogui controlled the Gorgon suit to continue to scare Julian, and then hurriedly got a new suit and put it on himself.

"Gorgon, come back."

Hearing this, Gorgon pulled back his long hair in indignation, and under Mo Gui's control, he knelt down at the feet of the new suit with tears in his eyes.

The old is replaced by the new, and the new suit makes her kneel down.

"Lord Hades, he is a descendant of Poseidon, I will kill him!"

Hades? Pluto? Poseidon?

Julian grabbed the straw and shouted, "Lord Hades, I am here today to apologize for my ancestors. These offerings are dedicated to the goddess Gorgon!"

"Oh, you are smart."

Mo Gui pretended to stroke the Gorgon lying on his legs. It didn't feel good because the hair was too hard. He would change it next time.

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