The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

Although the demon caught her this time, she will still find a way to escape if she has the chance in the future.

She had to go back to Bona!

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the demon clapping his hands, followed by a series of "clattering" sounds of iron chains sliding on the ground.

"Miss Angela, what is the teaching of the Glorious Church?"

Caesar walked up to Angela and lifted her chin with a grin.

Forced to raise her eyes, Angela also saw what was happening behind Caesar.

They were a group of humans, with their hands and feet bound by iron chains.

These humans were mainly men. They had pale faces, empty expressions, and their bodies were covered with scars and bleeding. They had obviously suffered cruel abuse.

Caesar didn't seem to care whether Angela answered the question or not.

He said calmly: "The first doctrine of the Glorious Church is to save the world from suffering..."

"But unfortunately, Miss Angela, maybe you had a glorious life before and were respected by others, but from now on you will be charged with murder because of your escape, the damage you have caused to our territory, and the pain you have brought to the demons. You need to pay for it with the lives of these humans!"

The cold voice poured into Angela's mind, making her face even paler.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Caesar did not answer, but turned to face the prisoners.

Most of them were troublemakers who had resisted the Goblins, but they had never been killed.

Now is a good time to drag them out and slaughter them together, so that the territory’s food for the morning can be basically solved.

"My dear human friends, I regret to tell you that you are going to die because the Vatican's special envoy, Miss Angela, ran away without caring about your lives. Now you have to bear the consequences of her selfishness. Who told you that you are just a bunch of lowly reptiles?"

The smile on Caesar's face suddenly stopped, and the mockery in his eyes disappeared, leaving only cruelty and coldness.

Angela cannot be conquered before her faith is shattered.

Well then, he will slowly let Angela's faith collapse!

Chapter 123: Stop fighting

Caesar's words finally made these numb slaves move a little.

The fear of death is unavoidable for any living being, especially humans.

So when they heard that Caesar was going to execute them, everyone felt an uncontrollable fear. Then, they heard from Caesar that they were going to be executed entirely because of Angela. The fear had an outlet and turned into anger and hatred that poured towards Angela.

"Why are you running away?! You bitch!"

"I heard that she is the Vatican's envoy. Is this how the Vatican's envoy wants to harm us?"

"Dirty bitch, why don't you just die?"

“What Vatican envoy? Go to hell! Lord Demon, why should we be blamed for this woman’s fault? Spare my life, wuwuwuwu…”

All kinds of unbearable insults filled the dungeon. Angela's face became paler and paler, and her body was shaking.

"Did you see that? Miss Envoy, these are the people you are supposed to protect, and they wish you would die right now!"

Caesar stood beside Angela, and his deep voice was like the devil's claws, pulling Angela step by step into the abyss.

"You forced them all!" Angela bit her red lips and glared at Caesar.

"It is true that I forced them to do so, but guess how far these people you once protected would go to survive? If I told these humans to kill you to survive, they would do it immediately. If I told them to have sex with you, they would do the same. Do you believe it?"

Angela didn't want to believe this.

But a voice in her heart told her that everything the demon said was true.

These people will do whatever it takes to survive.

I don’t care whether she is a special envoy of the Glorious Church.

Maybe because of her status as a special envoy, these people would be even more excited.

"I, I don't believe it!"

Although she thought so in her heart, Angela still held on to a glimmer of hope.

Caesar curled his lips, took out a dagger from his space ring and threw it in front of a group of slaves.

"Whoever kills the Vatican's envoy will live."

Upon hearing this, a group of slaves looked at the dagger on the ground, looked at each other, and did not dare to move.

After all, he was the Vatican's special envoy. Although they didn't know how powerful the Vatican's special envoy was, he was a knight, at least a second-level knight. They were just ordinary people. Why would they kill a second-level knight?

In fact, every Vatican envoy is at least level four.

She continued to be promoted based on her strength and qualifications, so Angela's strength was much stronger than these slaves had expected.

Caesar could tell at a glance what these people were worried about.

"The Vatican's envoy has been bound by me. She has no room for resistance. Rather than this, you should quickly decide who will kill her. After all, only one of you can survive."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the demons around him also grinned grimly.

Humans have a demon arena specifically for the nobles to enjoy, and the demons are also very interested in watching humans slaughter each other.

When the slaves heard what Caesar said, they looked at each other with a hint of strange meaning in their eyes.

Finally, a man was the first to rush towards the dagger.

Everyone is unarmed, so whoever grabs the dagger first has a better chance of survival.

This action seemed to sound some kind of signal. Everyone came to their senses and rushed towards the dagger. The man who rushed out first was pulled by the people behind him and fell to the ground, losing the initiative. The people behind him rushed forward, but were grabbed by the ankle by a hand that came out from nowhere.

Cursing, roaring, and screaming, they wrestled together like a group of mindless beasts.

In the end, even the exact location of the dagger could not be seen. There were only tangled human limbs and overlapping bodies. Until one moment, a sudden scream broke out, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

"You, don't fight!"

The chaotic scene irritated Angela's nerves.

She shouted with trembling lips, her voice getting louder and louder: "This demon will never let you go. It's meaningless for you to fight... Why don't you unite and think about how to fight and how to escape..."

The tone gradually became mixed with confusion and bewilderment, and the voice was drowned out by the increasingly intense screams and roars.

"I can answer this question for you." Caesar withdrew his gaze from the fighting in the crowd and said with a smile, "Because humans are selfish, they don't trust each other and are suspicious of each other. Even couples with deep feelings can turn against each other, not to mention that these people were originally villagers of the same village."

Demons are as selfish as humans, but they are more brutal and rational than humans.

The selfishness of the demons is blatant and exposed, so they are resisted by humans.

Human selfishness is hypocritical and hidden. It will only be fully revealed at the critical moment, and it becomes even uglier and more ridiculous. However, people always like to use some plausible reasons to justify this selfishness.

"We humans also have good qualities." Angela closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the tragic scene again. She stubbornly retorted with a difficult voice: "We are not as cruel and murderous as you demons!"

"Maybe." Caesar was too lazy to argue with Angela.

In the eyes of Angela, a special envoy of the Holy See, the principle of human supremacy is naturally upheld.

It will not happen overnight if you want her to completely lose her faith.

Besides, the result of the battle is now out.

The ground in front of the dungeon was littered with corpses, and the blood had dyed the gravel red.

Under the pile of corpses, a young boy crawled out.

He held a dagger in his right hand, which was covered in blood. His left hand was bent at an almost twisted angle. His lifeless eyes looked over here, and only when his gaze fell on Angela did they show a little light.

The only thought in his mind was that he could survive as long as he killed this woman.

He staggered towards Angela and Caesar step by step, blood dripping from the tip of the dagger, no one knew whether it was his or from the corpses.

With his smaller and more flexible body, and some fighting skills learned from his father, he was lucky enough to survive the fight, and he will continue to survive in the future.

The woman in front of me, whose limbs are bound by the devil, is the Vatican's envoy.

The words "Holy See's Envoy" were simply an unattainable existence for the young boy.

It was a symbol of nobility and holiness, an important figure whom he dared not look directly at when he met him.

I heard that before the Vatican's envoy came to Bona Town, he had visited many cities and killed many demons that were troubling people.

But now she was as helpless as a pathetic doll, imprisoned by the demons, unable to even resist a lowly peasant like him.

Kill her and you can live!!

Kill her...

“Sister Angela, I know you.”

The young man raised his head and smiled palely: "But if it were you, you would also want me to continue living, right? So, so don't blame me, I... I just want to live..."

Big tears mixed with blood dripped from her cheeks.

But he still firmly raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at Angela's neck.

Kill! There seemed to be a devil howling in my heart.

The young man took a deep breath, clenched his hands, and stabbed forward fiercely.

Chapter 124: Miss Fox Can't Wait

puff--

Plasma splatter.

Angela closed her eyes subconsciously.

But she did not feel the pain of the sharp blade piercing her flesh at her neck. Instead, she heard a "click" sound and opened her eyes. The demon was shaking the blood off his hands. At his feet was the body of the young man with his head crushed. He was still holding the dagger tightly in his hand, his knuckles were white, as if he was holding on to the last straw.

"You killed him."

"That's natural." Caesar nodded: "Otherwise, you will be the one who dies."

"I would rather be the one dying." Angela lowered her head.

"No, you are more valuable than these lowly slaves. Although we demons are cruel and selfish, we put profit first. If there is enough profit, our relationship can be more solid than yours."

Angela didn't say anything. She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. Her long burgundy hair covered her eyes, and there seemed to be wet liquid running down her cheeks.

"Miss Special Envoy, this is just a warning from me. The number of deaths will double next time! So I hope you stay in the dungeon. Depending on your performance, I may be able to give you a chance to have a full meal."

boom--

The sound of the battle axe hitting the rock wall made Angela tremble all over.

Caesar pulled out his battle axe from the rock wall, fanned the dust, and said impatiently: "Don't play dead, you have to answer. If you keep your mouth shut, I'm sorry, I can only continue to pull those slaves over and kill them until you speak."

"I know...I know."

After receiving the response from the envoy lady, Caesar nodded with satisfaction.

And the system prompt suddenly sounded:

[Angela's faith collapse degree: 20%]

It seems that what happened before still had an impact on Angela's psychology. Although she looks very stubborn, it must have been very painful for her when those people wanted to kill her...

Caesar thought secretly in his heart.

This is good, these slaves were not killed in vain.

I will find another opportunity to deal with this special envoy later.

...

Caesar takes Arya back to the lair.

"Master, I smell so strong of blood. So many people died just now, and I'm all contaminated by it." Miss Fox suddenly grabbed Caesar's hand, lowered her head with a blushing face, and her voice was soft and a little embarrassed.

"So what do you want to say?" Caesar raised his eyebrows.

"I want to take a shower."

"Then you go."

"How about we go together?" Aaliyah shook Caesar's arm and said coquettishly, "I can give you a massage and rub your back..."

Miss Fox blinked her charming eyes, made an OK gesture with her right hand, licked the corner of her mouth with her soft tongue, put her hand to her mouth, and said seductively: "It can also relieve your stress~"