Wrong, my skills refresh every week

……

On the North Street of the city, assassins wearing skeleton masks and tattered robes were moving quickly on the rooftops on both sides of the street.

“Aaaaah, it’s the Dark Faction!”

Arrows coated with deadly poison and magic fireballs that could burn even tears pierced the backs of the fleeing adventurers.

Witt, who was standing at the end, took off his mask with a grim smile: "Well, although it's a bit frustrating, the stage is set."

A tragic scene was reflected in his pupils:

The corpse of a goblin with dilated pupils and shedding tears, the blood of a pierced dwarf splattered on the wall, and an orc mother and son who were chopped off but still holding hands.

Vitt opened his arms happily. "The final act of the thing called peace. Or, as our Lord God says, the 'opening ceremony of the blessing ceremony'!"

"Let's sing, let's dance! Let's perform a tragic opera! Yes, I will also enjoy this happiness to the fullest!!"

Witt turned around and slashed with his sword, tearing the body of the panicked orc into pieces.

……

Outside Happy Street, on the tallest building tower, the hot wind blew Charles' hair and lifted his cloak.

"here we go."

His sights fell on the two tallest buildings in Orario, the Gods and Dark Faction Assassins, shuttling around the Tower of Babel and Happy Street.

"Are you on guard against the goddess of beauty?"

The Ishtar clan naturally chose to lay siege to the city, and all the combat forces and combat prostitutes were gathered in the Red Building, not allowing them to come out.

On the other side, outside the Tower of Babel, the goddess Alecto raised her middle finger to Freya in the sky, provoking the goddess of beauty hiding on the Tower of Babel, trying to anger her and make her leave the shelter.

Lily sat on Pochi and looked up at Ciel who was wearing a mask: "Master Joker, what should we do?"

Charles' eyes flickered, and he was also thinking about what he could gain from this prelude to the great struggle.

He was not interested in the dark faction's massacre of civilians, and was even disgusted by it.

From a big picture perspective, not only is it a waste of manpower, it doesn't even help the entire battle situation much, but it actually hinders it.

A large number of civilians could attract more adventurers, consume more food, and disperse the city's military. In fact, hungry and thirsty civilians could be potential recruits for the dark factions.

But then again, this is the style of the Dark Faction, and Charles has no right to interfere. If he wants to reorganize the Dark Faction and completely reform them into big villains with dreams and ambitions, he needs to do so after this war.

"Yes, what else should we do?" Charles looked towards the interior of the Ishtar clan's residence again.

Because of Belle's relationship, his position in the dark faction is higher than initially estimated, and his strength and influence are also stronger. It can be said that he can directly influence the outcome of this war.

If he wants, Orario will collapse tonight.

But this was not what he expected.

His goal is no longer just to survive, he can do more now, such as... having the right to choose the Orario gods to be returned.

From the previous large-scale attack, they had obtained the retreat routes of the gods from various clans, which naturally included some gods that Charles disliked.

such as……

Dionysus, Ishtar, and their own main god Soma.

Like the fishing god at the harbor, a god who has many secret connections with the dark factions, and there are other candidates on Charles' side.

But these gods all have one characteristic, that is, they will not participate in the struggle of the city, but choose to retreat, just like Ishtar at the moment.

Do you want to call in?

Ciel smiled.

You're free anyway, why not fight!

Plate her!

There are not many opportunities to openly challenge a large family like this, and the Ishtar family is wealthy and powerful. If they destroy her family, they will gain a lot of wealth and benefits.

"We are different from those lunatics. We have no interest in the weak." Ciel waved his hand and pointed: "Look, everyone is working hard to protect the world. Why does this guy seem so out of place?"

"Let's go teach our ignorant boss a lesson."

"Is the commission this time for this group of prostitutes?" Lunova and Chloe crossed their arms and said, "Ah, actually I would rather seek revenge on that woman/Palum."

"Are you attracted to any of the women inside? I want to snatch a hundred mates for my boss!" Anya put her hands on her hips and sharpened her claws, eager to give it a try.

Alpha jumped up, patted Anya, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense."

She turned into a streak of lightning and rushed towards the main road of Happy Street.

Immediately afterwards, Anya jumped down holding Cassandra, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, followed by ten fairy soldiers. Lunova and Chloe looked at each other, jumped off the tall building, and rushed towards the central tower along the roof.

Seeing the team members leave, Charles turned around.

"Let's go."

"It's time for us to address our own goals."

Lily swallowed and said, "Are you really going? To kill the gods?"

"Ah - it's almost time. This opportunity is rare, and we can't keep our allies waiting for too long."

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Chapter 174 Chanis: Welcome, my ally.

Soma clan.

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the workshop and warehouse center. Alcohol and gunpowder became the death warrant for all the workers and their families.

The self-destruction of the Death God's followers did not achieve the expected results. The angry and humiliated dark faction soldiers and guards pointed the finger at the culprit of all this, the Soma Clan Workshop.

They took advantage of the chaos in the city when no one was paying attention to them, gathered their forces, and destroyed the workshop in an instant.

Looking at the building with a mushroom cloud rising in front of him, Dirty Rat sneered:

"Let's go, there are still clans stationed there! Kill them all, leaving no one alive!"

"Yes!" The bone-faced people were filled with murderous intent. As the vanguard of the integrated dark faction, the overall strength of this team (23 people) was at level 2. The team leader [Dirty Rat] was even at level 3. They were already considered a strong force among the backbone of the dark faction.

If this force directly penetrated the [Dean Kate Family] or [Mihe Family], Orario would never be able to recover the strength to fight again in a short period of time.

Can……

Who made the commander of this area the [Killing Emperor]?

In order to seek revenge for being fooled, twenty-three dark shadows flashed between the buildings, staining the streets red with blood and corpses along the way.

……

Soma clan manor.

The manor was burning and the headless body lay limp in the manor's fountain.

A pair of pitch-black leather boots stepped into the mud puddle of blood, dragging the sticky liquid along.

The masked killer moved between the houses like a flea, his cold dagger easily cutting through the throat that emitted the scream.

The magnificent doors were violently kicked open, and people hiding in boxes and cabinets were pulled out by their hair and had their throats ruthlessly slit.

The remaining scouts, holding bloody short blades, walked forward along the passage, and saw a figure fleeing in panic. He followed slowly like a beast teasing its prey, until the prey pushed open the doors one by one in a panic.

This is deep inside the Soma clan.

"Lord Chanis... No, it's bad, the dark faction... the dark faction is attacking us." The man broke open the door and fell to the ground.

He immediately looked up and looked forward.

In the center of the room was a large pot, in front of which stood a god in shabby clothes. Beside him stood a gentleman shaking a goblet.

He took a sip of wine and glanced at Palu, who was so frightened that he became incontinent.

"You've worked hard and your courage is commendable, but... it's a pity." He gave a disdainful look, and a sharp blade pierced through the adventurer's chest. The body fell to the ground, and the Bone-Faced Man drew out his dagger, revealing his figure.

The expression under the [Dirty Rat] mask froze. Seeing Chanis's fearless look, he felt apprehensive: "Aren't you going to run away? Or do you still think that the gods around you can protect you?"

"Afraid? Why?" Chanis calmly poured a glass of red wine and raised it to [Dirty Rat]: "How about a glass? My ally."

A cold poisonous arrow shot through the crack in the door and accurately broke the goblet in Chanis's hand. The filled red wine stained his white gloves. Chanis pushed up his glasses.

"What do you mean?"

[Dirty Rat] tilted his head: "We should be asking? Allies? When did it happen?"

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Chanis's forehead. He threw away the broken wine glass and waved his hands, writing: "Look, I gave you hundreds of thousands of hammer devices. We are all in the same boat!"

"The hammer mechanism...ah...I see..." The stupid brain of [Dirty Rat] suddenly became clear:

"You are the one who deliberately used the hammering device we urgently needed to make us put our hopes on the 'believer', and then provided Finn and the others with information and the means to crack it, right?"

Forehead--

Chanis's body stiffened.

That's not right. This is not what we agreed!

He looked at the dozen assassins approaching step by step, and his expression suddenly changed. He backed away, raised his hands and pushed them away, his face full of flattery:

"We are all family! We can discuss anything... This is a misunderstanding. I want to meet Lord Rudra?"

"You'd better go meet him underground." [Dirty Rat] was unmoved. He cut off one of Chanis's arms with a knife. The severe pain and the large amount of blood spurting out made his brain crash instantly.

I'm dying?

"No... this is not what we agreed on!"

He fell to the ground with his buttocks, and his eyes subconsciously moved to Su Mo beside him. With fear on his face, he begged:

"Suma... Lord Suma, save me. Quickly... save me! Use your divine power to drive away these invaders!"

Soma's back and face were stained with Chanis's blood, but he was not moved at all, as if no one in the room existed, and he focused on mixing the wine.

"It seems that your Lord God doesn't care about you either." [Dirty Rat] sneered, stepped forward, stepped on Chanis' chest, and tore off his other arm with force.

“Guaaaaaaaaa——”

Chanis rolled on the ground in pain, sweat and blood mixed together. Just when he was about to faint, he was awakened by a kick from the Dirty Rat.

"Damn it, I'll let you ruin our plan! I'll let you be a two-faced person!"

Chanis, who had lost both arms, was faced with iron fists raining down in front of him. The Dirty Rat was simply venting his anger. He had to torture this pig that was preventing his Lord God from fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

The huge movement accidentally knocked over Su Mo, who was stirring a wooden stick beside him. He stumbled and the stick fell into the wine jar.

His dull eyes slowly moved, and then stared at the [Dirty Rat] beside him. A faint divine power was released from his body, and the [Dirty Rat] froze in his beating.

"Huh? You useless god, you want to stop us?"

"...Be quiet." Su Mo stared at the white-haired man indifferently. His divine power was getting stronger and stronger. The deep disgust in his heart prevented the [Dirty Rat] from attacking him.

“Fuck, you think just because you’re a god I can’t do anything to you? If it’s just kidnapping, I can still do it!” [Dirty Rat] roared, grabbing towards Su Mo with his iron hook-like fingers.

"bump--"

Just as his fingers touched Su Mo's collar, the window of the room shattered and a flash of lightning flashed before Dirty Rat's eyes. The next second, his arm bent and deformed, and broken bones protruded from his muscles.

He turned around in astonishment, and saw a tattered black cloak falling down in his field of vision, revealing the face of the person: white hair, red eyes, and a mask.

"you……"

"jester!!!!"

Wait…his brain was overloaded.

Why did that jester appear in the Soma clan!

An inexplicable fear grew in the heart of [Dirty Rat].

"Who are you??" Chanis stared at the strange boy in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. Come with me, Master Soma, and seek refuge in the Mansion of Dusk."

Chapter 175 How can I be depressed and inferior to others for a long time! (4k)

The rotating pulley of the "Heaven's Mace" trembled, and the red eyes swept across the dozen or so dark faction vanguards in front of him.

"Wait...wait." [Dirty Rat] covered his broken arm and retreated behind the crowd. "My comrade, didn't you just say...right! We should be allies, right?"