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Chapter 56

"Still too weak." Negri casually stood in the middle of the pile of bones. He was still suppressing his strength, so these people couldn't pressure him at all.

There were only six opponents left. The legendary adventurer Chris Modo, Cardinal Augustin of the Church of Divine Grace, his disciple Luen Donner, Knight of Divine Grace Myerson, Smick Lancher of the Last God of Royas, and Jason Todd the Avenger.

All six of them had their own strengths, all of them could be considered heroes of the human race, only Luen and Myerson were a bit immature.

"Your resolve is still lacking" Negri slowly sighed. The strongest humans of this world were already about the same level as them, according to the information he knew, the only one who was above them was Eldridge of Royas.

"If this is all the top-level humans are capable of, then I won't be able to go very far" Negri sighed. At this point, he could already sense that barrier, that insurmountable barrier. After all, this was only a low-magic world.

"Then I'll add a bit more to the bargain!" Negri slowly spoke: "As you've probably noticed, the majority of diseases don't exist in Reystromia. This is because the majority of the things that can cause those diseases are under my control"

"The merchants that come to Reya every year, after staying here for a while, will always bring Reya's specialties with them, the specialties that I've bestowed upon them" Negri spoke very seriously: "These things are usually in a dormant state, harmless to humans"

"But as soon as I order them to be activated, they will turn into diseases and infect their hosts — — - the merchants that wander the continent. These merchants will become the source of the disease and spread the plague everywhere"

"And there are still six of you left. If any of you fail to satisfy me, I will activate the germs inside 10 merchants. Trust me, this will be enough to cause a large-scale plague"

"Although this will cause me to lose a lot of food, it doesn't matter. I can bear this price, but the question now is, can you bear it?" Saying so, Negri glanced at the Knight of Divine Grace in the crowd. Perhaps it was because he had just killed his comrade's corpse, but he was unusually silent.

"Of course, all of you can also rely on me and help me control more places." Negri smiled. "Reya has become exceptionally prosperous under my rule. The people living here will no longer be troubled by most diseases. All they have to pay is some sacrifices."

"Think about it. Compared to the number of people who die of diseases every year, the offerings I collect can be said to be very few." Negri said temptingly, "Choosing to attack me was a wrong decision in the first place."

"Put away your bewitching words." Chris was stunned. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's a pity that people die of diseases, but sacrificing sacrifices is absolutely evil. Using evil to achieve righteous results may seem good, but I believe that this is a mistake. Since it is a mistake, I will not agree with it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Bring out your full potential and show me your resolve." Negri chuckled and moved his gaze away from Myerson. He knew that the young man wouldn't be able to escape from his net.

Negri's words did make a lot of sense. By paying a smaller price, they would be able to eradicate the problem of most diseases, but at that time, Negri would also wield more authority. Perhaps the diseases would be eradicated, but it would bring even more problems.

However, Myerson wasn't Chris, he hadn't experienced as much as Chris did. Furthermore, the things that had affected him the most since he was young were the poor people in the slums who were plagued by diseases, coupled with the fact that he had killed the corpses of his companions, a hole had appeared in his mind. He suddenly felt that their resistance against Negary was a mistake in itself.

"What do you do when you've made a mistake? Then go and make it up to him, child " A voice seemed to resonate from the bottom of his heart. Myerson's eyes flickered: "Look, you're fighting against the corpses, but you don't see the Cardinal helping you. But when Luen is in danger, Augustin is able to help him in time, this is the difference between the poor and the nobles"

"It was because of his birth that Luen was able to become Cardinal Augustin's disciple, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't achieve my dream. But now, I see another path"

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, this path is wrong, but to me, this is the right path" Myerson's mind was filled with these chaotic thoughts.

Although being born as a poor person made Myerson's heart a bit more reserved, he couldn't deny that he was originally a decent young man. Unfortunately, he met Negri. Under the constant temptation of Negri's mental power, some of his originally insignificant emotions were magnified and became the last straw that broke Myerson's heart.

Myerson raised his knight's sword and wanted to activate his Grace, but found that all of his Graces had become dim. He smirked mockingly: "Even God has abandoned me?"

"Myerson, what are you thinking about, hurry up and do it!" Luen was breathing heavily as he tried to endure his headache and used his Grace again to purify the germs in his body. He was the eldest son of the Donner family, a future aristocrat and even a high-ranking member of the Church of Divine Grace, but he was scared stiff by an Evil Spirit to the point where he couldn't even move. This humiliation can only be redeemed by defeating him.

Staring at Luen, Myerson raised his knight's sword, causing the germs in the air to slowly converge towards Myerson.

Augustin had been using the Grace of Insight this entire time, he suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. In truth, he already had this feeling before, but because Negri's presence was too strong, it interfered with his premonition.

It was only now that Augustin realized where this ominous feeling came from. As he turned around, he saw Myerson's body turning slightly black as he raised his knight's sword and aimed it at Luen's neck.

A hint of struggle appeared in Myerson's eyes, but more and more germs were invading his body. Negri was constantly transmitting his will through the germs to further blacken Myerson, while Luen's mind was still weak from using his Grace too much, so he still hadn't noticed the danger behind him.

"Grace of Temperance!" Augustin once again used the Grace of Temperance to restrain Myerson's movements, but he immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest as a hand reached out from his chest, holding his beating heart in its grasp.

"Worrying makes one confused, so you're only so-so, Cardinal Augustin" Negri spoke disappointedly, no matter how devout his faith was, he was still a human with various weaknesses.