"The biggest obstacle has been removed. If Comoros cannot be solved, I can only change a spokesperson as soon as possible." Wang Yuan looked at Comoros struggling from the ground and thought silently in his heart.

Of course, this person must be changed, it is only a matter of time. Although Comoros is now firmly dominated by Wang Yuan, never underestimate a person. As the power in his hands increases, his ambitions will also increase.

Status determines vision. After all, Comoros knows a lot of Wang Yuan’s information. He doesn’t understand it now, and it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t understand it in the future. This danger should be extinguished at the root.

"Wait for him to help me stabilize the situation in the village first. After all, being controlled by an acquaintance will not easily arouse large-scale resistance. When Negri is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, this Comoros, who knows too much, should be abandoned." Wang Yuan wandered around and observed the situation in the village.

Of course, Wang Yuan’s main purpose is to observe what the man named Jacques plans. Judging from his expression, he doesn’t seem to be planning to surrender, but this is normal.

Before Wang Yuan Comoros arrived, Jacques was the biggest beneficiary. The hunting captain was his friend, and he was the next village chief of the village. However, Comoros appeared with the will of Nagri, killed the old village chief, and immediately stole a large amount of power in the village.

Jacques cannot give up on both public and private, but under the threat of the epidemic, the villagers are now surrounded by Comoros. After all, Negri has shown His power. Jacques believes that if he dared to resist openly at that time, he would be overwhelmed by the villagers.

The incident happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared. The village chief with great prestige was bitten to death in public. Jacques could only bear this breath first, and then stand up to resist Comoros, and the so-called Negri behind the other party.

Pushing open the door of the house, Jacques took a deep breath, and smiled again on his face and walked in. Lang smiled and said, "Isabella, I'm back."

"It's so early today." A blonde woman in the house said gently, with a belly half big, "I just heard some noise coming from outside. What happened?"

"Well, there are indeed some problems, but don't worry, I will handle it." Jacques said with a smile, full of confidence in his words. He slowly walked to his wife, squatted down slowly, and slumped on his stomach carefully, and said with a smile: "Nara, dad is back, do you miss dad?"

"Is that matter not simple?" The woman who felt keenly saw Jacques' unnaturalness and said gently: "I don't care. Don't worry, I'm from the Tagule family."

"Well, things are indeed a bit bad." Jacques looked at his wife and sighed, "The only thing Comoros came back in the hunting team, and brought the so-called messenger and decree of Negri, and then killed the village chief."

"Now he is summoning the villagers to confirm that he has given his forehead to Negri." Jacques briefly explained some of the situation and put down his disguised confidence: "My reason is telling me that I should surrender, so there will be no danger."

"But my heart is telling me that it is wrong." Jacques said seriously: "Dax and others died inexplicably, and the village chief was also killed by the other party, but the villagers did not dare to stand up under the threat of the plague."

"If I don't stand up, I will feel regretful, but if I stand up and really provoke the plague, then I will not only be sorry to the villagers, but also to you." Jacques' eyes were full of helplessness. On the one hand, it was a wrong approach, and on the other hand, it was a serious consequence, which made him fall into a deep choice.

"When you face a difficult choice, then choose the right way you think." Isabella hugged her husband's head and said gently: "I will support you."

"As for the Negri you mentioned, I think that may not be a god." Isabella said with a smile.

"What do you know about Isabella?" Jacques looked up at his wife. He knew that his wife was not from Cauchy, and her origin was not simple, and he knew many secrets.

"That so-called Negri may be an evil spirit." Isabella recalled something and said: "Those evil spirits have all kinds of magic powers, but they also have extremely strong restrictions. It is difficult to appear in the world. However, these evil spirits are generally irrational and do not quite match some of the situations you said."

"Are you evil spirit?" Jacques nodded.

"In my hometown, there was an evil spirit incident. Many people died that time. The evil spirit was able to control the thick fog. It was called the devil in the fog. Many people disappeared in the thick fog. In the end, the Archbishop of the God-Grace Cult purified some evil spirits and also graciously rewarded the Lord's glory to the world." His wife is a devout God-Grace Cult, but this did not affect the relationship between the two. Jacques respected his wife's faith.

"Isabella, do you mean that there is a way to solve evil spirits in the God-Grace Cult?" Jacques seized the key point in his wife's words. He was not very interested in the Cauchy's things being gods. He used the power of God-Grace Cult to eliminate Negri, and Jacques did not reject it.

"The Lord is omnipotent." Isabella said with a smile: "Even if Negri is not an evil spirit, it is almost the same. The God-Grace Cult has a way to deal with it."

Wang Yuan stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, thinking about the information he got from the conversation: "Divine Glory? Is the supernatural power of this world?"

This is a world of low demons. Low demons do not mean no demons. From the affirmative tone of the woman called Isabella, what she said may be exaggerated, but it should not be false, which means that the Divine Glory Sect should have mastered a supernatural power.

"The devil in the fog he mentioned should be like me, a remnant soul. Is it the power of controlling the fog?" Wang Yuan absorbed the information from the other party's words and thought about various things.

"No matter what, at least this Jacques cannot be kept now." Wang Yuan looked at Jacques who were still thinking and slowly floated. The God-Grace Cult has formed a sect, which is definitely much stronger than Wang Yuan. Don't mess with him for the time being.

Comoros, who was still conveying Negri's will to the villagers, suddenly felt itchy on his body, and two crows also flew up and landed in the other direction, guiding Comoros toward the other side.

Comoros did not dare to neglect, so he quickly followed the crow and soon arrived at a house in the village where the village chief's granddaughter was imprisoned. She was bitten and infected with bacteria. Comoros detained him here in the name of otherwise passing on bacteria.
Chapter completed!