Chapter 399 The God of Chaos

Mali, the city of mercenaries, is a holy place that mercenaries yearn for. Everything in this place is decided by the mercenary guild, and mercenaries are everywhere.

In this place, there are mercenaries everywhere. No one here dares to go against the mercenary guild. Because they know that this is a way to die.

"Bang!"

Just at the door of the Mercenary Guild headquarters, a mercenary who woke up in the morning was clean and suddenly saw several large packages thrown in front of the door.

In addition to the package, there is also a letter in it.

"Who is it that dares to throw things around us?" The old mercenary in charge of sweeping the floor was also one of the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable figures back then.

However, due to injury, he had to retreat and became the most ordinary mercenary in the mercenary guild. However, his courage did not decrease.

"Hmph, let me see if anyone dares to poison or send a threat letter?" At this time, the old mercenary gently used a sweeping broom to untie the pocket.

When the pocket was untied, dozens of round heads rolled out of the bag.

Looking at the heads with wide eyes, the old mercenary who had been disdainful of him was so scared that he ran back to the headquarters and shouted: "No, something happened..."

Soon, the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild received these heads and the warning letter. At this time, the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild, which was responding quickly, immediately convened a meeting of elders.

The Mercenary Guild adopts the elder system, and through discussions between the elders, it is then handed over to the president of the General Association to decide whether to carry out this plan.

There are thirteen elders and one president together. Such a power structure seems a bit thin for the powerful mercenary guild.

However, these elders have experienced a lot of experience and are very difficult.

At this time, Des, the president of the Mercenary Association, looked at the elders and said, "What are you thinking?"

He was about sixty years old, and looked a little old, with gray hair, but he didn't look old at all, and his whole body exuded a heroic temperament.

The slender eyes and hard beard show that this is a strong person.

Des was elected through this year's election. Before that, he was only one of the thirteen elders. His qualifications did not have much advantage over other elders.

He also spent a lot of time to compete for the position of president in this election. At this time, he had long wanted to use some means to establish his authority.

"Des, what about your suggestions?" At this time, the oldest and most qualified elder in the mercenary association asked directly by Des' name.

Des was secretly angry about this impolite behavior, but on the surface he said calmly: "My opinion is to kill! He dares to provoke our Mercenary Guild. There is only one fate, kill! Do you still remember it, it is this Dark Evans, who challenged our Sunset City Mercenary Guild two years ago and injured many of our soldiers..."

Generally speaking, as elders, they rarely noticed what happened in the guild. However, this incident once involved Des' nephew Deron.

At the beginning, he pleaded for President Rivera. In this way, he learned about Sunset City.

Originally, he thought it was a coincidence. But he didn't expect that the playboy he thought had grown into a figure that the mainland looked up to.

The originally inconspicuous saplings turned out to be towering trees.

"But, I heard that Dark Evans's strength is even comparable to the gods, and is extremely powerful. He is the legendary favored man of the gods. And his desert territory has a lot of combat power. If war is declared, it means that we must mobilize and launch national wars. You must know that the Mondra Empire is still standing behind him. At that time, our 200,000 mercenaries will be a little unrealistic to fight against the anger of the entire country..."

At this time, a mercenary elder said with some scruples.

"Yes, this is a problem." After hearing the elder's words, several other people echoed. However, they were watching the matter with the mood of watching the fun.

They were very angry about Zhao Feng's provocation and declaration of war. However, if Des's initiative was passed, it would endanger the authority of their Presbyterian Church.

At this time, they wanted to teach Des a lesson and let him take advantage of his sensation.

Des waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, King Mondra Roland III now regards the entire Evans family as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh. The reason why Jerry Evans dies is that he joined forces with us. I think he will definitely not mind us borrowing from him..."

"What, what's the matter?" Hearing Des' words, the oldest elder in the mercenary guild exclaimed: "Our mercenary guild has always said that we will not participate in the political struggles of various countries. Who arranged this attack and why didn't we say it at the mercenary guild?"

"Yes, who dares to be so bold? Is it a decoration to be a presbyterian?"

"Look out this person and give him the punishment he deserves."

Hearing the indignant words of the elders, Des sneered: "It's me!"

"You? You, the president, have to listen to the Presbyterian Church. Could it be that he has rebelled?" Hearing Des' words, several elders shouted.

Des said: "Now is a critical moment. The Presbyterian Church must listen to me. Otherwise, you will die!" As he said that, with a wave of his hand, many burly men appeared beside him, surrounding the people at the meeting.

Originally, these elders of the Presbyterian Church were all masters and had seen strong winds and waves. However, this was the first time that they were surrounded by dozens of guys with the skills of God of War.

"What are you trying to do? Just say something..." Seeing this situation, the elders' attitudes softened and became very hesitant.

"Yes, everything is easy to discuss, and we have always supported your decision."

These elders knew that the situation in front of them could not help but stubborn. As the saying goes, heroes do not suffer losses in front of them, and they do not want to be told just like this.

Des looked at the expressions of these old guys and said to his nephew Delon, who led the group, "Make it cleaner and leave no traces..."

"yes!"

Hearing Des' words, Deron smiled cruelly, and then, with his masters, directly killed all the unlucky elders.

At this time, Delong knew that as long as he dealt with these unlucky guys, his uncle could show his strength and no longer be constrained by these people.

As a nephew, he can naturally become a person who can speak in the mercenary guild.

Soon, Delong came to Delong with a sack of bloody heads and said, "Uncle, you have everything done. What are we going to do next?"

Des said: "I will teach you this, put their heads together with those dead heads, and tell the whole continent that this is what Dark Evans does."

"If people don't believe it, so many elders died, it doesn't seem like he can do anything!" At this time, Delong said with some concern.

"Idiot, I just want to give the world an explanation. As for whether others believe it, it doesn't matter to me." Seeing Deron ask, Des said impatiently.

"Okay, I'll announce it right away..." Delong quickly contacted his subordinates and began to continue forgery of the scene.

As for Des, he pulled open the button in the study behind him and entered the dark room behind him. In the dark room, his attitude was no longer as tough and arrogant as before, but in an extremely humble tone, he said to the statue of the god enshrined on a shrine: "Master, my subordinates have done what you ordered. Now, the entire Mercenary Guild is in my hands. The entire continent is about to fall into your control."

Hearing Des' words, an extremely hoarse voice came from the dark shrine: "Well done, I'm very satisfied with the work this time!"

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment..." Des quickly lowered his head.

The statue of the god in the shrine said: "This is the latest batch of magic medicines. You can find more capable people to join us. I think the chaotic day will come soon."

After saying that, a terrifying laughter came from the shrine, which was very harsh.

"Thank you, Master, I will do my best." Hearing the terrifying laughter of the God of Chaos in the shrine, his face also showed a look of joy.

For him, once the God of Chaos succeeds in taking office, then the spokesperson of the God of Chaos in the world will also rise and have a very high status.

"I just heard that Dark Evans is also the spokesperson of the God of Light on earth. What if the God of Light interferes in the matter in the world, what should I do?"

At this moment, Delong was still a little worried when he thought of the war that was about to begin.

The God of Chaos Caslia smiled and said, "Don't worry, he is just a god of medium divine nature, and it's not to be afraid. Then I will destroy him."

After saying that, he said, "This time, not only you fight alone, but I also contacted Roland III, the king of the Mondra Empire. He will join you in this war against the desert territory. When necessary, I will personally intervene in this war. Don't worry, I will not leave you, my faithful servant."

"Yes, master, I understand." Hearing the assurance of the God of Chaos Caslia, Deron finally felt relieved and excitedly walked out of the shrine with the magic medicine in his hand.

At this time, he was preparing to find more personnel to increase his strength and complete his grand achievements. For him, this was a rare opportunity.

"The Lord of Chaos Continent will one day write my name on Delong." At this time, he was full of confidence and was ready to fight.

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