Chapter 998 Butcher’s Pit

The believers' fear of blood tax collectors is almost engraved into their instincts. Normally one or two blood tax collectors would be enough to make them take a detour, but today, so many blood tax collectors arrived, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

"Don't let anyone go, and try not to let anyone bleed."

The Night Tribe gave the instructions indifferently. His eyes when looking at the believers were full of disgust, but he had to need these believers, and not even a drop of blood could be wasted.

The blood tax collectors looked at each other. They may have had consciences, but in this desperate place of eternal night, people with consciences usually don't live long.

The team pressed forward, compressing the believers' space for movement. They could only retreat and retreat again and again, and the dark crowd was crowded together.

Some blood believers screamed in terror. He didn't know why the blood tax collectors came, but he saw the Night Tribe among the crowd. Those scarlet eyes were so dazzling that they were easy to distinguish.

Other believers also noticed this. Before that, they suspected that the blood tax officials were here to arrest someone who was evading taxes, but the arrival of the Night Clan made them realize that the situation was far from what they imagined.

Melissa, who was climbing on the pillar, naturally discovered this, and a cold feeling of despair filled her heart.

Melissa knew that even if the blood tax was paid on time, the safety of the blood people could still not be guaranteed. In the old city, Melissa could often see the blood tax officials arresting the blood people on a large scale. On several occasions, she relied on her own

Her thin body hid in the ruins, but unfortunately she was caught one time.

But fortunately, the blood tax collector, Devin, let Melissa go and told her the reason for their actions in the subsequent chat.

"The blood tax officials will conduct regular clean-up operations. The targets of the clean-up are those blood citizens who are old, sick and can no longer effectively produce blood tax."

German did not tell the ending of those blood people, but Melissa could guess that there were only two endings to such an incident, either they were ruthlessly squeezed into blood and flesh, or they were converted into bloodthirsty people in large numbers.

In order to ensure the population of the blood people in the old city, a large number of new people will be moved in after each clean-up operation. Some of them are disabled people like Devin, coming from the so-called hidden land, and some are...

Pure ordinary people, coming from all kinds of places, Melissa has never heard of them.

A painful cry interrupted Melissa's thinking. At the front of the team, a believer was knocked down by the blood tax collector with a stick. He fell heavily to the ground, sobbing.

The restlessness of the crowd stopped for a moment, and then became more agitated with greater intensity. They fled in all directions, crying and howling, but no one dared to take action against the blood tax collector. Fear had long been like blood, deeply rooted in their flesh and blood.

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Melissa saw someone breaking the windows on both sides and tried to escape through the windows, but as soon as they jumped out, they were beaten to the ground with sticks by the blood tax officials who had been waiting for a long time, and then dragged away one after another.

"For...for the sun!"

Suddenly, the priest on the high platform roared angrily. He held up the blood-stained and tattered scripture, pointed at the Night Clan and shouted.

"The angels of the burning sun will punish this!"

The believers stared blankly at the priest. His words seemed to have magic power, penetrating into the depths of the believers' souls and awakening the remaining humanity and dignity.

First, a believer rushed towards the blood tax collector. His movements were very clumsy, but he still knocked down the blood tax collector. Then the second believer accidentally removed the torch from the pillar. He was hysterical and crazy.

Roaring, he threw the burning fire into the blood tax collector's face.

Fireworks ignited on the blood tax collector's face, the skin was burned, and the metal scratched the fragile flesh. The first drop of blood fell on the ground, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.

The priest's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted excitedly, "Dedicate yourself! For His coming!"

In an instant, his words ignited the church. Some fanatical believers rushed towards the blood tax collectors and struggled with them savagely. Although some believers did not muster up such courage, they still formed a group.

After reaching a certain size, climb out of the window, try to fight against the blood tax collectors outside, and escape from here.

Melissa was not carried away by the fanaticism. After all, she was not a believer. She was just unlucky enough to stumble into this place. She hid behind the pillar, observing the scene vigilantly, looking for opportunities to escape.

"Dedicate yourself!"

The priest cheered, stretched out his hand into the vat of blood in front of him, scooped it up vigorously, and sprinkled pieces of blood on the believers.

The precious blood soaked into the believers' bodies, and the sticky and fishy feeling inspired their primitive fighting spirit, and they became even more crazy. However, this behavior was meaningless in the eyes of the Night Clan, and it made him feel even more angry.

"What a waste..."

Yezu wiped his cheek with his fingertips, and saw a touch of blood on his fingertips.

The calm expression suddenly became angry. Ye Clan no longer wasted time, and the red pupils in his eyes became more and more dazzling. At the same time, the glow of ether reflected on his body surface.

In an instant, a silent scream swept through the church, hitting all the believers in front of them along the cone-shaped diffusion surface, as if countless ghosts were rushing through their minds, tearing their spirits and blood vessels.

Within a few seconds, all the believers lost their ability to resist and fell to their knees. Even Melissa was not spared and fell from the pillar.

Fortunately, someone had already fallen down below, and he acted as a cushion, so that Melissa didn't suffer as much pain from her fall.

Her consciousness was blurred and twisted, and her survival instinct made Melissa raise her head hard. She saw the Night Tribe walking through the fallen people and coming to the priest. He grabbed the priest's head and seemed to say something to him.

What, after a burst of weird ridicule, Yezu punched the priest in the abdomen.

With Ruoyou Ruowu's mournful cry, Melissa saw the Night Clan pick up the torch and throw it towards the painted glass. With a clear cracking sound, the screen collapsed and fireworks burst out.

Like a hallucination, Melissa saw a raging fire igniting, and the broken sun standing forever in the fireworks.

Melissa seemed to be able to imagine what the sun was exactly.

…

Bloodthirsty men wearing iron armor dragged the prison cart, and a large number of blood people were packed into it like cargo.

Devin stood between the prison cars with a gloomy expression. He originally thought this was a raid on these strange believers, but he didn't expect that it turned into a city-wide arrest.

They seemed to have captured all the blood people in this area, leaving only a small number of blood people hiding in the ruins and shivering. Devin hoped that Melissa could hide better.

"Are they hungry? Are they going to have a bloody feast?"

Devin suspected that even if it was a clean-up operation, too many blood people would be cleaned up this time.

Prison vans drove away one after another. Devin followed the prison vans. Under the hazy fog, he saw prison vans driving out in groups from other areas of the old city. This was indeed a city-wide arrest.

Devin couldn't ask any questions, and even if he raised questions, no one would answer him. He could only obey the orders of the Night Clan and follow the team, and soon they arrived at the edge of the old city.

Drive out of the city gate.

The moment he stepped out of the city gate, Devin felt an indescribable feeling. This was the second time he had crossed the city gate. The first time was when he was thrown into the old city.

In the increasingly dense fog, Devin saw blazes of fire. As he got closer, Devin saw a huge team coming from all directions in the fog.

Not only was a comprehensive arrest carried out in the Old City, but other areas of the Land of Eternal Night also encountered the same thing. In some areas, there were not so many prison cars. They simply tied the hands of the blood people with ropes and linked them together.

The long queue stretches backwards with no end in sight.

A strong sense of uneasiness rose from the bottom of Devin's heart. He felt that something bad was about to happen. Devin also wondered if this would be an opportunity to escape. But thinking of the weirdness of this land of eternal night, he

The moment you think you are out of the team, you will be hunted by bloodthirsty people.

"German?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from the prison car on one side. Devin turned his head in confusion and saw a thin figure pushing past the blood people and leaning out like a mouse.

Devin felt that his heartbeat had slowed down by half a beat, and his whole body was frozen in place.

"May...Melissa?"

Looking at the girl in the prison van, Devin couldn't figure out why she was here, and what would happen to her next?

Devin walked over nervously. He wanted to do something, but looking at the heavy cage and the bloodthirsty people swimming around, he realized desperately that there was nothing he could do.

"It's so unlucky that I got caught out of nowhere."

Melissa laughed stupidly. She seemed not to understand her situation at all, or maybe she understood and just accepted it numbly.

"If I had known better, I should have eaten more before going out," Melissa looked around and continued, "If there is any blood tax left, I will give it to you."

Devin's eyes widened and his body couldn't stop shaking. At this time, Melissa was innocent and said excitedly.

"By the way, Devin, I think I know what the sun is."

…

Trick stood in front of the window, overlooking the once magnificent royal city. In his memory, it was as prosperous as a dream, sacred and solemn, but the scene in front of him was heartbreaking.

It is devastated, with ruins and broken walls. The masonry walls are carved with the marks of swords and axes left by the war. Under the ruins are buried corpses that have been rotting for hundreds of years.

"What are you looking at?"

Leng Che's voice sounded from behind, and Trick didn't need to look. He could identify the other party just by smelling the blood in the air.

Trick raised his hand and pointed into the distance. The man stood beside Trick. Looking along his finger, he saw a huge scar running through the wall surrounding the royal city.

It was as if a demon god had once broken through this line of defense. It marched along this gap, turning all the buildings along the way into ruins, extending to a corner of the palace, and with it, most of the palace collapsed.

"Here, in the Dawn War a hundred years ago, it was he who broke through the city wall and led the enemy into the royal city."

Trick obviously has a young face, but his voice is hoarse like an old man.

The man asked, "Oh...is it Serei?"

"Other than that traitor, who else would commit such atrocities?"

At the mention of Sere, Trick's emotions showed obvious ups and downs. He clenched his fists silently, his heart full of hatred.

Trik is one of the few Night Tribes who survived the Dawn War. After the defeat, he was imprisoned in this land of eternal night and spent a long time.

He originally thought that these endless years would cause him to collapse, but Trick himself did not expect that as time went by, his consciousness became clearer and his hatred for Sere grew day by day.

"Sere..."

The man whispered Sere's name playfully, then changed his tone and asked, "How's your work going?"

"I have followed your instructions and summoned all the blood people to rush here."
To be continued...