After midnight, in the Pearl City area, on the municipal square of Ukruhr.

A huge worship ceremony was being held here grandly. More than 100,000 surrounding people arrived here, crowding the originally very wide municipal square a little.

Many bonfires were lit around the square, and all kinds of expensive spices were thrown into the bonfire and burned in large quantities.

Suddenly, a strong and intoxicating fragrance began to spread in the area of ​​the Ukruhr.

The expense of this item alone is a rather terrifying amount.

From this we can see how extraordinary the scale and luxury of this worship ceremony are.

The reason for holding a worship ceremony is very simple. When people are extremely desperate, they always need this illusory spiritual belief.

In the official office of the San Ge's house, it was announced from the afternoon:

After the withdrawal of troops immediately, the people in the entire Pearl City area fell into despair.

Under such circumstances, it can be said that all aspects of human nature have been continuously amplified, allowing ordinary people to do things that they usually dare not even think about, thereby venting their fears.

Among them are crazy drinking, eating and drinking, and committing various huge profits in illegal and criminal activities.

Even large-scale suicides continue to occur; in short, the entire Pearl City has become an disorderly world.

Public security incidents that can be seen everywhere, all the officials at the grassroots level of the police station's communications department have begun to stop operating.

But the larger number of people suddenly became the most devout believers.

Since the Third Brother's government in reality can no longer rely on it, we can only pray for the legendary omnipotent gods to save them.

Therefore, from the beginning, this worship ceremony became the only spiritual support for everyone nearby.

The former roadside stall owner, Lahore, a non-famous fried rice supplier, is now a well-known wood merchant in Ukruhr. He kneels down devoutly, constantly begging the legendary Brahma to save his whole family.

If he could choose, he would have been fine no matter where he went.

Even the officials of the Third Brother family arrested him, but they were far better than coming to this place to hide their names and finally reached this level.

Half a month ago, Lahore took his family to Ukruhr, far away from his hometown.

During the first week, Lahore still felt extremely happy.

Even though this place was completely unfamiliar with the wealth of that big backpack, he didn't spend much effort to change himself into a legal identity called Yoam.

With sufficient capital, the former roadside stall owner naturally could not re-collect his old business and became a mobile vendor who was chased by the police.

Relying on the rich local timber resources, Lahore acquired a local timber processing factory.

From then on, he has become Mr. Yoam who has a noble status in the local area; a luxurious residence, a beautiful little secretary, and a noble social status.

In a short period of time, Lahore has reached the peak of his life.

Whenever he thinks of this, he will thank Brahma for his blessing in his heart, allowing him to meet the great Zhang Dixian.

Unfortunately, all this situation has completely fallen into a bubble a week ago; even in the basement of his house, most of the bags of rupees and gold are buried.

However, these things cannot guarantee the safety of his life.

So during tonight's worship ceremony, he gritted his teeth and donated a large amount of money, and finally hoped that with the blessing of Brahma, his family could survive this disaster.

At least! I also hope that in such a grand ceremony and the pious prayers of so many people.

That kind of damn temporary passage will not appear in the Ukruhr area today. It will allow them to live one more day, so it will be one day.

As countless people knelt on the ground piously and recited the great Brahma, time gradually passed.

In a blink of an eye, time came to five o'clock in the morning; when the huge bell tower in the municipal square made a sound of five o'clock, everyone felt relieved.

Because this means that as long as you last less than an hour, the sky will gradually brighten.

This also means that the temporary passage will not appear in the area of ​​Ukruhr, and the devil who represents death will not appear.

It seems that such a large worship ceremony has worked.

After realizing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

They saw hope. Although it was extremely expensive to hold such a worship ceremony, as long as they could save their lives, nothing else was no longer important.

Lahole in the second row of the front end naturally thought so.

He even started to calculate how many times he could attend such worship based on his family background.

However, less than five minutes later, Lahore looked at the place ten meters away in front of him with horror; the original place was a statue of Brahma draped in red silk cloth.

At this moment, a distortion of space occurred in front of the statue of the god.

To be honest, this kind of scene of air fluctuation and distortion is the first time everyone present has seen it, but it does not prevent them from reacting immediately:

Go to the great Brahma!

This is a sign of the generation of temporary passages, and this kind of worship ceremony is useless at all

After a brief moment of stagnation, everyone got up from the ground, not caring about the strong numbness on their legs, and fleeing to the distance frantically.

This is a competition that blocks life. In a few minutes, if you can escape a little before those demons come out, you may be lucky enough to save your life.

However, huge riots arose.

The place with a big fucking place was crowded with tens of thousands of people, and it was not possible to successfully evacuate it in a short while.

During countless stampede incidents, continuous screams and crying resounded throughout this small city.

It took a lot of money to get the front seat. I look forward to praying to Brahma closer. Maybe Lahore, who has better effect, is now completely suffering.

Looking at the dark crowd in front of him, he knew that he would definitely not be able to squeeze out.

I guess the first time those demons appear is when they are possessed.

It seems that this is not right. The main reason is that Lahore looked at his shriveled figure, and he felt that the devil might not necessarily look down on him.

The problem is that this is not something to be thankful for, it is just my own way of death, from being possessed to being torn apart by a demon.

I can't do this. I shouldn't die in such humiliation as Mr. Am. While thinking about this, Lahore took out a dagger from his pocket.

Unfortunately, the dagger stomped on his neck several times, and Lahore didn't have the courage to start.

At this moment, he saw a figure stepping on the head and constantly approaching here in a figure that was squeezing and thrusting outwards.

Seeing the familiar black face of the bearded man, the dagger in Lahore's hand sounded and fell straight to the ground.

Then, in front of the visitor, Lahole, who had kneeled down on the ground with devoutly, had already made a decision in his heart:

Zhang Dixian is his only belief in the rest of his life!
Chapter completed!