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Faced with millennia of dominance and tyranny, Chen Xu endured the excruciating pain in his shoulder and struggled to his feet.

His once straight spine could only bend in humiliation under the oppressive power of the dragon.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I acted impulsively..."

Chen Xu lowered his head and apologized in a trembling voice.

"This humble servant would never dare to question the grace of the gods. This humble servant only wants the High Priest to see what is really going on with my fourth brother. Even if he dies, let him die knowing why..."

"Hmph, what are you looking at?"

Before Qiannian could speak, the sixth dragon envoy, who was standing on the other side, stepped forward, his hand crackling with lightning aimed directly at Chen Xu, his tone filled with impatience and killing intent.

“We are messengers of the gods, sent down to the mortal realm to collect endless human food for the great God of the Crown Thief. You are here crying and pestering us, delaying the gods’ mealtime. Are you lowly creatures capable of this responsibility?”

Chapter 202 No More Handing Over to Humans

The sixth brother roared.

These words, filled with blatant threat, terrified all the orcs on the periphery, causing them to shrink back and not daring to utter a sound.

This envoy is too domineering and unreasonable; he doesn't give anyone a chance to explain.

At this moment, the peak, caught in the middle, knew that it was time for his role as a good person to shine.

He steeled himself, bracing himself against the terrifying pressure from the two dragon envoys, turned around, and said with a helpless tone.

"Your Excellency, please calm your anger. Please allow me to check on the believer's condition. Just a quick look won't take up too much time in collecting the offerings."

"Shut up".

Millennium mercilessly interrupted Peak's words.

"Zhu Mengyi, what do you know about not wasting time? Do you know how many human souls that the gods love most have missed out on because you're wasting your breath talking to this bunch of trash?"

Despite a thousand years of condemnation, the peak did not back down.

He took a deep breath, straightened his spine, and retorted.

“My lord, I certainly know the importance of collecting offerings, but if I do not investigate the cause of death of that believer today and allow this panic to spread among the believers, everyone will think that there is a problem with the holy water bestowed by the gods, and that the gods have abandoned them.”

Peak suddenly turned around, pointed at the orcs below whose eyes were beginning to flicker with doubt and fear, and shouted.

“Your Excellency, look at them. If they have lost their faith in the gods, if they no longer believe that the holy water can save lives, how can they dare to offer the last of their human beings to the gods?”

"What the divine deity needs is the pure faith and sacrifice offered by these believers from the bottom of their hearts, not the false submission that you forcibly force through violence and thunder."

“Using power to oppress people will only breed resentment in them and completely cut off the source of food for the gods.”

Peak's words were powerful and righteous.

This was a desperate remonstrance against the two brutal messengers, made from the high ground of safeguarding the long-term interests of the gods.

The scene fell silent.

The two powerful dragon envoys seemed stunned by these words and did not refute them for a moment.

The beastmen below, who had already been considering retreating, felt an indescribable sense of gratitude upon hearing the high priest's words about daring to defy the messenger for their sake.

At the same time, the high priest's words struck a chord with their deepest anxieties.

Yes, if there really is something wrong with the holy water, then what's the point of them going bankrupt?

It was in this silent tug-of-war that things escalated.

Xu Tian, ​​who had been squatting on the ground, tightly embracing the corpse he had just seen, had a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

He knew the time was right; all it took was a single match to ignite the tension in the hearts of these orcs.

Xu Tian slowly stood up, his resolute voice clearly echoing across the square.

“The High Priest is right. If a great god cannot even save his own devout followers, how can we have faith in him?”

This question stunned everyone.

This pig-headed man, who had just escaped death, dared to utter such treasonous words in front of the messenger.

Upon hearing these provocative words, Qian Nian abruptly turned his head, his anger turning into a mocking laugh that was deafening.

"Hahaha, ridiculous, utterly ridiculous."

Qiannian pointed at Xu Tian, ​​his tone full of disdain.

"You bunch of foolish ants, what do you mean that gods cannot save believers? If it weren't for those three drops of holy water bestowed by the gods just now, you and that pig-headed guy next to you would have been corpses covered in poison spots by now."

"This is just the one problem that only one of you four has run into trouble. Weren't you yourself pulled back from the brink of hell by the gods themselves? What right do you have to question the power of the gods?"

Faced with the Dragon Envoy's wrath, Xu Tian not only did not back down, but instead suddenly raised his head, his eyes hidden in the shadows like two blades, meeting the gaze of a thousand years.

"So what?"

Xu Tian roared fearlessly, his voice filled with madness.

"Yes, the gods saved me, and I am deeply grateful for their grace. However, my fourth brother is still lying there, his fate unknown."

Xu Tian suddenly turned around, spread his arms, and faced the hundreds of orcs behind him, their eyes filled with terror. His voice was like a booming bell.

"My fellow orcs, think this through. If we retreat without understanding why, if this holy water truly harbors some kind of flaw, what if that flaw originated from among us brothers?"

“You are now lining up, preparing to offer the last hope of your families, the last human slaves, to the gods. But if, after you obtain the holy water and feed it to your parents, wives, and children, the result is the same as my fourth brother's: the poison spots fade, but the person never wakes up again, then who will you turn to for justice? Who will compensate for the lives of your loved ones?”

"If this problem isn't clarified today, who will dare to offer humanity to the gods with peace of mind? Who will dare to gamble with the lives of their loved ones on this unknown risk?"

Xu Tian's words were like daggers, each one striking at their most feared weak spot.

Yes.

If the holy water they bought with all their money only saved a lifeless person in a vegetative state, what was the point?

Wouldn't they be the ones getting ripped off?

In this cruel world, the beastmen may be uncivilized, but that doesn't mean they are fools.

When it comes to matters concerning their own interests and safety, they think faster than anyone else.

“That’s right, that pig-headed man brother is right.”

In the crowd, someone mustered up the courage to shout first.

This sound was like a spark falling into a pile of dry wood, instantly igniting a prairie fire.

"We must find out the truth, High Priest. Please go and see what's going on with that brother."

“If we don’t find out the truth, we’ll take our human slaves home and wait to die. We’re going to die anyway, so why should we offer them up to you for nothing?”

"Yes, until we find out the truth, no one will let us hand over another human."

The orcs, who had been too intimidated to utter a sound by the dragon envoy's imposing aura, now unleashed an astonishing will to resist, driven by their own self-interest.

The crowd was enraged, and the shouts were deafening. Hundreds and thousands of orcs waved their fists and roared their condemnation at the envoy on the high platform.

Chapter 203 There's Still Poison

Many orcs who had already handed over humans but hadn't yet received the holy water were already rolling up their sleeves, preparing to seize the wooden door to the back hall.

Faced with this massive torrent of public opinion, even the three arrogant dragon envoys seemed somewhat powerless.

Hearing the protests below, Xu Tian smiled.

"They've taken the bait."

Xu Tian thought to himself.

On the high platform at this moment.

Seeing the scene about to spiral out of control, Qiannian and Lao Liu looked at each other, seemingly completely at a loss due to the frenzied counterattack of these lowly people.

They deliberately feigned anger and a sense of being caught in a dilemma, but did not immediately unleash a thunderous crackdown.

At this critical moment.

Peak seized this perfect opportunity.

He stepped forward, blocking Qiannian and Lao Liu, and said in a sincere and urgent tone.

“My esteemed envoys, as you can see, the believers’ faith is wavering. The only solution now is for me to investigate and uncover the truth.”

“If you continue to obstruct the wicked, you will truly be delaying the divine affairs, and may even ruin the divine’s entire sacrificial plan in this town.”

Qiannian stared at the bloodshot-eyed orcs below, his chest heaving violently as if he were engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

After a long while, he suddenly flicked his sleeve and let out a cold snort of resentment.

"Alright, Zhu Mengyi, since you insist on seeing, then this envoy will let you see it clearly."

Qiannian said through gritted teeth.

“I’d like to see what tricks you can come up with. If you can’t find the cause, you bunch of ants who dare to defy the gods will all die here today.”

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency."

As if granted a pardon, he bowed repeatedly, then hurriedly lifted his wide black robe and ran down the steps.

When the high priest finally came down, all the orcs stopped shouting and automatically made way for him to reach the four pig-headed men.

Peak quickly walked to Chujian's side.

He took a deep breath, and his expression instantly became extremely serious.

He slowly squatted down, extended his black-gloved hands, and gently placed them on Chu Jian's chest.

Then, he closed his eyes and ran his fingers over the joints, neck, and even temples of the area he had just met.

At the same time, a faint glow of magical light appeared in his palm.

Time passed by, second by second.

Chen Xu and the other two stood nervously by, barely daring to breathe.

Sudden.

"This...how is this possible?"

Gao Feng, who had been intently examining the patient with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.