I Have A City In An Alternate World Chapter 3518: The city's disaster (1)

Chapter 3518: The city’s disaster (1)

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A new day had arrived.

The residents of the city were happy and looking forward to it, because today was the day of sacrifice, and the carefully prepared sacrifices would be offered to the G.o.ds.

Among the offerings to the G.o.ds, many of them came from the residents in exchange for more divine grace.

The more sacrifices he offered, the more rewards he would receive. The results were immediate each time.

The residents were more and more convinced of the existence of the G.o.ds, and they were more and more active in offering sacrifices, and regarded it as a Supreme honor.

As the time approached, the residents began to gather on both sides of the street, waiting for the wors.h.i.+p to begin.

Although they had experienced it many times, each sacrifice was as lively as a Festival.

However, for some reason, many of the residents were dispirited today. They would even hold their stomachs from time to time.

From their expressions, it was obvious that they were in pain.

However, the sacrificial ceremony was about to begin, and people were more concerned about this matter. They didn’t care too much about this small abnormality.

Soon, it was time for the sacrifice. The prisoners were driven out of the prison and they continued to move forward along the wide road.

The residents stood on both sides of the road and cheered. This was their happiest moment.

However, in the process of cheering, there were people who fell to the ground from time to time, their faces blue and purple, unable to get up.

Such a situation did not affect the progress of the ritual. At this moment, the only thing on the minds of the fanatical residents was the sacrifice.

They followed the team closely and gathered in the square, waiting for the prisoners to be beheaded so that they could enjoy the blessing of G.o.d.

Driven by the fierce soldiers, the prisoners with numb expressions climbed up the altar of the tower and were then pressed down on the stone bed.

After the incantation was finished, the red-robed priest gave the order and the prisoners were killed one after another.

The residents below cheered loudly. They felt the gift of the G.o.ds, which made them happy and powerful.

This was especially true for those who had sacrificed their items. They had a clearer feeling, as if their bodies and souls had been sublimated.

They cheered and jumped for joy, venting the joy in their hearts.

However, when the ceremony ended and the crowd was about to leave, screams and groans suddenly broke out.

On the wide square, there were many residents lying on the ground, their faces blue and their breathing weak.

Some of the residents were no longer breathing.

The unexpected turn of events caused panic, and the residents were at a loss, not knowing what was going on.

Soon, cultivators and witch doctors arrived. After examining the corpses and the sick, they quickly came to an answer.

He was poisoned.

All the residents who had such symptoms had taken poison, which was why they were in such a situation.

During the test, residents would suddenly fall to the ground from time to time, or hold their stomachs and scream.

The square, which had been full of cheers before, was now filled with screams and wails. The scene was shocking.

It wasn’t just the residents who were poisoned, even the soldiers were falling to the ground.

hurry up and check! There must be a problem with the food and water source!

The city Lord who heard the news roared and immediately gave the order to head to the water source in the city.

It was a large well with a diameter of five meters. The water was crystal clear, and a huge windmill was set up on it.

As the pinwheel spun, it would constantly lift up the well water and pour it into the water tank at the top.

There were dozens of water tanks on top of the water tank, which led to different corners of the city. Residents could directly extract the water if they wanted to.

This water supply system was intricately designed, providing great convenience to the residents and also becoming one of the city’s landscapes.

However, today, it had become the source of the poison to the entire city’s residents.

At his command, the well was immediately sealed, and the windmill began to spin.

The witch doctors immediately carried out a test and quickly came to a conclusion that the well water had indeed been poisoned.

As for what kind of poison it was, it was still impossible to determine. It was also impossible to know how many residents had drunk the poisoned well water.

The only thing they could do now was to seal the well and stop anyone from drinking.

He believed that as time pa.s.sed, the poison would slowly weaken until it completely disappeared.

Or he could figure out the type of poison and create the corresponding antidote to neutralize the poison in the water.

In the process of research, there was constant news that the number of poisoned residents was increasing.

Many of the residents had already lost their lives.

The panicking residents begged the cultivators for help and prayed for the G.o.ds to help them dissolve the poison, but it was of no use.

The witch doctor’s methods were slightly effective, but the limited medicinal herbs could not save so many patients in the city.

In the process of collecting the herbs, more people were poisoned, and the casualties had reached an uncontrollable level.

Because the water source had been poisoned, the entire city was in chaos. Many residents had placed their hopes on the G.o.ds.

However, if they wanted to pray for a gift from the G.o.ds to resolve the disaster, they had to offer sacrifices. The problem was that there was no prisoner in the city at the moment.

Some of the anxious residents turned to look at the people around them, and killing intent flashed in their eyes.

There was no rule that residents could not be used as sacrifices.

However, in the end, they didn’t dare to make a move, because only the city Lord could make such a decision. If the other residents dared to do so, they would definitely be killed by the angry residents.

Besides, without enough, the sacrifice would have no effect. This was a common knowledge.

In fact, even if they did so, it might not be effective, because the purpose of the existence of the fragment world was to obliterate the souls of cultivators.

The residents of these cities were just tools. Even if they all died today, they would all be resurrected tomorrow.

He would never change the original script just because of their prayers and pleas, as that might lead to an accident.

The ancient creature that had fallen into a deep sleep was slow and lazy.

There was also a group of cultivators who were looking for the poisoner in the city, looking furious.

Only by finding the poisoner could they determine the type of poison, and then carry out targeted treatment.

The whole city was in chaos, and many things would be easier to do.

No one noticed that a figure was shuttling through the city. Places that were usually difficult to get close to could now be easily entered.

This was because the guards were also poisoned, and all of them were busy with their own affairs, so how could they have the time to care about other things?

One by one, special resources were quietly obtained by Tang Zhen and then transported to the prison.

Even if the outside world was turned upside down, it had nothing to do with Tang Zhen. There was no need to pay too much attention to it.

After all, such a scene had already happened many times in the past, and it would be the same every day in the future.

Having gotten used to the sight of prisoners being killed, these cold-blooded and crazy residents should also have a taste of their own collective slaughter.

Tang Zhen made the city extremely chaotic and took the opportunity to obtain the materials he wanted. Then, he made the various items he wanted.

After it was successfully created, it would be carefully sealed and hidden in various hidden corners of the prison.

These things were very important. They were Tang Zhen’s guarantee to leave the fragment world. There must not be any problems.

The previous experiment had confirmed that as long as the object was hidden in the brick of the prison, it would still exist the next day.

The restoration of the fragment world obviously did not include the prison.

During this repeated period of time, Tang Zhen had already created many secret compartments to store the items he had secretly made.

It could be said that this prison had become his secret warehouse.

Recently, Tang Zhen no longer needed to poison himself to death or blow himself up. Instead, he quietly waited for the arrival of the final moment.

Because in the moment of life and death, he could always sense some special things.

Such a situation was likely to be related to ancient creatures, or perhaps it was the rule force that the other party controlled.

Tang Zhen suddenly grinned as he silently calculated the time. His consciousness instantly sank into darkness.

A new day has arrived, and perhaps a new story will happen.