Soul of Negary Chapter 56: Negri (eight)

"It's still too weak." Negri stood easily in the pile of bones. He is still suppressing his strength until now. These people are far from letting him feel the pressure.
His opponent is now only six people, the legendary Ranger Chris Moto, the Divine Cardinal Osgood, his disciple Pastor Lun Dona, the Divine Knight Knight Myerson, the Rojas End Force Smic Lancher, Avengers Jason Todd.
Each of these six people has its own merits, all of which are considered human geniuses, and Lun and Myerson are a bit younger.
"Your consciousness is not enough." Negri gradually sighed. The world's top level of humans is almost the same as them. According to known information, only Royas's Al Delic.
"If the top quality is only this, my footsteps will not be far." Negri sighed, and now that he has been able to sense the barrier, the barrier that cannot be overcome, after all, here is only a low magic world.
"Then I'll add some more chips!" Negri said slowly. "You must have noticed, too. In Realistemia, most diseases do not exist. This is because most can cause those diseases. Everything is under my control."
"Those businessmen who come and go to Reia every year, they will bring Reia's specialties here for a while, and I bless them with their specialties." Negri said seriously: "These things are usually sleeping, not for humans. harm."
"But once I order them to activate, they will form diseases and infect their hosts-those merchants wandering on the mainland, the merchants will become pathogens and spread the plague everywhere."
"And you have six people left, and every one of you can't satisfy me, I will activate the germs in ten merchants. Believe me, this is enough to set off a large-scale plague."
"Although this will make my food a lot less, but it does not matter, I can bear this price, now the question is can you afford it?" Negri said, glancing at the knight in the crowd, perhaps because just He seemed exceptionally silent for killing his companion's body.
"Of course you can all trust me to help me take charge of more places." Negri said with a smile: "Reia is extremely prosperous under my governance, and people living here will no longer be troubled by most diseases. , It’s just some sacrifices."
"Think about it, compared with those who die of illness every year, I can say that the sacrifices I receive are very few." Negri said temptingly: "You chose to attack me, which was originally a wrong decision. "
"Put up your confusing words." Chris froze for a moment before saying, "It's a shame that people die of disease, but sacrifice sacrifices are definitely evil, use evil It may seem beautiful to have a righteous result, but I believe this is a mistake. Since it is a mistake, I will not agree."
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, then let's see the full potential. Let me see your consciousness." Negri smiled and looked away from Myerson. He knew that the teenager had no way to escape the snare. .
Just looking at what Negri said, it does have some truth. It can eliminate most of the disadvantages of diseases at a lower cost, but at that time Negri will also have more power. Perhaps the disease is indeed eliminated, But the disadvantages may be more.
But Myerson is not Chris, he has not experienced so many things, and he has hit him the most since childhood, those poor people who are deeply troubled by diseases in the slums. There was a loophole in his spirit, and he suddenly felt that it was wrong for him and others to resist Negri.
"What should I do if I have a mistake? Then make up for him, boy." A voice seemed to rise in my heart, and Myerson's eyes flickered: "Look, you are fighting the corpse without the help of the bishop, but the road Eun is in danger, but Osgood can help in time. This is the difference between the poor and the noble."
"Because he was born, Lun can become a disciple of Bishop Osgoode, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot realize my dream. Now I see another path."
"Maybe in the eyes of others, this way is wrong, but for me, this is the right way." Myerson thoughts continue to appear in this mess.
Although born as a poor, it made Milson feel a little deeper in his heart, but it is undeniable that he was originally a good boy, but unfortunately he met Negri, and under the constant temptation of Negri's spiritual power, some originally insignificant Emotions were constantly amplified, becoming the last straw that overwhelmed Myerson.
Myerson mentioned the knight sword and wanted to activate the gifts, but found that all the gifts were dim and dull. He smiled sarcastically: "Did God even abandon me?"
"Myerson, what are you thinking, hurry up!" Lun said breathlessly, using his gift with a headache to cleanse those germs again. He was the eldest son of the Dona family, the future nobleman, and even The top level of the Divine Faith was actually scared by an evil spirit and could not move. This time the shame can only be remedied by defeating him.
Looking at Lun, Myerson raised the knight's sword, and the germs in the air slowly gathered towards Myerson.
Augustin has been opening the gift of true knowledge, and suddenly an ominous feeling rushed to the heart. In fact, there was a vague feeling before this, but because Negri's sense of existence was too strong, it interfered with this hunch.
It wasn't until this time that Osgoodin clearly sensed where this ominous came from. Turning around, he saw Milson's body slightly black, raised the knight's sword, and pointed it at Lun's neck.
There was a flash of struggling in Myerson’s eyes, but there were more and more germs invading his body. Negri continued to pass on his will through the germs, so that Myerson would be further blackened, and Lun was weak due to the excessive use of gifts. No danger has yet been discovered.
"The gift of temperance!" Osgoodin once again used the temperance gift to limit Myerson's actions, and then felt a pain in his chest. A palm rushed out of his chest, and it was his palm that was holding him. Beating heart.
"Concern is chaotic, and you are nothing more than that, Bishop Osgoodine." Negri said disappointedly. Despite his piety, he was still a man with all kinds of weaknesses.
"My Lord...sacrifice..." Osgoodin uttered a few words intermittently, and the next moment of dazzling light shone.