Blood of Mercury

After a two-day trek, Joseph returned to the city of wealth after a long absence.

To his surprise, after a month, not much has changed here.

A month ago, it was a ruin; a month later, it was still a ruin.

The once prosperous city of wealth has now been consumed by fire. The wailing of the people in the fire had not yet dissipated in Joseph's ears.

... They know that they don't have to die?

There was a mocking arc on the corner of Joseph's mouth.

Unlike Roland, he has a considerable degree of affection for this rich city.

What is the difference between the upper class and the lower class? There are a hundred answers to this question for a hundred people. For Joseph, the difference between the upper class and the lower class was that they raised more needs.

Humans are social animals. You are nothing without a group. Whether it is the invention of the wizard master, or the gadgets of the alchemists, they are all for human use. Isn't the existence of such new gadgets because of the needs of other people?

If no one needed something, it wouldn't have been invented in the first place.

From this, it can be deduced that the source of world progress is precisely people's "needs" - something indistinguishable from greed.

In Joseph's view, the people of the City of Wealth may indeed be "sinners," but they are definitely not "inferior people." In Joseph's eyes, they were all pretty great people.

It is because they demand more that the world progresses. They needed more food, so the world had more food; they needed more entertainment, and the theatre and circus were born. Their needs directly promote the progress of the world, and what does it matter to whom those new products are given after progress?

According to the concept of the **** of darkness, the strong should enjoy more resources. Moreover, mortals are only a few hundred years alive until they die. The wealth they grab will naturally spread out.

Just like the king. The perfect king in Joseph's heart should be a king with great ambition. Wang has more desire than anyone, is happier than anyone, and lives more realistically than anyone. To be admired by all.

Only in this way can people be led by the king. People yearn for a life with higher power, and people yearn to be close to the king, so people will have ambition in their hearts, and there will naturally be motivation to move forward in their hearts. They will instinctively climb up, hoping to achieve a higher status and have a higher level of "needs".

From Joseph's point of view, the City of Wealth is undoubtedly the center of the world—not a city of despair or a **** in hell, but a real, holy place that promotes human progress.

Such thoughts never dissipated in Joseph's mind. This is the source of Joseph's dissatisfaction with Roland.

Such a holy place, the most prosperous city of mankind, the center of the world, was destroyed by that guy for such frivolous reasons?

What salvation, what purification... All this seemed to Joseph to be nonsense.

At first he thought Roland was the kind of pure destroyer - some people wanted to watch the world burn. Joseph expects that such an abnormal Roland can change something. The value he created, the desire and response he called out loudly, was boastful, unusual, and dazzling.

But later, Joseph regretted it.

Roland is by no means the kind of king in his mind. He wanted to be a somewhat extreme Templar more than a diabolical monarch who went crazy and left.

Can a knight save the world? Don't make trouble, this world doesn't need knights for a long time.

Joseph stood at the gate of the city of wealth, looking at the light golden liquid spreading in the city, closed his eyes and quietly prayed for the city.

The world is sick. There is no cure, and it is on the verge of extinction.

If those idiots who thought the world was always peaceful and happy opened their eyes and went to the coast south of Titan, they would know that the world was already on the verge of destruction.

"End of the World" has been curling up since 800 years ago. Begin to gradually collapse, fall, distort.

The southern countries that existed 600 years ago have long been crushed and destroyed by the edge of the world that is gradually approaching. Up to now, the shattered sky from afar is still approaching Titan at a speed of several thousand meters per year—approaching this "civilized" world.

You can see it if you look south from the island at the southernmost tip of Titan. The sky in the distance was a barren, withered purple like a necrotic wound, and the sea level curled upwards. It slowly collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In ten years at the most, Titan will be crushed to pieces by the edge of the world. This is why the Titans are always in high spirits trying to wage war.

Not because of their greed for more, but because they don't want to die. See this.

Just a bunch of cowards.

This is what Joseph said of them.

Thinking of this, Joseph couldn't help but sigh.

Since Roland can't rely on it, who can the world rely on?

Although he hated Roland very much, and even vaguely hated Roland. But he had to admit that the protagonist of this era should be him. With the support of his mentor, Roland could not fail. Unless there is a terrible existence in this world that even the saints can't compete with.

But is that possible?

Joseph smiled self-deprecatingly.

I want to get rid of Roland's constraints, I want to live according to my own ideas, but I don't want to lose the benefits that I lost after being away from Roland. In the end, he was just a mortal, different from the monster Kakarite.

If the tutor had not asked him to assist Roland, Joseph would have betrayed Roland reluctantly long ago. Born under the **** of darkness, he is well versed in the art of betrayal, and he is already very proficient at it.

However, since that guy Roland offered the cardinal's price, let's do it for him for now.

Joseph opened his eyes and looked at the water that was shining with a golden halo under the morning light, and rippled in circles under the wind. For a moment, he thought that the water was full of gold.

"When I become a cardinal..."

Joseph murmured ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The pale ambition gradually ignited in his pupils, and then he hid it well again, returning to his always hazy eyes.

This time, let's help that kid Roland get the information first. Since he offered such a tempting price, if he didn't respond, Joseph himself would think he was stupid.

However, only this time. Do the last thing for him and let it go.

As a cardinal, if you go out, you can probably attract a lot of believers, right?

With that in mind, he stepped into the city of wealth full of flowing golden flames.

He walked on the water, but did not step out of the waves at all. He was like a phantom, without making any sound, his body gradually became transparent, and his sense of existence dropped again and again. At the end, even if you stare at him carefully, you will lose his trace in the blink of an eye.

It's just that he didn't notice that his shadow seemed to have become a little heavier since last night. (To be continued.)