Huang Yi felt that his body was a little stiff, which was the sequelae of twelve broken ribs. Although a minor injury would not threaten his life, the discomfort would still exist for a short period of time. As a not-so-crazy War Church believer, Huang Yi didn't want to use pain to test himself, so he just lay there like this for ten days, ten happy days.
And now, he started to move.
"What are you going to do?"
Holding the communicator tightly in his hand, the confused expression on his face still did not dissipate. Izzy looked at Huang Yi who was struggling to sit up, and asked puzzledly: "The hard bandage on your body will not be removed until tomorrow. Yinjue will give it to you." My order is to protect you, so if you have any needs, you can ask me."
Hearing this, Huang Yi nodded, and then with stiff hands, he took out a money bag from the bag beside him. Like a zombie, he reached into his money bag, counted them, took out four silver coins, and placed them in Izzy's hand with a pained look on his face.
"What are you..."
The confusion on Izzy's face deepened, "Are you comforting me?"
"no."
Huang Yi shook his head. He looked at Izzy and said seriously: "Buy me a bottle of ordinary red wine. I want cherry flavor."
"ah?"
Izzy Honglan's lips opened slightly, and the confusion on her face turned into astonishment. She looked at Huang Yi blankly, and asked subconsciously: "Why ordinary red wine?"
"Because four silver coins can't buy champagne."
Huang Yi, with a serious look on his face, said matter-of-factly: "I only have eight silver coins at my disposal right now. If I give out one-half, it is the greatest respect for Yin Jue."
…
"If it wasn't me who was sitting here right now, but another member of the commercial church, you would be beaten to death."
Take a long breath to calm down the restlessness in your heart. Izzy suddenly felt a little funny, and the extreme shock just now was relieved a lot.
"Anyone else would have been infested with my feces."
Huang Yi smiled, lay back, looked at the pure white ceiling, and sighed: "If my guess is correct, your Commercial Church didn't directly say that Zhou Li killed Yin Jue, right?"
"After meeting with the brave man, Yin Jue's body was found in the office."
Looking at Huang Yi's face, Izzy replied calmly: "That's it."
Of course Huang Yi knows about the Twelve Hours network, and he also knows that every church has its own church network. Although the internal network of the War Church now has nothing but help for loans and help for preventing collections, he knows that the internal networks of other churches are very important.
"What do you think?"
Looking at Izzy, Huang Yi asked: "I can feel that you have no feelings for Yinjue or the Commercial Church."
"Yes."
Izzy nodded and said calmly: "I was picked up by Yin Jue, or abducted in a sense. So I am just grateful to him for letting me live, but not grateful to him himself. And Business church…"
With a complicated smile, Izzy sighed: "I don't think anyone would like a church made up of businessmen."
"But Yinjue is different."
Huang Yi leaned on the pillow, looked at Izzy, and asked calmly: "Yinjue's personal charisma and organizational power have surpassed that of the Commercial Church. His death will have a great impact."…
"Yes."
Izzy nodded, "His Royal Highness Yin Jue's personal charm has surpassed that of the Commercial Church. Yin Jue's death will have immeasurable consequences."
"What are you going to do?"
Huang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "You are an agent directly under Yin Jue. Now that Yin Jue is dead, what are you going to do?"
"Return to business church for reinstatement."
Standing up, Izzy bowed slightly to Huang Yi, and then said to him with a faint smile: "It's been a pleasure getting along with you these days."
"Me too."
Huang Yi nodded and said with a smile: "Leave an address. It will be easier to write letters in the future."
Hearing this, Izzy was stunned for a moment, then took a piece of paper with a smile, wrote a line of words and handed it to Huang Yi.
"OK."
Huang Yi clenched the paper in his hand, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Thank you for telling me the home address of the deputy chief of the police station."
"You're welcome."
Izzy smiled, stretched out her hand, and sprinkled the milk on Huang Yi's pants. Then under the glare of Huang Yi, who was covered in hard bandages, he said softly: "I hope your half-impaired hands can wipe the liquid on your pants well before the nurse comes to check the ward."
After saying that, Izzy turned around and left the ward under the watchful eyes of Huang Yi, who had veins on his neck and wished Izzy could see the crazy maggots in the dung sea.
"call."
When Izzy left the ward, Huang Yi closed his eyes, then stretched out his hand to control the invisible power to crush all the surveillance runes hidden on the ceiling, the bottom of the water glass, and the teapot, and took a long breath.
Then, he gently crushed the war rune on his wrist. With a burst of cracking sound, the hard bandage on Huang Yi's body instantly disintegrated, exposing his solid and strong body like marble.
Huang Yi took the clothes and put them on. There was no trace of injury in Huang Yi's movements. For the Pope of a war church, treating one's own injuries as "serious" is a necessary skill. If he wanted to, he could simply stop all life functions, and even the Life Church would have to issue him a certificate of immediate cremation.
"Hello?"
The communicator was dialed. Huang Yi, who was sitting on the balcony of the hospital, looked at the scenery high in the sky and asked calmly: "Yin Jue is dead?"
"Confirmed."
Zhou Li's voice came, "I personally destroyed the body and eliminated all traces. It's completely dead."
"Do you believe it?"
Huang Yi narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Do you believe he is dead?"
"certainly."
Zhou Li sneered, "He must be dead and has to die. The living Yinjue is no threat to you and me at all. You know this, I know it, and he knows it even better. So, he must be dead now." "
"But, he's still alive."
Huang Yi stretched out his hand, and a silver coin engraved with the third Emperor Tariq reflected the light, "Yin Jue... what are you thinking of?"
"silver."
Zhou Li told the answer that Huang Yi shared with him, "There is only a wrong name, not a wrong title. The title of a knight made of silver coins is unmistakable."
"It seems you have guessed it too."
Huang Yi gently pinched the silver coins into thin strips, with a playful expression on his face, "When a mortal becomes a god, I didn't expect that the inheritance that had been cut off for so long would actually appear from Yin Jue."…
Yes, mortals become gods.
Zhou Li had already thought of this when Yin Jue chose to die in Zhou Li's hands.
In fact, it is possible for humans to become gods. However, humans can never become a member of the Twelve Moments. In known history, there are a total of seven people who have clearly become the gods identified with the twelve moments. These seven people have mastered the authority called rules, but they are still controlled by Twelve Hours, and even the degree of control is much higher than in the mortal period.
This path to becoming a god was cut off a thousand years ago. In the past, humans were able to become gods because the authority controlled by the twelve righteous gods was not complete at the beginning, and many subtle authorities were forgotten in the world. For example, the goddess of life did not have the authority over "disease" at the beginning, but it was completed later.
After thousands of years of development, all authority has returned to the gods, and the original seven human gods also chose to return to the Twelve Moments. Although he has the status of God, he has no authority of his own. Most humans have forgotten the path to becoming a god, and the highest level of a profession has also changed from "anti-god" to "god-given".
"The God of Commerce controls all the powers derived from precious metals, except the power of silver."
Zhou Li crushed the silver coins in his hand and said meaningfully: "Do you think this is the god's negligence or his wisdom?"
"I have no idea."
Shaking his head subconsciously, Huang Yi continued: "I once heard a message from the God of War. The reason why humans cannot become gods is not only that all power has been transferred to gods, but the more important reason is that humans have lost a way to become gods. A necessary trait of a god. Therefore, even if Yinjue becomes a god, he can only be an incomplete god."
"Not quite a god?"
Zhou Li seemed to remember something. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Can you establish contact with the God of War?"
"Unfortunately."
Huang Yi sighed, "The God of War is always in a half-mad state, and it is easy to be contaminated by establishing contact with him."
"A dead Yin Jue is far scarier than a living Yin Jue."
Frowning, Zhou Li clicked his tongue and said, "Now, a Yin Jue who can choose to do whatever it takes to stand in the dark and has a kind of power is lurking around us."
"He can even hear clearly what you and I are saying now."
Holding the silver coin tightly in his hand, the hot flames turned the silver coin into silver sticky water flowing on the ground. Huang Yi stared at the commercial church tower in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Are you ready to continue walking?"
Zhou Li knew what Huang Yi was referring to. His enemy was Twelve Hours, the filth and filth hidden under the glorious surface of the gods. But not Huang Yi. At first, he just wanted to make a deal with Zhou Likeng Yinjue and transfer the money to add some money to the War Church. But now, the problem of commercial churches has worsened to a point.
"certainly."
Zhou Li said calmly: "I am different from you. Yinjue and I have a score to settle, and we will fight to the death."
"Behind me is the Church of War."
Huang Yi's face looked a little uncomfortable, as if he was very dissatisfied with his behavior, "No matter what...it's still twelve seconds."...
After this period of contact, Zhou Li also gradually realized what kind of person this man who was called a war madman by humans and demon kings in his previous life was. He could tell that there was an unknown story behind Huang Yi. He also knew that this man had personally killed his favorite wife and student, but was not tried by any Holy See.
However, he also knew that Huang Yi's feelings for the War Church had never changed. He has loved this church for a long time, even if there is no normal person in it, even if this church makes him tired and busy, and the Pope is extremely strapped to an outrageous level. But he is still working hard for this church, as always.
"I know."
Zhou Li had anticipated this situation and said calmly: "I will take care of the rest of this matter. Before the 30th, I suggest you leave."
"Take care of yourself."
Gritting his teeth, Huang Yi disconnected the communication. He looked at the tall tower in the distance with a gloomy expression.
In any case, he is a member of the Twelve Hours, he represents the War Church, and his every move is the War Church's external attitude. He can fight with Yin Jue, sabotage his actions, and even dance in Yin Jue's face. However, he was the only one who could not take action against the commercial church.
If it's just Yinjue, it's just Yinjue. This is just a dispute between the Pope of the Merchant Church and the Pope of the War Church. Even if the church's energy is used, it's just a battle between two people.
However, if Yin Jue dies at this time, then once Huang Yi continues to act, his actions will be against the Commercial Church. In the eyes of people who don’t know why, this is the madman who is the War Church declaring war on the Commercial Church. At that time, Twelve Hours will definitely impose sanctions on the War Church, because he did target Yin Jue before.
Huang Yi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of worry. He didn't understand why Yinjue would rather give up a human body, give up all fame, honor, money and wealth to become an incomplete god. He didn't dare to think about what Zhou Li was pursuing to force Yin Jue to do this.
Huang Yi understands Yinjue. As a businessman, what Yinjue is best at is getting the maximum benefit at the minimum price. At this time, Yin Jue has given up his own life, so the benefits he wants will far exceed his life. And Huang Yi couldn't imagine what a terrifying existence it was that made Yin Jue pay such a price.
Phew~
Taking a deep breath, Huang Yi closed his eyes, stood up, and jumped towards the landing area. Along with a harsh sound, Huang Yi's figure disappeared into the air. People on the road seemed to hear something. When they raised their heads, there was only a clear sky.
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"I knew this kid was going to run away."
Zhou Li put down the communicator and a smile appeared on his face. What Huang Yi may not know is that Zhou Li may not be a competent warrior, and at the same time, he is not a good person either.
"Huang Yi?"
Eluma stood next to Zhou Li holding hot cocoa, admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window. She seemed to know who the person on the other side of the communicator was, and asked softly: "Is he leaving?"
"He can't leave."
Zhou Li shook his head and then asked: "Do you remember, Huang Yi once killed his wife and disciples, and the War Church did not judge his actions, and remained silent even for twelve seconds. "
"Yeah, I remember."
Eluma nodded, "Azi told me that there are many hidden secrets behind this."
"I thought of something."
Looking at the blue sky outside the window, Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Become a god. Power, tell me, why did Huang Yi react so quickly to the matter of becoming a god?"
You know, I didn’t even react if he didn’t say anything.
In fact, Zhou Li didn't want to talk about becoming a god at first. What he wanted to say was that Yinjue attached his soul to others. But at that time, Huang Yi almost instinctively said that he would become a god, and Zhou Li followed his words and continued the conversation.
Then, he remembered something.
The God of War likes his Pope very much.
