Locke was broken into pieces... In less than half a day, everyone in the city knew about this. Elink, the leader of the black force who opposed it, heard about this, was so scared that he led the wine glass in his hand on the spot, and then hid, missing.

Most people don’t know how Locke died and why he died, and only a few of them guessed the reason.

For example, the city lord Roderick, or the house craftsman Dore, get out.

Doergun is a foreman of the construction team. He usually deals with many people and is also supported by a little nobleman. Although he does not have many powerful connections, he still knows some news.

When he saw the temple drawings given by Beta, he guessed that the wizard might have a conflict with Locke. After all, he had seen Locke and knew that the boss always boasted that he had done a female magician and did not have much awe for the magician.

The most important thing is that the largest land in the city that is now possible for sale is in Locke's hands.

The reason why Locke has such a large land is because there are also people behind Locke.

There are people behind the two big gangs, otherwise they would have been destroyed long ago.

Dorgun guessed that the two would have a conflict, but he did not expect that the conflict would come so quickly and so fiercely. In less than half a day, Locke died, and he died so miserably.

After hearing this news, Dor Gogh calculated himself and gave him a 20% discount on the money needed to build the temple.

It doesn’t matter if you make less money, don’t make this hot-tempered magician angry.

That night, the upper floors of Antipas were walking quite frequently. By the next day, the new underground order was re-established and established.

Beta was unaware of this and was not interested. It was the next day, and Pete and Dole came out outside the hotel at the same time.

Pete changed into a new outfit, and he leaned on his clothes. Once he put on the good clothes, he looked less vulgar.

He handed over a deed and said, "Master, this is the deed you want, two hundred and thirty acres."

"How much?" Beta asked.

"No need for a penny." Pete shook his head.

A gold coin appeared on the table and pushed towards Pitt.

"This is yours."

Beta clapped his hands again, and a tall golden armored knight suddenly appeared in the shadow behind him. He carried a black giant sword nearly two meters long and walked to Pitt.

"What happened yesterday was my negligence. I didn't expect anyone to attack you directly. This knight is my magic puppet and his strength is OK. At least, there seem to be few people in this city who are his opponents. In the past few days, it will follow you all the way to protect your safety."

The Golden Armor Knight is a summoning object. Beta pointed out to Pitt the option of "protection" in the system interface.

Pete was flattered: "This, this, Master, I can't bear it, I'm a waste of my life."

"If your life is cheap or not, you have the final say. But sometimes, it can be determined by others." Beta looked at Pitt: "Next, you have to help me find out. The nobles in the city are richer, and the rich businessmen are willing to spend money. Commoners will be taboo when asking about the nobles, but with the protection of this knight, I think no one dares to attack you casually."

Peter changed his waist deeply: "Yes, I understand."

Just as Pete was about to leave, Beta suddenly said, "You are a little different from yesterday. I saw the light of ambition in your eyes. Do you want to have strength?"

Pitt's whole body became stiff. He felt that he had been stripped naked and was ruthlessly scrutinized by the noble man on the other side.

Beta withdrew his gaze, and the pressure disappeared, and Pitt breathed a long sigh.

"It is a good thing to have ambition, and it is also a good thing to have strength. After all, with strength, you can better protect your family." Beta did not look at Pete. He just stared at the data handed over by Dore on the table and said casually: "If things are done well and you pass my observations and tests, I may be able to give you some of the strength you want."

Peter was trembling with excitement. He bent down deeply, turned around and left, and was thunderous and decisive. The golden armored knight followed him, making a thud when walking.

Dorg looked at Pitt who was leaving enviously.

After reading the data list that Dole rolled out, Beta raised his head in surprise: "This price is very conscientious."

Doorgun breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the test, and said with a smile: "We have always been fair in our work and are always innocent."

"You saved me a lot of money." Beta smiled and continued, "Since that's the case, I'll add another business. You can help me carve a statue of god, which looks like this. It's twenty meters tall."

Beta took out a painting from under the table, which was a very careful sketch. The person on it was Wojin, and Beta simply put on color.

Wearing a golden dress and holding a golden scepter, Wujin is so beautiful that it makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Dorgun took a deep breath: "Master, this goddess looks so beautiful, I'm afraid we can't portray it. Moreover, if we portray the goddess's appearance, will it make the goddess angry?"

"Don't worry, she is easy to talk to and is an absolute good god."

This is Beta's new idea. Now all the statues of the divine religion have blurred their faces. This is just a taboo, probably because the gods are noble, and mortals do not know how to look directly at their appearance.

But Beta felt that how beautiful his goddess looked is, this is a big advantage. If the doctrines of the same two statues of different gods are comparable, people will naturally choose beautiful goddess beliefs.

So Beta felt that because he claimed to be noble and did not let mortals know his appearance, he would be a fool if he did not take advantage of his appearance.

Moreover, the God of Wealth is now weak, and there are very few believers compared to other major sects. It is urgent to try every means to preach without crossing the bottom line.

Not long after, Doorg left the hotel with a bag of deposit and a beautiful female sketch. He was a little nervous. After all, he had never heard of anyone who dared to carve the appearance of a god in the past thousands of years.

At the same time, in the Zoroastrian Church in the city, the new Archbishop heard the news from his subordinates and slapped the table angrily: "Where did the evil gods come from? Do you dare to conduct missionary activities on my territory? Do you still want to build a temple? Do you think he is from the Temple of Light? Abraham, you bring a team of people over and invite that guy to me. I want to see if such a brave man really has three courages on his face?"
Chapter completed!