Chapter 639: Entanglement and Death
Mu Hua did intend to build a brothel in Caines.
Among pornography, gambling and drugs, apart from the addictive elements after being infected, gambling and drugs can barely be said to be psychological needs for demons.
But the so-called pornography is more of a physiological need. If you touch it too much, you will not be able to cope with it. Instead, it is easy to distort more abnormal psychology after blindly suppressing it. It is hard to say why the three of them should be put together.
Because there are enough cheap men among the lower-class people. That kind of people will always consciously label the disadvantaged groups and always like to seize every opportunity to show their love and justice.
Therefore, no ruler will take the initiative to oppose women's equality. That is simply asking for trouble, and the trouble is likely not from women. After all, they are too easy to deal with. But those men with justice and love overflowing with empathy and help everywhere, things are often very troublesome.
To put it bluntly, if that kind of men have not been isolated and despised, no matter in any era or any society, the vigorous women's equality will never be quelled.
This, of course, also includes the Caines region under Mu Hua's rule. Mu Hua did not dare to offend them casually. A sentence of "your mother and your daughter are also women" was enough to make Mu Hua "attacked from both sides".
As long as women's equality exists, it is inevitable that the bottom layer is filled with a large number of men whose physiological needs cannot be properly met.
In this case, whether it is necessary to let prostitutes from brothels take over or not, that's up to each person.
Of course, Mu Hua did not need to run a brothel himself. In fact, he just asked Lucifer to expand the "degenerate" business in this regard.
At most, he told the other party to pay attention to the issue of prostitution. The price of that thing should not be too high. It seems to be an ordinary problem, but its impact is extremely far-reaching.
As people often say, a certain number of times of profit is enough to make people trample on all the laws in the world. Then how to calculate the profit of excessive prostitution?
The cost-effectiveness of that kind of thing should not be too high.
If the profit from being fucked can equal the income of an ordinary person for a month or two, and if it can be converted into the higher money and power of cheating by non-professional players, then it is not a question of pornography.
The price of prostitution is not proportional to the wages of the general public. No matter how to crack down on such things on the surface, the essence is to encourage men to steal and women to prostitute.
Well, don't always associate prostitutes and men with persecuted vulnerable groups. In reality, what proportion of those persecuted movie plots in this industry?
And ordinary people, or the lower class people, account for a large proportion of the base in society. With the high price of prostitution, even if there is a risk of violating the law, as long as they are normal, they don't mind selling it, let alone being organizers who take a cut.
No matter men or women, after all, the cost-effectiveness is too high. In addition to encouraging men to steal and women to prostitute, what other words can be used to describe it?
Mu Hua did not think he had the ability to make prostitutes disappear. He wanted to run a brothel, but he did not want prostitutes to proliferate among the people, and he did not want the girls in his territory to be available to anyone, so the price of prostitutes must be suppressed and regulated.
To put it bluntly, as long as it is not a society where people will starve to death, and the sales cannot meet psychological expectations, there will naturally be more virtuous women who manage the household and take care of their husbands and children.
A group of angels were trapped in the absolute isolation and blocking formation, and their movements were somewhat less flexible than before.
There was nothing wrong with the angels' bodies, but after confirming that their various abilities could not do anything to Mu Hua and Abigail, their earlier momentum had disappeared.
And Mu Hua's words that he was obviously going to capture these angels to serve as brothel practitioners also made the angels tremble with anger.
"Can you erase the divine favor on them?" Knowing that Mu Hua was deliberately angering them, or deliberately teasing the gods behind the angels, Abigail still reminded them.
God's favor is different from stuffing some standard divine units into the body. God's favor refers to those who can directly obtain the power of faith from the gods.
They have a more direct channel of faith transmission with the gods, and the gods can observe their situation at any time. Compared with ordinary believers, the relationship between gods and God's favor is closer.
The most direct impact is that if Mu Hua and Abigail take these angels back to their own home, the gods they are loyal to can still transmit the power of faith to them. Not only can they basically not control them, but the gods can also use them to dig out Mu Hua and Abigail's nest at any time.
"Yes, just give them the seal of the unbeliever. There are also God's favored among those who were brought from the slave traders earlier. I have tried it." Mu Hua replied.
The seal of the unbeliever is a magic that erases the mysterious connection between individuals. That kind of erasure is permanent and is not limited to the relationship between gods and God's favored.
Beings who have been subjected to the Seal of the Unbeliever will not only be unable to have a mysterious connection with the gods they believe in, but will also be unable to sign any demon contracts with others, cannot be hypnotized, cannot be transformed into summoned beasts, and cannot obtain summoned beasts, etc.
Demons also don't like the existence of those who have received the Seal of the Unbeliever, because the emotional energy they generate is ownerless.
This is a magic that has no direct harm to the recipient, but it is hard to say whether it is good or bad.
"The degree of favor of these angels is different from that of those people." Abigail shook her head and reminded, looking at the angels who were spreading precautions, shaking her palms and clenching her fists.
"You don't really think I want to take them back, do you? However, as long as they accept it, it will not be difficult to disconnect them from the gods." Mu Hua smiled, and Abigail glanced at him noncommittally.
Just like the name of this ability, the Mark of the Faithless cannot be imposed forcibly, at least not when the opponent's resistance is obvious.
However, it is not as complicated as a slavery contract. Generally, if one does not choose to be 'unfaithful', it usually only takes some torture to make the subject restrain their sense of resistance and then it will take effect. However, the strength of the divine favor requires the seal of the unfaithful. corresponding training level.
Abigail didn't quite believe Mu Hua's lies. At such a young age, it was already weird to study the Seal of the Unbeliever when she had nothing to do. She still had to study and practice it intensively.
But Mu Hua really wasn't bragging. Improving the level of training in the Seal of the Faithless was not a problem for Mu Hua. He didn't bother to explain it at the moment.
The protection of faith on some angels faded, but when they guarded against Mu Hua and Abigail, they did not continue to protect themselves.
"It seems that you have been abandoned by the gods." Mu Hua glanced at the angels, moved his fingers, rubbed his cone-shaped claws, and shook his head.
There are too many uncertainties in these angels, and it is impossible for Mu Hua to really bring them back to Cannes. His unscrupulous remarks are more to stimulate the gods behind the angels.
Unfortunately, for the time being, the gods have no response, and although these angels have no intention of giving up resistance, they do not seem to intend to use magical abilities anymore.
"Glory returns! Sacrifice yourself!" Facing the ghosts and gods with other agendas, the Seraphim restrained his armor's helmet, restrained the halo of his long sword, held the holy sword flat on his left arm, pointed the sword tip at Mu Hua, and assumed the attitude of fighting to the death. determination.
Following the shouts of the Seraphim, all the angels made the same movements as him. The lines composed of magic energy spread on the armor, and a decisive will to fight to the death emerged in the angel battle group.
"Kill it." Abigail said to Mu Hua with a trace of impatience that was difficult to distinguish on her face.
Without the blessing of the power of faith, even with the overclocking output of Seraph's armed forces, it would be difficult for the angels present to pose a threat to Mu Hua and the two.
"Let me go and try again." Mu Hua frowned and did not let Abigail take action. He still tried to induce the gods to rescue him.
"Be careful if they die, and don't go too far with some things." Abigail sighed.
Arrogant or even cruel killings don't matter to Abigail, but no matter what you say, excessive humiliation will not happen to Abigail.
Their own character is one aspect, but more importantly, people like them know better than anyone else the principle of 'killers will always be killed'.
There is no reason for you to resort to unscrupulous means and yet expect others to follow the rules for you. Whatever means you can use to deal with others, others who know the situation will not be criticized if they use the same means against you.
"Okay, I'm just afraid that they will die in the explosion. Before that, I was somewhat interested in the energy source of these armors." Mu Hua knew exactly what Abigail was referring to, and disappeared as he spoke.
Teleport, attack, tear open the mecha, and take out the magic element inside. There is a magic element in every Seraph weapon.
Those were all things that could be used to smelt high-level magic. Before these angels completely gave up their intention to fight, Mu Hua set his sights on those demonic elements.
Magic Yuan can only be obtained from monsters of the Demon General class. Each Magic Yuan represents a dead powerful monster. It is no wonder that Magical Arms cannot become the mainstream in hell.
The original owners of the magic cores in the energy systems of these mechas may have been some beings who were capable of tearing apart ingenious demon gods. Normally speaking, making these magic mechas was quite a bit like killing the goose that lays the goose to lay the egg.
In just a short moment, the angels discovered Mu Hua's intention and no longer worried about being attacked intensively. The angel battle formation shrank, getting closer to each other, taking care of each other, and guarding against Mu Hua's jackal-like sneak attack.
Mu Hua's jealous touch no longer waved the weapon, but continued to harass. When he found an opportunity, he would drag an angel away from the edge of the famous battle formation so that he could take out the magic essence in the opponent's armor.
The angels roared frequently, but the spider web of fate in the helpless space kept spreading new threads. Mu Hua's figure was so elusive that it was difficult for the angels to predict where he would appear.
There were no screams of pain from the angels in the sky, because Mu Hua did not kill those angels. The sky was filled with torn machine parts.
In a short period of time, Mu Hua obtained more than a hundred magic elements from these angels. In grief and anger, some angels decided to die and exploded their armor in the air, which also caused Mu Hua to gradually stop teleporting.
"Huh?"
The angel's suicide did not surprise Abigail. She was forced to do this. If it were her, she would probably explode too.
However, hundreds of angels whose mecha energy sources had been dug away were bound by chains drilled out of the void. Seeing Mu Hua's magic, Abigail's face showed a hint of surprise.
Returning to Abigail's side again, the two of them retreated slightly to avoid the debris and impact of the tragic explosion.
"What's wrong?" What's wrong with Gleipnir using the Hell Demon Chain? Mu Hua asked.
"Nothing." Abigail shook her head and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the angel's cry of death.
There were angels who died in the explosion, and there were also angels who rushed towards Abigail desperately. The wings on their armors collapsed. This time, it was not the feathers of light, but the physical feathers of the armor itself that turned into flying knives and swept away. Come.
Without the power of faith, it would be difficult for these feathers to break through Abigail's magic barrier, because the angels were still blessed by faith. Seeing that they were not petrified, Mu Hua estimated that they had given up on drawing the power of faith from the gods.
Although the two ghosts were not kind and merciful, they were a group of unpleasant enemies, and tormenting them added pressure and annoyance to Mu Hua and Abigail.
Under the resolute attack of the remaining angels, Mu Hua and Abigail were also ready to kill them, and at this time, a strange figure appeared between the angels and Mu Hua.
"Stop it." The beautiful angel with twelve holy white wings spread out behind her, holding a dazzling scepter, with a petite and soft body line, exuding a sacred and majestic atmosphere.
God? However, is this appearance too low-key and too simple?
When this figure appeared, Mu Hua and Abigail's eyes lit up, and the magic shield protected them. The blood and energy around the two ghosts seemed to burst out of their bodies uncontrollably.
But in the blink of an eye, the blood and energy were restrained, and the two people's faces were obviously unlucky again. Even the slight sympathy in their eyes when they looked at the remaining angels before disappeared. (End of this chapter)