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"Master, please calm down!" The followers of the Lord of Plague felt the wrath of the great being and were so frightened that they trembled all over and crawled on the cold ground, not daring to breathe. The room suddenly became so quiet that only their rapid and fearful breathing could be heard.

The Lord of Plague sighed helplessly upon seeing this, then asked in a slightly slower tone, "Is the Ancient God Cult like this?"

The representative of the Ancient God Cult's followers raised his head cautiously, his eyes full of awe, and replied respectfully: "Yes, basically."

"MD, are the management of the Ancient God Cult idiots? Isn't there any other Ancient Gods to take the lead?" The Lord of Plague secretly complained in his heart.

But in fact, beings as high and mighty as them would not care about the so-called Ancient God Cult at all, even if these guys were fanatical believers, as was the case with the Lord of Plague. They would not respond to them at all, treating them as insignificant ants, even if these people would sacrifice their lives for them.

"Do you have ID cards?" The Lord of Plague suddenly changed the subject and asked out of the blue.

When the followers of the Ancient God Cult heard this, they were all stunned, with confusion written all over their faces.

"Ah?" Everyone subconsciously expressed doubts.

"Fuck it, I'm asking you if you have an ID card, which is the ID card that the Arcane City requires every resident who settles in the Arcane City to register!" The Lord of Plague explained impatiently, with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

The believers of the Ancient God Cult looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison.

"Damn, so you are an illegal resident. No wonder you have to hide. Why don't you register for your ID cards?" The Lord of Plague asked angrily. The possessed rat's eyes were wide open, emitting a strange light.

After hearing this, the representative of the Lord of Plague's followers hurriedly said tremblingly: "Great existence, we dare not. We are believers of the Ancient God Cult, and we are the existence that everyone in this continent hates! You have to fill in your personal information when applying for an ID card!"

"If we go to apply for ID cards, and they find out that we are believers of the ancient gods, won't that be a trap for us?" The representative of the believers cried, and it was obvious that he was terrified of exposing his identity.

"Great existence, now the Arcane City has been searching for the remnants of the Ancient God Cult, we..." The representative of the believers was interrupted by other believers before he could finish his words.

"Of course, if it is your order, we are willing to die!"

"Yes! We are willing to give everything for you!"

"Zhao! My believers are all idiots!" The Lord of Plague was almost collapsed, and the twisted tentacles were waving wildly in the air.

"You have been hiding in the Arcane City for so many years and have integrated into this city. If you don't apply for an ID card now, are you going to wait for the staff to find you? If you drag your feet, won't it make you look more problematic?" said the Lord of Plague with a look of disappointment.

The followers of the Lord of Plague were completely panicked. The representative knelt down and took a few steps forward, anxiously asking, "What should we do then?"

"Of course, I'm going to apply for an ID card!" The Lord of Plague responded unhappily.

"But, if we go there like this, we will be arrested right?" The representative of the believers had a worried look on his face, with a hint of despair in his voice.

The Lord of Plague was even more devastated: "You guys know this too? Can't you just change your clothes?"

"Great Being, I heard that the place where ID cards are processed has a special method to test whether one is a member of the Ancient God Cult." The representative of the believers hesitated for a moment, but still said it with a stiff upper lip.

"In fact, some of us went to apply for ID cards, but our identities were exposed in an instant!" Other believers also echoed this.

The Lord of Plague was somewhat surprised. The tentacles on the rat's head trembled slightly. "Oh? Is this true? This shouldn't be the case. Unless you use divine power to detect, you can't detect the power we gave you. How did they do it? Tell me."

At this time, a believer of the Ancient God Cult hurriedly took out a communication crystal from his arms, handed it forward respectfully, and said, "Great Being, please take a look at this."

The mouse possessed by the Lord of Plague came closer curiously, and saw a photo displayed on the communication crystal. The photo showed the scene of the certificate processing hall.

In the ID card processing hall, the ID card processing windows are lined up, each clearly labeled "ID card processing window 1", "ID card processing window 2", "ID card processing window 3", "Special groups processing window", "Other races processing window"... and on the side, it is clearly written "Exclusive fast lane for the Ancient God Cult".

"???"

The Lord of Plague was a little confused for a moment. What kind of weird setting was this? What was the exclusive fast track for the Ancient God Cult?

The Plague Lord believer representative gnashed his teeth in anger and said with a face full of resentment: "That guy named Merlin is so despicable that he actually created this fast track exclusively for the Ancient God Cult. Many brothers in the Ancient God Cult thought this might be an opportunity, so they ran to line up. In the end, they were all arrested, and not a single one escaped."

The Lord of Plague suddenly fell silent, and the rat's face seemed to have a black question mark face, full of disbelief.

"???"

No way, are all the followers of the Ancient God Cult stupid and crazy? How could they fall for such an obvious trap?

If you think about it carefully, it seems possible. After all, judging from the performance of these believers, they don't seem to be very smart.

The Lord of Plague felt a headache. At this moment, the believer representative finished speaking and quickly added: "Of course, great being, we have now seen through the trick of the Arcane City. Now no believer will take this passage anymore."

A trick? This... can this be considered a trick?

The Lord of Plague was completely dumbfounded and felt that his understanding had been refreshed by this group of believers.

"But..." the believer then said angrily, "In the City of Arcane, that despicable Merlin has come up with other means to deal with us!"

As he spoke, the believer swiped his finger across the communication crystal, and the next photo appeared before his eyes.

The photo also shows a service hall, but this time the scene is a small room in the corner of the hall. A sign hanging above the room reads: "Secret ID card processing window for Ancient God Cult believers."

The Lord of Plague once again "???"

"The despicable Arcane City has set up a new trap and tricked many of our brothers into entering!" The believer's face turned red and he was shaking with anger.

"Tired, destroy it! Quickly!" The Lord of Plague suddenly felt that it was not easy for the management of the Ancient God Cult over the years. He had misunderstood just now. They had been lurking in the Arcane City for so many years with this group of guys with questionable IQ, and they had not been completely wiped out. Thinking about it carefully, this was really an amazing thing.