Big Capitalist

Sigma was completely overwhelmed by anger at this moment and almost lost his sanity.

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "There's only one thing I want to do right now...and that's to kill these two bastards!"

The Lord of Plague whistled and jokingly said, "Wow, you really act like a decent guy ready to beat up the villain. How interesting. You're obviously the one hiding the most, who knows what you're really thinking."

Fiddy looked down at Sigma with disdain in his eyes.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he ordered the residents present: "Catch him."

Those people, whose spirits had long been polluted, were like mad beasts, holding simple farm tools and weapons in their hands, and approached Sigma step by step.

Their eyes were empty, their expressions were numb, and they let out incoherent roars, as if they were completely controlled by some evil force.

Sigma looked at this group of people who had lost their minds and shouted, "Get out!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying black pressure quickly spread out with him as the center.

This rich power, carrying the aura of an ancient god, was like a surging black wave, instantly covering the entire square.

Everyone present felt the tremendous pressure brought by this force, and they were terrified and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Fiddy and Tennyson stared at Sigma with their eyes wide open in shock.

Feeling the suffocating pressure from Sigma, Fidi said in disbelief, "Impossible! How could you be... Quick, kill him! Kill him!"

Under the impact of this force, the already confused spirits of the people became even more vulnerable.

They felt the breath of this great existence, which seemed both strange and familiar.

This contradictory feeling caused their already shaky spiritual world to completely collapse and plunged them into endless chaos.

They all knelt on the ground, and some shouted, "Lord, it is the Lord!"

Some people shook their heads desperately, shouting: "No, no, this is fake!"

Others firmly believe: "Really, this is true!"

The expressions of the people became more and more crazy. Their eyes were red and they roared at the top of their lungs. Seeing that no one could convince anyone else, they started to attack and kill each other.

Because the breath of the Lord of Plague and the breath of the Lord of Flesh and Blood blended and collided in their bodies, this group of people could not distinguish their true beliefs at all.

Not only that, two powerful and conflicting auras were rampaging in their bodies, causing terrible deformations in their bodies and minds.

For a moment, the square was filled with screams and blood. Some people hacked their own children to death in the chaos, while others stabbed their relatives with sharp blades.

At the moment of killing, they seemed to be lucid for a moment, and then fell into deeper madness and began to cry bitterly.

Sigma looked at these tragic scenes and felt a surge of pity in his heart.

Especially when I saw the uncle kneeling in front of the body of his daughter whom he had killed with his own hands, tears kept streaming down his face.

Sigma felt mixed emotions, but didn't know how to comfort himself.

However, the next second, the uncle suddenly burst into laughter while crying, his voice full of distortion and madness: "Ah, ah, ah, I killed my daughter, I should be sad, but why, I feel so good ah ah ah ah!"

As he said this, the uncle picked up the axe and chopped down hard on his daughter's body, laughing heartily with every chop.

Then he stood up, his eyes red, and rushed towards the others with an axe in hand.

But then, he was stabbed to death from behind by his wife with a kitchen knife.

The uncle's wife looked at her dead husband with a strange smile on her face and laughed out loud: "It's so cool, it's really so cool."

When Sigma saw this scene, his stomach churned and he almost vomited.

The Lord of Plague spoke in his mind, "These people have been thoroughly polluted and corrupted, their souls long since decayed. It is merely the tainted instincts of flesh and blood that drive them to commit the most insane and cruel acts of their lives. The Lord of Flesh and Blood enjoys such tricks; he finds pleasure in watching the world descend into chaos and destruction."

Sigma frowned and asked, "Can these people be saved?"

The Lord of Plague chuckled and said, "No way, you're actually so kind? Are you kidding me? You really want to save them? Yes, I can. As long as you completely give me your body and let me devour your soul, I will save them. How about that, okay?"

Sigma responded without hesitation: "Forget it, my life is much more precious than theirs."

The Lord of Plague said with a hint of surprise: "I thought you would hypocritically make all kinds of excuses."

Sigma snorted coldly and said, "I've already said that I'm a rotten person. There's nothing to pretend about. All I can do now is to avenge these innocent people who died."

"Revenge? Do they need it? Look at them killing their own friends, don't they enjoy it?" The Lord of Plague continued to bewitch them. "You should help them. This chaos and death will only serve as nourishment for your strength. Also, do you really want to kill your own brothers? Can you do it? In the end, won't you become the kind of person who lets your friends kill your own friends, and your friends kill your friends? Is this what you want?"

Sigma said with a firm expression, "You don't need to try to seduce me, and you don't need to tell me these things. To me, the rest of the people don't matter. I don't have as deep feelings for my family as I imagine. I once admired and worshipped my father, liked my lovely sister, and deeply loved my mother, but my two brothers definitely didn't have a place in my heart."

Sigma paused, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes, and then he continued: "I know what kind of rotten person I am, so I know even more clearly what kind of beasts my two brothers are. They have been like this since they were young."

Mentioning his father, Sigma's expression became very complicated, and he slowly said, "As for my father, I will give him the most decent ending."

"Wonderful - what a delightful soul." The Lord of Plague exclaimed, and suddenly felt that he actually didn't understand Sigmar at all. Perhaps this was his true appearance.

Sigma was surrounded by a thick black and purple aura, like a demon descending to the earth. With a cold face, he walked towards his two brothers step by step.

The dark purple aura surged like a substance, faintly emitting a terrifying pressure.

Fiddy watched Sigma approaching step by step, and a strange anger and confusion surged in his heart. He said, "At this time, you are not thinking about running away. Aren't you afraid?"

Sigma sneered, his eyes filled with disdain, and said, "Do you think humans would be afraid or want to run away when faced with two mice that can be easily crushed to death?"