Chapter 93: Rakshasa Divine Power

The officer on the city wall took out a megaphone from somewhere unknown and shouted loudly at Zhou Heng.

At the same time, beside him, a crowd of soldiers drew their bows and notched arrows one after another, aiming them at Zhou Heng.

The officer watched Zhou Heng outside the city cautiously, still issuing orders, having more soldiers come forward to guard against Zhou Heng making a move.

Although, mobilizing such a large force because of one person did seem a bit like making a mountain out of a molehill.

However, this place was home to the existence of powerful extraordinary forces; the high-level combat power here truly possessed the strength to wipe out a city single-handedly.

If a small merchant caravan had come, he would not have been so careful.

But, since it was Zhou Heng who had arrived—someone who, apart from his appearance, showed no signs of whether he possessed powerful combat strength—they became increasingly suspicious of whether Zhou Heng was a top-tier Spirit Master.

As the most elite subordinates of Count Sigemo, they all knew that what they were doing now was completely tying the lives of their entire families to the tip of a blade.

Any slight negligence would cause their entire clans to be completely wiped out on the continent.

"I am a three-ring Spirit Master; my supplies are exhausted, and I wish to enter the city to restock." Zhou Heng manifested the three perfectly configured Soul Rings at his feet, displaying his strength to indicate he wanted to enter the city to resupply.

"No, this place is not accepting any Spirit Masters at the moment; please leave." The officer on the city wall immediately rejected Zhou Heng's request.

Just kidding, they could not let anyone enter the city right now; once someone was let in, their arrangements would be completely exposed.

However, in order to dispel Zhou Heng's suspicions, the officer still gave a reason.

"Recently, spies from the Star Luo Empire entered the city and stole five years' worth of tax revenue that Count Sigemo had stored in a Storage Soul Guidance Device.

By the order of Count Sigemo, all suspicious persons are forbidden from entering the city, and all suspicious persons are also forbidden from leaving the city."

Hearing the officer's reason, Zhou Heng was almost angered into laughing out loud.

What kind of place would collect five years' worth of taxes at once? And what kind of Storage Soul Guidance Device could fit five years' worth of tax revenue inside? And what kind of brain-dead Count would put all the tax revenue into a Storage Soul Guidance Device?

Zhou Heng was not an ordinary Spirit Master; just looking at the way they were ready to go to the battlefield, Zhou Heng knew that this so-called Count Sigemo was nine times out of ten just unwilling to pay taxes to the Heaven Dou Empire, and then pinned a big blame on the spies of the Star Luo Empire.

Looking at the response of this group of people, it was clearly not to deal with spies from the Star Luo Empire, but rather the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

Either they wanted Xue Qinghe to enter the city to negotiate, or they intended to resist taxes with force; no matter which plan it was, it was practically the same as treason.

"Then how do I resolve the supplies I need?" Zhou Heng asked.

"Follow the road for another five miles, and there is a market temporarily set up by Count Sigemo; you can go there to purchase supplies.

However, if you wish to continue deeper, then the warriors of Count Sigemo will give you the punishment you deserve.

Without the order of Count Sigemo, no outsiders are allowed to enter the city; no one is allowed to leave," the officer on the city wall said loudly.

Zhou Heng looked at the fully armed soldiers on the city wall, then without hesitation, walked directly toward that temporary market.

It was not that Zhou Heng was afraid of them; it was mainly because he could not find any trace of Qian Renxue right now, and he did not know what means the Asura God had left behind here, so it was better to explore the vicinity first.

The five-mile journey was very short for Zhou Heng; before long, Zhou Heng arrived at the so-called market.

This temporary market established by Count Sigemo was transformed based on a village.

Through the houses and courtyards in the market, one could still tell that not long ago, there were villagers living and residing in this village.

But now, the residents of the village were gone, and the houses that originally belonged to the villagers had been renovated into warehouses and living quarters for soldiers.

The few houses that looked like halls had been converted into large dormitories.

When Zhou Heng arrived at this market, those who had come early were already unfazed and did not even spare Zhou Heng a glance.

Some people dressed as merchants sat in their carriages, bored.

And the Spirit Masters were gathered in groups of three or five, joking around.

However, for some reason, Zhou Heng always felt that there was something wrong with the aura of these people.

Seeing Zhou Heng enter, some soldiers who looked like ruffians immediately perked up, carrying the weapons distributed to them, and walked toward Zhou Heng with a hooligan-like air, looking straight at Zhou Heng with malicious intent in their eyes.

"Stop, to enter the market, you must have a travel permit issued by the Count. If you don't have a permit, you must pay to have one reissued here."

"One travel permit. Fifty Gold Soul Coins!" The leading soldier-thug was reeking of alcohol, his neck bright red, and looking at the expensive, high-quality clothes on Zhou Heng, the greed in his eyes grew wildly, and he directly opened his mouth like a lion to demand fifty Gold Soul Coins from Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng did not quite understand; although he was only thirteen, he had undergone the Ice and Fire Alchemy Body and had focused on cultivating Qi and Blood Power over the past two years, which brought his height to one meter eighty-eight.

Why did this group of soldier-thugs dare to provoke him like this?

Although the brains of most people on the Douluo Continent were slightly not quite right, there should be relatively few who were this not right, right?

Zhou Heng did not intend to summon his Soul Rings; he merely released his aura as a Spirit Master, exerting pressure on this group of soldier-thugs.

Of course, Zhou Heng held back and only exerted slight pressure; otherwise, if he had truly released his aura without restraint, few people in the entire market would have survived.

Upon feeling the pressure of Zhou Heng's aura, a trace of panic suddenly appeared in the eyes of these soldier-thugs, and just as they were about to fall into terror, a dark red light flashed through their eyes.

Greed, hatred, arrogance, anger, and other negative auras were released from their bodies.

Although it only appeared for a moment and the aura was very insignificant, Zhou Heng indeed sensed the power of such negative emotions.

Under the influence of this power, the soldier-thugs who had originally been intimidated by Zhou Heng did not fall into panic; instead, they were provoked one by one, the fear in their eyes gradually transforming into anger, and not only did they not run away, they even gripped their weapons tighter.

These people gathered toward Zhou Heng one by one, glaring fiercely at him, as if they wanted to directly make a move on Zhou Heng.

Although these people looked aggressive, Zhou Heng did not care about them at all, but was instead surprised by the power that had twisted their consciousness.

"Could this evil and ominous ability that can incite malice in people's hearts be related to the Rakshasa God?"

Zhou Heng's guess was not a groundless fantasy; in the original work, the Rakshasa God, as a Level 1 God, governed the laws of extreme evil and resentment-filled slaughter, symbolizing all the negative emotions in the world.

The aura emitted by these people highly matched the power of the Rakshasa God.

Zhou Heng turned his head to look around and found that people were looking at him mockingly. Even though it was their first time meeting, most people had malice in their eyes when looking at him.