《UnderWorld Mafia System》Chapter 3.1 The Rise of Moiré Heavenly Trinity Mafia (Part 1)
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In a small tunnel, all 100 members of Sophia's mafia were meeting. Every single one of them was in a foul mood. It has been 3 days since their queen has Disappear. This made every single person in this room extremely sad. The room was full of quietness. All of them were afraid to talk. The reason for this was because of Iris Moiré. Who was she? She was a freaking Saint Core Realm.
"Enough waiting around our queen might be dead, but Moiré Heavenly Trinity Mafia is not. We will be taking over this country within 2 week times. We will start by attacking small mafia. We will make them join us. Refusal to join equal death. Maria Moiré and Carlos Moiré prepare to attack. We are moving out. Let every one fear us. Let them all fear us. I guess is show time." With this statement from Iris, everyone rises to their feet.
The first target they choose was a small bandit fortress. This fortress supposedly there were 10,000 people on it. The highest cultivation realm there was a few Golden Core. This was the perfect target for them to hit first. This will make their number rise to a new high.
"All 100 of will go to this bandit fortress. The target will be to make them join us without killing a single person. The reason for this is because we need every single person we can get. The operation will start right now. I will go with you guys as well if they see saint core expert I am sure they will give up and join us." Iris gave them the order to go to war against the group of bandits.
The fort was only 3 miles away from their current location, this was the reason that Iris chooses this location. The group of 100 people made their way toward the fortress. The fortress was a small castle. It could fit 20,000 people with no problem. The group of 100 made it toward the Fortress in less than 2 hours. Iris at this time with a punch she broke the doors of the fortress.
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Right when the door was open a group of 10,000 bandits rushed forward. At this moment, they saw a group of 100 people, and they began to laugh extremely loudly.
"What is so funny? Care to share with us? I will say one thing join us or die. Can you guys really compete with a saint core expert? I do not think so. One of me can kill all of you with my eyes close." Iris demanded them to join her group.
At this moment a stupid golden core guy began to attack Iris. The guy was swinging is sword around like a mad man. Iris strikes the guy with one of her finger. The strike hit the guy stomach, and it made him throw up.
"Anybody else? I guess not. From this forward, you guys will be part of something greater. All 10,000 of you will be part of Moiré Heavenly Trinity Mafia. My name is Iris Moiré. I am the general of this mafia. I only answer to one person. This person is our queen. For some reason, she not here with at the moment, so I am in charge. We will be moving forward to make another group of bad people part of us. The first order you guys have is to follow us. Do not disappoint me. I will kill you in a heartbeat. The other target has a ranked king core expert. The amount of people under him is not less than 50,000. This will be our next target. We move now. The target location is about 3 hours from here. " Iris order everyone in the group.
In less than 3 hours the Moiré Heavenly Trinity Mafia had an increase in number by 10,000 people. There were 7,000 Body Enchantment Realm, 2,500 Body Strengthening realm and 500 Golden Core Realm. This was the start of a small army.
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