Peter Carter was in a bad mood because of his bad luck.
The burly man from the appraisal meeting did send him here, and before he came, he knew that this trip was actually a lottery.
If he drew a good lot, he would only meet his target, Luo Ya, Akat. In this case, Peter would immediately retreat. If he drew a bad lot, he would meet Luo Ya and a random guard. In this case, as long as he didn't meet a tough opponent, Peter should be able to handle it with his own ability.
The bad lot, which was the worst case, was meeting Luo Ya and Nuo Aier together.
Heathcliff had the blood of angels. This was not a family that could be easily messed with.
It was a common understanding among all the cults in Xi Ya that they couldn't play dirty with this family. Hundreds of years ago, the Secret Ritual Church did not believe in this evil and assassinated Heathcliff's people. As a result, the church began a forty-year-long hunt without caring about the cost.
For more than forty years, the Secret Ritual Church traveled to all the human countries. They even hid in the secret land deep in the mountains. However, no matter where they went, the church's butcher's knife followed them like a shadow. After more than forty years, this organization with more than ten thousand Extraordinaires was wiped out.
The church used practical actions to tell all the cults and other organizations that in a head-on conflict, they could fight and kill. The sacrifice of Heathcliff's people was because they were not skilled, but if anyone dared to assassinate them, no matter where they fled to, the church would kill them all.
Peter's target was not Nuo Aier, so this was not a big deal. According to the normal procedure given by the organization, he just had to control or injure her, kill Luo Ya, and leave immediately. However, in reality, Peter was not willing to do this.
Beating up the heir of Heathcliff, what good would that do? Maybe he would be marked by some special means.
So what if he could run away for a while? When Nuo Aier ascended to the throne, would he be able to run away for a lifetime?
Peter was not a fool. In fact, he had a good plan. He could carry out the mission given by the higher-ups, but only if the benefits and risks were reasonable.
Thinking of this, the man looked at the shocked children who had yet to recover from the sudden change and came up with an idea.
He decided to start a familiar survival race.
"Good evening, little friends. I apologize for my sudden visit. I'm a pious monk from the Secret Silver Monastery. I'm here on orders to take the life of one of you."
"This space is my bloodline ability. It is my art studio that is independent of the world. You can try it. I believe that the amulet curse vessel in your hands should have failed. I can tell you the way to remove this space. That is, the dead will appear."
"I don't care who this person is, but one of you two must die, so I have a suggestion. How about the two of you fight it out?"
Peter Carter's face was full of smiles. He was like an agent encouraging players to participate in the competition, but also like a demon luring people into the abyss. He slowly told an exquisite lie.
"I promise you that I will only kill the one who lost. I won't touch the other one."
The gentlemanly man explained the rules of this competition to the two children in detail, claiming that he had no choice but to not act, that this operation was the will of the Hermit Order's upper echelons, but because of his small act of leniency, one of them would be able to survive.
Peter was very conflicted about this quota. For the sake of fairness, he felt that the two of them should decide who lived and who died. That was this competition.
After saying these words, the man smiled mysteriously, as if he had done a good deed. At the same time, the distorted portraits in the dark art studio also smiled. The ear-piercing laughter that sounded like demons and ghosts echoed in the room, making the two children pale.
Yes, that's right.
Peter looked at the two boys and girls who were stiff and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Human nature was selfish. This was the truth. Although a good education could erase the excessive part to a certain extent, there were also means to expand this part.
What Peter used was fear.
When a person was afraid, they would lose their ability to judge and become more egoistic. In this arena-like environment that Peter had set up, he was the absolute powerhouse and the one who made the promises. He was just like the king here. No matter how smart the others were, they could only be at his mercy if they were not as strong as him.
In this art studio, such a competition was not the first time. Here, the nobles and the servants fought for the hope of survival. Here, the daughters of the rich and the coachmen fought for survival. In the face of life and death, status was no longer a problem. Not to mention, the princess of the Heathcliff family had a higher status and stronger ability.
She will kill Luo Ya for me, Peter thought at this moment. Opposite him, the two children listened to Peter's explanation and completely digested the information after communicating with him.
Luo Ya held the protection curse vessel he got from Ka Diya and kept injecting magic element into it. However, the pendant that could generate a powerful shield to ensure the owner was not hurt did not respond. He endured the headache and looked up at Nuo Aier. He found that Ms. Angel was also checking her protection curse vessel.
What this guy said was actually true.
Luo Ya's shock at this moment was indescribable. He didn't understand how this guy avoided so many guards and approached them. He also didn't understand the situation in this space.
The boy didn't know that he was now facing the joint forces of two organizations that had reached the king-level assassination lineup. He didn't know why the two were targeted, but he knew one thing …
Only kill the loser? Hehe, pure bullshit!
Looking at the red hot lump on Peter's head, Luo Ya would never believe this guy's nonsense. Although the skill Bloody Calamity depended on the person's head, the color was divided into levels.
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