The man in black was startled. He seemed to be shocked by the cruelty and chaos of the Soul Hunter kids.
"Then … where's the dough in your hand? Why don't you eat it when you're starving to death? "he suddenly asked.
Faust was silent for a moment.
"I have a brother. He's still young … "
The man in black was silent as well.
He didn't expect the Soul Splitter to live in such a cruel and chaotic place.
"You're … not bad." He reached out and rubbed Faust's head, not minding his messy hair.
"This is for you." The man in black tossed out a small object.
The object looked like a piece of black coal, irregular in shape, and had nothing to admire about it. It didn't look like something to eat.
Faust caught it with a puzzled expression.
"Thank you very much for your gift. But, what is this?"
"A small gift. You'll like it. "The man in black smiled and turned to leave.
In the blink of an eye, he became fainter and fainter in Faust's sight.
In less than a few seconds, he disappeared into thin air.
Faust's mouth was slightly agape. Even he, who was usually expressionless, was stunned by the man's unpredictability.
"That's … a real big shot …!" He was absolutely certain.
Not long after the man in black left.
A shapeless distortion suddenly appeared a thousand meters above the city.
Within the distortion, a thick arm wearing exquisite white armor slowly reached out.
After the arm, came the torso, and the rest of the limbs.
When the man's entire body walked out of the distortion, his appearance was completely revealed.
He wore exquisite white armor, and his body exuded a wonderful aura of majesty and nobility.
Behind him, there was a translucent red wheel spinning slowly, emitting strange yet holy cries and prayers.
"This is the place the prophecy crystal predicted?"
This person was Lin Sheng, who had just come out of the Astral Mere.
In the Astral Mere, he had originally planned to predict when the next pocket money crisis would happen in the Modern World.
He didn't expect there to be a change outside the Modern World's Holy City.
A top powerhouse destined to rise in the future was now experiencing the darkest moment of his childhood.
It was this training that allowed him to truly become the leader of the Underground Resistance who could fight against the Night Matriarch.
Faust black mold. The future leader of the Resistance Army was still just an ordinary wandering youth.
Lin Sheng's powerful vision pierced through the black tide and landed on Faust's body.
He was running back with the charcoal-like object in his hand. Her movements were nimble and delicate, like a cat running at high speed.
"Soul hunters … I didn't expect such a cruel scene to develop outside the Holy City."
Lin Sheng sighed slightly. He saw the cruel laws of survival below.
But there was nothing he could do. These soul hunters were individuals who had been completely eroded and polluted by the Blacktide. Many of them were on the verge of turning into monsters at any time.
Even if it was him, he could only choose to save some of the soul hunters with better bodies and lower levels of contamination.
As for the others, like Faust, pollution was already a part of their life.
Once the contamination was removed, they would probably die immediately.
"The one favored by this world?" Lin Sheng stared at Faust. He had no intention of taking him under his wing.
One of the reasons he came here was to see where the man in black who gave the object to Faust had gone.
Because the Source of the Realm had been absorbed, in order to increase the world's resistance, not only did Lin Sheng not absorb the Source of this world, but he also continuously extracted it from other places and injected it into the real world.
Now, the Source of the real world was almost fully recovered.
And the man in black who gave the mysterious object to Faust, no matter how he looked at it, was a little suspicious.
This was one of the reasons Lin Sheng took the initiative to come here. As for the other reason, it was just that he wanted to relax.
…
…
Hallucination Teahouse.
This was a teahouse that only existed in illusions.
The man in black looked up at the translucent two-story building. The building was surrounded by a blurry, colorful mist.
It was as if this was the only building in the entire world.
"Don't you want to come in?" A voice came from the building. It was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman.
The man in black chuckled.
"You should know how dangerous your teahouse is."
"You underestimate yourself. If it's you, my teahouse won't be able to hurt you." The voice in the building continued.
"Let's not talk about this." The man in black changed the topic. "I've just checked. The Source of this world is very thick, but it's hidden deep and covered by the Blacktide. It's a little difficult. Do you have any ideas? "
"Of course." The voice in the building smiled. "Based on my observation here for a week. The most powerful force of this world's natives is the Sacred City. "
"The Sacred City has wealth, resources, food, water, and a sense of security that no other place can compare to. The sense of security brought by the tall city walls and tight security measures. I haven't found a way to check it out yet. But it won't affect much. "
"And then?" The man in black asked.
"And then … the Source will only appear when the world is in turmoil. Or when the world thinks that something is enough to cause a world-wide quake, only then will it be suppressed. So, the Source is a source of fortune, but also a great danger! "
The voice in the building continued, "The power of the Sacred City should be very different from the outside world. In a short period of time, we won't be able to shake the other party if we can't descend completely. So … "
"So … we need to cause turmoil from within the human race."
"Haha … it's simple. Although the humans here have some abilities, they are far from our supreme blood power. "The man in black chuckled.
Yes, they were the supreme and powerful Blood Clan.
They broke free from the Mythological Era, wreaked havoc in the world, and spread their bloodline.
Humans were their sheepdogs, and the world trembled under their feet.
"But … there is a kind of existence here called the Soul Hunters. They have good potential, but because of pollution, they are excluded from the core of the Sacred City." The man in black continued. He thought of the young Soul Hunter he had just met, and his heart was slightly moved.
"What do you mean?"
"Gather the Soul Hunters and build a city of night." The man in black said calmly. "If we rashly send in high-level elites, it will cause a strong backlash from this world. So … "
"I understand what you mean. It's not a bad idea to train soul hunters to be our blood slaves. "
"Then, it's decided."
"Sure."
The two did not care much about the natives of this world.
They had just arrived here, and after some investigation, the natives here had almost no knowledge of the Source of this world.
Most of the people could only rely on a power called the Holy Light to resist the Blacktide. And after a rough investigation, the Holy Light was not very powerful, and more inclined to assist in healing. Moreover, only the Holy City had more information.
Most of the defensive cities in the outside world mostly relied on low-level psychic abilities like dark energy to resist foreign enemies.
Most importantly, the proportion of the people here who had this ability was frighteningly low. It was not at all like the Blood Clan, where every member of the clan had the powerful Blood Shadow ability.
Every single one of their clansmen could do whatever they wanted in this world without the slightest scruple.
Although they could not touch the core power of the Sacred City. But the power of the outside world was only at this level. Even if the Sacred City was ten times stronger than the outside world, it was meaningless.
Because the power of the Blood Clan was a hundred times stronger than here!
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