Time moved forward a little.
Not long after Aqua Ape fainted, the guards of Riverdale found him.
Then, Kieran appeared in front of Aqua Ape.
Kieran then 'saw' the traces left behind.
Unlike the battlefield that was destroyed by the explosion, all the traces around Aqua Ape were intact.
It wasn't that the man with the eight heads and seven tails tattoo of Snake School left behind any obvious traces.
In fact, the man was very good at hiding his tracks, even Kieran didn't think he could surpass him.
However, such a disguise was not enough against Kieran's Transcendence level [Tracking]. It was as obvious as an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
Kieran didn't need to spend too much time searching. A single glance was all it took for him to find the traces he was looking for.
All he needed to do was follow the clues and he would get something.
However, the closer it was to the reaping, the more vigilant Kieran was.
He frowned slightly.
Everything that happened before Kieran's eyes was a little intentional.
It wasn't the traces.
It was …
The battle before!
Kieran believed the Snake School people would have expected such a huge explosion.
Since they did, they must have calculated Kieran's appearance in the plan.
In simple words, it was a setup specifically targeted at Ape Sect and also a trap specifically targeted at Kieran.
As for the dead man with the eight heads and seven tails tattoo?
It might be due to carelessness.
However, the bigger possibility was that it was part of the enemy's plan.
Using one's own men's death to set up a trap might seem crazy but most of the time, it was an effective method.
"If that's the case …"
Kieran squinted his eyes and a thought came to his mind. He called Mary and vanished from everyone's sight.
Then, a giant white wolf shuttled through the dense forest like a ghost.
…
Deep in the woods, a man in tattered clothes was wiping the pustules on his face.
He didn't mind at all, wiping his hands with pus on his clothes.
Of course, wiping his face like that wouldn't be clean.
After all, his tattered clothes were much dirtier than expected.
However, no one dared to warn him.
In fact, when the surrounding people saw this man, they all kept quiet out of fear.
Only the man with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo was different.
The man stared coldly at the big iron wok that kept bubbling and emitting a foul stench, waiting quietly.
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."
"My potion is far more useful than I thought."
The man in tattered clothes grinned, revealing rotten yellow and black teeth. Some maggot-like things were crawling in his mouth.
The moment they closed their mouths, the maggots were immediately bitten to pieces.
Amidst the slurping sounds, green juice flowed out from the corner of the man's mouth.
The man touched the juice at the corner of his mouth again.
However, he did not wipe it on his clothes this time. Instead, he dipped it into the large iron pot in front of him.
The other party's skinny palm seemed to be unable to feel the temperature at all. It was like a spoon, stirring the wok.
"It better be as you say."
"We only have one chance!"
The man with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo said coldly.
His cold voice was extremely irritating, like the sound of a steel knife slicing through bones, giving goosebumps to those who heard it.
"The Ape Sect bastards can't even take care of themselves anymore.
As for the one left …
I'm looking forward to his appearance!
Otherwise, how am I going to take revenge?
No one can live peacefully after provoking Ghastly Woods Sect, not even the White Wolf! "
The man in tattered clothes revealed an evil grin. The pustules on the man's face were squeezed into a few more with this evil grin. The yellowish-brown, stinking pus flowed out and flowed down the man's cheeks.
"So, we work together."
The man with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo said.
Then, he didn't care about his collaborator anymore and strode deeper into the woods.
There was a felt tent there.
The man with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo knelt down on one knee when he was three steps away from the tent. "My lord, everything is going as you expected."
"Mm."
A faint nasal sound came from inside the tent.
It seemed like the man didn't care about all that.
However, as a subordinate of the man in the tent for many years, the man with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo knew the man's temper very well. Therefore, he didn't stand up and maintained his kneeling position.
And it was just as he expected.
A moment later, the voice from inside the tent sounded again.
"Peter, have you gathered the materials for the blood sacrifice?"
"Yes."
"With those bastards' cooperation, everything is going smoothly."
Peter with the eight-headed, eight-tailed snake tattoo showed a mocking smile on his cold face.
Those ignorant bastards didn't even know what the so-called blood sacrifice was!
How dare they dream of returning to Riverdale?
In their next life!
Peter didn't feel guilty for deceiving his collaborator.
For him, who was born as an assassin and held a high position in Snake School, such deceit was a daily routine, like drinking water or eating.
He couldn't wait to see the expressions on those guys' faces when they found out that he was also a sacrificial offering.
It must be interesting, right?
With the malicious thoughts lingering in his mind, Peter slowly stood up.
"Keep an eye on that bastard.
And beware of that bastard. "
"He should be here soon!"
The voice from inside the tent continued.
"Yes, Lord Prime Viper.
I've prepared an inescapable net, just waiting for him to barge in! "
Peter then bowed and stepped back.
Just like what he said, the seemingly peaceful forest wasn't just filled with the best fighters of Snake School, there were also layers upon layers of traps.
If that bastard dared to show himself, he would die a graveless death.
Peter was very confident about that.
It wasn't the first time he fought the White Wolf of Wolf Sect.
He had fought with the previous' White Wolf 'before.
He was still fearful of how powerful the White Wolf was, especially the claw mark on his chest. Until now, he was still aching.
But what did that matter?
In the end, he was one of the victors.
The powerful White Wolf died.
He died in a horrible way.
It was suffocating, even.
Peter couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin when he thought about how White Wolf died with his eyes wide open.
"Your disciple is the same as you, he offended someone he shouldn't have.
Hope your disciple is as thoughtful as you are, leaving a seed for Wolf Sect, otherwise, Wolf Sect will be removed from the sect. "
Peter grinned ferociously as he muttered to himself.
Then …
He turned around all of a sudden, his left hand striking behind him like a comet.
Puk!
The figure behind him was perforated in the chest.
"Do you really think you're silent?"
Showing your undercover skills in front of an assassin? And in the assassin's base camp?
You are too naive! "
Peter was delighted after his strike landed, but when he saw the mockery in the dying man's eyes, his face changed.
But it was too late!
Puk!
A huge, sharp wolf claw grazed Ponder's body.
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