Fuuu!
A gust of wind blew in the room.
Amidst the wind, the five figures blocking the entrance fell into a puddle of blood. As the leader, Garcia's chest was impaled by Bloody Mary's right hand and pinned to the wall.
What happened?
Morrison, the 2nd-year student, and the other five widened their eyes in shock.
With their limited vision, they couldn't even see what happened.
All they saw was the result.
The result was hard for them to accept.
Not just them, Garcia, who was pinned to the wall, was the hardest to accept.
"Cough! Cough!"
Blood gushed out as Garcia coughed.
The 4th-year student looked at the cold 'Palreynold' in disbelief.
The Dark Sect was naturally strong.
It could even be said that the Inner Sect was the place where the true profound inheritance was. However, Sil Sect was a sect that used cooking utensils and secret concoctions, so how could they be so strong?
Based on his speculations, Sil Inner Sect should have used more powerful or special cooking utensils and secret concoctions.
Therefore, he brought five elites with him, second only to the professor.
He thought that this was a foolproof plan.
However, reality slapped him hard in the face.
It was even more painful than when 'Palreynold' slapped the outer circle members of Sil Sect.
The five assistants that he had high hopes for, the assistants that the professor behind him meticulously trained, died just like that.
They were sliced like tofu under the slap, unable to fight back at all!
Garcia couldn't accept the result.
However, the piercing pain in his chest told the fourth-year student that this was the reality, and he had to accept it!
"Body like the wind, hand like a sharp blade.
A flash of blood, a million corpses. "
Bloody Mary muttered the short phrase that it made up on the spot, looking at Garcia with a disdainful gaze that almost materialized. Word by word, it said, "You don't know what kind of existence Sil Inner Sect is, so don't judge it with your shallow knowledge.
"This, this time I lost … But, next time …"
Garcia tried his best to take a deep breath, his face distorted by the pain as he stuttered.
Then, before his words subsided, Garcia's body melted and vanished like snow in June, but at a speed that was many times faster than before.
Letting it escape was naturally part of the plan. Moreover, letting it escape on its own was far better than letting it go on purpose.
However, it didn't stop Bloody Mary from purposely frowning.
It wanted to make everything seem real.
This was related to the boss's future plans.
Bloody Mary then turned around and looked at the real Sil Sect members.
"Palreynold, I …"
Puff!
Morrison instinctively wanted to explain, but Bloody Mary would not listen. It appeared behind Morrison in a flash and decapitated him. The blood in his chest was squeezed out and splattered all over the roof.
After the white and red intertwined, the color of the room became very dazzling.
However, when the red quickly covered up all the white, the color didn't soften or harmonize. Instead, it became more and more glaring.
The bodies of the Sil Sect members were all over the room. Bloody Mary checked them one by one before it walked out.
Their fates were sealed the moment they said they were surrendering.
A true member of the Dark Sect would never tolerate the existence of traitors in their own sect.
…
Bang!
When Garcia reappeared, he was in a room in E Block. No, he was in the research lab.
The assistants on duty in the lab saw Garcia appear and fall on the floor with a big hole in his chest. They quickly moved out.
An emergency surgery was carried out just like that.
Sufficient medicine, skillful techniques, and a mystical Mystic State product.
Most importantly, Garcia's heart was on the right side of his body.
After combining all these factors, Garcia survived and his unusual body allowed him to quickly wake up.
"Contact Professor Doyle.
Tell him to return to the school as soon as possible. Sil Inner Sect is different from what we expected, it should be a branch of the real ancient sect. "
After saying all that, Garcia lay down on the bed, as if the words he spoke had exhausted all his strength.
However, if one were to get a little closer, one would be able to hear Garcia muttering non-stop.
"Body like the wind, hands like blades.
A flash of blood, a million corpses. "
It was a short phrase that Bloody Mary came up with on the spot.
The people around him heard the short phrase, but since they didn't know what it meant, they couldn't understand what it meant.
However, Garcia's identity was enough for them to attach importance to the phrase.
Garcia only came back to his senses after more than 10 minutes.
"Help me contact the First Seat freshman.
Tell him I want to meet him. "
Garcia ordered the assistant in the lab.
However, he saw the assistant's expression turn weird right away.
"What happened to my plan?"
Garcia was stunned for a while before he asked.
…
Time moved forward a little.
After Kieran saw Garcia off, he didn't close the door and started to enjoy the rare Proper Meal class delicacy. Instead, he picked up the metal box with [Golden Cake (Replica)] and walked out of the dorm.
Garcia had left.
However, those who followed Garcia didn't leave.
Kieran knew what they wanted to do.
They were here for the [Golden Cake (Replica)] in his hands.
Kieran wasn't angry at all, he was even a little delighted.
Of course, the delight wasn't for sharing. Since the food was already in his hands, how could Kieran let it go?
He was delighted about the extra rewards that he was about to get.
Without stopping, Kieran soon arrived at the spacious field that was far away from the dorm. He didn't want the fight to affect his only official foothold in this dungeon world.
The moment Kieran stopped, a dense group of people appeared around him, surrounding Kieran tightly.
The number of people around him was more than twice the number that Kieran estimated through his Intuition.
It seemed like these people with ill intentions noticed each other. In order to secure the Proper Meal class delicacy, they started to notify their comrades.
Even when Kieran stopped, there were still people rushing over after hearing the news.
These people joined their comrades and formed a standoff with the others, but most of their attention was on Kieran.
Or more precisely, on the metal box that contained the [Golden Cake (Replica)].
"Hand over the box!"
On Kieran's left, a man in a black mantle shouted with a different voice.
This shout seemed to have triggered a domino effect, and the surrounding people shouted one after another.
"Hand over the box!"
"Hand it over now!"
"Hand it over and we'll spare your life!"
…
The voices were messy and noisy. Some of them changed their voices like the man before them and some used their original voices.
Greed appeared in their eyes.
They had no scruples.
Kieran glanced over the crowd and eventually landed on a shadow further away.
A strange aura was faintly discernible there.
The person was spying on the place.
No doubt, the person was trying to fish in troubled waters.
Besides, it wasn't just one person, two other presences appeared in the shadow not far away from Kieran.
Kieran couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin when he sensed the three presences that were far stronger than the people before him.
What could be more delightful than an expected harvest?
Rewards that far exceeded the previous rewards!
However, Kieran's smile stung the other watchers who were eyeing him like tigers watching their prey.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Do you think we are joking with you?"
"Or do you think we don't have the guts to kill you?"
The spies who were blinded by greed shouted angrily one after another. Killer intents spread among them, affecting them and making their breaths heavy.
"Kill him!"
"We'll decide who the food belongs to after we kill him!"
A loud shout later, everyone charged towards Kieran.
However, just as they were about to move their legs, an excruciating pain filled their chests. The pain spread, their eyes started to blur and their consciousness started to fade.
Puk Puk Puk.
Only a few spies with special constitutions were still struggling at death's door.
"P-Poison!"
Their mouths uttered their last cries of agony.
Death woke them up.
Their prayers were exchanged for pity from Kieran, but Kieran wasn't moved.
The people before him didn't need pity.
Because …
When he was at an absolute disadvantage, Kieran wouldn't pity him either.
The field that was filled with greed slowly dissipated and calmed down following the arrival of death.
Standing in the middle of more than 50 bodies, Kieran looked at the shadow where a figure was hiding.
[Venom Breath], which was on cooldown due to [Toxic Nibble], spread out again following Kieran's will and shrouded the hiding spot of the two figures behind him.
[Venom Pearl] was an item that could unleash its power as long as it was on the person or in his backpack.
Other than needing a certain amount of time to achieve the maximum effect, there were basically no other flaws. Especially after activating [Toxic Nibble], the shortcoming of time was within acceptable range.
Clap Clap Clap!
Amid the clear claps, under Kieran's gaze, a man in normal clothes with a mask over his face walked out.
"I heard this year's First Seat is very interesting.
But now it seems like you are much more interesting than I thought.
So, do you want to join the Dark Eaters? "
The man laughed and invited Kieran.
The Dark Eaters were a group of robbers who had truly given up on their pride and relied on robberies to improve themselves. Rumor had it that there were some extreme people who chose to devour other humans to gain power.
Kieran once read about these people in a book.
They were disgusting and terrifying.
At least, he sensed that the two people in the shadows further away were breathing heavily because of the word 'Dark Eater'.
"What are you worried about?
Or is there something you are reluctant to part with?
Are you going to endure these bastards day and night?
"Don't you think that the release just now is what you've been looking for all this time?"
Didn't you feel the relief and joy from that moment?
Admit it and face it, you are the same kind of person as us! "
Amidst the rhythmic tone of Yin and Yang, notifications of successfully passing the Spirit authentication and avoiding Chaos appeared in Kieran's vision.
Looking at the Dark Eaters in front of him and the surveillance cameras, Kieran took a deep breath. He adjusted the speed of his speech and brewed his emotions.
At the next moment, words filled with emotions escaped his mouth.
"I'm not worried about anything, I just have my own persistence!
I'm not reluctant to part with them, but there are too many beautiful things in my memories, I can't give them up!
I don't need to endure these bastards day and night, I have too many ways to let them know what they should do when they face me!
As for what I have been searching for?
It's not just this kind of slaughter!
It might be a method to reach my goal, but it is definitely not the final goal!
"Perhaps there will be some relaxation and pleasure, but compared to the ultimate goal, what is this temporary pleasure?"
Besides … "
"You might look carefree, but can you tell me honestly that you don't regret it?
Don't you regret giving up on the life you're used to, don't you regret giving up on your friends, don't you regret losing your lover, don't you regret losing your parents who love you dearly and look forward to you?
Do you dare say that you don't have a single bit of beauty in your heart? "
His loud questions formed an inexplicable rhythm between each sentence. Under such a rhythm, people could not help but be drawn into it.
Verbal hypnosis?
Sorry.
Kieran knew it too.
Moreover, in many ways, he was a true master!
Maybe someone could escape the questioning.
But obviously, it didn't include the Dark Eater before him.
The Dark Eater staggered backward after hearing Kieran's words. Even though the Dark Eater's face was hidden behind the mask, one didn't even need to look to know how ugly the Dark Eater looked. Just listen to the Dark Eater's heavy breaths, it sounded like a broken bellows, as if it would fall apart at any moment.
The Dark Eater started to wobble as well.
"I … I …"
"You still want to use useless words to prove that everything you do is correct?
What's the point of emphasizing it?
"What can it bring you?"
"Nothing at all!"
All you have is the emptiness of deceiving yourself and others!
Now, raise your head!
Look at me!
"Tell me your truest thoughts!"
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