Chapter 137: "Inheritor" and "Blood Banquet"

"It's a very direct way to use it."

On the far mountaintop, a woman who used a cloak to hide her face and body in the shadows said with interest. In front of her, a crystal clear crystal ball was floating, and the crystal ball was reflecting the two sides in front of her that were fighting fiercely.

"It took me a long time to use that piece. To be honest, I really feel reluctant to abandon it now."

"When did you become so sentimental?" A gloomy but joking voice came from behind her, a man who hid his face and body in the shadows like a woman, "or did you stay with those idiots so long that you became stupid, too?"

"...I really don't know that you still have a sense of humor."

"I just took this sentence as praise."

"...You are so polite."

“Is the data collection still going well?”

"Haha, thank you for that idiot's blessing, things go smoothly. I didn't expect him to do this, swallow it directly, and use his own body to make a body. It's such an unexpected surprise."

"But a fragment of 'Scarlet Moon' is lost, right?"

"That kind of thing is nothing great, right?"

"The old men are going to talk again."

"Let them go, all we want is the result."

"Isn't it?"

"No, that's exactly what it is. If you don't talk about this, have you selected the chess piece you replaced?"

"There are as many pieces as you want to replace that idiot's chess piece, but..."

The crystal ball showed a panic-like horse face.

"The most interesting and suitable one is this guy."

“…Is the priest of the Supreme God’s Church?”

"It's very interesting, a fanatical believer yearns for the glory of the past and tries to reappear."

"Is this his desire?"

"Not bad, very persistent, it will be a good material."

"If this man is a chess piece, you have to change the stage."

"Stage? Didn't someone have prepared for us long ago?"

"Yes, a broader stage..."

"But, then again, there is a guy who makes me care."

The picture in the crystal ball swayed, and in an instant, Feng Kan's figure appeared in it.

“…variable?”

"Although his appearance has changed, it's him."

"That mercenary?"

"Or that's what he is."

"Did you just find out now?"

"...I can't blame me for this. Although my figure is very similar, the temperament exudes completely different from the bone layout of the head."

"The breath can be disguised, but can the bones of the head change at will?"

"That Karu! The bridge of the nose is higher and the cheekbones are lower, the eyebrow bones are sharper, and the distance between the eyebrows is wider..."

“…I observed it very carefully.”

"Because you have to remember him."

The slender and pale hands gently lifted the hood, revealing a very unnatural short hair. The woman's charming face was also very inconsistent. If you look closely, you will see that the eyebrows were painted - it turned out to be the "Tina sweetheart" of Count Shemoth!

"I will definitely make him pay the price if he dares to hurt the hair of a woman's second life."

"What a strong resentment."

A joking voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them. The sound was so abrupt that the two of them had stiffened a little in an instant.

"Sneaking, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the guy from the 'Blood Banquet'."

The black armor full of mysterious aura was hung behind a giant sword that was too wide, and the young man with black hair and black eyes.

The two of them did not look back. To be precise, they did not need to look back because they knew who was behind them at this moment, and they also knew what the faint murderous intent that came from behind meant.

"Yu, is the inheritor?" the man spat in dissatisfaction, "The guy who is indifferent."

"You are the ones who keep their ghosts gone, right? It's really hard to catch your little tail. What's the point of making you want to do this time? Launch the 'Scarlet Moon' again?"

"Don't make a mistake, we always have only one purpose - for a more glorious future for mankind. That incident was just an accident." The woman said indifferently.

"But for some people, it's not just an accident, it's a disaster, a disaster that shouldn't have happened."

"To put it really well, isn't your inheritors also going to make mankind a brighter tomorrow? We should be like-minded!"

The woman turned her head and smiled charmingly. This is probably what the so-called "look back and smile with a charming smile" is about.

"Hey hey hey, aren't you serious? Like-minded? Then I really respect the black-haired young man." But this charming smile did not impress the black-haired young man. "I won't play with life at will, nor will I send hundreds of thousands of people on the road to no return without blinking. The inheritors exist to prevent civilization from going on a wrong path. To be honest, what you did is really disgusting."

"Are you still talking about that? The birth of any new thing is accompanied by pain. For a better future, there are always people who need to make sacrifices."

"What about you yourself? What right do you have to decide to make others sacrifice?"

"We? If we need it, we can sacrifice everything without hesitation. But there is nothing worth our sacrifice at this moment. If we want it, we have to make corresponding sacrifices, right? Now this kind of sacrifice is enough."

"I understand!" The black-haired young man put away his smile, "Sure enough, the guys at the 'Blood Banquet' are all a group of cold-blooded and shameless madmen."

“It’s a very overstatement.”

"It's not too much for you." The black-haired young man said lightly, holding the giant sword hanging on his back in his hand.

Looking at the young black-haired man ready to go, the man turned around and looked at the woman beside him, "Every time it's time, I will definitely feel that you are really in the way."

"I'm really sorry to be a burden." The woman shrugged indifferently, "But it's not my fault that she is not good at fighting, right?"

"No!" The man lifted his hood, and a pale face that was more delicate than a woman but cold and pale without any expression was revealed. "On the battlefield, not being able to fight is a sin in itself."

“…What a strict guy.”

“This world is very strict.”

"Hey hey hey! It's a burden, do you think I'll take the opportunity to attack that powerless woman to restrain you?" The black-haired young man seemed to be unhappy.

"Isn't it?"

"I'm not as despicable as you."

"There is no mean or not to win, right?"

"So you agree that I took the time to kill that woman?"

"Even if you do, I won't be bothered by this kind of thing."

"...No...If this happens, I will be very troubled as the person involved." The woman protested with a (ˉ-ˉ) expression on her face.

A desolate breeze swept through the dead leaves and brushed across the hills.

"Ah! Don't do it!" the black-haired young man suddenly said dejectedly, lifting his combat state, and the faint murderous intent exuded on him also disappeared. "Suddenly there was no energy at all, it's really boring."

"Is this okay?" The handsome man did not relax his vigilance. "This may be your last chance. If you miss this opportunity, we will never reveal any flaws to give you an opportunity."

"It doesn't matter!" The black-haired young man hung the giant sword on his back again, "That's all, little fish and shrimp. As my goal, you are still too young. If you really want to deal with you, you can do it any time."

"...I advise you not to underestimate me too much."

"I don't mean to underestimate you," a teasing smile appeared on the face of the dark-haired young man. "I'm just narrating the facts."

The handsome man stared at the other party silently without hiding his hostility. His cold eyes never left the other party's key points, like a poisonous snake ready to attack at any time.

There is no anger, only a cold murderous sight.

"It seems that we are being looked down upon."

At this time, the woman said lightly.

"Oh? So do you think?" The dark-haired young man's smile became even more sarcastic, "So what are you going to do?"

"It is useless to try to anger us." The woman who saw through the other party's intentions still said calmly, "I think you should also know that a head-on conflict between the 'Inheritor' and 'Blood Banquet' will not benefit both parties, and we will not assume the responsibility of provoking the conflict."

"So calm."

"When you encounter something unpleasant, you resort to violence, is that only children do, right?"

"No, in fact, I have a reason to kill you."

“What’s the reason?”

"Scarlet Moon."

When he heard this term, the handsome man and the short-haired woman's face changed color at the same time. Although the tone of the black-haired young man was so plain, it seemed like a murmur that came out of his lips inadvertently.
To be continued...