But when Ji Jue looked back, he forced himself to restrain and dared not act rashly.

"Sit down."

At Ji Jue's command, the floor shook and the little bull-centaur sprawled on the ground, looking up, still wagging its tail, displaying an image of obedience.

"Hand, right hand, not that one... Yes, now circle around, roll over, good, good boy, good boy."

Ji Jue's left hand satisfactorily stroked its head and chin, and finally, he handed over the rapidly expanding heart: "Okay, eat."

The bull-centaur's headlight-like face lit up as it cautiously opened its mouth to grip the heart from Ji Jue's hand, then turned its head to the ground, ferociously tearing and pulling at its meal with wild abandon.

Even the drops of blood and strings of flesh that fell on the ground were not spared; they were devoured along with the floor beneath, crunched loudly between its jaws!

And Ji Jue, he looked at his empty palm—fingers long and fair, free of calluses and flaws, even devoid of a drop of blood or dust.

As his will dictated, the Non-attack Matrix flickered in and out of existence.

Finally, he had total control.

And on the dial of the watch on his wrist, the golden number [2] that was previously only halfway filled surged upward significantly... After destroying a Matrix, the progress bar actually jumped by a third, granting even the Mechanical Descent a sense of overindulgence.

And more than that, from the illusion-like perception, an influx of the centaur's life-long understanding and experience with Superior seemed to be pouring into him, deepening his insight into the vortex and even surpassing the previous high of Embers by a large margin!

Does this mean there's not only a shortcut in alchemy skills but also that if I need to further my understanding and comprehension of Superior, I just need to find more Chosen Ones corresponding and dismantle their Matrix?

Such good people, everyone is good!

Ji Jue couldn't help but put his hands together, his heart brimming with gratitude.

Truly the grace of heaven.

They say saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story stupa!

The dead Chosen Ones can only serve as materials, while the living not only provide materials but their Matrix also increases the experience bar... In the future, shouldn't I perform more good deeds and commit fewer acts of carnage?!

Things are looking up!

This day, this life, the beings of this world—all instantly became better!

We Embers are such a gentle tapestry, guiding people towards goodness; even Superior, so compassionate that not a single grain of rice is wasted, the world at large has too deep prejudices and misunderstandings about us craftsmen!

"The path of Non-attack is arduous and long."

Ji sighed softly, gazing at the bright moon outside the broken window, a compassionate smile on his face.

The moonlight was silent.

It quietly illuminated that hungry, blood-stained, sinister smile.

And next to him, in the shadows of the corner, the golden-haired creature shivered uncontrollably.

Dare not make a sound.

Crap, I accidentally saw Brother Ji eat someone! Aren't only those of us White Deer Mutants supposed to be cannibalistic, so how come Embers is more voracious than us?!

It's all over, he's looking at me, and he's smiling!

Do I simply cut my own throat now or kneel down immediately and beg Brother Ji to take me as his dog?

Tears streamed out.

Please, I'm willing to do anything!

.

On the other side of the villa, in the main hall, it had turned completely crimson.

Countless identical corpses piled on top of each other, nearly forming a mountain of limbs and torsos flung about from the slash of blades and the thrust of spears—a bloodbath.

It was truly, genuinely Hell!

Boom!

A storm rose again, turning blood-red, and behind the roaring waves, Asura emerged, laughing manically as he slashed with his blades.

At this moment, the Corpse-Eating Brothers were far from their earlier ease and pleasure; their faces were covered with cracks, and the number of deformed clones among them was increasingly large.

Stunned.

Faced with this sudden attack, even an attempt to dodge came too late.

Not even a scream could escape from within their lungs.

Cut in half at the waist!

In their final struggles, the younger brother barely managed to keep his head intact. It hadn't even hit the ground when his terrified older brother grabbed it, relying on dozens of clones who fought desperately to delay, and turned to flee without hesitation, sprinting away.

A miserable escape.

"Jin Wujiu! Jin Wujiu, what the hell are you doing?!"

The fleeing elder brother screamed as he ran: "If we die, how are you going to explain to Lei Yaoxing! How is Lei Yaoxing going to explain to Jiang City? What the fuck are you thinking?!"

Jin Wujiu was silent, offering no answer.

Rather, it was as if he was already... sweating like rain!

As though frozen.

On several occasions, he attempted to raise his hand, but the chilling sensation that lingered in his bones became even clearer.

His intuition told him, once inside, death was certain.

Death! Death! Death! Death! Death! Death! Death! Death!

But now, within a few short minutes, a force that should have been able to sweep through Chen Xingzhou's remnants and had further missions and tasks, was utterly annihilated in this inconspicuous ruin.

He became more and more aware of the strangeness.

Amidst the distant wails of the dying centaur, the hoarse roars of the Corpse-Eating Brothers finally made the corner of his eye twitch.

No matter what, he absolutely could not go in... but to watch the Corpse-Eating Brothers perish here, he couldn't explain to Jiang City either.

At last, from his focused vigilance, he gritted his teeth and raised a finger, pointing towards the sky.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.