"What the hell!"

On the coin machine with legs, Ji Jue stood in a stupor.

He hadn't sensed any presence at all, not even a sudden impulse, completely caught off guard.

The approaching group was also frozen in place.

Stunned with shock.

Even terrified to the point of asphyxiation!

In their senses, it seemed as if a black hole emerged!

Without any warning, a bizarre figure unexpectedly blocked everyone's path, silent and motionless.

Perched atop a grotesque creature, neither spider nor horse, draped in gray robes, the eerie figure gazed down coldly, its back grotesquely humped, beneath the splendidly fierce faceplate, only two crimson flames glowed.

Loftily overlooking.

Countless black lines swirled around his body but dared not approach, as though encircling him, entangling like a black lotus blooming and withering.

The moment it was perceived, the waist token in his arms trembled violently, as if in fear.

The insignia in the leader's palm also struggled fiercely, almost slipping from his grip.

"Wha..."

Just before Ji Jue instinctively lashed out, a scream abruptly rang out from the troupe.

"Don't move! Nobody move!"

A monk's eyes suddenly welled with bloody tears, screaming sharply, his vision turning black, terror-stricken, convulsing.

With just a glance, if not careful, a sidelong look was enough to feel a soul-deep wound.

In a fleeting glance, only endless darkness attached to his body could be seen, as if one, and within that eerie figure raged two fiery waves, ceaselessly resonating with the entire Crack Realm, as if one whole!

What kind of monster is this?!

At this moment, in the shocked and terrified eyes of everyone, the bizarre creature, amidst ear-piercing metal scraping, approached step by step.

With a skeletal visage overlooking, the scarlet flame on the faceplate burned silently.

Casting a massive shadow.

At the front of the group, Wuyou's confidant knelt without a second thought, worshiping with the rituals Wuyou taught, bowing reverently.

Utterly devout.

Those behind also prostrated in unison, following suit.

Yet Ji Jue's expression gradually became peculiar.

Hmm?

What is this?

Wait a minute, the situation seems different from what I imagined.

The expression on the mask twitched involuntarily.

After all, at this moment, the sixteen Mutated Transformation in the team, with Ji Jue among them, should they join forces, this encounter could unleash a concentration of fire that could obliterate him, the craftsman.

If by any chance, they couldn't hold it together and were exposed...

In that instant, a voice like grinding steel emerged from beneath the mask, and immediately, countless echoes and responses surfaced around.

As if from a lofty judge:

"Entering the temple unbidden, according to law, you should be..."

"Sl-senior, please wait!" At the front, the Mutated Transformation holding the insignia seemed to recall something, struck by lightning, cried out.

Surely, they should wait!

Because Ji Jue also had no idea what should be done.

As a result, he just asked a question, and before he could even finish, the other side started wailing, stunned, not even having time to blink before they started lamenting about the collapse of the imperial glory, no longer shining, our Master Wuyou has great aspirations, restoring the state, rebuilding heaven and earth, enduring humiliation and so on.

While speaking, they dumped everything out, hoping at least one would be useful.

But among the pile of tattered relics that clattered to the ground, the eerie figure showed no response.

Everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

In the dead silence, a few in the group exchanged glances, some fierce intent emerged, just waiting for a change in situation to erupt in resistance or turn to flee.

Ji Jue's heart sank to the bottom: Damn it, Rebirth Empire!

How did I just walk out and run into these restoration remnants?

And in this team, what an ensemble of talents, even more distinguished than Lu Changsheng!

Yet as he looked down at the pile of bells, waist tokens, jade pendants, and coronets, he suddenly felt a movement in his heart.

And then, everyone saw it, under the gray-black eerie long robe, a rusty steel arm slowly extended, picking up just any one item of those things.

Then, as if verified.

At the moment everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sharp grating metal sound rang out once more.

"Capital punishment can be spared, but living guilt is inescapable—"

The eerie monster gazed down with scarlet eyes, coldly decreed, "I sentence you to sever your hand!"

The person at the front hesitated for a moment, but sensing everyone's eyes on him from behind, he swallowed hard and dared not delay.

Not even daring to ask whether one or both hands, just resolutely drew out a knife, severed the left hand, then bit the knife handle, gritted his teeth across, muffling a groan as crimson spurted, both hands fell to the ground.

Winding blood pooled, crawling up the mechanical monster's body, writhing as if merging into the eerie figure.

Thus, the figure withdrew its gaze.

The others relaxed one by one, but before they could express joy, they saw the crimson eyes focus on the second person, the monk with bloody eyes.

"Disrespecting imperial majesty, I sentence you to gouge out your eyes!"

"?"

The dumbfounded monk hadn't realized what happened, yet the person next to him sprang up, his companion didn't have time to stop him, swiftly pressing down, cleanly gouging out both eyes.

Presenting them with both hands.

Under the fiery red eyes, the shattered eyeballs seemed to be grabbed by invisible hands, crushed to dust.

Then, the third one...

"Members of the White Deer Path, defying king's rule."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, coldly announced, "I sentence you to sever your feet!"

The White Deer's Mutated Transformation's expression changed, twitching violently, suddenly gritted his teeth.

Before everyone reacted, he erupted!

Knowing that the path of the White Deer lies in swift Spirit Transformation; to cut off his legs was as good as taking his life. He had no choice but to fight desperately... At this moment, his speed was so swift, Ji Jue's gaze couldn't keep up, difficult to react.

Seeming fearful of the eerie figure's pressure, he dared not approach to fight to the death, instead instinctively turned and bolted, seeking aid.

Unfortunately, it was in this direction... hmm?

Ji Jue's eyes gradually became subtle—as if he had just chipped a mural, smashed a statue, and painted a welcoming pine in the great hall?

The group of shadows and statues seemed to still be doing sit-ups on the spot...

Buddies, don't be unlucky enough to run into this head-on!

It wasn't long before, just a few seconds later, a piercing scream came from afar, amidst everyone's daze, the sound of shattering echoed from afar.

Soon, a weeping shadow suspended by black threads rose like a balloon in everyone's witness, slowly ascending.

A gulup sound echoed.

In the deathly silence, everyone gulped dryly, not even realizing what the eerie figure had done right in front of them.

But soon, they noticed the anger emerging on that mask.

When those blood-fire eyes looked down upon them, they couldn't bear it any longer, feeling a chill all over!

Oh no!

Is it still too late to draw a line?

"Disrespect for the royal decree, the crime should be punished by death!"

The furious eerie figure flared up with fiery light all over, strands of flames rising and dancing from beneath a gray-robe-like curtain, devouring people.

Countless scraping sounds of iron overlapping, transformed into a hoarse voice that sent shivers down one's spine:

"–Offer sacrifices to atone for your sins!"

While everyone was stunned and dazed, a rust-covered steel limb raised up, pointing straight at the monk leader among them.

To be precise, at the Vajra Pestle in his arms!

The monk was stunned, instinctively taking a step back, wanting to protect the inherited treasure of this lineage.

Soon, he noticed the gazes of others, even the silent footsteps blocking behind him.

One by one, they grabbed his arms and clothes, controlling any possibility of him resisting and struggling.

Their eyes were anxious and wary.

Money is just an external thing; brother, don't you dare get everyone into trouble!

Wait, you're not planning to refuse, are you?

Under the stares of comrades and those crimson overlooking eyes, the monk struggled in emotion, gritted his teeth, with trembling hands reluctantly raised, handing over the Vajra Pestle in his hands.

His heart bled.

The steel limb gripped the Vajra Pestle, retracted it, and disappeared beneath the gray robe.

The monk's face twitched, only feeling the rapid severance of senses with Wulou Temple's inherited treasure, as if it had vanished completely.

A chill spread through his heart.

Then, everyone saw it, as the steel limb once again extended, lifted, pointing at the necklace of the Blessed Creation around another person's neck...

"..."

By the time the necklace's owner realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Once again, he was surrounded by his teammates, especially the monk who had just lost the Vajra Pestle, clutching his arm tightly.

You can't run away!

If you run, wasn't my earlier offering in vain?

Besides, weren't you one of the people who just forced me, you prick?!

"All for the great mission of Lord Wuyou!"

The monk forced a grim smile, squeezing the words through his teeth: "You wouldn't be unwilling, would you?"

"...Damn, thank you very much."

The owner of the necklace was almost in tears, trying to smile, with trembling little hands handing over his own necklace.

Then, once again, everyone watched as the steel hand was lifted, pointing to the Poison Blade in another person's arms…

In a choked voice, the offering began once again.

One offering after another, two offerings, three offerings, four offerings, five offerings… Offer! Offer! Offer! Offer! Offer!

And when everyone could barely endure, on the verge of rebelling, the atoning sacrificial offerings finally, appropriately, came to an end.

There was nothing more worth looting.

Earrings, necklaces, Vajra Pestle, Poison Blade, belts, armor...

Even shoes were not spared!

Besides that, there were also eye gouging, finger chopping, hand hacking, leg breaking, various forms of torment…

"From now on, take care of yourselves."

When that eerie shadow nodded slowly and finally departed amidst the trembling sounds of everyone, all the survivors almost couldn't help but embrace and weep.

Finally!

Finally, it was over!

As a chilling wind silently approached, everyone couldn't help but shiver, looking at each other's state, the small pearls nearly couldn't be contained.

In just a few minutes, all the treasures, regarded as dearly as life, were looted clean.

The once high-spirited party now looked like a group of beggars from elsewhere seeking alms in the Empire, with not a single one left in proper shape.

In fact, from beginning to end, they didn't even know what exactly the opponent was!

However, in the midst of misfortune, there was a bit of luck—there were gains at least!

Before the eerie figure left, they even handed over their token, which, though looked like mere scraps of iron, held an extraordinary sense of security in hand.

Moreover, it reminded them: if they ever encountered others similar to them, just hand over the token and kowtow a thousand times.

How should I put it...

That guy was kind of nice!

"Don't delay anymore, there isn't much time left."

The leader, having had both hands cut off, was too occupied to wipe the snot and tears off his face, choking as he guaranteed: "Finish the lord's grand plan soon, and you shall all be rewarded!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That's right!"

In the response, no one dared to delay any longer.

Illuminated by the distant rising Flame Light, they leaned on each other, supporting one another, limping towards the tall tower ahead, backs exceptionally desolate.

And on the empty street, a certain figure, supposed to have left long ago, quietly peeked out again.

Holding its chin, watching their departing silhouettes.

Brimming with curiosity.

——What on earth is this trash group up to?

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