Chapter 966: Chapter 966
966: Chapter 952 Black Hand 966: Chapter 952 Black Hand Some people are accustomed to the sunlight, while others have no idea how to live once touched by the sun.
Sun Yi was not an exception in the Blood Feast, but rather the majority.
Accustomed to massacre and “Blood Food” after, their attitude towards other Mortals had completely changed.
“Would you show respect to milk and bread running all over the street?”
You wouldn’t, and naturally, neither would they.
They no longer saw themselves as the same kind, and after mingling in the Blood Feast for so long, they essentially regarded themselves as a “superior Species,” a born Predator destined for superiority.
On the one hand, this was the influence of the twisted values within the Evil God Church; on the other hand, it was because “Power” and “Knowledge” are inherently toxic.
Power contains the will of the superiors, while Knowledge is steeped in specific rules and values.
“From the beginning, Blood Feast participants were all garbage, antisocial elements, and heretics—compliments to them.
They lack thought, lack advocacy, only possessing appetite and instinct, completely like Beasts in human skin…”
Calling them scumbags is actually a compliment.
They are not human at all.
Don’t look at how humbly they conduct themselves in this world; if they were back in their own land, they’d have started Predation by now…
but perhaps it’s precisely because they lost the self-awareness of “I am human” that they could so smoothly integrate with other “superior Species.”
The more humble they are towards the local Ethnic groups, the more laughable their past arrogance appears.
Perhaps they have a set of theories internally to rationalize their behavior, but to Lu Ping’an now, they seem like a bunch of clowns…
“Life here is quite nice, a rare peaceful existence.
An Nan, you might not believe it, but we were quite impressive back home, many of us held statuses similar to yours, at least living exciting and affluent lives.
Of course, I’m not dissatisfied with the lifestyle in this world; the air here is so sweet…”
Watching the man before him talk eloquently about the peace and beauty of his new life, Lu Ping’an couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing.
But well, Liu Ku, the Gardener before him, clad in an ill-fitting gardener’s uniform (Feather Tribe version), was pruning the overgrown branches while seated on a bench and telling his Boss that he was quite content with the taste of his new life.
Please, with you pretending to be satisfied, and acting as if you believe it yourself, you look quite clownish.
However, on some level, Lu Ping’an knew the man before him was telling the truth.
Liu Ku, in keeping with the typical Blood Feast naming style, didn’t have a famous nickname, but he had a recognizable legend of “the massacre of sixty-three in one night.”
His victims weren’t Ordinary People, but the police officers and their families who used to pursue him.
Among the criminals of the Blood Feast crowd, his list of cases wasn’t that extensive, but they were all serious crimes…
he was a professional killer.
His bounty was also among the pile of thick ones at the front.
As a “Church Assassin,” God knows how many massacres he committed for the Blood Feast in the past.
But now, he was an old man with presbyopia, wearing an ill-fitting, pocketed gardener’s uniform, climbing up and down pruning branches, seemingly like a retired farmer.
If tired, he would sit on the ladder, take a sip of tea, gaze at the trees, smell the flowers, and truly seemed to be content with a tranquil pastoral life.
The silver hair wasn’t as neat as when first seen; the little old man Liu Ku’s smile while sitting on the chair sipping tea seemed genuine…
He appeared to be a weary retired old man, not the once-dreaded sixty-three slayer.
This scene was somehow ironic to Lu Ping’an; as a fifth-tier Blood Servant with at least hundreds of lives on his hands, he claimed to have found peace and the true meaning of life in his servitude work in a foreign land…
“Heh, if you enjoy such days, that’s good.
An Nan smiled, and then, suddenly, he reached out his hand.
“Your ‘Heavenly Fox Characteristic’ is quite nice, and now it’s mine.”
Upon hearing this, Liu Ku was initially stunned, then came to a halt on the chair, his body completely rigid.
His eyes widened as he looked at the Two Gold Coins Mr.
An Nan handed over, his face disbelieving.
He tried to resist, tried to struggle, but his Body betrayed his expectations.
The gaunt arm reached out, and upon facing the smiling “Boss,” he first looked bewildered, then shocked, followed by anger, and finally, his expression turned numb and even desperate….
With a rending sound, the old butcher stretched out both hands and tore the skin off his face.
His hands, adept at killing, had turned into bloody claws, and this time, they were ferociously tearing at his own face.
Skin was torn off, nose was torn off, eyeballs were torn off, all of these together formed the carrier for the concept of “Heavenly Fox Characteristic.”
“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh!”
Liu Ku covered his face and wailed pitifully as he rolled on the ground.
But no matter how loudly he screamed, it was meaningless, as all the people had been drawn away by the Manor’s owner.
In this greenhouse with outstanding soundproofing, no one could sense his demise.
Lu Ping’an took the “indescribable object,” smiling contently.
“As expected, it can be used…..”
Lu Ping’an gently squeezed the indescribable object, which turned into a mist of blood and then flung itself around Lu Ping’an before vanishing without a trace.
[Transaction complete, acquired Heavenly Fox Perception (Upper Silver Passive), digesting…]
[Life Perception (Middle Brass) is overridden by the superior Abnormal Ability, acquiring Heavenly Fox Perception (Silver Mid-position Life Perception ability).]
[Acquired Heavenly Fox Perception lower level abilities, Life Activation, Threat Perception, Bloody Smell Detection…]
A primary ability was traded over, and with it, a series of sub-abilities for Lu Ping’an were activated.
The importance of Life Perception within the Life system need not be overstated—it is the origin and initiation of a series of abilities.
You must first sense “Life Force” in order to control, use, and project it.
And in this regard, the renowned expert of Blood Feast was an expert among experts.
There was no need to question him; he was a master of perception, a master of reconnaissance, an expert in criminal investigation, uniquely adept at danger perception and prey tracking.
What he was most famous for was his sensing characteristic, akin to a “Heavenly Fox.”
And now, this had become the reason for his inevitable death…
“Even if I don’t play Werewolf, I know the seer must be killed first….”
This time’s gains were more than expected, and Lu Ping’an felt he needed time to digest them.
And looking at the half-dead Liu Ku, Lu Ping’an was also quite satisfied.
This was merely a “trade,” and what had left Liu Ku in this state was, in theory, only “self-harm,” which would not trigger any law.
Therefore, even if the Hunting-dogs were playing outside the greenhouse, they had not reacted to this place at all.
But, if he approached a little closer, and caused Liu Ku’s injuries to worsen even slightly, he could potentially become a “murderer,” or at the very least, guilty of attempted murder.
The man before him had to be dealt with, otherwise, if the people of Blood Feast saw him, the trouble would be great.
“Zhao Yan, lil’ bro, I’ve prepared a little warm gift for you inside the greenhouse.
Hurry over to get it….”
“Oh yeah, takeouts should be eaten outside the city, things are ready on the west side, you can go straight out without any checks…..”
Twenty minutes later, Zhao Yan, his face brimming with elation, ‘took his injured friend out of the city for medical treatment’ with a packed lunch in hand.
By noon that day, Blood Feast returned to find the bloodstains in the greenhouse, their expressions exceedingly ugly.
In the afternoon, upon confirming that Zhao Yan had taken an “injured man” out of the city, they flew into a rage.