Death Chapter: Beginning of Destruction

Fulen Samogen sensed an even heavier aura of the Blood Moon. He ground the cigar between his fingers against the stone table, then asked instinctively:

"What was that sound?"

Before Commander Kai Pu Er Wen could answer, old Bo Sen grinned and gave him the answer:

"It's our other ally. Of course, you'll be extremely surprised by his identity..."

"He's also a key figure in our assault on Lorenz Riel."

Kai Pu Er Wen added calmly,

"Didn't you just ask me

why I dared to wage such a near-gamble of a Border War?

When he appears,

perhaps your question will be answered perfectly."

Only upon hearing that

did Fulen Samogen seem to suddenly understand. He laughed deeply, though his smile remained contemptuous:

"No wonder I've only seen these Blood Moon Sect believers here, but not the Blood Moon Father who can speak to us as equals.

Heh.

I thought he'd gone to dig a pit in that Blood Sacrifice King's tomb ahead of time."

But the next second,

an incomparably chilling voice came from beside the door:

"If you mean the Grand Duke beneath my god, and you speak of him with such disrespect,

then you'll be in trouble."

Under the dim light, a middle-aged scholar slowly walked into the room.

A blood-red shadow flowed in with him,

and his figure was abruptly stretched, cast upon the mottled wall like a statue from the abyss.

The middle-aged scholar wore a cultist's robe, old and tattered, embroidered with twisted symbols and bizarre patterns that radiated an ominous air.

The robe dragged across the floor,

making a rustling sound utterly at odds with the room's silence.

More terrifying still,

fresh crimson blood remained on his face, like the brand of a battlefield, recording the bloody ritual he had just performed.

The blood