The instant the Blood Core was torn out, the atmosphere abruptly froze. Whether it was the Blood Descendant Marquis standing nearby with a smile, Duke Wilson across from him, or the Blood Prince, all of them were stunned.
The Blood Prince lowered his head in shock, staring at the hand that had pierced through his chest, his mind utterly blank!
He was dead?
Gone in a single exchange?
Hadn't they agreed... to just hook a Peak Expert at the duke level? How had he... swallowed the bait and been bitten to death in one gulp?
The Blood Prince staggered a step, then his body crashed to the ground.
"Rude."
Huo Yuanhong shook his head, grabbed the Blood Descendant Marquis beside him, lifted him up, and smashed him against the ground. That was the end of it.
Another Blood Core appeared in his hand.
By then, Duke Wilson, watching through his rifle scope from the building opposite, was nearly suffocating. Just as the elders of the Pickpocket Sect had when they saw them, he felt an indescribable terror.
What kind of monster... had this come from!?
"Liar! Tell Simon—the people of the Celestial Empire are too treacherous! They're all liars! They pretended to surrender just to trick us into delivering Blood Cores!"
Wilson's entire body turned icy as fury surged in his heart. He seized the walkie-talkie he carried with him and growled, ordering the man guarding the radio to send the message immediately. Tell Simon and Robert, the people in charge at the harbor, that they had been fooled. Kill those Pickpocket Sect liars!
Those Pickpocket Sect people were too cunning. They really had prepared a welcome feast, but the problem was...
They were the main course! They were the ones placed on the table!
This was too sinister—so rotten