Traitor (Part 1 - Four Updates 1)

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"My great master, you have finally summoned your most loyal servant!"

Garbo, the Grand Arbiter of the Milan City-State, the so-called most steadfast protector of humanity, the powerful Sky Wind Dragon Garbo, smiled obsequiously, prostrating himself before Yin Tianjue like a boneless slug, kissing Yin Tianjue's boots with all his might.

The Six Harmonies Killing Formation lent by the Jiang Clan to the Great Berlin City-State had already collapsed. The six golden towers, eighteen banners, and one hundred and eight bronze daggers had all become spoils of war for the Yin Clan. Nearly ten thousand Blood Servant warriors had just been killed by the formation, and now several Yin Clan Marquises were using forbidden Blood Demon techniques to gather the blood of these fallen warriors to pollute the magical artifacts used in the formation, making them usable by the Yin Clan.

Fanburg, pulling at his hair with force, stood to the side, growling in a low voice.

"Shameless, utterly shameless! The Grand Arbiter of Milan City-State and the two Grand Arbiters responsible for internal affairs and personnel management are actually your Yin Clan's Blood Servants! How utterly shameless! This guy is even called humanity's most steadfast protector? If humanity's protectors are like this, humanity would have long ago become our livestock!"

Behind Garbo, two beautifully dressed and heavily made-up ladies knelt respectfully on the ground, their foreheads pressed tightly to the floor, their bodies trembling subtly. Yin Xuege could sense the surging blood energy within them. They were not afraid, but excited, even ecstatic. Their heartbeats were at least twice their normal speed!

These two women had just betrayed their companions, two other Grand Arbiters from the Milan City-State! The shameless betrayal and ambush had brought these two women immense stimulation and pleasure. Yin Xuege's sensitive nose could even detect a fishy scent emanating from them; they were actually on the verge of climax!

Gently rubbing the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword with his finger, Yin Xuege curiously observed Garbo and the other two kneeling on the ground.

For the first time in his life, he witnessed such naked betrayal, such ugly, unreserved betrayal! As core members of humanity, as powerhouses carrying the great hopes of countless humans, they had turned their backs at the critical moment, sending their companions and their own people into an abyss.

Filthy, ugly, and utterly despicable. But the beneficiaries were Yin Xuege and his family! The beneficiaries were tens of thousands of Yin Clan warriors trapped in the formation! The betrayal of three humans had at least saved the Yin Clan from tens of thousands of casualties.

It could even be said that because of the betrayal of these three individuals, the casualties among the civilians in the Great Berlin City-State had also been significantly reduced! If not for their betrayal, with Yin Tianjue and other Yin Clan leaders trapped by the formation, the fighting within the Great Berlin City-State would have lasted for several days at least. The brutal combat would have certainly destroyed large areas of the city, and millions or even more civilians would have died in the fighting.

"A noble, sublime, great sacrifice. They made the most correct choice for the safety of the millions of citizens of the Great Berlin City-State!" After observing Garbo for a while, Yin Xuege said with a serious smile to Wumu, who was standing beside him.

"Spineless cowards! For eternal youth, for everlasting life!" Wumu spat on the ground with disdain, then swaggered his robust body and strode towards the central treasury of the Great Berlin City-State with a group of Yin Clan warriors. "Shameless humans always find countless excuses for their betrayal, but only you bats will take in these fallen humans!"

"We, the brave, straightforward, and passionate descendants of the Wolf God, would never do such a thing! We prefer to sever these guys' heads with great axes and heavy sabers. We would never tarnish our noble warrior's honor with such schemes and tricks!" Wumu grumbled incessantly as he walked, then pointed at several large metal chests and roared, "Damn it, all this gold is ours! Well, the great Lord Wumu commands you to send these chests to young master Xuege's carriage!"

Yin Xuege made a face at Wumu's retreating back, then turned his gaze to Garbo, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Speaking of which, Grand Elder, are these people your servants?" Yin Xuege's eyes flashed with blood-red light as he stared intently at Garbo and the two alluring women. These three men and women, who had brazenly sold out the Great Berlin City-State, raised their heads obsequiously, smiling solicitously at Yin Xuege.

"They are my servants. They enjoy the offerings of humans but fight for me!" Yin Tianjue said with a proud smile, reaching out to stroke Yin Xuege's head and speaking slowly, "This is our advantage, Xuege! Remember to make good use of this innate advantage!"

"Humans cannot resist the temptation of immortality, cannot resist the temptation of eternal youth! Therefore, you should, like me, identify some usable servants among humans! Support them, cultivate them, let them climb to high positions! One day, you will find that the price you pay will be repaid a thousandfold!"

Yin Tianjue seized every opportunity to teach Yin Xuege. The gold and silver being continuously transported from the central treasury of the Great Berlin City-State fully validated every word Yin Tianjue spoke. In just a quarter of an hour, the laborers driven by the Yin Clan warriors had already moved over two hundred tons of gold and more than ten times that amount of silver from the treasury.

With such a rich harvest, Fanburg's eyes began to gleam with golden light. He squinted, occasionally glancing at the mountains of gold and silver, his eyes flashing with blood-red light. It was clear he was calculating what percentage of the spoils would be most appropriate to demand from Yin Tianjue.

After earnestly imparting some experience and knowledge to Yin Xuege, Yin Tianjue grabbed Garbo's shoulder and pulled him up.

"Well done, Garbo! You have been exposed, so there's no need to return to the Milan City-State! You have made sufficient contributions. Tomorrow night, on the full moon, I will bestow upon you the precious sacred blood, making you immortal and noble beings! You are all my good children, and from now on, you are all members of my Yin Clan!"

Yin Tianjue gently patted Garbo's old, pale face, then earnestly helped up the two alluring women whose eyes sparkled with affection. After lavishly praising Garbo and the two women for their great contributions to the Yin Clan, Yin Tianjue changed the subject and beckoned to several Yin Clan elders not far away: "Bring them here."

Fainlan, with blood still seeping from her abdomen and her face extremely haggard, was roughly dragged over by two Yin Clan elders and unceremoniously thrown to the ground. Fainlan cried out in pain. Her small, delicate body trembled on the ground for a moment, then she laboriously propped herself up with her hands and slowly stood.

Swaying unsteadily on the spot, Fainlan haughtily raised her head, just as she did when standing on the podium of the government building, delivering speeches to the numerous council members of the Great Berlin City-State. She sneered with authority and pride, "Don't expect to get a single word from me! I will not cooperate with you dirty, lowly vampires! I will absolutely not surrender!"

Yin Tianjue simply smiled. He extended his right index finger, and with a 'buzz,' a two-foot-long, sword-like crimson fingernail shot out from his fingertip. With a mere wave of his arm, dozens of thin, blood-red arcs of light enveloped Fainlan's body.

Fainlan's red robe disintegrated into countless tattered pieces, and her shapely, firm, and beautiful body, like that of a young girl, was exposed to the gaze of nearly ten thousand people. She let out a sharp scream, instinctively covering her chest and lower body with her hands, then crouched on the ground in a daze.

The Yin Clan members nearby began to breathe more heavily. Even the Blood Servant warriors supervising the laborers transporting gold and silver turned their heads to look over. Their gazes were like greedy leeches, each one seeming to bore into Fainlan's body. Fainlan, who had always been high and mighty, enjoying the reverence of countless people, seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. She screamed incessantly, unable to even utter a complete sentence.

"Honorable Lady Fainlan, the Fire Queen!" Yin Tianjue stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the naked Fainlan crouching on the ground.

"You possess noble blood. If our intelligence is not mistaken, in that gradually fading Era of Dharma Decline, your family held the ducal title of a declining empire! You are a noble Duchess, who inspires endless imagination!"

"You are so noble, so proud, you possess sacred blood. Your family controls the power of flame, and within the Human Alliance, you are revered as the 'Fire Queen,' the empress of all fire spirits, possessing astonishing power!"

"You intensely hate our clan! Since the establishment of the Great Berlin City-State, you personally killed two hundred and thirty-five members of my clan; they were all my descendants! You killed twelve thousand seven hundred and thirty-three Yin Clan Blood Servants; they were all loyal servants of our clan!"

"As for the civilians you ordered to be exterminated for their suspected association with our clan, they number around three million! But I must admit, those people actually had no connection to our Yin Clan, and they died too innocently!"

Yin Xuege looked at Fainlan in horror. This beautiful woman, whose face was as youthful as a girl's, had ordered the deaths of three million people? Not three hundred, not three thousand, but three million! Yin Xuege counted on his fingers how many people he had killed in recent days, then helplessly realized that at his current average killing rate, it would take him fifty thousand years to kill three million people!

Yin Tianjue squatted in front of Fainlan, using his sharp fingernails to lift her smooth, delicate, and perfectly sculpted chin, devoid of any excess flesh or wrinkles. (To be continued)