Better Not Join the Crowd / There May Be Some Misunderstanding Between Us

"Liana said coldly."

Upon hearing this, Zaharias's smile widened, "Indeed, there is such a reason. The Fourth Progenitor is known as a man-made weapon capable of killing gods. It would be extremely impolite of me not to be interested."

"Alright, since we're all old friends, let's get down to business, Miss Liana."

"..."

"What happened before was somewhat impolite, but I don't intend to have a direct confrontation with you now, so I hope we can negotiate in a more peaceful way."

Zaharias then turned his gaze to Aurora.

As if frozen in his gaze, Aurora gasped softly.

"I hope you can sell me Number Twelve. As for the amount... three hundred billion US dollars, no... considering my previous rudeness, I'll offer double the price. After all, this is the world's strongest weapon, which cannot be measured in money. Although I know this, this is all the assets I currently possess. I hope Miss Liana can be so reluctant to part with it."

"Get out of here, arms dealer!"

Liana only had this one sentence in response to Zaharias's negotiation.

"Is that so...?"

When the proposal was rejected, Zaharias's eyes sharpened instantly.

His bodyguards also lowered their bodies slightly, placing their right hands inside their trench coats as if to draw their weapons.

Veldiana and Liana tensed slightly, preparing to summon their familiars at any moment.

"It's a real shame, but please feel free to contact me if you change your mind, before it gets too late."

Zaharias sighed.

"I will visit you all again, and I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer then."

Bang!

A sharp gunshot interrupted Zaharias's voice.

His smile froze instantly, and blood gushed from a clear hole in his forehead.

Ren, who had appeared before Zaharias without anyone noticing, expressionlessly withdrew his Desert Eagle and shook his head. "Are all gangsters this arrogant these days? Even I've never been this arrogant."

"..."

Liana was stunned.

The Beastmen bodyguards were also stunned.

They never expected that Zaharias would be shot right under their noses.

The reason they didn't react was that they didn't even know when the man had appeared in front of them.

It's haunted in broad daylight!

"Owner!"

This was arguably the clearest and loudest Aurora had ever uttered in her life.

Nagisa Akatsuki and Yase Kanon finally found their support, and their tense faces relaxed.

However, the Beastmen also reacted at this moment. With the sound of weapons piercing flesh, the built-in weapons embedded in their bodies stretched out and rushed towards Ren with the most professional movements and faster speed than ordinary people.

But just as they made a move, Ren raised his hand and fired several more shots.

Years of fighting have given the Beastmen a wealth of combat experience; seeing Ren raise his hand, they immediately used their weapons to block his head.

Although they used cold weapons, they had been specially modified, and their squad even had the ability to kill a familiar beast.

They had already devised a plan in their minds for what to do after eliminating Ren, but their consciousness was plunged into darkness at this moment.

The bullet fired by Ren, imbued with purple energy, easily tore through the Beastmen's melee weapon, leaving everyone's minds reeling.

Chapter 297 It's better not to get involved.

The commotion here had already attracted the attention of Itogami Island's surveillance system.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the crowd that had been watching scattered in an instant.

They just wanted to join in the fun; they shouldn't risk their lives.

However, there were still some daring individuals who simply retreated behind simple cover, taking out their phones to collect precious footage.

After the Beastmen died, the body of the merchant of death Zaharias, rose again.

The vampire sisters were utterly astonished by the arms dealer's resurrection.

In their memories, the Merchant of Death was just an ordinary person, not even Beastmen.

Moreover, even a demon like an orc cannot heal itself if its brain is pierced.

If it weren't for the red and white substances splashed on him, it would have been as if nothing had happened.

Zaharias rubbed his temples and stood up, a ferocious grin spreading across his face.

"If I hadn't removed the first rib beforehand, I would be dead by now."

Long ago, when he obtained the first host, he surgically transplanted a rib from the host into his own body.

Because of the True Ancestor's special constitution, even a rib transplant would not cause a rejection reaction. This led to Zaharias becoming the True Ancestor's blood servant, enjoying endless lifespan and powerful self-healing abilities.

As a businessman who walks the line between life and death, he knows better than anyone the limits of an ordinary person's physical body.

Therefore, long before planning to seize the host body of the Fourth True Ancestor, he had already decided not to be human.

And that is indeed the case.

This was Zaharias' first death.

If he hadn't become the Blood Servant of the first host, he would already be a cold corpse.

Ren didn't speak, but silently raised his pistol.

"Hmph! Want to do it again?"

Zaharias looked angry.

Bang--!

The scorching bullets whistled through the air, only to be stopped by an invisible barrier.

A gemstone barrier formed by countless regular hexagonal crystals appeared before Zaharias.

Although Ren had coated the bullet with a layer of purple flame, firstly, the ammunition, as a carrier, could not withstand too much force, and secondly, this was a powerful barrier created by the first host. To put it bluntly, as long as there was enough magic power, this shield would have the most solid defensive capabilities in the world.

As the scattered sparks disappeared, Zaharias's smile widened.

After all, he was an Elector Marquis who possessed six Flamelight Night Lords.

If they hadn't made thorough preparations, why would they have swaggered onto the Demon Sanctuary, Itogami Island?

Even if the official Itogami Island government were to take action against him now, Zaharias is confident that he can escape unscathed.

"Although the timing isn't quite right, since you've taken the initiative, there's no need for me to wait any longer."

Zaharias wore a calm smile.

"Kill them and bring me Number Twelve."

At his command, six the Fourth Primogenitor emerged from a nearby van.

Golden curls and snow-white skin, the gray protective suits they wore outlined smooth curves, with different Rome numerals marked on each person's shoulder.

Their identities are No. 1, No. 2, No. 7, No. 8, No. 9, and No. 11.

Immediately following, accompanied by a shaking of the atmosphere and space, several powerful familiars appeared in the void.

That was a monster beyond the comprehension of any other demon race besides the True Ancestor.

One is a large-horned ram with a body made of diamond, surrounded by thousands of gem crystals that form a shield, firmly protecting Zaharias in the very center.

Buzz--!

The atmosphere trembled, magic exploded, and the alarms on Itogami Island became urgent.

Burning flames surged up, corresponding to the constellation Taurus. A bull-headed god, about ten meters tall and made entirely of magma, appeared, wielding a battle axe even larger than its height, and treading on the magma.

But this is not the end.

Corresponding to Sagittarius, accompanied by a loud neigh, a black horse with two horns and a deep red mane appears, its form twisting and swirling in the air.

Corresponding to Scorpio, a manticore, its entire body enveloped in purple flames, descends with a roar.

The immense magical power completely filled the space, and the devices equipped with magical power collection equipment frantically sounded alarms. The crowd that had been watching from a distance all collapsed to the ground in agony.

The reason is that the immense magical power and pressure released by the familiars are beyond what ordinary people can withstand.

Both physically and psychologically, they experienced extremely intense pressure.

At this moment, these busybodies had only one thought.

That means you should just go further away to see it.

At the same time, the amber-colored Minotaur took a step, each step bringing forth scalding lava. When it reached Ren, it raised its battle axe from above and then brought it down heavily.

This relentless bombardment makes one wonder if, if it were to hit the ground, it could sink the entire artificial island.

The Deep Crimson of the Two Horns leaped into the air, waiting for their chance to strike, their eyes fixed on the enemy.

Purple of the Scorpion-Tiger followed closely behind Amber of the Minotaur, its massive maw open, greedily absorbing the magical energy of Ren and his companions from the atmosphere.

Of course, aside from draining the vampire sisters who wanted to summon their familiars until they were completely powerless, it could absorb no one else.

After all, Ren doesn't have magic.

"She's nowhere near as good as the Chaos Bride."

Even though the giant axe was only three meters above his head, Ren remained unfazed.

At the very last moment, his entire body burst into dazzling purple flames.

The crowd then felt the earth tremble violently, and that was the end of it.

When the smoke and dust cleared, and the situation inside could be seen clearly.

Zaharias, who had been patiently awaiting victory, was utterly astonished by what he saw.

The purple humanoid figure parried the amber-colored minotaur's full-force attack with a single hand.

This scene is like an ant using a single tentacle to stop an elephant's trampling attack.

A monster ten meters tall launched a powerful attack, only to have it easily blocked by a figure less than two meters tall.

Even if you look across the entire world, you won't find another demon besides its familiars that can withstand such power with its bare body.

"How could a human possibly possess such power?!"

Zaharias' pupils constricted.

He seemed to realize he had kicked a hornet's nest.

He thought that having six hosts would make him completely safe, but what he saw before him still shook his confidence.

"Nothing is impossible."

Despite the noisy environment, Ren's voice remained relaxed.

The amber-colored Minotaur wanted to retrieve his battle axe, but was astonished to find that his giant axe remained completely still in someone else's hands.

Moo--!

The second familiar let out a deafening roar, its entire body instantly expanding with magma. But then it felt its grip loosen, and its massive body staggered backward and fell due to inertia.

Purple of the Scorpion-Tiger and Twin Horned Crimson launched successive attacks, but they could no longer catch a glimpse of Ren.

Meanwhile, Zaharias felt a prickling sensation on his back, cold sweat pouring down his back.

Chapter 298 There might be some misunderstanding between us

He thought he was invincible with six host bodies in his hands, but who could have imagined that the man could be so easily outmaneuvered by the four familiars?

Fortunately, Number One has almost no natural enemies, and no attack can harm him before the barrier is broken!