God's Embryo

Shouting such vulgarities, the Vampire charged at the people around them who claimed to be Goodwill Faction Vampire.

Then...

"Clang--"

"Oh ho ho ho--"

"Croak! Uh... Ah!"

"Rua--"

"..." Haha, done in seconds.

It wasn't "knocked down" but "killed," a merciless kill... This greatly surprised the Fanatical Vampires.

Wasn't the other side here to try and persuade us to surrender?

Shouldn't it be that if we show a stronger stance, the other side will start negotiating and offering benefits? Why? Why?!

"Wait, wait! I surrender! I accept trial, I want to go to jail!"

A Vampire raised his hands, watching the blade hurtling towards his neck, his eyes closed, and then... he seemed not to die.

"Why didn't you do this earlier? Why did you have to make the first move?"

The Goodwill Faction Vampire man said this as he bypassed him to attack others, "Accept your Fate... I will end this Blood Calamity."

In response, the Vampire Prince Level and their Zealot Faction fiercely resisted, shouting, "Damn it, why are you helping humans?"

To this, the Vampire man simply replied, "Because I'm here as a member of the Church to either eliminate you or recruit you."

"..."

"We will never surrender!"

"You, are you really that loyal to humans?"

"After we die, do you think Vampire will have a good ending if they are friendly to humans?"

That hit the nail on the head, causing the Vampire man to hesitate for a moment before striking again.

"That's true... We vampires, those good old days are probably gone forever."

As he said this, the man plunged his sword through the chest of a resisting Fanatical Vampires: "But is that right?"

"Our lives were strange to begin with. We hadn't done anything, yet we received government subsidies and even received handouts from humans who thought Vampire were cool."

"Just to keep us in line."

This kind of relationship structure is inherently somewhat unhealthy... because Vampire could easily run their own businesses and so on.

Based on lifespan and resource accumulation

In reality, Vampire are fully capable of living normally in human society, rather than being treated as parasites.

"The good days are over."

As the Vampire spoke, he slaughtered the remaining Vampire present. "But it has nothing to do with me anyway."

His goal was very simple: to use his position as "a member of the Church" to get the Church to end the Blood Calamity.

This is Fate.

Because Fate needs to be maintained in this way...

--

"Bucharest, those Fanatical Vampires really know how to pick a place... But this is the last one."

While making these comments, Cong Yu led Xiao Cui around like a mobile artillery platform, helping Xiao Cui launch the pursuit.

Of course, they don't kill Vampire who have given up resistance.

Although Xiao Cui also wanted to kill them all equally, there were many people from the Church and other Goodwill Faction Vampire acting together here.

So let's follow the rules and arrest them and send them to a military court.

With this in mind, and as Xiao Cui became increasingly skilled in combat, Cong Yu, Tereido, and the others stormed into the Bucharest conference hall.

However, as everyone rushed in, ready to declare the disaster over, they realized... it was no longer necessary.

Because an Ancient Ones, Goodwill Faction Vampire had already worked from within to kill all these Zealot Faction.

As for how they knew he was Goodwill Faction...

Because he said it himself.

"I'm an inside man, I'm an inside man! Look... this is my work ID from the Church, I have proper credentials."

The Vampire man, speaking these words, stood amidst the countless Vampire corpses that were gradually turning into blue smoke, leaning on his sword and looking at Cong Yu.

For some reason, Cong Yu felt that the voice of the Vampire man pulling out his ID was very familiar.

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before.

"..."

"Ah, it seems you don't need to be careful of Moerae anymore."

As the Vampire spoke, looking at Cong Yu, he suddenly noticed something. "Moerae seems unable to see you."

"..." I remember now, it's that voice from Chapter 379.

"You were the one who told me to 'be careful of Moerae,' right? So, who are you?"

In response to Cong Yu's question, the Vampire transformed the sword into blood and returned it to his body. "One of the Fate Maintainers, don't look at me like that... Of course I'm not a god."

"Besides, we're not on Moerae's side. After all, not many people can accept Moerae's perverse tastes."

That's true.

God's twisted sense of humor can be deadly.

Chapter 418 The God Embryo

Hey bro! Long time no see.

When the Rap King saw Carlos Mario again, he seemed to be in a good mood, punching Carlos in the chest twice.

"How are things going lately? Does Mexico need any more help with its reconstruction? We can discuss anything."

Regarding the Rap King's words, Carlos Mario looked at the person in front of him wearing black sunglasses and a gold chain around his neck... an anonymous friend.

"That won't be necessary... Sigh, Mexico is gone, and I don't know how to talk to His Majesty about becoming king."

As Carlos Mario walked into the LiveHouse that belonged to the Rap King, he said, "Hmm... you should be relieved, right?"

Yes, that's absolutely true.

The Rap King actually least wanted Carlos Mario to reign supreme next to him. So after what happened in Mexico, he was actually somewhat relieved.

As long as United States is alright.

But while they might think this way, they couldn't say it out loud, nor did it mean they would gloat... After all, the sacred Cong Yu connects everyone.

Before Cong Yu arrived, the relationships between the kings were relatively cold. Let alone expressing goodwill, it was considered good enough if they didn't make a few sarcastic remarks.

In some places, the relationships between the top players were so strained due to overcrowding that it was Cong Yu and Snow Woman who mediated the situation.

"Hahaha... I'm relieved, but I can't say that... um... how should I put it?"

The Rap King gave an awkward laugh, then became more serious, adopting a slightly more regal demeanor. "If it's a decision made by a king, I will vote against it."

"If it's King Trial, I will do everything in my power to stop you from becoming king... That's all, that's all, Bro."

Carlos Mario knew this too, and he sighed, no longer having the same carefree spirit as before when telling corny jokes and laughing.

At this moment, Carlos had lost his former sense of humor.

"Oh well, it doesn't matter. I came to see you about two things."

As he said this, he sat down in the chair, followed by a magical girl with her eyes covered.

White cloth, black cloth, gauze—the eyes were wrapped up in layers.

Because something seemed off, the Rap King couldn't help but look into her eyes. He didn't ask anything, only assuming she was one of Carlos's peculiar subordinates. "Tell me, I'll help you with anything, not just two, but twenty... but I just hope it won't be too much trouble."

To the Rap King who said that, Carlos Mario said, "Find me a cat cafe run by a Mexico named Geya Hernandez..."

"Of course, it's possible."

"Something might have happened to this cat cafe recently; it might be closed down now."

Although it sounded strange, the Rap King didn't really care. It was just giving orders to his men anyway. "Approximate location? In Chicago?"

Carlos's response was --

"The whole of America."

Rap King: "???"

Oh, this is such a large area? Um... never mind, he doesn't need to worry about it himself, he can just have his subordinates handle it.

"Okay, is there one more thing?"

After the Rap King said that, Carlos glanced at Miss Lin beside him. "She was one of the culprits who destroyed Mexico, an accomplice... and also one of the people who planned the crash into the Twin Towers, though she can also be considered an accomplice."

Upon hearing this, the Rap King immediately slammed his fist on the table, reached under the sofa and pulled out Winchester rifle, glaring at Lin: "Where's the main culprit?"

"He's long dead."

"..." After receiving Carlos's reply, the Rap King, who was not quite sure what Carlos Mario meant by "number one enemy," stared intently at the unmoving Miss Lin... She remained motionless.

After staring for a moment, the Rap King put down his gun. "So she's reformed?"

"..." Carlos Mario remained silent for a moment before saying, "More or less, but that's enough... God has other ideas."

As he spoke, Carlos Mario said, as if uttering a riddle, "What she sees now will enter the vision of God."

"Her very existence is a humanoid deflector that can bring Fate back to its proper course. Can you feel that power? It's the egg that harbors Calamity."

"..." The Rap King hesitated for a moment, then commented, "Carlos, I might not understand Mexico very well... How about you try speaking English?"

Looking at the Rap King was still joking around, Carlos Mario took a deep breath. "Mike, get serious."

The Rap King, whose real name was called, was taken aback, and his expression became more serious.

It seems the situation is rather serious.

"Leaving aside the question of what kind of god's vision it is... something that breeds Calamity... could it be...? You wouldn't be talking about..."

As he said this, the Rap King released his magic and leaned closer to Miss Lin to sense it: "There's no Extinction Formula here--"

"..." What? Who told you about Extinction Formula?

"Where did this Extinction Formula come from? In all our years, we've only ever seen His Majesty the Emperor possess an Extinction Formula, haven't we?"

In response, the Rap King calmly rubbed his chin and said, "Isn't there one at the bottom of the Mariana Trench too? Although we haven't seen it with our own eyes."

But that's not something we need to discuss in detail right now...

Because the key point isn't in that area at all.

After saying a lot of irrelevant things...

In the end, apart from a dense, peculiar energy, the Rap King couldn't sense anything else from Miss Lin: "What? There's nothing here, just something that's not magic... Divine Power?"

Since Carlos Mario mentioned "god" before, this is probably a Divine Power similar to the one that previously induced the Art Beyond Sorcery.

"That's it, the key is right there."

Carlos Mario said this, and Miss Lin spoke for the first time, her voice filled with weariness and world-weariness. "Stop thinking about it, just kill me already, I don't want to become the God's Embryo."

[Very good, I will descend, struggle however you want--]

The emphasis was on the word "...", which came out of Miss Lin's mouth simultaneously as she began to speak...

They spoke completely differently, with different tones, even different pitches and vocal registers; it was quite peculiar.

"Hey! What's with that arrogant female voice? Is it your second personality speaking? Oh?! Special technique?"

The Rap King asked this question, his voice rising and falling in a rhythmic, almost rap-like manner, though it didn't rhyme very much.

"Speaking of which, you look like you're China, right? What's that? Ventriloquism? Oh! Pfft pfft!"

That's incredible ventriloquism!

It would be great if it were ventriloquism.