Sheng An's hand suddenly went limp, and her ramrod-straight back seemed to sag slightly. Old Qin's words brought no change to her expression, but the pressure around her dropped, and the steam rising before her wavered for an instant.
The room fell silent, making the soup's bubbling clearly audible.
At the doorway, Song Linwei was horrified.
Black and white, controlled by the same player. The world was one enormous Blood Pool...
Old Qin had laid everything out clearly.
There had never been a winner in the struggle between humans and Otherkind. The purpose of their conflict was to produce blood-the blood humans spilled upon this land!
The soil stained red with blood was nourishing the true invader.
Humans were nutrients, and Otherkind were puppets. Both sides of this contest were merely the invader's pieces, tools for nourishing itself.
Everything was controlled by the Fragments-the "Egg."
Ruan Zifeng parted his lips and said softly, "The Fragments release energy into the world, then use the blood of the world's humans to generate even more energy and strengthen themselves?"
It was a question, but he already had the answer.
They could think of it as an "Egg" that had shattered. It descended upon this world, seemingly bringing it energy, but it was only using their blood to multiply that energy and keep nourishing itself.
It destroyed the world while making itself stronger.
The very existence of Otherkind was strange. Why were they so bloodthirsty? Why did they love blood? Why did they retain their original memories, allowing them to hide perfectly?
If the goal was the death of all humanity and the blood of every human, then Otherkind were perfectly designed tools.
They were merely tools for the Fragments to obtain the blood in the soil.
The butcher's blade and the whetstone, all