After sighing softly, Warden chose to forget this matter.
Today he does not have the ability to sympathize with others.
The Saint Spider's today may very well be the tomorrow of mankind.
What Warden has to do is to do its best to prevent humans from becoming the next Saint Spider.
With huge sums of money being paid into Star Source accounts, human beings can now be considered to be living a good life.
A large number of special items from Universe are on the delivery road of Universe Logistics Company.
According to the time given by Augustus, the first batch of supplies will arrive tomorrow morning.
Augustus didn't know what was being delivered in this batch, and the items ordered were too many and too complicated.
Therefore, Warden actually felt a sense of expectation that the blind box was about to be opened.
And in the other corner of Present World.
This is the Saints headquarters of Northern Europe.
There is a castle here that exudes an ancient atmosphere.
Just looking at it, I feel that there is an eerie atmosphere here, as if there is some evil devil living here.
On this day, the castle welcomed several guests.
At the gate of the castle, a young man wearing Mask was standing there.
He was wearing a neat black tuxedo and a pair of white gloves on his hands.
Those guests were also wearing black robes, and their figures were completely hidden in the robes, making it difficult to see their specific appearances.
The young man in a tuxedo bowed and said softly, "Good evening, our guests from afar."
The dinner has been prepared, and some of you are invited to move to the living room. My master has been waiting for a long time."
His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and it sounded a bit magnetic.
The figures in black robes said nothing and walked straight towards the light inside.
The figure wearing Mask at the door looked around and then closed the castle door.
The moment the door closed, a figure appeared out of thin air on the courtyard wall.
Under the moonlight, his Shadow reflected on the ground looked extremely slender.
The man in a tuxedo glanced in the direction of the courtyard wall, then turned and walked towards the lighted living room.
The living room was very lively at this time.
Dozens of figures in strange costumes danced gracefully under the candlelight.
The most eye-catching one is a girl wearing a white noble dress.
She also wore Mask and a pair of exquisite leather boots.
Mask covered half of her face.
The other half of the face exposed to the air looks extremely delicate.
The scarlet eyes under Mask are full of Pride.
As time passed, the dance came to an end.
The melodious violin sound suddenly stopped.
The girl in the center of the hall lifted up her skirt, bowed slightly and performed aristocratic etiquette towards everyone.
After the ceremony, there was a round of applause.
In the hall, everyone's eyes fell on the girl.
There was a hint of disgust in the girl's Pride eyes.
"Miss Olawi, your dance is as graceful as a swan."
Hearing this compliment, the girl hummed softly and said, "Bastard, are these one of the few compliments stored in your dirty brain?"
Are you worthy of talking to me?"
Hearing this, the figure who had just spoken to compliment suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterwards, he took off his hood, revealing his head, which was the size of a Coke bottle.
On top of this small head is a strong body two meters tall.
At this moment, the face that was no bigger than a palm and covered with disgusting abscesses was full of anger.
Those narrow eyes were full of vicious looks.
His voice trembled. "Olawi, one day, I will ravage every inch of your skin and flesh!
I really don't know if you can still maintain this Pride!"
Hearing this, the girl sneered and responded, "Bastard, even if such a day comes, it won't be your turn!"
"Enough! You will pay for your Pride!" the little-headed figure roared.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange beast roar coming from upstairs.
The sound sounded extremely strange, like the braying of a cow or the lowing of a deer.
Two completely different voices unexpectedly overlapped together.
And there was a chilling chill in the voice.
Hearing the beast's roar, the girl's eyes lit up, and then she looked up in the direction of the sound.
"Husband!" She exclaimed happily.
All the figures in the hall raised their heads and looked upstairs.
I saw a pale figure prostrate on the ground.
The figure had a long neck shaped like a python, with a deformed Beast-Shaped Head on its neck.
On that Beast-Shaped Head, there are Trait of various animals.
Cow's eyes, deer's horns, dog's nose, catfish's whiskers.
The scarlet letter kept spitting out, and the vertical Pupil was full of violence.
On the prostrate body, there is another human-shaped head.
The man's face was turned up to the sky, his sharp eyes staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
The appearance of this figure instantly turned the slightly noisy atmosphere in the hall into silence.
And the girl actually held up her skirt and ran quickly towards the stairs.
It can be seen from her light steps that her mood at this moment is as exciting as the steps running towards her lover.
Seeing this scene, the little figure trembled even more.
On the face that was no bigger than a palm, the facial features were twisted together with abscesses.
Brown mucus with a fishy smell dripped down the folds of his face and onto the bright red carpet.
The girl climbed the stairs and came to the strange figure.
Then she stood up on tiptoes, hugged the python-like neck, and rubbed her forehead affectionately.
At the same time, a tall figure appeared behind the girl and the strange figure.
An extremely angry expression hung on his pale, sickly face, and he held a one-meter-long electric saw in his hand.
The saw blade was covered with reddish-brown stains, whether they were rust stains or blood stains.
"Little... miss! I want... to hack him to death!"
A dull voice sounded.
At this moment, the chest of the figure holding the electric saw was heaving violently.
For a moment, everyone else in the hall looked at the figure with a head the size of a can with open eyes.
The figure's face became even more ferocious.
At the same time, the aura belonging to Deities emanated from his body.
He growled, "It depends on the master to beat a dog! Do you know who my master is?"
Just you Saints, do you dare to attack me?"
Hearing this, the girl upstairs said scornfully, "It's terrible to be uneducated!
This is the first time I saw someone describe himself as a dog.
Dog probably never dreamed that one day he would be wronged like this!"