The story writes the storyteller.

When the Blood Knight first became Blood Knight, her will had not completely collapsed. She had experienced a rift once due to a familiar scene. This time, the rift was larger and awakened her chaotic consciousness.

It's that monster "Writer" from City S! It's him! He's the one who did it!

"Warning! Strange..." she tried to warn, but suddenly her body froze, and then—poof—poof—blood suddenly burst from her body from the inside, one after another, and a blood mist enveloped her. She staggered and fell down with her eyes open.

Suddenly, all voices fell silent.

A few seconds later--

"Blood Knight!"

"The Blood Knight have broken in!"

The iconic blood-red armor threw the people in the base into a panic. The superhumans in the base unleashed their powers, and the Blood Knight was overwhelmed by them. Her smiling eyes lost their smile, and the last thing she saw was the ecstatic celebration of her comrades.

"The Blood Knight is dead!"

"Ha! Ha! The Blood Knight is dead!"

"We killed the Blood Knight!"

"Haha, the Blood Knight has been killed by us!"

The people in the base were overjoyed and rushed forward to see the Blood Knight's corpse.

As they approached the Blood Knight, Blood Knight armor shattered, the fragments falling to the ground and vanishing into nothingness, revealing a humanoid body. They hesitated, a hint of retreat in their voices. Had they killed a human?

The smiles on the faces of those in the base froze slightly. Then, click, the Blood Knight's helmet cracked open, revealing...

A shattered, unrecognizable head.

A head whose ownership is difficult to determine.

The people in the base let out a deep breath.

They are Polluted.

They thought the Blood Knight must be a Polluted with a monstrous head!

As expected, a Polluted was hiding beneath the Blood Knight's armor. Relieved, they cheered once more.

Unbeknownst to the people at the base, the monster never intended to spare anyone. He wanted them all to be stained with the blood of their brethren, to be consumed by guilt and sleepless nights for the slaughter of their own. Chen Zhuozhuo, an investigator from the Ability Control Bureau lying on the ground, possessed a superpower that wasn't blood-based; it didn't belong to her. She was just an ordinary sonic boom ability user. In her dying moments, she used her last strength to destroy the loose armor on her hands, triggering her ability and using it to blow up her own head.

Even in her final moments, she still wanted to protect her people, so that they wouldn't have to bear the sins that weren't theirs.

News of the Blood Knight ' massacre quickly spread throughout the city. Xiao Pei, who was collecting supplies in the south of the city, was shocked when she heard the news and doubted its veracity.

In a corner of the city, Ji Jia was hurriedly following Ye Jiang in search of the Blood Knight. When the news reached his ears, his face turned pale, and he staggered to a stop, tears slowly streaming from his eyes.

At that time, when he discovered that the girl he admired had disappeared, he couldn't sleep all night, his heart was pounding, and he had a bad feeling that his sun might fall.

The ominous became reality, and his sun went to sleep.

In a building in City S, an 88-story skyscraper with a glass curtain wall, the interior was once the City S's broadcasting center. Now, it has been emptied and replaced with bookshelves filled with countless books.

In the study on the top floor, a man was writing something at his desk. A small bottle, like a decoration, sat on the desk, containing a firefly-like light. Suddenly, the light flickered, and wisps of black smoke, like mold spots, stained the pure white light. The man seemed to sense something, put down his pen, and stared at it excitedly. But soon, the black smoke inexplicably disappeared, and the light gradually returned to its pure white state. The man's smile froze, and with a gloomy face, he looked away from the bottle with disgust.

The small bottle glowed, its light shimmering, pure white and lustrous. The bottle bore the inscription: --

Blood Knight.

Chapter 47 The Storyteller.

What happened?

Xiao Pei, having interrupted her supply collection mission, rushed back to the base. Nancheng wasn't far from the base, and she returned quickly; less than half an hour had passed since the Blood Knight's massacre. The base's people were still surrounding the Blood Knight, some weeping, some cheering and embracing, clearly celebrating. No one heard Xiao Pei's questions. She parted the crowd and went inside. Her pupils contracted; what she saw was a heavily wounded humanoid corpse. The body was covered in various supernatural marks, none serious, just scattered marks, revealing the panic of the supernatural beings who had attacked. Unlike the body's condition, the corpse's head was mangled, showing no trace of its original form—a truly gruesome sight.

What happened?

Xiao Pei asked again, how could the Blood Knight have died so easily at the hands of the people in the base? Logically speaking, the superhumans in the base shouldn't have such abilities. Xiao Pei's question was finally overheard by the people around her, and they all started talking at once about the whole process of the Blood Knight's appearance and slaughter.

"She suddenly self-destructed and injured herself, which allowed us to kill her!"

"What happened to her? Why did she self-destruct?"

"Is the Blood Knight really dead?"

The people at the base didn't understand why the Blood Knight had self-destructed, and neither did Xiao Pei. With no answer, she could only keep the question to herself. Looking at the Blood Knight's horribly mutilated head, she remained silent for a moment before finally asking, "Her head... did you do that?"

The person next to him shook his head and said, "She was wearing armor when we attacked her; no one could have inflicted such serious injuries."

Xiao Pei's expression relaxed slightly, realizing it wasn't done by anyone from the base.

Thankfully, it wasn't.

Xiao Pei knew that the Blood Knight was a human under his armor. The bureau had already verified this before she arrived. She organized her team to hunt down the Blood Knight Blood Knight because he was too dangerous, and she had no choice but to do so. Whenever possible, she hoped to kill him, rather than torture him.

This world is like a vase placed on the edge of a table, delicately maintaining its balance. The emergence of superpowers distinguishes superpowered individuals from ordinary people. They are both a necessary force to save the world and a potential threat to world order. Therefore, in addition to legal punishment, they also need moral constraints. The Ability Control Bureau is a model of this; they strictly demand of themselves that they not use their superpowers to harm their fellow citizens, and other superpowered individuals should do the same. If they break the prohibition, the harm will be immeasurable.

Fortunately, the superhumans at the base did not break the rules.

Xiao Pei swallowed her worries, but as they subsided, doubts arose—if it wasn't the intervention of the base's superhumans, how could the Blood Knight's head have become so mangled? The Blood Knight's body was also covered in wounds, but far from the state of his head.

Confusion welled up in Xiao Pei's mind. Unable to understand, she walked to the Blood Knight's corpse, knelt down on one knee, and picked him up. The crowd didn't know why she did this, and Xiao Pei didn't explain. She couldn't tell everyone that this Blood Knight was just an ordinary person who had been harmed by some monster, especially since the Blood Knight had died from an attack by people in the base.

Yes, when all the anomalies pointed to City S, the Ability Control Bureau had already made a guess that these anomalies were very likely the work of the monster "Writer," who had been dormant for three years and was now plotting something.

Xiao Pei's eyes sharpened, and she lowered her eyelids.

"The body can't be left at the base; it will breed disease. I've collected it." That's all Xiao Pei told the public.

She stood up, still holding the Blood Knight's corpse. A small card slipped out of the Blood Knight's jacket pocket and landed at Xiao Pei's feet. Xiao Pei glanced at it casually, then froze.

It was something familiar; she had it too.

That's a work ID from the Ability Control Bureau.

Name: Chen Zhuozhuo.

Affiliation: Ability Control Bureau City A Branch.

Number: YK11213

The Blood Knight is a member of the Ability Control Bureau.

In that instant, Xiao Pei suddenly understood why the Blood Knight was the only part that was shattered. She herself was a member of the Ability Control Bureau and a protector, so she understood the Blood Knight's psychology best.

The Blood Knight probably regained consciousness before dying and deliberately blew up his own head so that the people wouldn't have to bear the guilt of slaughtering his compatriots.

Xiao Pei's chest heaved as she endured immense grief and anger. Her grief stemmed from her colleague's kindness.

The anger stemmed from the monster's actions, which were likely far more wicked than she had imagined.

Xiao Pei's eyes were bloodshot. She took several deep breaths to suppress her surging emotions. She bent down, picked up the work ID, and carefully put it into her bag.

When Ye Jiang and her employer arrived at the base after hearing the news, Xiao Pei was preparing the remains of her deceased colleague. After finishing, she buried him in the cemetery in City S that already existed exclusively for the Ability Control Bureau. Every city has such a cemetery, which is the final resting place for most members of the Ability Control Bureau. The member surnamed Chen should not be lonely there.

Xiao Pei tidied up carefully, with two investigators from the Ability Control Bureau standing by her side. These two members had already learned from Xiao Pei that the deceased Blood Knight was actually a colleague from the branch office. They were silent and grieving, their hearts filled with surging hatred for the monster "Writer".

Xiao Pei took out Chen Zhuozhuo's work ID from her pocket, wiped the blood off the ID, and was about to place it on the body when there was a knock on the door.

"Captain Xiao, someone's looking for you."

Xiao Pei remained silent, carefully placed the documents, and then got up to open the door, opening it only a crack so as not to disturb the deceased inside.

Appearing at the door were Ye Jiang and her employer. The man was travel-worn, his eyes red and swollen. His expression changed noticeably when he saw Xiao Pei, but he still managed to restrain himself and not show any rudeness, saying, "I heard you took away... the Blood Knight."

Xiao Pei's eyes flickered slightly. The man's expression made her understand. The Waiter had left the group to help her employer find someone, and now her employer was here in this state, asking about the Blood Knight...

The person this man is looking for is the Blood Knight, and the person he is looking for is Chen Zhuozhuo of the Ability Control Bureau.

Xiao Pei turned slightly to let the man's gaze into the room, and in an instant, tears streamed down his face.

The man walked into the house, Xiao Pei did not stop him, leaning against the door and exhaling coolly.

Ye Jiang didn't look at Xiao Pei; her gaze followed her employer into the house. She saw the refined man silently weeping, and the air in the room seemed to grow heavier because of his tears. Ye Jiang watched this overwhelming emotion without blinking, silently feeling it, and a ripple stirred in her heart.