Selro walked over and looked at John with a complicated look.

John fell to the ground, his face pale. Is his death coming?

Bang, bang, bang.

The black-robed Grim Reaper also staggered down from upstairs.

"Come give me a ride?"

John turned his head, looked at the black-robed Grim Reaper, and chuckled.

When he was dying, he didn't have too much fear, but... he had a lot of ambitions but was unable to realize them.

"right."

The hoarse voice of the black-robed Grim Reaper sounded coldly.

"John, am I really not as good as Marcus?"

Selro spoke up.

"As good as."

John looked at Selro and said.

"How is it not as good?"

Selro frowned.

"You're not cruel enough."

John said slowly.

"If you want to get promoted, how can you be soft-hearted? You didn't seize the two chances, so I am disappointed in you and turned to Marcus."

"Besides this?"

Selro asked again.

"In the past year, you have actually performed well and have ambitions... but it's too late in the end."

John looked at Selro and said in a deep voice.

"Among the ten [Sons of Darkness], you have the least supporters, but you also don't have the most... Marcus is different. He has been the most popular and famous one from beginning to end."

"Oh, is that all?"

Suddenly, Selro smiled.

John was stunned for a moment when he saw Selro smile, then nodded subconsciously.

"You think I'm not ruthless enough, that I'm not as famous as him, and that I don't have as many supporters as him, so you switched to him, right? Just like what you said just now, 'People choose wise rulers to serve, and birds choose good trees to roost in', right?"

Selro looked at John and asked with a smile.

"right……"

John felt something was wrong.

"John, you are one of the people I trust the most. I thought you would understand me, but now I realize that you don't understand me."

Selro shook his head.

"You said I didn't have ambition before, but did I dare to have ambition before?"

John was stunned when he heard Selro's words.

"Among the ten [Sons of Darkness], I can be said to have the weakest backing. My mother's family is just a small one. How can it compare with Marcus? His mother and the backers behind her are among the strongest in the Dark Church."

Selro said slowly.

"If I had ambition, I would have died a long time ago, wouldn't I?"

John's eyes narrowed and he looked at Selro without saying anything.

Xiao Chen also glanced at Selro. Did everyone ignore him?

At the same time, he also vaguely understood what was going on. The contest between the [Sons of Darkness] was also a contest between various forces.

Even though they are all sons of the Dark Pope, their strengths vary.

In addition to their own strengths, more support comes from their mothers.

If their mother's family is powerful, then they will naturally be strong.

Isn’t it the same when ancient princes fought for the throne?

The father-in-law and the uncle-in-law of the emperor took turns to make their nephew the emperor, so that they would be very powerful.

Princes whose mothers have no background often have to rely on themselves.

The same should be true for the Dark Church.

Selro's mother came from a small family, and they wanted to help, but they couldn't.

Selro wanted to borrow strength, but he couldn't.

Therefore, he has always kept a low profile and dared not show his ambition, otherwise he would be in danger of death.

"The same goes for the two chances you mentioned. If I had done what you thought, I would probably be dead now."

Selro continued.

"You are quite knowledgeable about China, and you know that 'people choose wise rulers to serve, and birds choose good trees to roost in'. Have you heard of another saying?"

"What?"

John asked subconsciously.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind."

Selro looked at John and said slowly.

"hehe."

Xiao Chen next to him smiled.

“It’s also called ‘the first bird to stick its head out gets shot.’”

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind..."

John repeated, his face growing paler.

Not only John, but also Marcus next to him, stared at Selro with wide eyes... At this moment, Selro looked very strange in his eyes.

Selro seemed to notice his gaze and turned to look at him: "My brother, tell me, am I right?"

"You...you have been pretending?"

Marcus couldn't help but ask.

"This is not a disguise, but protecting yourself."

Selro shook his head.

"I admit that you are better than me, but I don't admit...you are better than me."

"What about tonight?"

Marcus gritted his teeth. He has always felt superior, but now, what's going on?

"tonight……"

Selro smiled bitterly.

"Tonight was really an accident. I never thought John would betray me... I didn't expect that after being so cautious for so many years, I would almost get caught!"

Xiao Chen could also understand what happened tonight.

If it were him, he would probably fail too.

Who could have imagined that the person you trusted the most would betray you?

For example, Xiaobai will not think twice if you tell him where to go.

By then, if there really is an ambush, even with his strength, he might be caught.

"Fortunately... Xiao Chen, my friend, did not give up on me. He cherishes our friendship very much."

Selro looked at Xiao Chen and said with emotion.

“Stop, stop, stop…”

Xiao Chen couldn't stand this. Why did he feel that Selro's gaze was so affectionate?

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me how to deal with them. Oh, there's a beautiful lady named Alice over there..."

"How to deal with ..."

Selro looked at John, who looked pale.

Although John didn't feel any fear just now, at this moment... he felt a little unwilling.

Didn't he understand Selro?

Did he make the wrong choice?

"Selro, can you... give me another chance?"

John thought about it and finally asked.

It’s not because he is afraid of death, but because he is unwilling to die like this.

"Sorry, I can't."

Selro shook his head.

"Didn't you say that I'm not as ruthless as Marcus? If I let you go, wouldn't that make you look down on me?"

"hehe."

Xiao Chen was amused when he heard Selro's words. Was John shooting himself in the foot?

John was also stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and nodded.

"I only have one request. Can you let me commit suicide?"

"Can."

Selro thought about it and nodded.

"Thank you... Selro, maybe I am really wrong."

John stood up and straightened his dress. Although it was a little torn, he tried his best to make it neater and less messy.

"Give."

The black-robed Grim Reaper threw something and John caught it.

John was stunned when he saw what it was: his top hat.

"If you don't commit suicide, I will kill you."

The black-robed Grim Reaper said coldly.

"Haha, thank you."

John smiled at the black-robed Grim Reaper, put on his top hat and adjusted it.

"Oh, by the way, I want to ask you, Selro, what will you do to Marcus?"

"he……"

Selro looked at Marcus and hesitated.

kill?

Deserve to die.

But he is his brother after all.

"Serro, if you kill me, my father will not let you go, my mother will not let you go, and everyone behind me will not let you go..."

At this moment, Marcus regained his desire to survive and shouted.

"As long as you let me go, I can pretend nothing happened..."

"But...it has already happened, hasn't it?"

Selro shook his head.

"You can pretend nothing happened, but I can't pretend nothing happened."

Marcus' heart trembled when he heard Selro's words.

"Do you know how Thors died?"

Suddenly, Selro asked.

"Um?"

Marcus was startled, and then his eyelids twitched wildly.

"He was killed by you?"

There have been such rumors before, but they quickly disappeared.

Rumor has it that Selro teamed up with Xiao Chen to kill Thors, the grandson of the Great Elder.

It is precisely because Selro is "weak" that not many people believe in him.

Even the great elder would not believe it without evidence.

Because Thors is also a strong man among the [Sons of Darkness], even if he is slightly worse than Marcus, he is not much worse.

There are many experts around him.

Selro...can he kill Thors?

It was precisely because Selro was weak that the task of finding the Black Blood Wand fell on him.

Because the Black Blood Wand was just a weapon at that time, most of the other [Sons of Darkness] were unwilling to come.

Even if you find the [Black Blood Wand], you can’t keep it for yourself. This little bit of achievement... is meaningless.

And Selro came... and then, he met Xiao Chen.

He began to rise.

At least, that's what Selro himself thought.

Meeting Xiao Chen made him feel that the time had come.

“I guess so.”

Selro nodded.

"Do you know why father agreed? Because it was Xiao Chen who killed the Great Elder. I talked to father about it... He agreed only because I helped him get rid of this great enemy."

“…”

Marcus' eyes widened and he understood, he understood everything.

"My father said that you have to fight for everything yourself. If you don't fight for it, no one will give it to you."

Selro looked at Marcus and spoke slowly.

“So, I also want to fight…”

“…”

Marcus trembled slightly. Was he going to kill himself?

"You are my brother after all, unlike Thors..."

Selro's voice was low.

"Yes, I am your brother. If father knew, even if he didn't punish you...how would the outside world see you? You even killed your own brother!"

Marcus thought of something and said loudly.

"I can kill you for Thors."

Suddenly, the black-robed Grim Reaper spoke coldly, his scimitar of death always in his hand.

"You...if you kill me, you won't survive!"

Marcus glared at the black-robed Grim Reaper and said loudly.

"After all, I am the Son of Darkness, and even more so the son of the Dark Pope. If you kill me, my father will never let you go!"

The black robed Grim Reaper frowned, but he showed no fear: "I don't want to care about so much, I'll kill you first."

"No, you can't kill him."

Selro shook his head, he knew that Marcus was telling the truth, if the black robed Grim Reaper killed Marcus, he would not survive.

Not to mention others, his father would not let the black-robed Grim Reaper live.

"Let me do it."

Just when Xiao Chen was thinking about killing Marcus, a voice rang out.

——

good evening