I don't care

"It seems that the task we assigned you earlier was to survey the route first, rather than let you solve it directly, Oreius."

Osk replied with a wry smile. The girl beside him slid down the vines and headed straight for the red-haired young man, ignoring the monsters beside him.

The red-haired young man subconsciously wanted to touch his nose, but unfortunately his left hand couldn't bend, so he could only smile and say, "Time waits for no one. If we bump into them, we bump into them. We can only deal with them first."

The angel gave him an annoyed look: "You are so stubborn, can you still stand up now?"

"To be honest, it's a little difficult, but I have you here."

Aurelius answered heartlessly, seemingly not caring about the injuries, or perhaps he was used to it. Because of the blood on the ground, he stopped the girl from getting closer, and directly took the potion with his right hand and drank it all.

Shatlia took out tubes of medicine from her bag and handed them to the other party, occasionally whispering prayers, infusing her own strength into them, and trying to heal the other party's wounds.

The newly formed granulation slowly merged. Enduring the numbness of the wound healing, the red-haired young man turned his eyes to the phantom spiders. They were particularly agitated because of the arrival of strangers, but under the aura of the God of Death, they did not attack these humans.

"What should we do with these?"

The Bloodline would not allow these monsters to continue to exist: "Deal with them."

Amidst the conversation, the slender black shadows returned to Oreius's feet and stretched into distinct individuals. One of them actively absorbed the blood on the ground. Even the remnants on the red-haired young man's hand were not spared. The invisible black shadow wrapped around his left hand and slowly absorbed the dripping blood, and the red lines on his body became brighter.

The other one stood on the ground again, and turned into Shaken. Meeting the red-haired young man's gaze, the blond man's expression flickered unnaturally: "You told me to run, I just did it."

After the fusion, he found that Shadow Puppet had transmitted all his emotions to the other party, without any thoughts left. Before he ran away, he had no idea that the other party was so strong. If he had known, he would have played out a tragic drama of you go first and I go last. If not for anything else, just to pretend to be good brothers.

Orelius's gaze slid across him, without much ripple, but it made Shaken subconsciously alert, preparing for the storm that was to follow.

After all, he was not as strong as others, and he was not very honest in this regard. Shaken analyzed himself and realized that he did not consider all aspects of his actions this time. Not only did he fail to plot against others, but he also gave people a reason to criticize him.

The man sighed inwardly and waited for the other party's punishment resignedly. But to his surprise, Aurelius said nothing, just raised his chin to him. When Shaken came to his side, the young man patted his shoulder with his right hand and spoke in a relaxed tone.

“Good job.”

Shaken, who was ready to be beaten, was suddenly stunned.

Is this guy out of his mind? Or did he misperceive the other person before and he actually knows nothing?

He was speechless for a moment. The person being stared at raised an eyebrow: "What? Do you want me to scold you?"

"That's not the case..."

This gentle treatment made Shaken feel uncomfortable, and he always suspected that the other party was hiding something behind his back and preparing to take revenge on him. Revenge in person is not scary, but the scary thing is that there is always a small thorn in the other party's heart, and you don't know when it will turn into a snake fang filled with venom.

After thinking it over, he frankly admitted, "Because I ran away so quickly before, I thought you would be unhappy."

"Why? You just did what I told you to do."

Aurelius answered lightly, as if he didn't take it seriously. If it were anyone else, this behavior would definitely make them feel chilled. But facing his companion who didn't even turn his head, the red-haired young man spoke calmly, and his words were extremely arrogant.

"I know what kind of person you are, and I have the ability to solve whatever you do. Therefore, I am only rewarding you for fulfilling my orders."

"For whatever reason, you are obedient, and that's enough. I don't care about the rest."

How can you expect a stray dog ​​you meet on the roadside to share life and death with you? Let him rely on his own conscience? This is simply laughable.

The only thing he could rely on was absolute strength, and Aurelius was confident that no matter how many tricks the other party made or how many times they planned to betray him, he could crush all the conspiracies and make the other party bow his head again.

After hearing this, Shaken froze in his place, looking at the other party in disbelief as if he had discovered an alien creature, and could not believe that someone could say such words to him.

Does this guy know what he's talking about?

Who is he?

Shaken Luo. He has a noble bloodline and a huge family behind him. His members are the backbone of the middle and high-level bloodline people and occupy a seat in the noble council.

Everyone knows that he carries a noble heritage and will have a bright future, but the young man in front of him doesn't care at all.

The brutal killing methods, the arrogant attitude, and the inexplicable self-confidence all reminded Shaken of his ancestors.

No, it's impossible... There has never been such a person in the family record...

He suppressed the terrifying thought and decided to wait until he got back and had his blood tested before dealing with anything else. He focused on the next task.

There were not many phantom spiders left, and with the cooperation of Osk and Shaken, it was not difficult to clean them up. Even if there were some that resisted or escaped, they were also dealt with by the shadow people.

Soon, only the silk cocoons were left in the cave. Shatlia came to the silk cocoon where Olih was, looked up and observed it carefully, frowning slightly.

"Something is wrong. These phantom spiders should not be able to capture Orihe and the others. Even if they need to protect their children, Orihe is the best bloodline who is good at team battles. With Rambo here, even if they lose, they won't lose so quickly."

Osk was also a little puzzled when he heard this: "Indeed, let's rescue them first."

He pulled out the shield from behind and smashed it hard on the spider silk that bound the girl. The resilient silk thread suddenly broke under the gravity, and a large amount of mucus flowed out of the cocoon, and Orihe's body slid out softly.

Shatlia stretched out her hands and chanted a prayer. Wings appeared behind her again, and waves of power spread. After completing the purification, she fed another tube of medicine into the other party's mouth. The girl who fell to the ground slowly opened her eyes, her expression slightly dazed.

But she reacted quickly, looked around alertly, and relaxed only after seeing the faces of her companions. She asked in a slightly hurried tone, "Where's Rambo?"

"Here, Shaken is unravelling the web."

Osk turned sideways to make it easier for the girl to see the brain worm. Shaken, who had just broken the silk cocoon, suddenly said "Hmm?" He avoided the gushing mucus and said, "He's injured."

The unconscious brain worm was obviously not in good condition. Its abdomen was pierced by something unknown. The wound no longer bled, and its flesh had taken on a rotten grayish-white color.

Shatria bent down and checked the wound. "It's poison. What happened to you?"

Ollie did not answer her question directly, but asked, "What about the children?"

"Here."

Oleus walked over and found the children's cocoon next to the two bloodline members, so it was easy to find. Olih glanced over the cocoon pile, his eyes becoming colder and colder: "One is missing."

Everyone was stunned by this. The blonde girl repeated grimly, "One is missing. We took nine children away. There are only eight here."

"On our way out, we encountered a swarm of insects. They came prepared and killed several of my clones. During our retreat, the kid stabbed Rambo and used the phantom spider to catch us. I don't know what happened next."

"But she's not here."

Silence enveloped the crypt, with only the sound of Shatlia tending to the wound. At some point, the vines that were originally cleaning up the insect corpses stopped where they were, and the ground stained dark by blood was exposed again under the thick vines. An ominous premonition enveloped everyone's heart, and Shaken recalled for a while.

"The first time I saw them there were eight of them and no one else."

"There are two possibilities now." Osk said with a serious expression. "First, the girl has escaped. This is the best possibility for us, although it will leave some troubles."

"Second, she's still here, at least in town."

So where will she go?

A thought came to everyone's mind at the same time, but this possibility was so terrible that no one dared to think deeply. If the Zerg really predicted the breakout of Orih and others, it would prove that they had learned the intelligence in advance, and the child was likely to have become a pawn of the Zerg.

But what if she is a minion of the swarm and Amira hands her over to the rescue team?

If he just didn't realize who he was, that would be the ideal scenario. If he already knew who he was...

A chill ran down his spine, and Osk said, "Shatlia, are you sure about the extent of the pollution in Almera?"

The other party immediately understood what he meant: "Before we came, Amira's mutation was relatively stable. He absorbed a large amount of consciousness and shared the pollution through synchronization. As long as there is no special stimulation, it should be--"

The girl's words suddenly stopped, and her face turned pale as if she had thought of something: "I think I know what that child is going to do."

"There is an upper limit to the amount of pollution that people can bear. Amira has absorbed the consciousness of some of the original townspeople to share the pollution, which means that they have become a whole. The townspeople who are willing to be absorbed naturally hope that the baron can use his own power to protect this place. But if, I mean if."

"...Amira, for some reason, hurt the child she was supposed to save..."

"Will those consciousnesses go crazy?"

"They will force Amira to lose her mind and completely transform into a monster that wreaks havoc on everything."

Osk stiffened. "But she could have done it before we got here. Amira would have been defenseless against her. There's no reason to wait for us."

"Of course not."

The red-haired young man suddenly interrupted him. His face was very pale due to blood loss. He said in a low voice: "Don't you think the number of phantom spiders is too many?"

"Rambo didn't mention a large number of missing persons in the area before. The source of these spiders' transformation is at most the humans in this village. But how many people are there here? They are very similar to the wolf pack that suddenly appeared in Cross's territory."

Shaken, who had also read the relevant intelligence, narrowed his eyes and uttered the final summary: "It's the Black Mist believers. This may be a bait... a trap for the rescue team. No matter who comes, the result will be the same, but it just happens that we are the ones who come."

The clues are like a circle, with corners overlapping in the traces. Even though everything is based on inference, it is still thrilling.

After all the efforts, the bloodline members finally came up with an answer. The tense exchange did not last long, as if responding to their thoughts. The vines that were originally stagnant in the crypt trembled slightly, starting with one of the vines. As if a plague was spreading, all the vines began to turn sticky and wet flesh-colored.