Seeing Su Mingan coming over, the weak Laerya immediately grabbed his arm and said in an extremely urgent voice:
"Viscount, the soul... the soul clan that attacked is, is..."
"It should be Saya." Su Mingan said.
Laerya's eyes lit up: "You, you know?"
Su Mingan handed him a bottle of blood: "You recover for a while, I will go and deal with her."
"...Wait, Viscount." He was about to turn around when Larya grabbed him.
Under the heavy rain, Larya's voice seemed intermittent. Su Mingan squatted down and listened to him carefully.
"You, you want to kill Saya?" Lalya said in a very light voice: "After all, she is your childhood sweetheart who grew up with you. Maybe she just has her own difficulties and doesn't necessarily want to hurt anyone... Do you really want to kill her..."
Su Mingan knew that Laerya was a bit romantic, but he didn't expect that she was so naive.
"Of course." Su Mingan said: "If you want to control the Ate, there can't be any souls on the Ate. This is the root problem and has nothing to do with who she is. So even if it's Saya..."
His voice paused.
Heavy rain poured down in front of him, mixed with a clear smell of blood.
A thick darkness pressed down on his vision. He looked down and saw the dagger in Larya's hand piercing his chest.
[HP-1870! (Critical hit! Anesthetic poison! Penetrating wound!)]
The blood-red numbers danced before his eyes.
At the same time, a yellow lightning-shaped icon appeared in the upper left corner of his vision, and his whole body began to lose strength at this moment.
Using his last bit of strength, he pressed his hand on Larya's throat. With a crisp "click" sound, he crushed the other's larynx.
"puff."
[HP-2190! (Critical Hit! Fatal Injury!)]
A blood-red light flashed in Larya's eyes, and there was a hint of confusion and astonishment in his eyes. When he saw Su Ming'an, who was covered in blood, his expression was even more confused, as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Viscount..."
A broken voice came out of his throat, and the next moment, he lost the last of his vision.
…
[*You killed Larya (At-rank S Soul Hunter), Exp+8000! ]
[You obtain Hunter Medal S-level*1]
[Hunter Medal·S-level: Hold this medal, you can exchange it for Soul Clan Points from the Soul Clan Camp, and Soul Clan Points can be exchanged for equipment and props from key NPCs in the Soul Clan Camp.]
…
[You have killed all three soul hunters on the Art! ]
[Obtain special title: Soul Hunter Inheritor]
[Soul Hunter Inheritor: Combat Power increased by 1%. When facing a Soul Clan with a Combat Power lower than 800, your attack will instantly kill them. When facing a Soul Clan with a Combat Power lower than 1500, your attack damage will be increased by 1.5 times.]
…
The somewhat ironic effect of the title appeared before his eyes.
But now is not the time to focus on that.
Larya attacked him for no reason. Logically, it shouldn't happen. His favorability was clearly maxed out. How could he stab him in the back at this time...
Unless there is some other force that forcibly controls Larya.
He remembered the red light in Lalya's eyes before he closed them.
He pressed his hands on the blood-stained ground, forced himself to turn over, and leaned against the railing that Larya had just leaned against.
His chest was still bleeding, and he didn't dare to pull out the dagger. Although Larya had inserted the dagger in a crooked position and it didn't hit his heart directly, pulling it out rashly would easily cause heavy bleeding.
The anesthetic effect on the dagger made it difficult for him to move.
The heavy rain splashed on his face, and the entire Ater was tossing in the wind and rain. The rooftop was like a sail in the wind and rain, which could be blown away at any time.
He reluctantly took out the blood bottle and poured it on his wound. At this moment, he suddenly saw a piece of golden hair.
The girl in a dress came up from the stairs below. The wind and rain hit her sunny hair, and the golden hair came out like sunshine brewing in the rain.
In her hands, she was holding a person covered in blood, with hair as red as roses.
The girl stood in front of Su Ming'an and looked down at him, with extremely complicated emotions in her eyes.
The disguised wound on her chest had completely healed, and when she looked over, her eyes were flashing with a scarlet light.
"Saya." Su Mingan spoke softly.
"Rin." Saya also responded to him softly, her voice almost unclear in the wind and rain.
She swung her hand and threw the bloody Naraku out, smashing him to the ground on the rooftop. Naraku gasped heavily for a few times and reluctantly looked at Su Mingan:
"Rin... run..."
Through the thick rain, her voice was as ethereal as the breeze.
"How did you guess it was me?" Saya said.
"Intuition." Su Mingan said.
He possesses information that Saya absolutely cannot know. In the previous round, Naraku died at the hands of the crew, which means that Naraku could not be that soul clan member.
He originally thought that Saya lied out of revenge. After all, Valen, an S-level soul hunter, had watched Saya grow up. If Saya was a soul, she would not have survived until now.
But...he still overlooked one factor.
When he saw the bloodshot in Laya's eyes, he understood at that moment...the Soul Clan seemed to possess a special talent.
No, to be precise, it is "certain special soul clans" that possess a special talent.
【Charm】
Or in other words... [development].
Develop subordinates, develop new soul clans, turn the soul hunters who were originally firm in their Taoism into her subordinates, and transform ordinary humans into soul clans.
Although this ability is bound to have limitations, because Grandpa Valen and Saya have always behaved normally, and even the red light in Larya's eyes appeared extremely suddenly, but at this time, Su Mingan could only think of this possibility.
Even Saya... Su Mingan suspected that she was a being suddenly developed by a higher-level soul clan.
At this special moment, the bloodthirstiness of the soul clan she displayed caught people off guard.
So,
Varun, who has always been loyal, and Lalya, who behaved extremely free and easy...all became Saya's subordinates without realizing it.
On this ship, this huge ship, the Artur known as the "Hope of the Empire"...
How many transformed beings exist?
Su Mingan tilted his head slightly, looked down from the railing, and looked at the surging sea.
At this time, lifeboats are about to set sail, ready to escape from this huge ship that has become hell, carrying people's last hope.
…But is that really hope?
"Rin." The blonde girl approached him, her skirt making a slight sound of dripping water on the ground.
She tilted her head, staring at him with her bloodshot eyes:
"Rin, what are you thinking about?"
Su Mingan moved his body and smiled:
"I'm thinking."
“…This is truly a book from the Yang World.”
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