"Hello, it's !" The man shuffled his feet on the ground and looked around with interest, seemingly indifferent to the group of won gathered there.
Xiaohua held Wang Xiaorui in her arms, staring at Saint Ao Cha with utter despair in her heart.
This man had recently risen to prominence within Soul rchant and was notorious for his cruel thods. Despite his constant smiling and seemingly friendly deanor, he showed no rcy when it ca to torture, earning him the nickna "Ao the Devil."
Not only that, his strength was exceptional—an eight-star—and he was rumored to possess a bizarre and powerful bloodline.
If it had been anyone else sent to capture them, they might have fought back, hoping for a miracle. But with Saint Ao Cha here, they stood no chance.
"Life in the guild might not be the most humane, but compared to the outside world, it's much better," Ao Cha said casually, though his real purpose was to check for any escapees. He pointed at a nearby pond, and several of his subordinates imdiately jumped in to search.
"You know, at the beginning of the apocalypse, I even ate human flesh—not to ntion maggots and other things. I tasted many things for the first ti," Ao Cha said, shaking his head as he approached Xiaohua.
He had watched the entire fight between her and Wang Xiaorui from behind and was sowhat impressed.
"You two are quite good. How about joining ? Let’s talk?"
The hatred the "at pigs" held for Soul rchant was imasurable. Once selected as at pigs, whether they begged, resisted, or even surrendered, no one cared. Their only purpose was to serve as snacks for mutated creatures or as outlets for others’ frustrations. Now, they had another use—as test subjects.
Soul rchant established laboratories where they conducted various experints on them, including fertility, recovery, limb regeneration, and more.
Due to their increasing evolutionary levels, the at pigs were no longer fed to mutated creatures. Soul rchant had begun trying to turn them into long-term food suppliers.
For example, cutting off a piece of flesh or drawing several bottles of blood—these still contained energy. The flesh and blood were used to create feed for mutated creatures, allowing their energy reserves to grow steadily.
As for the at pigs, their lost flesh and blood would regenerate after simple treatnt.
No one could endure such an inhuman existence. So, this group of at pigs—the highest-level escapees from Soul rchant—had seized an opportunity to flee collectively.
They would rather die than continue living as before.
But what if they didn’t die?
The at pigs resisted because they knew being captured ant returning to an inhuman life. But what if that wasn’t the case? What if they beca the ones in charge?
Ao Cha’s seemingly flippant words gradually eroded the resistance in many of the won’s hearts.
"You’re lying!"
A woman suddenly stood up. She had been injured in the earlier fight, half of her body bleeding. "If we go back, we’ll still be your tools for venting, food for those monsters! Nothing will change! Sisters, let’s fight! Dying here is better than suffering back there!"
"I didn’t ask you to speak," Ao Cha said lightly, stomping his left foot. A sharp stone spike erupted from beneath the woman, piercing her from below and protruding from the top of her head.
The woman’s eyes widened as she glared hatefully at Ao Cha before dying.
"Ah Ru!"
Many of the won cried out in grief.
"I’ll say it again. Those with decent strength can choose to follow , beco my subordinates, and no longer be at pigs."
As he spoke, his gaze settled on Xiaohua and Wang Xiaorui—the only two won here who had caught his eye.
"Who do you think you are? Ye Zhongming? Forming the female guard?"
Xiaohua sneered, her words stabbing Ao Cha’s heart like a knife.
Cloud Peak and Ye Zhongming were taboo topics within Soul rchant. Even though the higher-ups strictly forbade discussion of them, whispers still spread among the lower ranks.
And in the eyes of many Soul rchant mbers, these at pigs weren’t even human, so they never bothered hiding such talk from them.
After escaping, Xiaohua and the others had lived outside long enough to hear rumors about the feud between Cloud Peak and Soul rchant. With the recent commotion of the faction rankings, the origins of the female guards had beco a frequent topic of discussion.
As a Saint, Ao Cha was well aware of these things. Hearing those two nas wiped the smile from his face.
"Do you really think Cloud Peak is the number one faction in the country? Let
tell you, that’s just the Five Ring Money propping them up! Now, the God Hall and our Soul rchant have allied. Do you know what we’ve gained in such a short ti? See these ogres behind ? These are the God Hall’s creations! Once we complete the fusion, Cloud Peak will be wiped out. That Ye Zhongming you idolize and the female guards you can’t forget will be captured and turned into at pigs," Ao Cha said coldly. "I hope you live long enough to see your idols humiliated."
"You want to capture Ye Zhongming and turn him into a at pig?"
Almost as soon as Ao Cha finished speaking, a voice rang out from behind their ranks, questioning Soul rchant’s Saint in a strange tone.
Ao Cha whirled around and saw a man standing just thirty ters away, soone who hadn’t been there monts before.
"Who are you?"
Ao Cha couldn’t sense any strong aura from this person, but how could an ordinary person just appear here in the apocalypse in this dead-end place?
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