087 THE LORD OF GREED
They didn't wait long. Soon, a man appeared, walking to the center of the warehouse. He was dressed entirely in white, wearing a tall, pointed hat and a smooth white mask that hid his face.
"It's starting," Green Crab whispered.
One of the gangsters stepped forward, dragging another person with him—blindfolded, and handcuffs on his hands.
He was a pawn.
Either an underling chosen for sacrifice or so poor kidnapped soul.
The Prophet looked down at the trembling pawn, then shoved him to the floor. The gangster knelt beside him, raising his hand - A Ring of Power gleaming on his finger.
The Prophet began to chant with muffled and strange words and hymns then circled them in a slow, rhythmic dance. Suddenly, he touched the ring on the gangster's hand and drew a curved blade from beneath his robe.
In one swift, fluid motion, he slit the pawn's throat- killing him in an instant.
A sharp, strangled cry tore through the hall.
"Arghhh!" The pawn collapsed, his blood splattering across the floor.
Dan froze, as did the SIA investigators watching through his live feed.
They thought they were tracking gang activity. Instead, they'd stumbled into a murder ritual.
The blood shimred—then began to flow toward the gangster's ring, transforming into glowing essence. The gangster's body tensed, his eyes rolling back as the ring pulsed crimson.
Power flooded into him, fed by the dying man's life.
Dan's stomach twisted. "So that's it… that's how to use the Ring of Power." He was glad he chose to assimilate the ring than go the usual training path.
The truth hit him like a blow. The Ring of Power wasn't just a ta artifact—it was a vessel for blood sacrifice.
The ring absorbed life itself, converting blood into strength. That explained why he'd gained Blood and Armor ratings after assimilating Green Crab's ring.
The blood on it… had beco part of him.
Dan's jaw clenched.
"Every face here…are murderers
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