Chapter 521: Chapter 259: True Blade, The Curtain of Revolution_2 Chapter 521: Chapter 259: True Blade, The Curtain of Revolution_2 “`
While speaking, he turned his head to look at Fan Quan: “So I really want to know, how did you manage to kill your old man so easily, don’t you feel guilty with those mories in your head?”
“I’m rational enough, so I bear no burden,” Fan Quan said, “I was actually about to remind you not to get too sucked into the role, but it seems you’ve got a pretty clear head about it.”
“Oh, do you know how damn frustrated I am?”
“After all, you’re not like us, having to deal with the mories of eight family mbers. A normal person would probably have gone mad by now. I can’t be bothered to criticize you.”
Ke Mingye said softly, “I can certainly tell the difference, and you’re in no position to criticize .”
Listening to their conversation, Amiya Ying furrowed his brow deeply, already sowhat lost as to what they were talking about.
He hesitated for a mont before finally asking, “So, are you that Dice Monster?”
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“Yeah, that’s right,” Ke Mingye nodded, “I’m also the Superhero Blue Owl, a new generation of superhero, especially popular with young girls. My sister secretly told that many of the girls in her grade level group are fans of mine.”
Hearing this, Fan Quan couldn’t help but say, “Did you forget to ntion sothing or are you too embarrassed?”
“Don’t, don’t, that’s my last shred of dignity. You wouldn’t…,” Ke Mingye quickly stopped him.
But alas, it was too little, too late.
Fan Quan pushed up his glasses, flipped through the pages of the Bible, and began to introduce the glorious achievents of soone.
“He’s also the Magical Girl Xiaohongmao, that emotionless-looking girl in a Christmas dress pretending to be an ignorant little beggar every day, but in truth, she’s quite the tease at heart, a natural at cross-dressing.”
Amiya Ying was taken aback, thinking, what are these people talking about?
His brain hadn’t even recovered from the shock of “these people in front of killed my family,” and now it was bombarded with a new wave of information, almost crashing on the spot.
Ke Mingye curled his lips, a bit upset about being mocked by Fan Quan, so he took his irritation out on Amiya Ying.
He turned to look at Amiya Ying, and continued, “Oh right, since we’re players, we have to carry out the Extinction of Superhumans. You’re a Superhuman, so you have to die too. Are you ntally prepared?”
Ju Zipi chuckled from the driver’s seat, “Spider Man, stop fooling around.”
“It’s fine, he’ll forget it all soon anyway,” Ke Mingye said.
Amiya Ying asked warily, “What do you an by ‘I’ll forget it all soon’?”
Upon hearing this, Fan Quan closed the book, replacing Ke Mingye in answering the question, “Is that so, you didn’t know. I thought you were already prepared.”
“What are you all talking about?”
“Have you ever thought about why, knowing that the Black Judge exists, we went to such great lengths to fish you out of the madhouse? Did you really think it was just for the thrill?”
Fan Quan spoke calmly, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then unleashed his B-rank ability—the True Blade.
Imdiately, a small knife enshrouded with a faint halo appeared in his hand. The handle was in the shape of a cross, with a barely clothed little figure hanging at the center of the cross.
The whole thing had a kind of religious aesthetic.
“Could it be…”
Amiya Ying stared at the knife, his words trailing off as his figure was abruptly wrapped tightly onto the wall by a piercing white spider web.
“Simply stab it into his chest, and the knife will attach to his heart like Gastella’s parasite,” Fan Quan said while casually passing the knife to Ke Mingye.
“Can’t you do it yourself if you’re so curious?” Ke Mingye asked.
“I am the Think Tank. If I have to do everything, what are the hired hands for?” Fan Quan replied.
“Fine, fine, Dog-headed Strategist.”
Ke Mingye said without looking up, twisting the handle of the True Blade and flinging it toward Amiya Ying.
Amiya Ying was exceptionally weak at this mont due to the routine injections of inhibitors at the madhouse, unable to use his abilities, not to ntion being bound by Ke Mingye’s spider web.
Subsequently, the True Blade effortlessly pierced his chest and without leaving a single mark, entered his body and stabbed into his heart.
Amiya Ying’s pupils constricted, his hand clutching at his chest, yet he felt no pain.
Then, his thoughts blurred, the world spun, and he slowly closed his eyes.
His head drooped, unconscious.
Hearing the commotion, Ju Zipi from the driver’s seat asked, “Is it done?”
“It’s done,” Fan Quan said slowly, “This is the first target. Next, we need to make contact one by one with the leaders of the world’s major Anti-Superhuman Organizations. We must et them in person, otherwise, my True Blade cannot remain inside them.”
“You know what, I was wondering why you were so obsessed with getting close to these people, to the point where you left at the Host Club. Now I’ve finally persuaded myself,” Ju Zipi said.
Fan Quan replied, “Only by truly gaining their trust can I et the leader of the Heavenly Dog Front. While we have yet to get the leader of the Heavenly Dog Front under control, managing to overturn the leader of the Revolutionary Late Bell organization is quite the unexpected pleasure.”
“You’re just over-complicating things. Why not just keep a simple cooperation with them?” Ke Mingye said.
“He’s a Superhuman, not like the other organization leaders who are ordinary people. This poses a huge risk for us.”
“I suggest you admit that you’re a control freak. Otherwise, why did you risk your life to expose my identity when we first started working together?” Ke Mingye said, “That test was to find an opportunity to be on equal footing with , to prevent from leading you by the nose. You’re just soone who only trusts himself.”
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