Chapter 640 - 284: A Look in the Eyes Confirms the Target

Chapter 640: Chapter 284: A Look in the Eyes Confirms the Target

"After tonight, we will truly become one of us."

Richie wrapped his arm around Bernard’s shoulder and flashed him a meaningful smile.

While Bernard was puzzled, a delicate silver-white dining cart was slowly pushed into the dining room.

Smith gently swirled the glass filled with blood-red wine, his expression slightly expectant, "I heard today’s ingredients are very fresh."

Richie laughed and complimented, "The Order knows of Mr. Smith’s extreme pursuit of ’gourmet,’ so they specially prepared this black mass for you. The ingredients come from the distant East, she is beautiful and pure, both in soul and flesh, now in her most perfect state."

As the white cloth of the dining cart was lifted, Lii Yan’Er looked around in terror through the iron cage, wanting to cry for help, but she had been silenced with a curse.

Soon after, she was tied to a special altar.

Richie handed an ornate dagger to the still dumbfounded Bernard, "Don’t just stand there, tonight you’re the lead. This is a rare honor; it’s time to show your courage and resolve."

"Courage and resolve?"

Bernard took the dagger from Richie with a confused expression, his entire body trembling.

As a banker, years in the financial industry had sharpened his heart into that of a cold, ruthless beast.

To Bernard, most ordinary people were merely his "prey."

But that was merely the exploitation and oppression of wealth; directly killing someone was something that left him psychologically uneasy.

"Mr. Richie, I...I can’t do this..."

Bernard dared not meet Lii Yan’Er’s pleading eyes. He could use financial means to push someone to the brink of death, but personally killing someone was something he couldn’t do.

Smith chuckled coldly, saying nothing, but the observant Richie immediately understood, fixing a cold gaze upon Bernard, "You need to think clearly. Joining us means embracing a wonderful future filled with wealth, status, and glory—you will have everything you desire..."

"But if you choose to refuse, well, there might be an extra ingredient on the altar."

Then, the ’people’ present revealed their inhuman forms, sprouting bat-like fangs, and their appearances turned grotesque and ugly.

Clearly, except for Bernard, everyone present had long been transformed into members of the Blood Race through the black mass ceremony.

Not only did they cruelly exploit ordinary people economically in Europe, but they also physically intended to drain them to the bone.

The Red Moon Order’s influence was not confined to Europe; it also wielded tremendous power and connections in the Western Pole Kingdom.

Smith was one of the leaders of the Red Moon Order in the Western Pole Kingdom, and in the Dark Martial Arts World, he bore a name that struck fear—Gourmet!

"Bernard, why do you hesitate?"

Smith first sampled a sip of the delectable blood brew in his glass, then looked at the terrified Bernard, "Human blood and marrow are full of spiritual substances, the world’s most delicious delicacy and rare feast. I assure you, once you taste it, you’ll be deeply captivated."

"No...this kind of thing..."

Not just killing, but eating people; for Bernard, such acts were something he could never accept, as they had already broken the moral limits of humanity.

"I’m very disappointed in you, Bernard."

Smith’s expression immediately turned sinister and cold.

Two powerful Blood Race members then stepped forward, grabbing Bernard by the arms, dragging him to the altar.

"Please...please spare me, Mr. Richie, Mr. Smith, I have a wife and daughter at home..."

Richie grinned, the cruelty in his eyes plunging Bernard into deeper despair, "Don’t worry, they will soon be just like you, becoming a delicious meal."

Clang~

The Black Shark Sword cleaved through the door, a chilling killing intent accompanied by faint moonlight entering the space.

"Found it."

Ye Qingzhou immediately recognized Lii Yan’Er, bound on the altar, then looked at the monsters cloaked in human skin before him with crimson eyes, "You bloodline-failed trash, have you decided how you want to die?"

Under the Celestial Eye, the chapel before him was utterly terrifying, for it was a chapel of bones!

Composed of over forty thousand bodies, it was the ultimate display of Gothic Architecture. The core, off-limits area of the chapel stacked four ’mountains of bones.’

Atop each bone mountain was a giant skull, wearing a massive crown of the Undead. The Gothic dark style created an eerie atmosphere, as if one were in the realm of the deceased.

"Who let you in? Where are the guards? Someone come!"

Richie shouted sternly, exuding the aura of a superior, a presence cultivated from being accustomed to giving orders from above for many years.

"Stop shouting; I’ve already cleared all the trash outside. Without a doubt, this was a perfect infiltration."

Ye Qingzhou gripped the hilt of the Black Shark Sword, unabashedly revealing his killing intent, "Now, it’s your turn."

"A martial artist from the Dongji Kingdom?"

Smith remained calmly seated, holding a goblet filled with blood brew, "Are you here to save her?"

"Hmm?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at Smith, "I’ve heard your voice before...well, it seems I’ve found you without much effort."

Confirmed with a glance, it’s someone he wanted to kill!

Clang~

The Black Shark Sword abruptly sliced out, a fierce sword wind raising endless killing intent.

The slaughter began.