ps: The copy is over soon, and I'm trying to finish it today!

It's just that when Chen Mo really understood Scarlet City, he realized that he had miscalculated certain things before.

The bloodlines in this, or some of the first blood maids, are no better off than those Terrans.

They need endless work to get enough fresh blood to satisfy them.

But it's only enough for the minimum needs of life, and if you want to talk about enjoyment, you can't talk about it at all.

Babies die young, and exploited child labourers live in despair every day, with no hope in sight.

They are like a bunch of slaves without human rights, who are squeezed with milk and blood like cows during the day, and who may be called up by their bosses to work overtime at any time when they rest at night.

The so-called social animals are nothing more than that.

This is the so-called fellow seeing the fellow and shooting him in the back?

This bloodline is just as cruel to its own kind.

Of course, Chen Mo guessed that this might be deliberately done by the evil god behind it, and he was actually squeezing the bloodline, so that the bloodline would have strong enough resentment, and these resentments worked day and night, endlessly giving birth to the best environment for the evil god.

........

The city was in chaos, with shouts of killing and fires everywhere.

There were fires everywhere, and Chen Mo walked on the street like no one else, and no one cared about it at all.

How could this final battle be so hasty?

At this time, Chen Mo was not in a good state, he was desperately suppressing the injuries that had just been attacked by the Marquis of Layton, and he was forced to press down on the blood surging upwards in his lungs, and the chaotic aura made it difficult for him to even breathe.

It's a good thing that no one around notices him, otherwise with his current level, it's easy to gg.

He hid in a convenience store where everything was robbed.

Chen Mo sat down cross-legged and let the self-healing ability of the [Tiger Jiao Lingliu] slowly repair his body.

He gave the [Ice Blue Volcano] to Yuting, so now his injuries can only be repaired by himself.

......

At this moment, on the corner of the street, a man of about thirty years old was wearing a red robe.

He noticed the garrisons coming and going, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and he raised his right hand, his five fingers spread.

A silver white that belonged to thunder flowed under his eyes, and he saw a cold light leap between his fingers like lightning, shuttling back and forth, and falling into his sleeve again with his five fingers closed again.

He dissolved into a shadow and disappeared into thin air after a few seconds.

In the crowd, panicked Bloodborns fled in all directions, no one noticing the fluctuations in the shadows beneath their feet.

The young man gripped the dagger, then emerged from the shadows, killed a Bloodbreed in the chaos, and then hid again.

He seemed to have a great grudge against the other Bloods, and he slit the throats of the Bloodborns with a dagger, completely ripping them open and filling their lungs with a gushing stream of blood.

Bright red foam spat out of Bloodborn's throat and mouth, hot blood drenching the young man's face.

The city was completely in turmoil, and some of the chess pieces hidden deep in the Crimson City were reactivated, and they began the final assassination operation.

….

The thick smoke turned into dark clouds and enveloped the sky of most of the city, making this already lonely city even more gloomy and decaying, like a dying patient crawling with old age spots, and Chen Mo was about to end it all with his own hands.

After his injuries were completely repaired, he went straight to the royal city in the center of the Scarlet City.

The scarlet is the most intense here, and it is obvious that the evil god was mostly bred here, and killing that evil god should end this quest.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Mo walked into the ancient castle.

There was no one left in the entire castle.

No, Chen Mo vaguely remembered that few outsiders could enter this royal city

Enter, especially when Virgil the Great was painting, outsiders were not allowed to enter.

There were many forks in the castle and the room was dense, Chen Mo took a deep breath, he summoned three mechanical hounds and carried out the entire castle separately.

With the spear in his hand, he headed straight for the inside of the castle.

......

The top of the royal city.

A torrent of bloody essentia swept through the sky.

A blood-colored pillar of light that connected to the sky fell from the sky.

Offering such a rich sacrifice, through the body of Virgil the Great himself, he finally got to heaven to hear it.

The former gods reappear here.

She wears a scarlet mask, and behind her is half darkness and half scarlet.

Her name is Mordecto.

God of Blood and Chaos.

A scarlet light descended on the caramel-eyed youth.

Duke Bolton's body had been reduced to a dried corpse, and he was sacrificed to the gods.

And the will of the gods needs to have a man of voice in the world, and that is Virgil the Great, the caramel-eyed youth.

In the blink of an eye, the caramel-eyed youth's body quickly dried up, and the blood in his body was withdrawn from his body.

Virgil the Great's skin began to crack, and scarlet eyeballs appeared, calves, thighs, torso, arms, neck, ...... There are hundreds of eyeballs that open and close.

Countless illusory spirits surrounded Virgil the Great, chanting blasphemous prayers.

The wraiths began to spread in all directions, and the Bloodborns who had been hiding in every corner were already screaming hoarsely.

The wraiths began to harvest the last of the materials.

They can't wait for the day when werewolves and undead invade the Crimson City, so they can only go out on their own initiative to find materials.

Now the Scarlet City has become an out-and-out hell.

......

In the gloomy castle, there was no one on the road, and the shouts of killing outside seemed to be cut off.

Chen Mo walked silently in the shadows of the ancient castle, and suddenly, a black shadow rushed over, and the [Spear of All Beings] in Chen Mo's hand poked out, directly killing the bloodliner.

I don't know how long I walked, but a luxurious door suddenly appeared in front of Chen Mo.

It's a bit like Duke Bolton's bedchamber?

Chen Mo pushed open the door, there was no ambush inside, it seemed that the black shadow just now was not the original guard of Wang Cheng, but a bloodline who sneaked into here, probably wanting to get some good things from here when chaos broke out.

Chen Mo briefly looked at the furnishings in the room, and it was very luxuriously furnished, especially a high-backed chair, which was extremely simple in shape, the wood was red, and the armrests had been ground and faded.

And after Chen was silent for five minutes, he really found a good thing in the room.

It was a red pill.

【Name:Forgotten Capsule】

【Type: Consumables】

【Grade】

[Introduction: Defeat pain with forgetting.] 】

[Special effect: After taking it directly, the memory will be forgotten within 48 hours.] It can be used diluted, and the forgetting time decreases with dilution. This item is only useful for people with normal psychic powers. 】

[Note: It cannot be used for the same subject twice; Effects do not stack. 】

Single-mindedly seeking death for the white dragon horse