Arthur didn't want to come.

But, the loot is just too much!

Arthur felt that it was too shameful to waste it.

So, he came, with four Hands of Nothingness, carrying the Box of Athos.

After confirming that Malinda's attention was attracted by the old-school member of the 'Dead Poets Society', he immediately took advantage of the [Shadow Collection] characteristic of the [Dark Serpent] bloodline, used the shadow as a cover, and touched the corpse on the ground as quickly as possible, and quickly left the scene.

Arthur is well aware of how dangerous it can be, and the slightest mistake can lead to burning.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had a few hole cards, and the two people who were most worth caring about had already started fighting, and the vast majority of the remaining people were not in the right mental state, he would never have come.

Arthur left, as quickly but silently as he came.

And the most responsive of the stalkers who are still alive have come to their senses, even after the shock of fear and death, but greed has returned at a speed far beyond imagination.

The men began to approach the corpses quietly, raising their hands towards them.

But the next moment, the faces of these people changed.

It's broken, it's been preempted!

The feeling of emptiness caused the men to glare at each other—they all thought that the other had taken the lead.

Then, they rushed towards the corpses next to them at a faster speed.

And such a move finally reminded the rest of the people.

These people followed suit.

Mess around!

It's like throwing a meat bone into a pack of wild dogs!

Wild dogs that grab meat and bones will naturally feast on them, while wild dogs that don't grab meat and bones will focus on the meat and bones in the mouths of other wild dogs.

Unfortunately, what these stalkers loot is not as 'conspicuous' as flesh and bones, and even if some stalkers explain that they didn't get anything, the rest won't believe it.

And when some people want to leave quickly, they are considered to be thieves and want to escape.

And so the scramble began.

When a stalker kills a badly wounded stalker and pulls a ring from the other's hand, the scramble instantly reaches its most chaotic climax.

The benefits in hand, the pleasure after being stained with blood, completely stimulated these people who were still shrouded in fear and death just now.

As if to vent, they began to attack each other wildly.

Among them, of course, there are sensible people.

Just like the one who wanted to leave first, he was one of the few sensible people among them.

But at this moment, the other party's body had already been cut into several pieces and fell into the dirt on the ground.

Lack of strength, maintaining sanity, is useless at all.

Strength is strong, and reason is to directly succumb to instinct.

Everyone here is caught in a cycle called 'coercion'!

The crazy guy stepped into this bloody slaughter with the only sane left—

Moon Street, dyed red.

Not dyed red in the hands of the fake 'Last Descendant of Blood'.

Nor was it dyed red in the hands of the true 'Last Descendant of Blood'.

Not even dyed red in the battle between the Lady of the Long Night and the old-school 'Dead Poets Society'.

Instead, it was dyed red in the hands of a group of guys who survived the catastrophe.

When a man cut off the head of the person in front of him with a knife, and fell to the ground from exhaustion, howling wildly, no one pounced on him again.

Because, including this man, there are only seven people left who are still alive.

The seven of them stared at each other fiercely, and their brains, which were constantly pounded by the constant smell of blood in their noses, began to revive, and they gradually came back to their senses, but some would rather sink like this-

"Ahhh

The lucky man with the knife let out a piercing scream as he looked at the severed head in front of him.

"Elaine! Elaine! ”

"Nope! This is not true! ”

"Impossible! No way! ”

"It's all the curse of the 'Last Descendant of Blood', he's driving us insane! It's all him! ”

In the midst of a terrible howl, the lucky man picked up his wife's head and stumbled away.

The remaining six survivors also scattered.

Some of them were pale and panicked.

Some of them gritted their teeth and looked unwilling.

Whatever it was, they all rushed out of Moon Street and melted into the deep night, leaving only a scarlet street and corpses strewn everywhere.

"Heheha!"

As soon as he realized that something was wrong, Feliman, who had been hiding for a long time, reappeared, and the unrecognized 'bloodline' let out a piercing laugh.

"Blood, chaos, death—

Father, is this your movement?

It's so beautiful!

It's wonderful! ”

Feliman laughed wildly, the upper half of his body bent back in an exaggerated arc, he tugged at his hair, and his face was extremely distorted with indescribable pleasure.

The crow standing on the branch watched all this silently, and when an undead appeared in the distance, he spread his wings and flew across the night sky, returning to No. 2 Kirk Street—

'I'm not going to be the culprit, am I?' ’

Arthur in the psychic hall raised an eyebrow.

He swore that he was going to pick up his own spoils, and he had absolutely no bad intentions.

Everything that happened after that was a coincidence!

He also didn't expect that under the continuous onslaught of various extreme emotions, these guys would fall into that level of madness.

'Greed...... Terrible greed! ’

Arthur sighed, curiosity rising in his heart.

What would the countess do if such an extreme event happened?

Not only Moon Street, but also Kirk Street, which used to be gunshots and cannons, according to common sense, after so long, the surrounding neighbors should have appeared, but so far, there is still no movement.

'Some kind of secret art for ordinary people? Rite? Prop? ’

Arthur guessed in his heart, and his eyes were on the [Delicate Golem] - almost using [Doting Blood] with all his might, causing the palm-sized puppet to appear in a shriveled state, as if it was dehydrated.

Without any hesitation, Arthur put the [Exquisite Golem] into the money box.

300 gold coins, a parting specialty from the old butler of Oak Manor.

At this moment, under Arthur's gaze, it became less and less at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For every breath, there are ten fewer gold coins.

After ten breaths, the speed at which the gold coins were decreasing did not decrease in the slightest.

The corners of Arthur's eyes began to throb.

The speed of gold absorption of [Exquisite Human Puppet] is a bit beyond his imagination - you must know that in the era of the Liberal, although gold coins coexist with gold tickets to a certain extent, real gold coins rarely appear on the market, and most gold products also appear in the form of 'equivalent gold tickets' + manual fees.

As we all know, 1 gold coin can be exchanged for 1.5 gold tickets, and sometimes it can be exchanged for 2 gold tickets.

This is the 'market price', very transparent, there is no loophole to exploit - the old lion of Neiwan, who controls the largest gold mine in South County, is punished with capital punishment for anyone who dares to take advantage of the loophole.

Coupled with the union of several nobles in Nanjun, everything is solid.

Eventually, when there were 66 gold coins left in the money box, the [Delicate Golem] was restored to its original state.

This kind of repair will require 234 gold...... If it's a missing limb, will it be more expensive?

You have to stock up on a lot of gold! ’

Arthur squinted and began to think about where to get the gold - he didn't mind exchanging the gold ticket for it, but it had to be secretive, it was impossible to buy it on a large scale at once, and he would definitely be targeted, and then, his secret would be revealed.

And continuous small-scale exchange is also unreliable.

With the sensitivity of the 'market' to gold, his behavior will be targeted sooner or later, and if he encounters a guy who asks the bottom of the matter, he may be discovered.

After all, just entering and not leaving, it looks suspicious.

Maybe......

I can learn alchemy in advance! ’

Only by using the burning money of 'alchemy' can we cover up the deficit of repairing the [Exquisite Golem].

'That's right, worm. ’

Arthur picked up the [Doting Blood], and the mutilated vampire progenitor inside roared and roared wildly, but because Arthur had completed the contract with the [Exquisite Human Golem], it was helpless.

It can only be incompetent rage.

Later, it was put aside even more - it seems that because of the existence of this mutilated vampire ancestral worm, the [Dodging Blood] cannot be put into the [Athos Box].

It's far less convenient than [Exquisite Human Puppet].

Pendragon showed considerable interest in the ring that had newly appeared in the psychic room, sniffing it first, and then began to flick the ring with his paws, pulling it from the table to the carpet little by little.

Hand of Nothingness puts the ring back on the table.

Pendragon immediately began to pull again, looking like he was never tired of it.

Arthur came out of the bathroom at this time.

As a 'medium', there are some rules that he feels he should follow.

For example: wash your hands before opening a blind box.

Call!

Arthur took a slight breath, and then opened the [Chest of Atos].

The next moment-

Crash!

The loot poured out like a tidal wave, flooding the entire desk.

(End of chapter)