Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

”This is the soul of Yanjing!”

Lin Haifeng finished speaking and hugged Fran’s neck. He smiled and said, ”How about it? This wish, isn’t it nice?”

Fran could only manage a bitter smile. He reopened the files in his hand: ”Let’s talk again about the Pitch-dark Edict. Hmm, I plan to name it as the establishment of the Dark Blade Knights Cavalry, as for your wish...”

”I think we will be quite busy.”

...

District 3 Mainland Bloc Number 023.

The Demigod looked at the three, each with a different appearance, sitting below him. After a while, he let out an indistinguishable sigh.

Perhaps he was lamenting the rarity of talent or perhaps he was grieving over Walter’s demise.

Walter, he was the only guy I could truly trust, it’s such a pity...

”This is a land block occupied by mutant creatures, and it will be the base of our group in the future. I brought you here from all corners of the world. Hmm... Well, I wanted to talk about ideals, dreams, and future topics to enhance our group’s cohesion. But I guess you guys probably don’t want to hear such things, right? So, let’s start by introducing ourselves.”

”My name is Demigod, the second Protector God of the Yanjing Assembly Site, now I’ve betrayed Yanjing. The specific reason will be revealed in the future if you can gain my trust. That’s all.”

The Demigod spoke concisely, then looked at the three in front of him.

Until one of them spoke out.

”Moka, Independent, body fitness level 63,521, Human Race divine beast species, the natural kind. Used to spend my days on the Antarctic Continent, fighting small monsters. God knows how you found me, but that doesn’t matter anymore. What’s important is that you gave me what I wanted most, so if you don’t screw me over, I’ll stick with you!”

A burly man, over two meters tall, covered with scars, spoke first. After speaking, Moka immediately stopped talking.

The Demigod turned his gaze to another person.

”K, artificial human, not within the professionist system, but with mixed bloodlines, in short, a product of genetic engineering, skilled in various hot weapons. You said you could help me destroy the Washington Assembly Site. Once you achieve my wish, my life will be yours. In the meantime, there’s no harm in following you...”

A tall and skinny boy, with long brown hair and slightly long canine teeth, spoke. His expression was cold, seemingly disinterested in everything, except for the occasional look in his eyes that revealed certain heart-piercing hatred.

The Demigod just nodded upon hearing this, then placed his sight on the last person.

Among the remaining three, only one was covered entirely in a black robe, revealing skin occasionally that appeared sickly pale.

”Li Quan’an... Cannibal...”

Li Quan’an just uttered these few words and then went silent, but those words had quite an unusual effect.

Moka quietly moved his seat away by half an inch, even K, was looking at Li Quan’an curiously, as if flowers grew on Li Quan’an’s body.

Though the other three did not have roles such as ”Guardian,” sitting beside a Cannibal was never comfortable.

The truth is, Cannibals are incredibly rare in this world—Exchange Stone Pillars produce food, and even some Demon Fiends can be consumed, so food doesn’t seem to be in short supply. Only during the most difficult early days of the apocalypse did such monsters as Cannibals emerge, and with various exterminations, the existing number of Cannibals is indeed small...

For people like K and Moka, they’ve only heard of Cannibal fame, but meeting one is seemingly the first time...

The Demigod clapped his hands to break the awkwardness on site.

”Alright, you’ve gotten to know each other. From today onwards, we are a collective. As for our ultimate goal... we’ll leave that for later.”

”Now, I’ll assign you the first task. It’s related to K and the Washington Assembly Site’s grudges. Well, of course, we also need to find some fresh blood food for Li Quan’an and his little friends...”

...

District 6 Mainland Bloc Number 011, Cyclops raced across the vast grasslands with some subordinates, bursting with passion and energy. In the sky, a Giant Dragon spread its wings and soared. On the dragon’s head, Luo Luo and Victor stood like statues, gazing into the windswept horizon.

”It’s nice... isn’t it?”

The images transmitted by the Cloud Puppet clearly showed Wen Yu the current life of his soul pets. Sensing the ”carefree” life of the four soul pets, Wen Yu sighed slightly and slowly pushed open the iron door before him.

”Rumble~~~”

Accompanied by ear-piercing friction sounds, the door opened. Wen Yu then walked into the room slowly.

This was a dark, unlit, and empty basement. Apart from Wen Yu and the Mountain Kui who followed him like a caretaker, there was only one other person in the space.

”It’s nice here.”

A voice echoed from the darkness. As the voice sounded, the candle holders on the walls instantly lit up with mottled light, illuminating the speaker.

It was Bai.

It could only be Bai—now the only remaining figure from the Universe of Immortals and Heroes who could converse with Wen Yu.

”How’s your part?”

”I’ve temporarily stabilized Earth’s will. The Demigod’s intentions are unclear, but he’s not aligned with Earth’s will. This is something you don’t need to worry about. What’s concerning is if Dominator learns about your situation from elsewhere... That kind of feeling doesn’t sit well, does it?”

”What doesn’t sit well?”

”It’s like having a guillotine over your head, not knowing when it will fall.”

Wen Yu remained silent, then nodded.

”So, is everything prepared for the aftermath?”

”All ready.”

In their question and answer, the exchange of the situation between the two was complete.

Bai looked at Wen Yu’s calm and serene eyes, finally sighing. ”Facing that guy, you might be the only one who can be so calm.”

”What? Should I wail and bemoan my fate? These things, whether you try to dodge or face it head-on, it’s inevitable, better stick to the plan.”

”The key is whether you are reliable or not...”

”You can only rely on me, can’t you?”

Faced with Bai’s question, Wen Yu was completely speechless—issues arose from his identity, the innate kind. This calamity would inevitably come. Does Wen Yu need to complain about others using this point to control him? Having gained the benefits of rebirth, naturally, he would face associated risks. For this, Wen Yu is prepared...

”I can support you up to Level 8, then you just need to follow the plan. I suspect dealing with a few of Dominator’s lackeys won’t be much trouble for you. So what you need to do now is cooperate with my action, keeping everything as low-profile as possible until the preparations are complete, is that alright?”

”No problem.”

Bai nodded.

”That leaves me reassured.”

After speaking, Bai’s figure disappeared.

Wen Yu turned back and issued the last order to the Mountain Kui behind him.

”Meditative seclusion, decline callers. Tell anyone claiming to find me, except that guy we just spoke to, that I’m not here.”

”Yes, master.”

Until the Mountain Kui took the command and left, Wen Yu exhaled deeply, moving to the bedside in the secret room.

As the green glow flashed on his right hand, the Almighty Demon Vine appeared beside Wen Yu. He smiled with satisfaction, watching the Corpse Fruit gradually grow out at the vine’s tip.

Outside, the financial chains still existed and were operating smoothly. The skill scroll production line had also been relocated to the main city of the tiered battleground. When he said meditative seclusion, it was essentially just moving to a different place to strengthen himself, minimizing exposure to the public.

This wasn’t hard, the challenging part is only when the guillotine finally falls.

But for this, Wen Yu had already made the worst preparations.