Night of the Broken Gliph

Chapter 492



Chapter 492

Chapter 492

A snowstorm arrived gradually.

To the necrocultivators who rarely experienced sunlight, the cold made up their whole world; some members who were brought back to the tribe as a baby had never even seen the sun before. But there was also a large number of them who had never seen a snowstorm in their lives.

The sky unleashed its fury in the form of a snowstorm, just like the violent snowstorms one would find in the North.

Pitter patter...

There seemed to be a violent snowstorm taking place in the arena too.

Siu Fu on another throne squinted his eyes. He had huge, shiny eyes, and when he squinted them, it made him resemble a ferocious tiger that was ready to pounce on its victim. Siu Fu could tell that it was no snowstorm in the arena, just a terrifying energy blade.

The energy blade was like a snowstorm that formed a white dragon, and when the crowd realised what was going on, the jet-black Viper Fangs formed with throwing knives were destroyed, the knives sprawled all across the place.

Jet was held by his neck and pinned to the ground by Rouge Dragon. A long tongue left his red-covered lips, licking Jet’s face as if he was tasting a meal. This was no different from being licked by a venomous snake. Jet was both fearful and angry, but he dared not make a single move.

It was unknown if it was the extremely pale hand on his neck or the completely black corpse soul standing next to it, but Jet was in great disbelief. How can a corpse soul that’s only in the three-chambered state destroy my Viper Fangs?

“The result is determined.” Skinny Tiger’s hoarse voice rang out.

But Rouge Dragon did not release Jet. He stared at Jet with large eyes, smiling shyly as if he was looking at a treasure. Unlike most other necrocultivators, Jet looked just like a normal man, and his appearance looked younger as his cultivation increased. The way Rouge Dragon looked at him with lust made it seem like he was looking through his clothes at his bare body, which left Jet wanting to die of embarrassment.

However, he dared not move because he felt the other’s sharp nails pointing at his neck, and he would definitely lose his life if he made a move!

“I said, the result is determined!” Skinny Tiger called out. To be exact, he was giving an order.

Boom! An explosion rang out in only Rouge Dragon’s ears.

“Hmph!” Rouge Dragon huffed and released his grip subconsciously, taking three steps back. The corpse soul returned to his body instantly as that happened.

Rouge Dragon looked up, blood leaking from his mouth. He stared at Skinny Tiger without respect, only madness.

“Yes, Great Elder!”

Evil Mind stared at Skinny Tiger silently.

It seems that I have underestimated him. However, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes because he could tell that Skinny Tiger was doing his best and sincerely wanted the tribe to become strong again.

This kiddo is not bad.

Skinny Tiger looked around. “The first internal competition will end here, and all of you may enter the Treasure Pavilion and Cultivation Style Pavilion according to your level starting tomorrow. I hope that you continue to work hard and won’t let me down.”

“Yes, Great Elder!” The tribe looked at Skinny Tiger, fired up!

After this internal competition, they could see the prosperous future of the tribe, and Skinny Tiger was the reason for it!

Skinny Tiger’s prestige was unrivalled!

Evil Mind carried Rouge Dragon back to a dark secret chamber like a puppy. Darkness was nothing to them, who already symbolised the dark.

“What a piece of trash,” Evil Mind said with sarcasm. “Going crazy day after day. Should have killed him just now.”

Rouge Dragon did not reply. He was the psychopath in the eyes of many, but in his own, Evil Mind was the actual psychopath.

“Alright, let’s start today’s lesson,” Evil Mind said excitedly. He sounded like an elderly man who was about to have his last moment of “fun.”

Expressionless, Rouge Dragon took off his black robe entirely, revealing his bare body that was dark purple. He was not some mutant, he was just completely covered in bruises.

He was entirely injured, and it hurt sharply wherever Evil Mind’s hands touched.

Rouge Dragon remained calm and silent, his eyes flickering from the pain. Every time such moments happened, he would be reminded of the snowy night and the teenagers, one in a silver robe and the other in a red robe. They were the reason that helped him persevere.

“Wait for me... please don’t die first,” Rouge Dragon mumbled to himself. He sincerely hoped that they lived a long life, as only then would he have the chance to torture them to death personally.

“What bullshit are you saying!?” Evil Mind said angrily and slapped him to the ground, torturing him.


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