Chapter 215: A Lesson from the Gourmet
Chapter 215: Extra Chapter, A Lesson from the Gourmet
Sarah witnessed the most unforgettable scene of her life.
These people were not just a group of awakened criminals wandering into South Sea.
They were from a supernatural force! The demonized addict's terrifying power was like that of a demon god! The security officers were powerless in his hands.
The hot weapons spewing fire and the metal storms had no effect on the addict.
All were blocked by his demonic wings.
The people behind him were all C-rank powerhouses, with elusive and ghostly movements.
Although the security officers from the headquarters were all D-rank and skilled, they were no match for these people.
The security officers trying to arrest them were like a flock of sheep trying to surround a pack of wolves.
The chaotic gunfire and screams became the background noise.
Scarlet blood and severed limbs became the backdrop.
Sarah's eyes widened in horror, her body trembling uncontrollably.
A security officer tried to escape but had his neck snapped by the addict, who then licked the blood off his fingers.
All her colleagues were dead.
Elder Twenty leaned against the petrified Sarah, lighting a cigarette.
The special fragrance sprayed onto Sarah's pretty face, and he smiled perversely:
"Do you know why I kill you last?
I think the blood of a young girl like you must be delicious."
Sarah swallowed in terror.
She finally understood how helpless she was in the face of true evil, realizing her master had always protected her well.
Sarah breathed rapidly.
In her mind, she kept repeating:
"I am Ethan Blake's disciple, I can't disgrace my master."
Summoning courage from somewhere, Sarah shouted angrily and punched Elder Twenty in the face.
Elder Twenty stood still, taking Sarah's attack with his face as if nothing had happened.
He smiled cruelly: "Little beauty, keep moving.
The blood tastes better when the prey moves."
With that, Elder Twenty grabbed Sarah's neck and slammed her onto the car's hood:
"The blood of a young girl is truly the best."
Sarah struggled desperately, tears streaming from her eyes. She didn't want to die, especially not at the hands of this pervert.
The disciples of the Moon Worship Sect, familiar with Elder Twenty's peculiar tastes, smiled knowingly.
Elder Twenty genuinely enjoyed drinking blood.
At this moment, a clear voice came from the treetop above: "So, we are kindred spirits!"
Elder Twenty instantly became alert, looking up sharply:
"Who?!"
A white figure jumped down from the tree.
He wore a white suit and a mask with a strange smiling face.
Walking gracefully, he looked like a well-educated gentleman.
Yamato Renji walked to within three or four meters of Elder Twenty, glanced disdainfully at Sarah: "This woman is clearly from a poor background. Her flesh is tight, and her blood isn't sweet, it's bitter."
Elder Twenty squinted at Yamato Renji, and the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect surrounded him.
Yamato Renji, ignoring them, shared his experience: "Your most foolish act was scaring her.
After being frightened, adrenaline makes their flesh and blood taste astringent."
Yamato Renji tilted his head, looking at Elder Twenty:
"So, do you even know how to eat? Are you after the delicious taste, or just showing off your brutality?"
As Yamato Renji spoke, his face behind the mask twisted:
"If it's the latter, you're insulting gourmet food!
You're insulting, you're insulting gourmets like me!"
Elder Twenty's eye twitched, and he spat: "Damn, a lunatic! Kill him!"
The disciples of the Moon Worship Sect didn't sense any strong spiritual fluctuations from Yamato Renji, thinking he was just a pretentious lunatic.
One disciple transformed his hand into a beast claw and reached for Yamato Renji's neck.
A cold gleam flashed in the night.
Yamato Renji held a dagger in his right hand, and in his left, a dripping beast claw.
"Ah!!" The disciple screamed, kneeling on the ground.
Yamato Renji plunged the dagger into the disciple's head, pulling it out covered in red and white matter.
Yamato Renji gently licked the dagger, looking intoxicated, and murmured: "Twenty years old, top grade (rating his food)."
The other disciples of the Moon Worship Sect were terrified by Yamato Renji's actions, their hearts racing.
They gasped for breath, mouths slightly open, too scared to move.
Elder Twenty was furious at Yamato Renji's lesson, his eyes bloodshot:
"What are you standing around for? You're disciples of the Moon Worship Sect, afraid of some kid who appeared out of nowhere?"
The disciples of the Moon Worship Sect regained their composure.
The fellow disciple who was killed earlier was too careless, he deserved it. Why should they be afraid? They were confident that with their C-rank talents, the Moon Worship Sect's techniques, and years of killing experience, they had nothing to fear from ordinary awakened ones.
"Damn! Stop pretending!" a disciple of the Moon Worship Sect shouted angrily.
Immediately, the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect charged forward.
Yamato Renji licked his lips, his throat moving.
He was hungry, and tonight's New Year's Eve dinner didn't suit his taste.
If it weren't for his master's invitation, he wouldn't have touched his chopsticks! The dagger in Yamato Renji's hand was enveloped in the cold aura of the Yellow Springs, dancing wildly among the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect.
Every time someone clashed with him, hot blood would spray out, staining Yamato Renji's white suit.
He was like a drunkard in a wine cellar, wanting to taste every bottle.
Soon, the wine was finished, but the drunkard wasn't drunk.
More than thirty corpses lay scattered on the ground.
Elder Twenty's eyes were bloodshot with rage:
"Damn you, bastard!"
Unlike other supernatural forces, the Moon Worship Sect had few disciples, each one a precious treasure.
He regretted taking too many drugs and not reacting in time.
Why didn't he kill this kid first? Elder Twenty, furious, spread his demonic wings and charged at Yamato Renji.
But the overwhelming killing intent was nothing compared to Yamato Renji's presence.
Yamato Renji quickly advanced, slashing at Elder Twenty with a strange posture.
"Ah!!"
Elder Twenty's eyes were bloodshot with pain as a giant demonic wing fell to the ground, red liquid flowing from the clean cut.
Yamato Renji walked up to Elder Twenty and slashed off his other demonic wing.
"Ah!!!!"
The heart-wrenching screams echoed through the dusty streets of the old city.
Yamato Renji grabbed the kneeling Elder Twenty and threw him onto the car's hood, next to Sarah.
Elder Twenty, enduring the intense pain, gritted his teeth and asked: "Who, who are you?! A-rank... A-rank! How can there be an A-rank in South Sea?!"
Yamato Renji walked up to Elder Twenty, greedily sniffing his scent, swallowing:
"Living in luxury, eating all the delicacies, top grade!"
Elder Twenty looked at Yamato Renji in horror.
Why did this person look like he wanted to eat him?! This was a true cannibal! Yamato Renji gently patted Elder Twenty with his slender hand, like coaxing a child: "Don't be afraid, we don't taste good when we're scared."
Elder Twenty remembered Yamato Renji's words.
People in fear taste bitter.
"No, no!!"
Elder Twenty screamed like a woman.
Yamato Renji took out a small pill from his pocket and brought it to Elder Twenty's mouth, speaking gently: "Don't be afraid, eat this and you won't be scared.
You like this kind of thing, don't you?"
After saying that, Yamato Renji ignored Elder Twenty's resistance and stuffed the pill into his mouth.
The drug was potent, and Elder Twenty soon became dazed.
This was true health preservation.
Yamato Renji licked his lips, took out his dagger, and prepared to start his delicious feast.
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