Quadruple split.

Chapter 2413 The King of Crime
"You mean [Blood Contract]?!"

Jin frowned slightly and was silent for a long time before asking, "Me and you?"

"To be precise, it is you who are controlling the skeleton of Bosh Garon, and the Shadow of Sin in front of you."

Mo made a correction and explained calmly, "This corpse is different from you, Jin. Under your careful protection, it was not infected by the original sin I bestowed upon it. Because of this, its status destined it to be unable to bear the blood contract with me. Fortunately, this world full of holes is not short of loopholes."

Jin leaned forward slightly, carefully looking at the body in front of him, which was dominated by Mo but not Mo himself, and asked meaningfully: "Are you sure this is just 'luck'?"

"In my opinion, an excellent chess piece deserves a second, third, or even more chances that match his value. And you, the former Dragon Lord, who burned yourself for the tribe until the very last moment, deserve more patience from me."

Mo gave the other party a clear answer, and said in a leisurely tone: "It is better to say that the people I hope to recruit under my command are never a lump of mud that can be twisted and toyed with by 'sin' at will."

Jin laughed dumbly and said helplessly: "Should I feel honored?"

"Of course not, because this is the favor you earned yourself."

Mo shook his head and then returned to the topic just now: "The first link of the loophole I just mentioned is to let you sign a blood contract with the Shadow of Sin. In this way, even if Bosh's remains remain pure, they can still establish a connection with sin. In this way, it won't take long for you to be truly reborn. After all, in front of sin, the boundary between life and death is not clear."

Jin pondered for a moment, then said with a complicated expression: "Although I don't intend to reject you, but let me ask, the status of this Shadow of Sin... doesn't seem to be too high, right?"

Mo raised his lips slightly: "Would you like to guess, this 'sin area' created by you, is it you who has the final say, or is it the shadow in front of you who has the final say?"

"It is the will of the one who descended upon this shadow, the Sin King, that has the final say."

Jin was not deceived by the other party's guidance, but said solemnly: "I can feel that this shadow can indeed perfectly carry your will, and even become your clone. But the question is, when your will leaves, what will happen to it?"

"Very stable situation."

Mo raised his right hand and gently stroked the blade of the inferior long sword on his knee, and said calmly: "The physical fitness of the peak high-level can complete simple commands including carrying objects, walking, and saluting. If necessary, it can also exert the strength of about half a step higher in battle, but the reaction is slower."

The corner of Jin's mouth twitched, and he asked dryly: "Why can a person with the physical fitness of a high-level peak only exert the strength of a half-step high-level?"

"Because 'sin' cannot give rise to will, perhaps Bosh Garon's body can give birth to a 'spirit', but the [Shadow of Sin] that has been carrying my will and power for a long time can only be an absolute wasteland, a wasteland that cannot breed any spirituality or life."

Mo casually gave a reasonable and correct explanation, and said logically: "So under normal circumstances, you can regard it as a puppet that is not very useful, but immortal. After all, nothing can completely destroy a 'shadow'."

Jhin waved his hands to show that he didn't care about the vitality of [Shadow of Sin], and asked with a subtle expression: "The problem now is, if I sign a [Blood Contract] with this thing..."

"Nothing will change. Since it is only at the high level, even if you merge with Bosh's corpse, your upper limit will still be locked at the epic level."

Mo bluntly stated Jin's concerns, and even explained in more detail: "Because of the special properties of [Blood Pact] and [Shadow of Sin], it is purer than you and will absorb your power all the time, but it cannot use this power to strengthen itself. Although you can regain your form through this method, you will not be able to break through the bottleneck. After all, the process from epic to legendary is the process of overflowing water bursting the container, and for a long time, you will watch your power continue to dissipate because of the [Blood Pact]. "

Jhin nodded slightly and asked directly, "So, what are the benefits?"

Mo answered without hesitation, "The benefit is that you can merge with Bosh's corpse and be reborn. We all know that the soul is fragile, and a soul tainted by sin is dangerous and fragile at best. But if you regain your physical form, then a real dragon that can carry the power of a high rank will be much more useful to me."

"That's a good reason, but no matter how much power one can bear from a higher level, an epic is still just an epic. And the enemies we will face in the future will not be limited to this level of 'water storage'?"

Jhin continued to nod and asked, "So, is there anything else?"

“Although it won’t be very frequent…”

Mo slowly stood up, hung the sword back on his waist, and said with his hands behind his back: "But when my will descends upon [Shadow of Sin], you will briefly return to the Legendary rank."

Jin also stood up and said with a curled lip: "It seems that I have no right to ask you when to 'visit' your shadow, right?"

"This is just the beginning, Jhin."

Mo didn't explain too much, but just emphasized softly: "Letting you sign a blood contract with the Shadow of Sin is just the beginning."

"It doesn't matter. It can't be any worse than it is now, right?"

Jhin shrugged, and then seemed to 'melt', turning into a dark golden mist that merged into the mountain-sized dragon skeleton beneath the two of them.

That was the last hope left by Bosh Garon when he was still 'himself', but at this moment it was carelessly torn apart by 'himself' who was no longer himself, and became a puppet of 'Jin'.

Of course, puppets are just a means and a process, not Jhin's goal.

He wanted to regain control of his own body, he wanted to carry out the will of 'Jin', and wipe out one of the last traces of the last Dragon King left in this world.

Barely controlling his body that was madly rejecting "himself", Jhin lit up Bosh's golden dragon eyes. He wanted to see clearly what this man was going to do to make that shadow sign a blood contract with him...

【Blood Flash】

The next moment, a piercing red light burst out from the fingertips of the Sin King, piercing through Bosh Garron's noble body, and also piercing through Jhin's already infected soul.

Thus, the pain of having his soul and body torn apart at the same time spread from his head, directly submerging Jin. Having been infected, he was unable to even faint, and could only experience this torture in that moment that seemed to be pulled into an endless length.

Torture is also a gift.

In endless pain, the connection between Jhin and Bosh was cut off neatly and then crushed together roughly. At the same time, he also felt a malice coming from inside his body, outside the sky, from his soul, blood, bone marrow, flesh, voice and even from the depths of his memory.

It's pure and outrageous malice directed at no one.

That is not the 'sin' that infects oneself, but something that is filled with more destruction, surges with more negativity, flows with more madness, and carries more pain.

It was a chilling existence that even the current 'Jin' would tremble at and subconsciously try to escape from.

But he could do nothing but watch helplessly in the torture that seemed incapable of hurting him in comparison, waiting desperately to be torn apart by the purest malice.

however--

"focus."

At the junction of reality and nothingness, a short figure with messy hair, wearing a cheap T-shirt and shorts, appeared in front of him and said without turning his head: "It can't hurt you."

"..."

Jhin wanted to say something, but the next moment he was shattered by a silent impact and fell into a coma.

In the last moment before he fell into coma, Jhin saw the familiar 'King of Sin' again. The latter was wearing a large and gloomy cloak like a bat's wing, a gorgeous and complicated court robe, and a disturbingly simple half mask in front of his eyes. He sat on the black 'throne' that looked very uncomfortable, and expressionlessly poured the deep red liquid in the cup, which was not sure whether it was wine or blood, into the abyss.

His lowered eyes were filled with deep desolation, surging with empty confusion, and flowing with pure malice.

Jhin felt a little lost, because he did not catch any pain, struggle or unspeakable secrets in those abyss-like black eyes. Just like there is no need for a reason to save someone.

There is no need for an excuse to do evil.

……

[If I become a bard again, I won’t be able to pick up girls…]

This was Jhin's last thought before he fell into a coma.

In less than one ten-thousandth of a second, he regained consciousness.

The location was still the independent tomb of Bosh Garon in the Dragon Tomb, and the background was still the inky black curtain. The only difference was that the giant dragon corpse that had previously carried the two people had turned into a flat surface with ripples surging like water.

"I seem to have just experienced a mental rape."

Jhin struggled a little, and after realizing that he couldn't seem to control his body well, he simply sat cross-legged on the spot, holding his forehead and gritting his teeth, saying, "This is terrible. I wonder if my son will be in such a miserable situation when he signs the blood contract with others..."

Still sitting on the black stone chair that looked very uncomfortable, Mo replied calmly: "This is an honor that belongs only to you."

"It is my honor, Your Majesty the Sinful King."

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Jhin sneered, and then the sneer turned into a bitter smile: "So, from now on, I am your mount?"

Mo glanced at him noncommittally and said calmly: "At this stage, your presence is a bit too conspicuous, and the cost-effectiveness in transportation is not high."

"..."

Jhin, who had never expected that he would be disliked from the perspective of a 'mount', was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he narrowed his eyes and changed the subject: "Come to think of it, you really shared a lot of interesting memories with me during these two times. What's going on with the Chauvin Empire?"

“A start.”

"Do you need my help?"

"You have more important things to do."

"Last time it was about adapting to strength, this time it's about adapting to the body?"

"From now on, you can start to influence this great dragon tomb."

"I see. It seems you need a dragon army."

"how long?"

"Two years, but if I use the name of Bosh Garron, this process will be greatly shortened. How much shorter it is depends on how well I merge with this body."

"can."

“Are we pressed for time?”

Jin supported himself on his knees and stood up, carefully moving his body while casually asking, "The only person you are afraid of, my benefactor Tianzhu Mountain, doesn't seem to have any reaction. From what I understand, based on your previous style of doing things, you can definitely gain another ten years of development space."

Mo shook his head, his eyes seemed to be cast to some distant place: "I can't do it."

"why?"

When he was alive, he was an immortal ruler who liked to make century-long plans at every turn. After his death, he lived for an extremely long time. Jin, who was not sensitive to time, asked curiously, "Can't you hide it?"

"It's time to begin."

Mo did not answer Jin's question, but said calmly: "Once you start, you won't stop."

"Whatever, it's all the same to me."

Jhin waved his hand nonchalantly and asked, "So, the next time we contact each other will be after I successfully infect the other dragons in this dragon tomb?"

"K."

Mo did not give a clear answer, and his body began to slowly dissipate after he said this. At the same time, Jin immediately felt that the endless power in his body, as if it could break through the epic bottleneck at any time, burst out in an instant like a floodgate, and flowed away at an incredible speed.

He knew that this was a sign that the King's will was about to leave the Shadow.

Then--

"last question."

Just before the opponent's figure almost lost its outline and was about to completely turn into a shadow and leave by means other than the traditional method of "finding an exit", Jhin shouted loudly, stopping the dissipation process of the [Shadow of Sin].

"You just said that 'sin' cannot give rise to will. Perhaps Bosh Garon's body can give birth to a 'spirit', but the [Shadow of Sin] that has been carrying your will and power for a long time can only be an absolute wasteland, a wasteland that cannot breed any spirituality or life."

Jin stared intently into the other person's distorted eyes and took a deep breath.

"So, what are you?"

"..."

"You are not sin, because sin cannot give birth to will, but you are not just a simple symbol."

"..."

“But you are also sin, because your will is the will of sin, your gaze is the extension of sin, and your words are the interpretation of sin.”

"..."

"So, what are you?"

……

After a long time, Jin finally got an answer before the other party completely disappeared. It was an answer that was not sure whether it was perfunctory or not, but it was enough to calm the Huangjin Sin Dragon down.

"Your king."

Chapter 2404: The End
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