Devil's Bible

"They've come with ill intentions!" On the other side, several silver hunters gathered together, spaced a distance apart, around a campfire.

The silver hunter who had been observing Nemus spoke up in this way.

“Don’t be afraid, the Road to Despair is our home ground.” Another masked silver hunter consciously took out a crystal from his pocket and carefully threw it into the campfire in front of him.

The campfire instantly grew brighter.

This is the method of professional silver hunters.

In addition to being able to freely find other people on Chaotian Avenue, they also built a settlement.

As long as the campfire doesn't go out, they can quickly return here and ensure their safety.

“That’s right. As long as we unite, even if the city lord is on the path to ruin, we can kill him. Besides, Nemus isn’t even the city lord.” Another silver hunter with a hooked nose said.

The unique stripping and degradation mechanism of the Path of Despair gives them the greatest confidence.

No matter who it is, as long as they haven't reached the third stage of the Path of Despair, they are still just a card user and haven't advanced to Silver rank.

In this situation, even if the card has a high star rating, its combat power will be limited to a certain range.

That's why they're confident they can kill anyone if they join forces.

The reason they became silver hunters and engaged in such high-risk activities was that they were unwilling to be subordinate to others.

They would never admit that they are inferior to others.

Even if we can't compete with others now, it's due to a difference in resources, not because we are inferior.

It is this understanding that sustains them as they constantly walk on the edge of danger.

"But... do we really have to do this?" The silver hunter who was the first to observe Nems hesitated slightly.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Nemus, but rather that he was hesitant about the matter of the undead.

Most people don't have a concrete understanding of the ghost corpse incident, although the various leaders are actively preparing under the strong orders of the city lord and because they are beneficiaries of the system.

But these silver hunters didn't care.

On the contrary, some silver hunters even had some expectations for the ghost corpse incident.

They believe that the ghost corpse incident was a reshuffling of power.

Let the tall ones stand in front, and it would be best if they all died.

They will be the ones to rule this Silver City then.

However, not everyone is so short-sighted.

Some people can't help but start to wonder deep down, what if?
What if the zombie incident really is a disaster that will kill everyone and destroy the Silver City?

What if it's precisely because they didn't help, and even secretly hindered things, that the zombie incident didn't get through?

"What are you worried about?" The hook-nosed man sneered. "If Silver City were so easy to destroy, it would have been destroyed long ago."

"I think the so-called 'ghost corpse' incident is most likely a ploy to reshuffle the upper echelons. They exaggerated the dangers so that we would be promoted."

Hooknose was naturally worried about the worst-case scenario, but his worst-case scenario was that the city lord and the five leaders all died in the incident involving the corpses of the underworld, and they benefited from it.

A sense of侥幸 (a feeling of getting lucky) easily outweighed any worries about the future.

"Besides, isn't the person who gave us the opportunity to make our move the key to the Corpse Incident?" the hook-nosed man said sarcastically.

He looked down on Moro, believing him to be nothing more than a good-for-nothing who had luckily awakened a special ability.

but……

But the grain owner voted.

They wouldn't be afraid of others, but the grain owners were different.

The grain owner was a professional silver hunter by training and was very familiar with the methods of silver hunters.

For example, others might not be able to find the campfire, but the grain owner would know perfectly well.

Even the construction of this bonfire was closely related to the grain owner.

Strength is the foundation of everything.

They relied on the desperate path to enter the city without fear of the city lord, but they could not ignore the grain merchant.

And, most importantly, even if they use the Crystallization Technique, they can only stay on the Path of Despair for a maximum of one month. After a month, no matter how much they delay, they will return to the city gate.

Even if he took out his accumulated silver cards and upgraded on the spot to become a silver-level expert, it would be useless at that time.

A Silver-ranked individual's strength is not yet sufficient to suppress everything with absolute power.

Even the city lord is still lacking.

Therefore, although they said they were not afraid of the city lord, they could not disobey even the orders given by the grain lord, let alone the city lord.

Otherwise, the grain owner could easily send people to destroy the campfire, forcing them to leave the desperate road.

The more they cared about it, the more unwilling these silver hunters became.

Despite being able to 'control everything' on the road to despair, once they leave, they remain at the bottom.

That's right, in their eyes, they are from the bottom class.

As for ordinary people and even slaves, they are not considered human beings in their eyes.

Below me, no one is human; I am the lowest of the low.

I am the one being oppressed.

Above oneself, one is not even human.

They are oppressors, monsters, and the sins of the Silver City.

Only silver hunters like them are human.

As he thought this, the surrounding space rippled slightly.

Then the silver hunter carrying a human head walked into the area, greeted the people who were still having various thoughts in their minds, and sat down by the campfire.

While taking out a small crystal and throwing it into the campfire, he held the human head and sucked out the remaining blood and brain fluid.

No one around was surprised to see this.

In the city of silver, people always have a few quirks.

Ghouls can become popular cards; it's just a matter of a pica.

Especially since the opponent is a specialist in ghoul cards, hoping to one day replace the Lord of Arazuka.

In this situation, what's wrong with people being a little greedy?

They, the silver hunters, are already walking a dangerous line.

Many of the collected crystals are taken by various factions, who are being oppressed terribly.

As people at the bottom of society, this is all we can do to amuse ourselves.

"How is it?" the pica asked after arriving at the campfire.

He was different from other silver hunters. Some of the other silver hunters were subordinates of the grain owners, while others were related to the grain owners because of the rules of silver hunters, and had to stand on the side of the grain owners when necessary.

Pica, on the other hand, is related to Moro.

Moro's life is quite extraordinary. Before awakening his talent, he was just an ordinary person.

He had a chance to turn things around once before, when he acquired the card "Vitality," a classic card from the Ghoul series.

They traded their appetite and their lives for strength.

Even ordinary people can use it.

After using it, because the strength is different from that of ordinary people, it is much easier to break through the limits.

He will also be a card player then.

At that time, Moro was very poor, so poor that he didn't have enough food, and his body became unhealthy due to long hours of labor.

Using it directly might lead to starvation.

It was under these circumstances that Moro kept looking for opportunities.

Until the cards he valued most were forcibly taken away by a pica sufferer. (End of Chapter)