On my second playthrough, they were full of malice towards me.

Gudong.

Looking at the tragic scene around him, Hu Jiu couldn't help but swallow hard.

If they still can't see by now that the young nobleman is definitely not in cahoots with Feng Ji, then their revolutionary army might as well throw away their brains.

Hu Jiu secretly tugged at the kitten girl beside him and asked in a trembling, fearful voice, "Is this the housekeeper you told me about, the one who teaches you to cook and study every day?!"

Do they, the Mechanical Alliance, call these killing machines "housekeeping"?

As for Ah Xue, after all this commotion, she finally came back to reality from the shock of "harming everyone." But she was quickly confused again by the sight before her—the fully armed, familiar yet unfamiliar 86—which returned the catgirl to a state of "stunned confusion."

What confused her most was not the true strength of 86.

But

Therefore, Mr. Liao Ji was not Feng Ji's accomplice.

So, it wasn't actually her who harmed everyone? Mr. Liao Ji didn't betray them?

So

Could it be that Mr. Liao Ji is here for...

"The garbage has been cleaned up, Miss Xue. After assessment, your current situation is classified as an unavoidable personal danger. According to Article 7 of the labor contract you signed with your master, the company is obligated to provide you with necessary humanitarian assistance. So we're here," Number 86 said, exposing the arrogant master's villainous pretense on the spot.

After reverting to her maid form, 86 walked over to Yuki, who was kneeling on the ground.

After squatting down, although as an android she could only remain expressionless, what she could do was extend a warm hand to Ah Xue.

"Miss Xue, please be sure to pay attention to your safety and maintain your mental and physical health. You have already skipped class tonight, and I don't want you to continue skipping class tomorrow, otherwise our teaching progress will be severely challenged." Number 86 also expressed his concern for Miss Xue in a haughty way, just like his master.

Ah Xue's eyes welled up with tears again, and the catgirl, unable to hold back any longer, pounced into the maid's arms.

"Master 86, sob sob sob. I knew Ah Xue wasn't mistaken. Ah Xue."

Yilin, who was standing next to Liao Ji, pouted a little in this scene.

And me?

What about me? What about me?

No!

We can't let that broken machine steal all the limelight!

Thinking of this, besides focusing her gaze on the panicked Leng She opposite her, Feng Ji who was struggling to climb out of the ruins, and the relic envoy he was guarding, Irene kept looking around for another figure.

After all, Yilin, who had gathered intelligence with Liao Ji, knew that there should be another mastermind behind this scene.

But the problem is

Where is that person?

Where is that jackal-like demi-human?!

Yes.

Not only Yilin, but Leng She and Feng Ji are also looking for Jackal Demi-humans. Liao Ji's appearance has disrupted the situation. The powerful strength shown by 86 has made them crave external assistance.

As the jackal-like demi-human who "made a promise" to both sides, Loba naturally became their hope.

Unfortunately

"Alright, stop looking. Haven't you two realized yet? You've both been completely fooled by Loba. He should be..."

Before Liao Ji could finish speaking, a loud bang came from afar, followed by a burst of flames shooting into the sky.

An explosion occurred in the city?

No, that sound was just the beginning.

Immediately after

Similar explosions occurred throughout the Sealed City, and raging flames quickly rose from various districts. The sudden anomaly plunged the city's inhabitants into chaos.

what happened!

Who is causing such massive destruction in the city?!

Moreover, judging from the scale and momentum, it was definitely not something that could be prepared in just two or three days, but rather something that had been planned for a long time, with explosives already planted in various places!

This

clap clap clap!

A round of applause rang out, and the person who had been absent finally appeared.

"I never expected this, Mr. Liao Ji, you are truly a wonderful surprise."

Loba emerged from the shadows. This leader of the second demi-human revolutionary army, who was ostensibly a dog-eat-dog demi-human puppet army fed by Mayor Fengji, now walked out with a smile, acting as the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Loba, you!"

"Oh, isn't this our mayor? What a sorry sight! Tsk tsk, to be honest, I originally gave Cold Serpent his precious 'Old Ones' power just to hold you off, but I didn't expect... Oh well."

Even Leng She's face darkened immediately.

Just from Loba's tone, it was clear that he was also the one who had been sold out.

Loba told Mayor Fengji that he would help the Lungmen Army to annihilate the Revolutionary Army. Then he assured Leng She of the Revolutionary Army that he was lying to Fengji and that he would actually join the Revolutionary Army in annihilating the Lungmen Army.

But now it seems

Loba's true purpose was simply to bring together the two strongest forces in the Sealed City, so that they could restrain each other and support one another, which led to the current situation where Loba successfully set the Sealed City ablaze and plunged the entire city into chaos with explosions.

As for the purpose

“Cold Serpent, do you remember what I told you? How did the adults of the past teach me to purify and awaken our true demi-human bloodline? That’s right, it’s blood sacrifice. But ordinary blood sacrifice is too rudimentary and can no longer meet my needs, so…”

Under Loba's fanatical gaze, he took out a blood-red skull from his pocket.

This is an item associated with misfortune and calamity.

A powerful cursed item comparable to a "relic".

But Liao Ji narrowed his eyes. He knew this was not a relic, meaning it did not belong to him in the past, but was a powerful turbid artifact created in later generations!

Besides "them", probably only one other person could possess such an ability.

An old alliance.

"Hahahaha, that's right! Tonight, tonight is the night of my ascension! Everyone in the entire Sealed City will become a blood sacrifice for Lord Loba!"

When a person is doing something "great," he needs witnesses and is filled with a desire to share, because if he is not known or witnessed by others, it will be difficult to express his feelings.

Can that greatness still be called greatness?

"You have no idea how pathetic you all look to me now, just like I used to be, struggling and fighting meaninglessly in a world of ants. But now, I have seen a wider, higher world, and I don't want to go back. So I want to truly join the 'Old Days,' I must become a member of the 'Forgotten Ones'!"

"As a stepping stone... only those who can summon the 'Forgotten Spirits' from the legendary era of the Great Emperor five hundred years ago are qualified to be called the Forgotten, and can be truly recognized by the 'Old Ones.' Therefore..."

"Come! I can already sense it. By offering the entire Sealed City as a summoning sacrifice, I will surely be able to summon the most supreme 'Spirit of Oblivion'!"

"I can feel it. It's responding to me, it's about to descend! It's connected to me! This ancient, beautiful, powerful, mysterious, and ancient force..."

"This energy comes from five hundred years ago, from the past."

"The Forgotten Spirit!"

Chapter 93 A Dialogue Spanning Five Hundred Years (Part 1)

The power of the "old days" originates from the old days.

The power of the Forgotten stems from their ability to communicate with and summon the Forgotten Spirits.

The so-called "forgotten spirits" are those ancestors who lived—no, lived—in the old days five hundred years ago, in a wasteland world shrouded in calamity, teeming with monsters, plagued by natural disasters, and scarred by devastation.

Five hundred years later, the Calamity-Infected are feared by everyone. But in that old wasteland era, they were commonplace. Even unborn babies could become among them. Infection with the Calamity was normal in that time.

After all, even the sky was dyed brownish-red, so how could the creatures on the ground escape?

However, there are always some people who hope to make the sky blue again, hope that no more babies will turn into monsters, and hope that no more mothers will have to watch helplessly as their own flesh and blood tear their bellies open with claws.

Thus, under the leadership of that "Great Emperor," they fought against monsters, against natural disasters, and against the scourge that eroded the world.

It is because of them that we have the world we have today.

They won.

Unfortunately, it is only "they" who will be remembered by the "Emperor" and the world, not them.

They can only become

The Forgotten Spirit.

But even the weakest of the Forgotten Spirits, if placed in today's world where the turbidity is extremely thin and people have begun to pursue comfort and pleasure, would be described as a strong one.

This is the power that Loba is now obsessed with, and it is also the so-called "higher level" world that he speaks of in his fanatical pronouncements.

He not only wanted to join the old alliance.

He still wants to climb higher.

The strength of a member of the Old Ones is measured by the quality of the Forgotten Spirit they possess.

Loba is not a forgotten person with "bloodline inheritance".

Those were the true core figures within the Old Alliance. They needed no medium or sacrifice, because their inherited bloodline was the best medium. The forgotten spirits they summoned and communicated with were all true blood relatives and ancestors. Both the success rate and the compatibility with the spirits in subsequent battles were extremely high.

Therefore, Loba could only take another path, which was the same promotion method used by many "unofficial" members like him within the Old Alliance.

Using a blood-red skull similar to the one he holds now, a summoning medium bestowed by the Old Alliance, all he needs to do is allow the medium to absorb as much turbidity as possible, creating more turbidity for it. The stronger and higher quality the forgotten spirits that the medium can summon for him will be.

Cries, screams of panic, constant explosions, burning flames, and countless demi-human soldiers rushing into the streets, slaughtering indiscriminately under Loba's command—blood and fire became the backdrop of the Sealed City tonight. Most of the people were gripped by panic, and waves of negative emotions were suddenly brewing and growing within the Sealed City.

This is what Loba wanted.

What is turbidity? Turbidity is madness, death, anger, and hatred. And in this sealed city engulfed in chaos, whether it's the impoverished taking advantage of the chaos, the subhumans rioting and burning, the commoners filled with fear and helplessness, or the nobles and wealthy merchants hiding in fear.

These all became food, a breeding ground for calamities, and the best place to produce calamities.

Strands of red silk threads drifted from the chaotic city and from the people, seemingly drawn by some unseen force, all flowing towards Loba and into the blood-red skull in the hands of the jackal-like demi-human.

As more and more dark red threads converge, these seemingly weak calamities, when multiplied by the hundreds of thousands of people in the sealed capital, become enormous.