This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 947 - 450: Destroying You, What Does It Have to Do With You

The eyes in the sky continued to peer down.

Below, in the maritime area, each hidden human could only hear distinct heartbeats.

Thump, thump...

Every time the gaze from above swept towards his location, Blood Emperor would feel his body hair stand on end in an instant.

This indescribable discomfort quickly made him realize that this was not a fear stemming from differences in level or size but an inherent and instinctual reverence mortals have towards deities.

The Titan’s scrutiny actually lasted only about ten minutes, but for those below, it felt as though an entire century had passed.

After ten minutes, the Titan seemed not only bored but possibly had also discovered something. Suddenly, it shifted its gaze, stood up from the ground, and with greater speed, ran back in the direction it had come from, until it completely disappeared into the mist at the edge of the view.

"Damn it, finally gone..."

Blood Emperor let out a long sigh of relief and only then did he realize his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"So did we just bluff our way through?" Blood Emperor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Son of Heaven.

"I don’t think so..." Son of Heaven was still staring at the sky, deep in thought.

"The way that creature left, its actions and expressions were like a child who had by chance discovered a ’new toy.’ If that’s the case, it will definitely come back..." Son of Heaven said.

"Is that so?" Blood Emperor frowned upon hearing this, as he hadn’t observed as meticulously as Son of Heaven.

"Anyway, the fact that it didn’t just jump down is a misfortune within fortune, I suppose," Blood Emperor sighed.

"Fortunate? I wouldn’t say so," Son of Heaven remained noncommittal.

"What? You’d rather it had jumped down?" Blood Emperor looked at Son of Heaven, puzzled.

"I only know if it leaves like this, it might bring more threat by possibly calling more Titans. We might hope to handle one Titan, but if a group of Titans comes..."

Son of Heaven shook his head: "Anyway, we can only hope it sees this entrance as its private property and doesn’t want to tell the other Titans, giving us a chance to survive."

"Handle one Titan?"

Blood Emperor frowned: "If that Titan had really jumped down just now, what were you planning to do?"

"Without a doubt, launch an all-out attack with everyone present to kill it as quickly as possible, thereby silencing it!" Son of Heaven declared with determination.

"You’re sure we could have taken down that Titan?" Blood Emperor looked at him with a strange expression.

"Nothing is impossible. On Earth, there’s no star level suppression; even if a Titan’s intrinsic star level is high, as long as it isn’t at ten stars and hasn’t become a true ’god,’ then for us, it’s no different from any other wild beast, just with a health point difference from millions to tens of millions."

Son of Heaven calmly analyzed, "Besides, this Titan was clearly smaller in stature and very likely a juvenile Titan, so its star level and rank probably wouldn’t be too high."

"Fine, let’s take a huge step back and assume all of us here could really kill it. What about the Divine Beast? What about the subsequent parasitic issue?" Blood Emperor asked.

The Titans scared them more with their internal Parasitic Beasts than with their strength; these undefendable creatures were the true culprits behind the destruction of the Divine Race and former Fools.

"As for that, we can only gamble," Son of Heaven said.

"Gamble?"

"Yes, gamble that it’s not airborne but requires close contact or some other form; otherwise, from the moment the Titan arrived, humanity would have been doomed and our choices wouldn’t matter anymore," Son of Heaven explained.

"And then? After killing the Titan, all those who participated in the attack will be at risk of being parasitized, right? What do you plan to do with these people?" Blood Emperor asked, frowning.

Son of Heaven looked at Blood Emperor calmly and nodded: "You’re right, those potentially parasitized individuals will have become uncontrollable bombs; they must be eliminated as quickly as possible to prevent the spread of the parasite."

"Who would do it? You or me? With so many people, can you finish them off?"

"If we can’t finish, we can gather others to help. Fortunately, according to Red Sickle Girl, after a Divine Beast is parasitized, spawning a new Divine Beast takes at least a day, during which there will be no further risk of parasitism, and we’ll have ample time to deal with these ’time bombs’..."

"You..."

Blood Emperor unconsciously clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Many of these people are your own subordinates! Can you really bring yourself to do it?"

"Maybe not, and moreover, many people might not just sit around waiting to be killed by others. They would resist, harbor resentment, and even in their despair, they might hide deliberately, aiding in the spread of the parasite..."

Son of Heaven pondered: "Therefore, a better approach would be for them to die during the battle with the Titan. If they could perish along with the Titan, that would be the ideal outcome."

"You..." Blood Emperor looked at Son of Heaven incredulously: "Are you a cold-blooded creature? It’s unbelievable how easily you can say such things..."

Son of Heaven looked up at him: "I haven’t finished speaking."