This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 948 - 450: Destroying You, What Does It Have to Do With You_2

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Chapter 948: Chapter 450: Destroying You, What Does It Have to Do With You_2

"What else is there?"

"What we should really be concerned with is the corpse of that titan."

The Son of Heaven said, "With the titan’s corpse, we can extract Divine Bone and Divine Blood. With these two things, I can fuse with Divine Skin, and as long as we have Divine Skin, even if more titans descend, we will at least have a means to counter them."

"But, fusing with Divine Skin takes a week! Where do we have so much time for you to slowly fuse? Moreover, by the time you’re done fusing, the Ghost Captain would have long returned with the Divine Skin!" the Blood Emperor frowned.

The Son of Heaven shook his head in response, "No, the reason the Ghost Captain takes so much time to fuse with the skin is probably because his Divine Bone is quite special. According to the intel I have, fusing with Divine Skin shouldn’t take that long. Furthermore, the Divine Bone is not a necessity. In fact, if we only fuse with Divine Blood, it can be done within half a day, although that would only yield the most basic Divine Skin."

"Moreover, this has a snowball effect. Once I possess the Divine Skin, I can use surprise attacks to hunt more fallen titans, obtain more Divine Blood, and then give it to other City Lords to create more Divine Skin... Hence, our combat power will only grow stronger over time."

"Just imagine, if all eleven City Lords possessed Divine Skin, would we still need to fear the descent of titans like we do now?"

"By sacrificing these people right now, we could have all this. That’s a very lucrative deal, isn’t it?" the Son of Heaven looked at the Blood Emperor as he posed the question.

"..."

The Blood Emperor was dumbfounded as he looked at the Son of Heaven, unable to refute, but he felt a chill deep in his heart.

"You’re too cold-blooded..."

The Blood Emperor frowned and said; he realized his dislike for these calculating individuals was not without reason.

As someone with a military background, he understood that sometimes necessary sacrifices must be made, but at least he had hot blood running through his veins. He felt a genuine reverence for the sacrificed, felt guilt, and mourned for them.

But the person before him was different; he was more like a cold, heartless machine. To him, others were merely a string of numbers – pawns, not living beings.

"Cold-blooded? I thought someone of your stature would be able to understand me..."

The Son of Heaven shook his head, "The method is extreme, but from the perspective of humanity as a whole, this is the only way that allows the most people to survive."

"But have you ever thought about what happens after the first time this method is used? Seeing that the heroes who stand up for the Human Race meet such a grim fate, who else will be willing to give their life for you in the future? Beyond the loss of human life, the collapse of trust and order is the true horror!" the Blood Emperor said gravely.

Upon hearing this, the Son of Heaven gave the Blood Emperor a measured look: "Could you be mistaken about something?"

"This is something that led to the extinction of the Divine Race and the previous Fools. Currently, we are vastly inferior compared to those two races. Being so weak, the only way for us to overcome this catastrophe is by cutting off a limb to save the body, which gives us a slim chance of survival."

"I know that what you say might be right, but I still don’t agree with your idea," the Blood Emperor spoke coldly, "At the very least, they should have been isolated first to assess the situation."

"That’s why you can’t be the decision-maker. Not completely removing the roots when cutting the grass, your approach would only lead the Human Clan towards the Abyss," the Son of Heaven said calmly.

"Hmph, you like to treat people as pawns so much, always talking about the Human Clan. Then let me ask you, if one day you became the pawn that needed to be sacrificed, and only by sacrificing you could everyone else be saved, would you willingly embrace death?" the Blood Emperor asked.

The Son of Heaven fell silent upon hearing this; after several seconds, he shook his head, "I don’t know."

"Heh, a hypocrite after all," the Blood Emperor scoffed.

"I might, or I might not," the Son of Heaven said without paying attention to the Blood Emperor’s mockery. He bowed his head and pondered carefully, then frowned, "Indeed, I have no desire to die. Even if the Human Race were destroyed by the Divine Beasts, I would find a way to survive, but if sacrificing myself could save others... That’s a good question, and I’m afraid I’ll only know what choice I would make when the time comes..."

"Forget it, there’s no point in discussing this now, the titan has already gone..." the Son of Heaven shook his head, changing the subject.

The Blood Emperor didn’t want to talk further and quickly took out his phone to report the situation to Jiu You.

The Son of Heaven also took out his communicator, ready to arrange a new line of defense.

However, when he took out the communicator, he saw the indicator light flashing; someone was trying to contact him.

"What’s happened?" the Son of Heaven answered the call.

"President, it seems like water is starting to seep through the edge of the Black Hole!" a voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"Seeping water?" the Son of Heaven looked up.

The Blood Emperor also instinctively looked up.

Sure enough, at that moment, droplets of water were visibly falling from the edge of the Black Hole.

The droplets grew larger and larger, finally crashing down like cannon shots and exploding at the edge of the island below, spraying a huge mist of water all around.

"Could it be raining in the titan’s world?"

Wiping away the water droplets on his face, the Blood Emperor looked up at the image in the sky.

At this moment, the entire scene where the Black Hole was located was blurred and misty, as if raindrops were showering down on a window, making it hard to see anything clearly.