The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 588 - 586 Perfect Disguise

Chapter 588: Chapter 586 Perfect Disguise

William and Lorrian, despite minor alterations to their appearances, managed to craft two remarkably handsome faces with the moonlight’s disguise.

Both could tell that Viscount Dmitri, who had suddenly appeared and even burst a blood citizen gone berserk, wasn’t impressed by their desire to become blood citizens but rather by his own personal agenda.

When Lorrian caught a glimpse of the viscount’s odd gaze, he instantly felt a surge of killing intent, but it was concealed by the moonlight and would not be noticed by the other.

Following the viscount swiftly up the mountain, they arrived at what once had been Zion City.

A new wall, nearly three to four times the total height of the original one, almost filled their entire field of vision, generating a relentless feeling of oppression.

This wall was not only forged from blood but also upholstered with an indestructible skin structure on the outside, creating a special barrier that combined traits of two source epidemic areas and was quite rare even in the Old World.

The high wall was not just a matter of bulk engineering,

but a design refined by the cooperation of high-rank engineers from the Skin Factory and the Crimson Nobles who were experts in ancient architecture.

The outer skin layer, through a subcutaneous system perfectly integrated with the blood clots within, exhibited an effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Thick blood vessels, structured with ’architectural’ ingenuity, interlaced within the wall, ensuring that any damage to any section would quickly be repaired by the blood supplied from other parts.

Moreover, every ten meters, the outer skin would bulge out into a blood bag protuberance, which periodically discharged waste fluid generated by the movement of blood, the support of the wall, and energy consumption.

From the outside, the wall seemed to be perpetually bleeding,

as streams of dark, nutrition-less red blood cascaded down the earth, keeping the wall in a perennially youthful state, much like the skin of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The invisible aura of oppression projected by the high wall made William shiver, while Lorrian seemed to struggle as he broke into relentless sweat.

Viscount Dmitri introduced the structure with pride,

"This is the exterior wall of our new estate, also known as the ’Blood Bag Wall.’ It was created with the help of the chief engineer of the Skin Factory. Although the wall is not yet perfectly constructed, it already meets the baseline for architecture in the source epidemic areas.

I know you’re feeling a lot of pressure, but you’ll get used to it eventually!

Soon, you’ll undergo a ’full-body blood transformation’ between the walls. Once the transformation is complete, you won’t be affected by the pressure from the blood anymore.

Hang in there, I have high hopes for both of you, so don’t die on me... a body only stays fun for a few days before it starts to stink."

"Okay."

William, wincing with an expression of agony, continued to follow behind the viscount.

"It seems the blood citizens place great importance on this stronghold. A wall of this caliber, reaching the level of a source epidemic area, will severely restrict our plans to retake the place.

There’s still a chance. The upcoming ’blood transformation’ will happen between the walls. I’ll do my best to understand the internal structure of the wall to see if there are any vulnerabilities.

I wish I hadn’t let little grape go. With its ashen eyes, it could have probably spotted the wall’s flaws faster, and used the Evil Sun for a rapid incineration."

Beneath the high wall,

after Viscount Dmitri’s identity was verified, the skin of the wall in front of them gradually split open into a seam wide enough for one person to pass through.

William still asked cautiously within himself, "Yellow Skin, making physical contact with such a skin wall won’t expose you, will it?"

≮What do you take me for? If a skin used for building material could recognize me, I’d probably be long dead.

As long as I don’t use any abilities related to the skin illness, even if the Skin Bag Apostle stationed here embraced you, there wouldn’t be any problem.≯

Reassured by the answer, William quickly squeezed through.

As he passed through the seam and came into contact with the blood inside, a glob of blood gel immediately enveloped his entire body and transported him along the ’blood vessels of the wall.’

After some time traveling, William, drenched in blood, fell vertically from the mouth of a blood vessel, plunging directly into a vat filled with fresh blood.

Several activated blood vessels rose around the vat, attempting to connect to William’s physical body for a ’full-body blood transformation.’

Essentially, the process was a root-level blood exchange, constructing an external blood circulation system that allowed William’s blood to be rapidly and completely infected with ’Blood Plague’ outside the protection of his immune system.

Afterward, the fully infected blood would be returned to his body, completing the so-called blood transformation.

Once this process began, the individual would be thoroughly saturated with the Blood Plague,

Non-Open Source Patients had a 59.1% chance of dying on the spot, and even Open Source Patients had a mortality rate of 13.6%.

Even if they didn’t die, there was a probability of becoming paralyzed or suffering a pathological conflict that turned one into a useless person,

Those who persevered and perfectly accepted the Blood Plague became Blood Citizens, enjoying the traits associated with Blood Plague illnesses.

William didn’t care at all; he stripped off all his gentleman’s clothes on the spot, allowing his physical body to come into close contact with the Blood Pool, letting these vessels penetrate his body and construct an extracorporeal blood circulation system.

As his blood was slowly drained out, a stream of pathological blood mixed with the Blood Plague flowed back into his body.

Blood Transformation began!

If the blood cells inside the body were compared to normal humans, after such a ’traveling’ journey, this group of people would all be infected with a bloodthirsty virus, turning into zombies, werewolves, vampires, etc.

However,

when these bloodthirsty monsters returned to William’s body, they were not greeted by a fragile and harmoniously idyllic inner community but a bizarre, chilling club that continuously emitted strange noises from inside the human body.

When the bloodthirsty monsters attempted to wreak havoc and fully infect the insides, they were often impaled by iron chains that shot out from the shadows, torn apart amid intense pain.

Or they might accidentally step onto a hidden space transmission array on the ground, be transported into outer space, and die due to decompression, cosmic radiation, and other reasons.

Extremely unlucky monsters could also accidentally fall into uncovered sewage drains, which actually correspond to an endless abyss, and die from sheer terror.

If some monsters were lucky enough to survive in the body for more than five minutes,

they would be enshrouded in coldness and even feel someone blowing cold air on their neck; turning around, they would find a ’Reaper’ following behind them.

Unlike the Reapers in conventional films and TV dramas,

this Reaper had the top half of its head cut off, a halo suspended above, a black hole in its stomach, and floated about half an inch off the ground, always hovering behind the monster.

The Reaper’s halo continually dripped black Death Liquid, and its mouth exhaled a black mist, representing two completely different types of Death.

Once the Reaper’s form was fully realized, the bloodthirsty monster wouldn’t last seven steps before dying outright.

However,

the native pathogens within William’s body didn’t just ’massacre’ the invading Blood Plague; after all, his mission was to blend into the city and figure out the scale of the Blood Citizens.

As the bloodthirsty monsters died in different ways on the inner streets,

Mad Doctors dressed in black coats, their whole brains exposed, would arrive at the scene, sucking up the bodily remnants with their mouths for analysis.

Soon they obtained the microscopic structure of the ’Blood Plague Ancient Fungus’ and then quickly drew up a special blood-creation plan, producing new blood that could express the traits of ’Blood Plague’ without being pathogenic and harmless to the body.

All set.

William gestured for the main components of the clothing, in the form of silk threads, to burrow back into his body, leaving behind the useless garment.

Naked, he deliberately severed his consciousness and fainted between the Blood Pools,

When he awoke again, he found himself in a luxurious bedroom themed in red and gold.

Not only that, but a hand was gently stroking William’s abs; looking closely, it was Viscount Dimitri sitting on the edge of the bed, his mouth glistening with liquid shine.

"You’re awake~ Congratulations! You’ve successfully passed the Blood Transformation, and your blood compatibility is very high. As long as you work hard to grow and with my promotion, you could even become a noble."

"What about my friend?"

"Don’t worry, he’s even in better shape than you are, already eating a nourishing meal! I have an important meeting to attend shortly, so the butler will explain the specifics of your jobs to both of you.

In any case, the two of you will be appointed as my personal attendants, and the workload compared to others will be much less; you only need to work hard at night to complete your tasks, and you will also enjoy the same nourishing meals as me.

Alright! Freshen up a bit and then go have your nourishing meal. You must recover well; I’d be very disappointed if you failed me at a crucial moment."

"Understood, Viscount Dimitri!"

"See you tonight, sweetheart!"

Watching the viscount leave, William felt a strong surge of killing intent.