The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 605 - 603 Handover

Chapter 605: Chapter 603 Handover

The library corresponding to the Memory Palace could no longer be effectively used by William for reading.

The extremely frequent "deaths" were pushing the Whole-shape Body to its limits,

and even Yi Chen, who was blessed by Death before his passing, could not keep dying incessantly like this.

Currently, the library was showing large and small cracks, indicating that the individual’s consciousness was trending toward collapse.

"I didn’t expect that as fellow Silver Circle Patients, the gap would be this big... The true strength of Marquis Gratoni can reach such a level that pushing him to a dire situation would probably make him even stronger, far beyond my estimates.

It seems that, as the Marquis said, I am merely ’glimpsing the path’—no matter how perfect my efforts during the Path, there is still a gap between us, perhaps even an insurmountable one.

To complete the Path, to set foot in the Silver Circle is to truly become an Old World Patient,

this phrase might be a reminder that my ’road’ has just begun, and the previous illness changes were nothing but surface-level activities."

The Silver Circle represents a genuine Old World path, a distant one with no visible end, a patient’s journey that demands time, effort to traverse, to explore, to grow.

Such figures as the Seven Marquis have already walked it for thousands, even tens of thousands of years or more; I have only begun for a few decades... I must survive; my path has just begun.

Hold on, Yi Chen."

Through the gap in consciousness, William watched the outside world.

He tried to find teammates coming to aid,

hoping to see the return of Teacher Zede or the arrival of that special teammate—only their support could really break the current deadlock.

Unexpectedly, a figure entered the peripheral vision.

Since Yi Chen was constantly dying, the visual image was blinking and blurry, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, so it was difficult to see clearly.

"Who is it? Judging from the silhouette and figure, it seems like Asimov, or maybe Prophet Marko... No, it’s someone I don’t know."

As the figure approached closer and during an occasional clear moment of vision, William saw a blond Blood Citizen.

In an instant, William’s mood grew more irritable,

this newcomer was the one who had chased him in front of the Skin Factory and even completely destroyed the Black Worm Train—if it weren’t for the Sensing from the umbilical cord and being saved by the flock, William would have already been killed or Captured Technique used on him to serve as a "container."

However, William quickly suppressed the hatred brought by this personal grievance; now was not the time to lose control.

The appearance of the blond man meant that reinforcements from the Old World had arrived, and moreover, it was another of the ’Seven Marquis’, making the situation unprecedentedly dire.

Although this blond man could very possibly be the weakest among the Seven Marquis, his standard must certainly be above that of an Earl.

Marquis Gratoni alone was nearly killing him; now being targeted by two of the Seven Marquis, he was essentially on a dead-end road.

"Think of a way, quickly think of a way!"

The library began to tremble slightly, with numerous cracks appearing on the ceiling and even chunks of stone falling continuously,

William chose to sit cross-legged under his desk, thinking rapidly, even going as far as removing his entire skull to allow the brain to function at maximum capacity.

...

[New Zion - Wall District]

Yi Chen’s death count had reached 219, clearly lacking the previous combat Passion— even the speed, efficiency, and completeness of his death reconstruction were much worse.

Marquis Greed crouched nearby, watching the spectacle, and when he felt it was about time, he quietly approached next to Marquis Gratoni.

"Hey! Gratoni~ if you keep this up, he might actually die...such a young human forced you into donning the Blood Armor, he could be a good seedling, maybe better to Capture Technique him alive, right?"

"Why are you here, Greed?" Gratoni asked somewhat irritably.

"Everyone could sense you donned the Blood Armor, I’m the first to rush over to help out. Who knows if your life was threatened or not? Okay, stop eating that kid, it’s too wasteful."

Gratoni halted his devouring, not because of Greed’s persuasion, but because Greed’s arrival startled him back to his senses.

After being beheaded by Yi Chen riding on his shoulder, his mood had become extremely irascible, his mind influenced by an extreme Malice, with nothing but the desire to kill the opponent.

Now having calmed down to think more carefully, indeed there was no need to kill him outright—such talented individuals, if transformed into Blood Citizens, would be of great use.

With that in mind, Gratoni couldn’t help but shake his head to ensure the ’Malice’ had not stayed in his own brain.

The devouring stopped,

and the Black Liquid scattered a hundred meters away could no longer form a shallow well, merely bubbling persistently.

Several seconds later, only a White Bone finger poked through,

until after a full minute a barely human-like creature laboriously crawled out with flesh missing in many places and bones showing, emaciated and feeble... even the two Eyes seemed dim and lifeless.

Even so, Yi Chen’s expression remained maniacal, still wanting to swing the axe in his hand.

Suddenly,

the limit of the Dead Man Makeup arrived,

The Abyss Mask he wore on his face self-destructed, and both palms shattered like broken stone sculptures, scattering all over the ground.

An indescribable sense of weakness, along with the backlash from overusing Dead Man Makeup, caused Yi Chen to fall to the ground and struggle frantically, his body twisting into a pretzel, he even accidentally bit off his tongue, as if his physical body might explode at any moment.

However,

the moment the Abyss Mask came off, the Marquis Greed, who was not far away, suddenly widened his eyes; he recognized immediately who this young man was.

It was only a few months ago that the other party was just Open Source, left for dead in front of the Skin Factory, with death chasing him at his heels,

and now he was appearing here with the status of a Silver Circle Patient, even forcing Gluttony Gratoni to bring out the Blood Armor.

[Greed]

He sensed something from William instantly, something he had been dreaming of - "Absolute Talent".

Marquis Greed did not directly reveal the young man’s identity but patted Marquis Gluttony Gratoni’s shoulder gently and thoughtfully said,

"Gluttony, how about we make a trade?

Leave the kid to me, and I’ll take him to the Old World for a transformation.

Of course, I wouldn’t let you suffer from the trade. Afterwards, I’ll give you management rights of two Earldoms, and, in addition, a bottle of Blood Brew that I secretly kept, produced from the old estate, how about that?

Also, when I just arrived here, I sensed that one of your Earl subordinates seems to have been killed, oh. it suggests that his area of responsibility is very dangerous, I suggest you hurry over and check it out."

Only when Marquis Greed said this did Marquis Gluttony realize and immediately began sensing.

"The butler is actually dead!"

Butler Field was Gluttony Gratoni’s favorite subordinate,

Field’s ability to handle affairs was extremely outstanding; he singlehandedly accomplished at least seventy percent of the human colony construction work.

"Oh, that guy, huh! Quite a pity..." Marquis Greed feigned a very sad expression.

As the person in charge of Zion’s colonization, Gluttony Gratoni had to consider the bigger picture,

The death of the butler indicated that the Academy District was on the brink of being overrun, and the special human ’Zede’ held there for Blood Transformation might be taken away.

In Gluttony Gratoni’s view, the priority of ’Zede’ was higher than that of the young man before him.

Since Marquis Greed suddenly showed up, even offering very attractive terms, he agreed outright, and the two quickly established a kind of Blood Covenant where they need not worry about breach of contract.

After leaving everything to Marquis Greed here,

Marquis Gluttony bent his limbs, ready to jump directly to the Academy District,

but just at that moment,

a hoarse voice, leaking air, came from behind:

"Hey! Just planning to run away, my lord Marquis? I am not dead yet.

And who is this ugly-looking, blond fellow? A weakling whose aura is far inferior to yours also wants to take over me?

What a bunch of wasteful Blood Citizens. The losers of the Ancient Era still have the face of defeat when doing things, aren’t you afraid of being counter-killed by letting such weaklings take over me?"

Faced with Yi Chen’s advanced taunting,

Marquis Gluttony Gratoni, who was known for his good temper, did not feel much, only pausing slightly, somewhat surprised that the other party still dared to speak such words and even feeling a bit of admiration in his heart.

But it was different for Marquis Greed,

He detested any mention of defeat the most. He turned into a flash of red light and choked Yi Chen’s neck, made up of rotting flesh and bones, lifting him high into the air.

"Who looks like a loser now? If the flock hadn’t saved you back then, I would have drained you dry!

Let me taste what your blood is like, whether it’s as spicy as your personality. Don’t worry, I won’t drain you dry.

I’ll take you back and deal with you slowly~"

Like a vampire, Marquis Greed bit into Yi Chen’s neck. At the very moment his greedy sharp teeth sought to suckle the blood,

a powerful moonlight shone down, along with hate-filled words permeated by the Moonlight:

"Who the hell allowed you to draw from William’s body fluids, who the hell allowed you to defile his body... Get the hell away from him!"