The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 609 - 607: Greed

Chapter 609: Chapter 607: Greed

’Greed’ Greed stood in the center of the great pit, looking up at the ’stranger’ slowly descending before him, suddenly realizing that the background behind the other was no longer just the city and the night sky.

The moon had been pressed down to an exaggerated extent,

Since Greed’s vision was from bottom to top, the moon perfectly formed the backdrop for this person,

The hollow Moon Crater Big Eye stared at Greed, its split wide mouth seeming to mock him.

Greed recalled the moon of the Old World, having never seen such a mysterious scene before; the moon of the Old World was always high up, appearing pure and clean as the opposite of the Evil Sun.

Unlike now, so evil, dark, and even chilling to the spine.

Such overwhelming oppression caused Greed, one of the ’Seven Marquis,’ to involuntarily step back. He could not get any effective feedback from the young man before him, not even sensing anything about blood.

It seemed that what flowed in the young man’s body was not blood, but another type of life carrier.

Observing the young man’s features again, Greed made a preliminary guess,

"William? The facial features do look very similar.

This is a bit too dramatic, isn’t it? From the time I landed on the moon to when I ventured to its bottom, it took no more than half an hour. How could a dying man be revived and transformed like this so quickly?"

Thinking this, Greed’s left hand secretly took out a flying knife ’No Body’ from the Greed Treasure Vault.

This was an entirely invisible living flying knife, coming from the hands of an assassin whose name had been forgotten, currently endowed with power by Greed and Locked onto the young man standing at the edge of the great pit,

With a light flick of his finger, it automatically flew out.

The initial speed of the flying knife wasn’t very fast, but after tracing a large circle in the air and continuously Accelerating, it reached twice the speed of a bullet.

Just as it was about to penetrate the young man’s head... Ding!

At a position only a centimeter from his temple, the young man caught it firmly with two fingers, without even glancing at it.

It was then that William spoke, "Other people’s stuff, and you use it without fully understanding its true function? This is how it should really be used."

William caught the flying knife at its tip, infusing it with strands of silver material, then threw it straightforward with a Marking Finger.

Turning silver, the flying knife became more solid, faster,

And even split into several ’sub-blades’ in mid-flight, changing its trajectory just before impact, encircling and targeting the very center ’Greed’ Greed.

Smack!

Greed snapped his fingers, and a blood-colored barrier rose around him.

However, the silver flying knife, strengthened by the moonlight, tore through the barrier surprisingly and shot into Greed’s body.

Blood splattered,

Greed, his body pierced with flying knives, widened his blood-red eyes, with even a silvery-black material invading his flesh from the wounds.

"How is this possible..."

Wounded by a weapon from his own vault, Greed’s heart was heavily struck.

At this moment, he no longer harbored any thoughts of entertainment, whispering with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth: "I, Greed, acknowledge your strength, and I will now crush you with all my might... Blood Armor!"

Unlike ’Gluttony’ Glatoni’s exaggerated scene drenched with a Blood Waterfall,

When Greed fully unleashed himself, a blood mist immediately gathered behind him forming a real ’Greed Treasure Vault,’ somewhat similar to the ring William wore on his finger, used to store Ancient Coins.

The vault opened its gaping maw and swallowed Greed in one gulp.

About a minute passed,

A rejuvenated Greed stepped back out, his body also covered in lines of blood that resembled circuit boards; his blonde hair floated in the air by itself,

And the air around him, due to his presence, leaked blood and trembled slightly.

A music that solely belonged to him played,

It was not the sharp, squalid, greedy tune one would expect, but rather a grand, untamed sound mixed with bell and drum tones, imbued with some dissonant violin notes that seemed to emphasize a certain kind of pain.

It seemed to convey the pain and relentless efforts Greed had undergone to reach his position today.

An ancient silver frame emerged, woven with fine, fractured capillaries, and its endpoint was a sculpture of the Greed Treasure Box,

§Greed. The Blood of Seven§

Greed was an extremely unique existence from birth, not the kind of uniqueness derived from exceptional talent, but rather the worst kind,

He suffered from inherited bone marrow failure syndromes (IBMFS), making his blood-making capabilities incredibly poor—a massive joke to the blood people.

Since its establishment, the Source Epidemic Area - Bloody Manor had never produced such lowly blood people.

As a result, from a young age, he was constantly demeaned, and even his birth family had thrown him out of the manor before he was even a year old, leaving him to fend for himself.

But he did not give up on life, or rather, his biological instincts wanted him to survive. When a ravenous beast approached the withered, pale infant, it was suddenly ensnared and drained by the blood vessels shooting out from the child’s body.

Gradually, Greed grew up outside the city.

Feeding on various patients and beasts’ blood, he acquired flowing golden hair, a slender yet aesthetically pleasing body, and a handsome face.

With such natural advantages, Greed began to hunt his own kind—those blood people who were active outside and performing tasks. He succeeded repeatedly until his immersion in the blood people’s bodily fluids grew too intense, and his desires became too strong, and he was finally exposed.

When Greed was brought back to the Bloody Manor, he was not immediately executed but was labeled a ’Blood Slave’, becoming a bloody gladiator for the nobles to gamble on and enjoy.

The first time Greed entered the arena with his slender body, he initially drew the mockery of the nobles hidden behind masks.

However, within minutes, he had plucked off the giant, terrifying head of his opponent.

He won continuously as a gladiator and even defeated the strongest gladiator at that time to receive personal pardon from the Duke, allowing him to rise directly to a member of the nobility.

The greedy nature caused by anaemia led him to keep growing among the nobles without participating in any recreational activities and actively partook in every manor’s external mission, accumulating his treasure vault by defeating formidable enemies.

With further breakthroughs in strength, he was eventually granted the title ’Greed’ and became the youngest of the ’Seven Marquis’.

However, his greedy nature did not satisfy him, and he even sought opportunities to stir trouble among the marquis.

But this time was different. He finally tasted failure. None of the current Seven Marquis were easy to provoke, each with a background, experience, and growth not weaker than his.

One could say he faced continuous defeats, which even made him confront his "talent ceiling," a fate he could never surpass no matter how hard he tried.

But Greed’s ’Grit’ still supported his belief in growing. Since his talent was limited, he decided to plunder the talents of others.

Thus, when William was causing trouble outside the Skin Factory, he, as one of the high-standing Seven Marquis, also arrived at the scene immediately, driven by his greedy nature.

However, his greed chose the right target. This young man named William had a unique talent for illness, even surpassing the current Seven Marquis.

Blood Armor completed,

The massive Greed Treasure Vault transformed into a device worn on his fingertip, allowing him to access any equipment and tools at any time.

Greed sensed this powerful force filling his body, ready to fully slaughter the mysterious young man in front of him, when he found that there was no one at the edge of the crater.

"Hmm? Where is he?"

Just as he tried to use the Marking Finger to locate William’s position... Boom! A loud noise erupted from the middle of the city,

the towering Skin Bag Pulse Tower collapsed with the passing of the moonlight, lifting the restrictions on the skin bags.

Greed, watching this scene, cursed loudly,

"Does this guy have no morals at all? To take advantage of the time I was activating Blood Armor to directly attack the new manor’s core area... Haven’t the two earls I drained recovered yet? Can’t they even buy me some time?

This is bad! If he closes the passage, it’s trouble!"

Thinking this, Greed immediately spread his Blood Wings and rushed over at top speed.