Astral Apostle

The Lord of Deep Rock City widened his eyes as this thought subconsciously sprang up in his mind.

However, he realized that when the other ten or so villains heard these words, their faces revealed a matter-of-fact and fanatical expression.

The messy-haired man looked at the two trembling Mutant Blood Guards and slowly said.

"We have the same power, so I'll give you a chance—kill the person behind you, release the shackles in your hearts, and become one of us. From now on, we'll be brothers!"

The Lord of Deep Rock City could not help but refute, "Don't believe him. He just wants to…"

However, before he could finish his sentence, a cold light suddenly flashed past.

The Lord suddenly covered his neck as blood seeped out from between his fingers.

He looked at the guard on the right in horror. It was this person who had slit his neck without a word.

"You…"

Before he could finish, the other guard turned and stabbed the lord in the stomach.

The Lord fell to the ground with a plop. He covered his bleeding wound and glared at the two guards.

"The Empire will not let you off…"

Peng!

His head exploded like a watermelon as one of the guards kicked it.

"Well done, my brother!"

Messy Hair clapped in relief.

The two Mutant Blood Guards looked at him expressionlessly, but they did not lower their weapons. They were still on guard.

The two of them could understand the situation. If more than ten villains attacked together, they would only end up being hacked to death. They would not even be able to drag someone down with them.

They only wanted to live. Since the other party had given them a chance, even if it wasn't noble, it was better than fighting to the death.

However, Messy Hair did not care about their vigilance. He suddenly turned his head and exposed his back to the two of them. He laughed at his other companions.

"Put away your weapons and welcome our new brothers!"

The dozen or so villains did as they were told, and the murderous aura instantly dissipated, leaving only the pungent smell of blood.

Only then did Messy Hair turn around and press down on the palms of the guards, pressing the weapons back into their sheaths. Then, he wrapped his arms around their shoulders and said in a heroic tone,

"Tonight, this city is our carnival. You can vent your desires however you want. Experience the omnipotence brought about by power. After tonight, you will understand how cowardly and narrow-minded you were in the past. The joy of just taking what you want by force is better than anything else in the world."

The two Mutant Blood Guards were at a loss. However, when they saw the arrogant smiles of the many villains, it was as if a heartstring had been touched. Their dark desires were like ferocious beasts that had been released, walking out of their cages.

Finally, one of them could not help but ask.

"Who are you people?"

Messy Hair patted their shoulders as he chuckled,

"I'm Dorton. As for us, we're all Mutant Blood Warriors. You can call us… The Sons of Mutant Blood!"

Sons of Mutant Blood…

The two of them chewed on the name in their hearts.

At this moment, two villains suddenly rushed in from outside the castle carrying a corpse as they shouted,

"Dorton, some of our brothers who were plundering outside were killed!"

Dorton stopped smiling. He immediately barked out in a deep voice,

"Who did it?"

"I don't know. We rushed over when we heard the sound of battle. When we arrived, we only found the corpses of our brothers."

With that, the two villains placed the corpse on the ground.

Dorton leaned over to take a look and was suddenly stunned.

This corpse was not killed by a weapon. It was pierced through by more than ten earth spikes. At first glance, it looked like the person had fallen into a trap, but upon closer inspection, it did not seem like it.

Dorton could not understand how it was done, so he only shook his head and said coldly,

"It seems that there's not only the group of hunters we captured in the city. There are also other forces. Gather everyone and find them!"

With that, he strode out of the castle, the other villains following behind.

The two Mutant Blood Guards hesitated for a moment before finally choosing to blend in.

...

In another corner of Deep Rock City.

A plainly dressed man was walking through the burning streets. He looked like an ordinary refugee.

There was a bloody rag wrapped around his head as if it had been torn from someone else. It was used as a simple hood to cover his face.

This person was panting as he ran forward, cursing softly.

"Damn it, Deep Rock City was supposed to be such a safe fortress, but there's actually a riot. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have lived in seclusion here. It's not reliable at all."

The man crossed the alley and turned into the main road.

At this moment, a villain happened to turn out of the alley opposite, tying his belt as he walked. In the alley behind him lay a naked woman, her eyes glazed over and her neck sporting bruise marks. She had been brutally strangled to death.

The man and the villain discovered each other across the street and stopped in their tracks.

"Kid, are you lost?"

The villain revealed a sinister smile. He took off the flail hanging from his waist and swung it in his hand as he walked towards the man who was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The man took a step back and did not look at the approaching villain. Instead, his gaze was focused on the ground behind the villain.

His pupils trembled slightly, and earthen yellow ripples bloomed in his eyes.

An invisible force quietly shot out, attached to the ground, and seeped in.

The villain did not notice anything and continued to slowly approach the man.

At this moment, the ground suddenly cracked.

Peng!

The soil spurted out and quickly turned into more than ten small earth spikes in midair. In a flash, they hit the villain's unguarded back.

Pu pu pu—

The earth spikes stabbed into his body!