It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Beethoven said thoughtfully.

He thought of the feeling of fear and disgust he had just experienced when he saw Liu Zheng's blood.

"Your blood is the end."

he said hesitantly.

"I have been transformed just like you. Even the appearance you see now is also an altered one. My true appearance is more terrifying than those beasts."

Liu Zheng came clean.

"."

Beethoven looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although he has always advocated the virtue of honesty, this is the first time he has met someone as honest as Liu Zheng.

"Aren't you afraid that I will hunt you?"

Beethoven said after a moment's silence.

"What are you afraid of? If I hadn't liked you, I would have planned to negotiate directly with the Blood Healing Church. If they didn't accept my terms, I would have just robbed them."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"Besides, don't think you can really beat me, old Bei. If it comes to a life-and-death fight, I will definitely be the one who survives."

"So confident?"

Beethoven grasped the hilt of the Moonlight Sword with his backhand, and an aura as dazzling and magnificent as moonlight emanated from him.

"Look at this."

Liu Zheng reached into the pocket of the legendary vest and took out a finger.

"This is."

Beethoven's pupils were trembling.

He actually felt the same horror from this severed finger as when he was hunting the gods.

(End of this chapter)

288. Chapter 287 Send them all, buddy

288.

"Nothing, I just helped someone solve a family dispute. In return for that, he broke off his finger and gave it to me."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles, indicating that it was not worth mentioning.

"This kind of family dispute between powerful people is not easy to resolve, right?"

Beethoven looked at him sympathetically.

"Indeed, it's just me. If it were someone else, I don't know how many times they would have died."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

If it were Xia Kai, he probably wouldn't be able to pass the werewolf script-killing level, and he wouldn't be able to beat Nightingale in the fishing competition later.

"But even so, I have the confidence that I can cut it open."

Faced with the severed finger that exuded a terrifying aura, Beethoven became even more powerful.

It's just a god, it's not like he hasn't hunted one before.

On the contrary, being able to kill a god once more in the twilight years of one's life is a great blessing.

The Moonlight Greatsword sensed Beethoven's mood and burst into a dazzling light.

"Who said I was going to use it against you?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"Hmm? Then who are you going to use it against?"

Beethoven was confused and a little unhappy.

Apart from him, who else in the Blood Healing Church deserves to be fingered like this?

"I will sneak into the cathedral directly and take advantage of the meeting of your church leaders to kill them all. By then, the church will be leaderless and in chaos. And you will definitely be in charge of the situation in the main hall."

"When the time comes, won't I be able to take whatever I want from the warehouse?"

Liu Zheng said sinisterly.

".I'm beginning to regret taking you in as my apprentice. I wanted to train a noble knight, but you are more despicable than the most sinister assassin."

There was a hint of anger in Beethoven's tone.

"There's nothing I can do. Life forces me. In a metropolitan city, good people will just become food for others."

he said calmly.

“The more desperate the situation, the more we must maintain our noble character.”

Beethoven shook his head.

"Then I would have died long ago. I wasn't this strong at the beginning, Old Bei. Seven days ago, I was just an ordinary person. Not to mention those beasts on the streets of Art, even an ordinary resident of Art could kill me."

Liu Zheng curled his lips.

By observing Anko's family and Fulla, he discovered that even the residents of Ate who had not received blood therapy had physical fitness far superior to that of humans in reality.

According to Dickins, this is probably because the origin of the Atlanteans is different from that of real humans.

"Seven days. That's terrible."

Beethoven was secretly shocked.

Even if he put all his efforts into training a genius, it would take at least fifteen years to train him to the same level as Liu Zheng's previous performance.

And according to Liu Zheng, he will still have to struggle to survive in that metropolis.

What kind of place is the metropolis? Is it the paradise of the gods?

"Besides, don't look at me like this. I am already a recognized good guy in the metropolis, and I have even passed the Phoenix's four virtues certification."

Liu Zheng said proudly.

"Which four virtues?"

"Virtue, justice, faith, and benevolence, only one more is missing to complete the five virtues."

he replied.

"Which one is missing?"

Beethoven was curious.

"Courtesy. Actually, I think I am quite polite, don't you think so, old Bei?"

"Haha. In that case, you can keep some of your blood for the church to conduct follow-up research. I will give you the two super-large blood gems."

Beethoven returned to the point.

"I'm fine, are you sure?"

Liu Zheng said.

"Any questions?"

"Your Grand Master has already told me that the essence of blood therapy is to suppress one virus with another. And my blood is essentially a virus, and its status should be far superior to those you have encountered."

"If you use my blood to promote a new type of 'blood therapy', I doubt whether you can handle it."

He said.

"Is that what the Grand Master said?"

Beethoven was stunned.

He had always thought that blood therapy was truly a treatment for the beast disease, or rather, he had always hoped that this was the case.

But Liu Zheng's words exposed the illusion he had created for himself, forcing him to face the reality.

"So what should we do? What should the people of Ater do?"

Beethoven let out a deep sigh, and the moonlight sword behind him dimmed.

"Of course, do what you do best."

Liu Zheng answered him.

"What am I best at?"

Beethoven looked up in confusion.

"Hunting. Just like the source of my blood is from a certain evil god, your blood therapy must also use the blood of a higher being. Kill it, and maybe the beast disease will be cured?"

Liu Zheng said.

"What if it's not lifted?"

Beethoven asked back.

"Then think of another way. At least it won't be worse than the current situation, right?"

He spread out his tentacles and said.

“No, actually.”

Beethoven looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then continued.

"Killing a god has a price. Several decades ago, we once hunted a god. The dead god cast a curse, and the hunters who survived at the time eventually lost consciousness in their sleep and turned into the living dead."

"Except for me, Maria and a few others, almost no one was spared."

He said with a sad face.

Would those hunters be dragged into the dream world?

Liu Zheng seemed to be thinking about something.

But he had signed a contract with Amelia and could not tell Beethoven his guess.

"Are you afraid that the gods will curse all those who receive blood therapy?"

he asked.

"Yes."

Beethoven looked at Liu Zheng approvingly.

As expected, he was the disciple he chose, and he was a kind person at heart.

If it is a selfish person, the first thing that comes to mind is that he is worried about being cursed a second time.

"If that's the case, let me finish off the enemy. I'm not afraid."

Liu Zheng said.

The time in the dream world is also counted as survival time. He estimated that the copy would be finished when it was almost time to settle the account.

Anyway, there is a calico cat guarding his physical body in reality, and with his reserved physical strength, he will be fine even if he does not eat or drink for a month or two.

And if Liu Zheng was not pulled into the dream world, or successfully escaped from it, he could rightfully possess the body of the god.

Even if he couldn't use it himself, such high-end items would probably be priced high by either a restaurant or a city hall.

"Do you really think that killing gods can solve the beast disease?"

Beethoven asked with both suspicion and expectation.

"It's better than doing nothing. Old Bei, the military is right not to interfere in politics, but you are also the ruling class of the church, and the residents of Ate also rely on you."

"Go find Lao Mei, ask about the matter clearly, and then discuss it carefully."

"With great power comes great responsibility. You have to shoulder your responsibilities."

Liu Zheng patted him on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"It will be difficult for you to pass the 'etiquette' test in your current state."

Beethoven glanced at him and said.