Chapter 153 : Blood Source School??

If both fighters were at the same level, Enhancer would excel in close combat, while Conjurer was more about using cunning methods subtlety.

But at that moment, Germain and Wolf were not equals.

After Germain knocked Wolf down, Wolf felt a burning pain in his wrists as flames suddenly erupted from his body!

"Uh uh uhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The fire blazed, causing excruciating pain. More importantly, even after Germain released his grip, he didn't hesitate and stepped forward, delivering a powerful punch to Wolf's nose! 

Wolf was sent flying!

Without even glancing at Wolf, Germain swung his left leg back and kicked the Rat in the abdomen as it tried to sneak attack him.

At that moment, the sole of his shoe transformed into a Firearm, making a loud bang! 

The Rat was sent flying, unsure if it was kicked or knocked back by an unseen force. Regardless, it landed on the ground.

Despite the intense pain, the Rat remained conscious and seemed numb to the agony. Almost instantly after hitting the ground, it flipped over and stood up.

The Rat charged at Germain again, ready to shout something to rally himself, but found that no sound came from his throat. His body felt cold, and his strength was fading fast.

He stumbled and fell to the ground, feeling a warm, sticky pool beneath his hands. Looking down, he saw a large puddle of blood.

But where was the blood coming from?

He traced the flow of the blood and felt a strange confusion wash over him, finally realizing there was a massive bloody hole in his abdomen.

Inside, it was empty, only bright red blood pouring out, unstoppable.

It was me...

The Rat fell to the ground, mouth half open.

Germain glanced back at the Rat before turning away and walking toward Wolf, who was rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

Before Wolf could put out the fire, he met Germain's cold gaze once more. It felt like a scene from his darkest nightmares, now chillingly real.

However, if given a choice, he would rather endure such nightmares forever... as long as he could survive. 

But Germain wouldn't allow it. He raised his foot and stepped on Wolf's throat, severing it as easily as slicing with a knife! 

Wolf was caught off guard, like a chicken being held by its wings, and its neck was cleanly cut off. The head rolled away, spinning several times before coming to a stop.

Germain withdrew his foot and rubbed it on the ground, trying to wipe off as much blood as he could from his shoe, before finally turning back.

In this way, he obtained the Gift of Resentment from the remaining three Shadow Beasts, with his physique and energy reaching 81 points and 87 points, respectively.

This was his record for the night.

The pressure penalty for each kill was reduced by 5 points because of the "Master Aura" he possessed.

However, tonight, his stress only increased by less than 5 points each time, so he left the mansion with a stress level still at 0.

Not far away, a Mafia member finally managed to navigate through the chaos of car accidents and fire, reaching this section of the road. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The man in the bird-beak mask stood beside the corpses of the three Shadow Beasts.

This scene resembled a bird-beaked doctor treating wounded soldiers on a battlefield, but everyone knew that this bird-beaked doctor was the one who took down the fallen Shadow Beasts.

In fact, he was the one who defeated all the Shadow Beasts, including the previous ones.

Since the Shadow Beasts were established, no one had ever managed to defeat them one after another like this—until now.

An indescribable emotion spread through the area; it wasn't just fear, but something more complex and chaotic.

The Shadow Beasts, the strongest fighting force under the Ten Dons, were completely finished.

Of course, there were Nen users tasked with guarding the Ten Dons. Their combat power surpassed that of the Shadow Beasts, but ultimately, this was... meaningless.

To put it simply, while the Ten Dons' solid defenses remained, their once invincible weapon—the blade that had been undefeated for months—had been shattered by this one person, and it was the same person who had broken it twice.

The Shadow beast was eliminated.

The power of the Ten Dons would not simply vanish; they represented the strength of many Mafias across the six continents. 

However, their foundation would undoubtedly shake, and chaos was bound to ensue in the coming days. 

Both new and old forces were poised to take action, ready to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. 

They weren't worried about taking over territory; they just wanted to grab as much as they could. 

The Mafia members watched in silence. Even though they had been ordered to kill Germain earlier, everyone knew they couldn't kill him tonight. 

It was absurd to expect them to do what even ten powerful Shadow beasts couldn't achieve. 

After a while, heavy rain began to fall, dousing the flames on the Twin Bridges, as if signaling the end of a performance. 

Snap, Snap— 

Kurapika walked over to Germain. Although he knew Germain wouldn't harm him, he couldn't shake the wild thoughts racing in his mind. 

During their earlier battle, Germain's overwhelming killing intent had made Kurapika feel trapped and suffocated, forcing him to remain quiet. 

Thankfully, the rain concealed Germain's killing intent, allowing it to fade away. 

Kurapika breathed a sigh of relief, as if something sealed inside him had finally returned. 

"Teacher..." he started, but ended up biting his tongue, surprised by how hoarse his voice sounded. 

Germain seemed unaware of this. He murmured to himself for a moment, then looked at Kurapika. 

"Since we have schools like the Shingen-ryu, the Zoldyck Family's Assasination Technique, and the Ninja School, why don't we create a school as well? Let's call it the 'Blood-Source School.'" 

"'Blood Source'..." 

Kurapika softly repeated the term Germain had mentioned: "'Blood Source'...Blood Source..." 

He didn't fully grasp Germain's deeper meaning—though he believed there was one—he felt it suited him well. After all, weren't his Scarlet Eyes a result of his Kurta bloodline? 

Kurapika likely wouldn't realize for some time that Germain had chosen the name at random. 

Finally, the teacher established the first rule of their bloodline. 

"The hunt that begins tonight will be a long one. Don't let anger, ignorance, or arrogance unleash the beast within you. Use it wisely and blend into the long night that lies ahead..." 

The two abandoned their vehicle and disappeared into the pouring rain on foot. 

For a while, no Mafia members thought to follow them. Most approached the bodies of the three members of the Shadow Beast silently. 

They needed to clean up the mess and wash the floor, which was something they were actually good at. After all, they usually had Shadow Beasts leading them.

But today, they were collecting the corpses of the Shadow Beasts that usually showed off their strength, and everyone thought it was strange and unusual.

On the raised steel pillars of the Twin Bridges, a figure crouched for a long time like a gargoyle, quietly watching where the two figures had gone.

"That's too much..." 

Saiyu frowned, and after waiting for a moment, he leaped up into the heavy rain and chased after them.

Then he pulled out his cell phone and called again.

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