Freezing cold!An icy sensation, as if an invisible shackle had been wrapped around his soul, violently surged up Viridian's spine!The lines of scarlet warnings on the system panel were no longer merely text, but had transformed into the most vicious of curses, branded deep within his consciousness.I'm marked!The tiny bit of safety he had just gained from teasing the Grand Knight and rapidly increasing his strength was crushed in an instant!He was like a player who had been casually slaughtering slimes in a newbie village, only to suddenly discover that the slime he just killed was a pet personally raised by a world-destroying demon lord!"Abnormal cleansing"..Viridian's teeth clenched tightly, a hint of blood spreading in his mouth.His self-proclaimed efficient and perfect "cleanup" was nothing more than a searchlight in the darkness, laughably glaring in the eyes of this truly ancient and cunning entity!Since when are normal conflicts ever this "clean"?Corpses shattered, blo

The night was as dark as ink.The majestic building of the city hall loomed like a massive beast crouching in the darkness.A shadow darker than the night itself glided silently along the wall's edge, undisturbing even a single patrolling night raven.Viridian's silhouette merged with the darkness.He did not take the carriage that would leave traces, but instead chose the most efficient and covert infiltration method.Behind him, a smaller shadow followed closely, Lilith trailing like an obedient cat, step by step.【Echo Positioning】 had long since constructed a three-dimensional map in Viridian's mind, precise down to every single brick.The servant Claude's intelligence flows by like a cold stream of data."Martin Cromwell, tax officer, third floor office at the end, every night at ten, entering a secret room alone..."These are merely surface-level information.The true "map" lies deep within his soul!Veridian sank a thread of consciousness into the "Weeping Blood Eye" emblem in h

Silver Sail City, Narcissus Street.A villa belonging to the president of the Textile Guild was distinctly different tonight. This was Madame Elena's secret love nest, now staged like a dreamlike theatrical performance.The finest velvet tablecloth, white orchids airlifted from the south, and a first-chair violinist sitting rigidly, visibly tense.Veridian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, adjusting the silver cufflinks, his reflection in the mirror so beautiful it seemed otherworldly. His pale skin and scarlet eyes, paired with a haute couture tailcoat, emanated a deadly allure that blended melancholy and asceticism."Master, everything is prepared," the blood servant Claude bowed respectfully, "As you instructed, we have even purchased all the 'rosemary' in the city tonight, ensuring the lady can only smell this fragrance symbolizing 'eternal love' here."Veridian nodded with satisfaction. The suspicious sacrifice would be drowned in an overwhelming sea of details, smothering he

The night enveloped the noble cemetery of Silver Sail City in a deathly silence.In the air, a strange scent drifted—a bizarre mixture of aged decaying soil, withered flower wreaths, and a faint, barely perceptible hint of blood.Viridian and his two companions stood like three ghostly shadows, completely silent before the massive, rust-stained iron gate of the cemetery.【6:48:17】In his mind, the blood-red countdown on the "Butcher's Cookbook" was beating coldly like a life-demanding heart.Time was running out."Master, I..."The blood servant Claude, as always, wanted to demonstrate his loyalty. He took a deep breath and mustered his courage to push the iron door.However, his fingertips were still half a meter away from the cold, rusty metal —An invisible force field, twisting like boiling oil, suddenly took shape right in front of him!Claude let out a horrific scream, as if struck directly by an invisible battering ram, flying back seven or eight meters and crashing heavily to

Above the dome, the butcher's two crimson data screens went garbled in an instant from Veridian's bluster, erupting with a piercing hiss of electric current!"Taste my flesh?!""You filthy rat, you have no idea the magnitude of the being you're facing!"Boom—!The entire Flesh Factory seemed like a colossal steel beast roused to fury, awakening in an instant!The roar of the gears surged tenfold! Countless menacing mechanical arms thrust out from the walls and floor, carrying the acrid stench of oil and blood, forming a steel jungle that surged around Viridian in a frenzied encirclement!A vast, towering will—an amalgam of machinery and abyssal power—took shape like an invisible mountain, coming down to crush him!This is the butcher’s domain, his absolute divine right as the "central processor"!He would grind this insolent little mouse, along with his laughable grace, down to molecules!Yet Viridian paid no heed.He didn’t even bother to look at the approaching cutting arms, which f