Chapter 426

"What did he mention?"

Red Dragonfly listened with an itch in her heart and lungs, hating that she couldn't just pry open the Master of Ceremonies' head and find the answer herself.

She had never imagined that the Master of Ceremonies' mind actually hid so much forbidden knowledge they didn't know.

The Master of Ceremonies didn't beat around the bush, answering directly:

"That person reminded me: if there's ever a chance to have an audience with the Thirteen Seats or the Chief Adjudicator, absolutely do not use this pair of eyes to peep!"

The Master of Ceremonies paused, recalling that guy wearing a bizarre mask.

Imitating the other's mocking tone at the time, he spoke the original words that had left a deep impression on him:

"Look at the Thirteen Seats once, you'll go blind; look at the Chief Adjudicator once, you'll die. Because……"

This time, no one interrupted the Master of Ceremonies. In the Communication Channel, everyone held their breath tight, as if waiting for some earth-shattering secret to be revealed.

The Master of Ceremonies' voice was pressed extremely low, continuing to imitate that frivolous tone:

"Because, each of them raises quite a few rebellious children inside their bodies, you know."

In the original words, that person used the word "raise."

The Master of Ceremonies hadn't understood the meaning in that person's words before, but just now that one peep, he instantly attained enlightenment, thoroughly comprehending it.

The Communication Channel fell into dead silence; after a long time, Red Dragonfly's voice carried a thread of trembling:

"So, the Thirteen Seats and the Chief Adjudicator, they also raise the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice. No wonder our Destiny has always been keen on capturing the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice; turns out the root is here?"

Wild Beast muttered a sentence:

"Meaning, the Thirteen Seats and the Chief Adjudicator are the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice within the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice."

The bald male Captain spoke up, stopping this increasingly dangerous topic:

"Wild Beast, shut up!"

Wild Beast fell silent, but couldn't help asking another sentence:

"Captain, have you ever seen the Thirteen Seats and the Chief Adjudicator?"

The bald male Captain coughed once, tone firm:

"As the Captain of our Dui, I of course…… cough, don't have the qualifications to directly have an audience with the Thirteen Seats and the Chief Adjudicator.

However, I was indeed fortunate enough to receive the Deputy Seat's personal guidance during a special mission once; that was an extremely unforgettable experience."

Red Dragonfly sneered:

"Captain means the three of us dragged the Captain down."

The bald male coldly snorted, didn't respond, instead directly shifting the topic:

"Alright, Master of Ceremonies, you tell us, how do we handle this person?"

The Master of Ceremonies pondered for a long time; as the Raid's eyes and brains, this time, he really didn't know how to give advice.

Such a guy who suddenly popped out, identity a mystery, strength a mystery, but might be a hidden boss who can wrestle with the Thirteen Seats——how do you expect the Master of Ceremonies to handle it?

Clearly out of scope!

The Master of Ceremonies trusted his eyes too much.

Relying on this pair of bestowed "Byakugan," he had countless times seen through disguises, gazed straight at the essence.

However, this time, the "Byakugan" instead made him severely misjudge that man's strength.

But to some extent, his judgment didn't seem entirely wrong either.

Wild Beast at this moment ultimately couldn't hold back, speaking again:

"Captain, you misunderstood my meaning. My meaning is, since the Thirteen Seats and the Chief Adjudicator are both the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice within the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice, does this mean……"

Wild Beast slightly organized his train of thought, then drew an obvious conclusion, slowly stating:

"The qualification to be promoted to the Thirteen Seats, could it be to capture the Curse of the Evil Sacrifice alive, raise it inside oneself, and finally eat it?"

Red Dragonfly hearing this, couldn't help laughing until she leaned back and forth, teasing:

"Wild Beast, I admit what you say makes sense, but you don't think our Captain has that kind of ability, do you?"

A flash of inspiration struck the Master of Ceremonies' mind; he seemed to have thought of something, urgently saying:

"Red Dragonfly, you don't interrupt yet, let Wild Beast finish."

Wild Beast blinked, saying:

"I just secretly heard, this man is called Zheng Hang, impersonating our Destiny's peripheral member to coax a little girl, so I thought……"

Wild Beast usually focuses on explosive killing, today rarely not wanting to fight and kill, a peaceful and wise light appearing on his face:

"Can't we help him make this identity real, no need for peripheral member, our Dui directly take him in as a formal member?"

Red Dragonfly: "……"

Master of Ceremonies: "……"

Bald Captain: "……"

A full three seconds passed before sound returned to the Communication Channel.

Red Dragonfly sucked her lips, tone carrying a rare seriousness:

"Wild Beast, I apologize to you, you actually grew a brain. However, I feel your idea is still too conservative.

If we can recruit that person into our Party, never mind formal member, the Captain's position actually…… cough cough……"

She spoke half, suddenly stopped, coughing non-stop, as if choked by her own treasonous saliva.

Seeing this, the Master of Ceremonies didn't follow this topic further, instead switching the spearhead, faintly asking:

"Captain, a while ago, did a seat open up among the Thirteen Seats?"

His tone carried a meaningful probing, as if hinting at something.

The bald male Captain listening to the lively discussion in the Communication Channel, his mouth corner twitched repeatedly.

He understood; the team members were plotting wishful thinking.

In his heart, he felt both relieved and a little sour.

The relief came from the fact that his team members had indeed grown; even the beasts had learned to use their heads, understanding that within the Destiny Organization there was more than just fighting and killing—there was also the art of human relations.

The sourness came from the fact that he, their captain, seemed to have become a "stepping stone" for their growth?!

The bald man gritted his mouthful of black teeth and replied in a deep voice:

"Indeed, a seat has opened up—the seat of Jiu Xi!"

The moment his words fell, the communication channel suddenly fell silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Immediately after, the three spoke in unison, their voices carrying an excitement that was hard to conceal:

"Captain, do you think it can be done?"

The bald captain rubbed his bald head, bit hard on his mouthful of black teeth, and revealed a sinister smile:

"There is nothing that cannot be done. Have you forgotten the creed of our Destiny?"

The Beast, the Red Dragonfly, and the Master of Ceremonies simultaneously turned solemn, responding word by word:

"Fate is made by man; man can conquer heaven!"

Outsiders never knew that although Destiny was a first-class evil organization, its ideological core had always been full of positive energy.

This near-obsessive belief was perhaps the fundamental reason Destiny stood apart from other evil organizations.

The bald captain felt much emotion regarding his team members' ideological awareness, and he finally added viciously:

"I hope he won't refuse our kindness. Otherwise, once the channel is opened, some adult of the Thirteen Seats will surely come here and pass the judgment of Destiny!"

………

Chapter End