194: Chapter 194 A Sinful Madman Emerges

"There are intruders!"

Hearing the word 'suppress' shouted by the white-haired afro, the heroes still in the remarks area woke up as if from a dream.

Some enemies had taken advantage of the Hero Association's main force attending the Continental Carnival to openly invade, aided by an inside man!

"This area has already been cleared."

A low and lazy voice slowly came from behind the white-haired afro.

It was another man who had appeared from the portal.

At some point, he had tightly gripped a dagger in his hand, and with his black-gloved hand, he was slowly wiping the blood stains off the dagger, the black trench coat draped over him fluttering in the wind.

The movements of those panicked heroes came to an abrupt halt.

Squelch!

One could see blood spurting out like fountains from the throats of the heroes, splashing onto the surrounding ground and walls.

They widened their eyes, filled with unbelievable terror and despair, and their bodies slowly went limp and collapsed, as if all their strength had been drained away.

For a Transcendent who had reached B-Rank, a throat-slitting injury should not have been fatal.

But that dagger seemed to have some kind of special ability.

The heroes only felt their vitality being drained away at an astonishing speed, their consciousness rapidly fading.

Swish, swish, swish!

Runes emitting a ghostly blue light suddenly shot out from their gradually cooling corpses, heading straight for the man in the trench coat.

The man in the trench coat knew that dodging was useless, so he stood quietly, letting those runes burrow into his body.

"Eww... this feeling is really disgusting."

The man in the trench coat couldn't help but shiver, as if a cold chill had shot from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on the petite girl beside him, his face instantly filled with a flattering smile as he leaned in close and whispered:

"Sister Maomao, help me swallow all those Tracking Marks."

Judging from her appearance, the girl was at most about twelve years old, looking naive and innocent.

Yet she was respectfully called "Sister Maomao" by this man, who already had the weathered face of someone in his thirties.

The girl had snow-white skin, and a head of natural golden curly hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.

When quiet, she looked like an exquisite doll.

However, when she saw the man in the trench coat talking to her, the originally tranquil expression instantly vanished without a trace, replaced by a look of disgust.

She didn't hesitate to lift her foot and kick hard against the man's shin, her movements clean and swift.

"Don't bring your face full of disgusting stubble near me!"

"Ah, ouch, ouch, ouch!"

The man in the trench coat grimaced and screamed repeatedly from the pain.

Although the girl was small in stature, the power of that kick was astonishing, causing the man in the trench coat to wince in pain repeatedly.

"It was just because I was greedy the day before yesterday and stole a taste of her dessert... is it really worth being this angry for so long?"

The man in the trench coat rubbed his excruciatingly painful shin while muttering to himself.

He secretly thought that it would be better not to provoke this girl for the time being.

Anyway, in the current situation, the Hero Association had no spare capacity to hunt him down based on the Tracking Marks.

Besides, maybe in the coming period, he would still have to kill quite a few more Transcendents.

Those Tracking Marks could just be wiped away all at once when he found a suitable opportunity later.

The man in the trench coat rubbed the kicked area and changed the subject, looking at Wang Puchuan:

"Fang Bai, I haven't seen you for several years, why did you dye your hair yellow?"

"And you've got guts; the Superpower Association people have gone to great lengths to find you, yet you just hid directly in the Hero Association."

Wang Puchuan chuckled:

"My ability is very suitable for lurking, and... the most dangerous place is the safest place."

"Also, I can't use that name anymore, you'd better call me Wang Puchuan; I quite like this name."

The afro-haired man scanned the area, and seeing that all Transcendents indeed showed no signs of life, he looked at Wang Puchuan and said seriously:

"Of the ten prophecies in this book of prophecies, can you confirm which one has been fulfilled now?"

Wang Puchuan looked at the book in his hand and slowly shook his head:

"Eight have already been excluded; which of the remaining two is true remains unknown..."

"But regardless of which one is fulfilled, both are worth us taking a gamble."

The book in Wang Puchuan's hand was one of the ancient relics discovered by the Madman Society at the same time they discovered the Contract Land.

They called it the book of prophecies.

Each page recorded ten prophecies, of which only one would be correct.

Once one was fulfilled, the other nine prophecies would not be fulfilled under any circumstances.

Similarly, if none of the nine prophecies were fulfilled, then the remaining one, no matter how outrageous, would absolutely happen.

The text used in this book was not text they recognized, but regardless of who the viewer was, even if they were illiterate, they would understand the content based on their own cognition.

However, within one minute of finishing reading the relevant content, the viewer would fall into a terrifying state of spontaneous combustion without warning, quickly consumed by clusters of eerie green flames.

Until they were burned to nothing, leaving not even a trace of ash.

Despite this, there were still many dead soldiers in the Madman Society who viewed themselves as disposable, just to explore the opportunity to defeat the enemy.

It wasn't until the appearance of Wang Puchuan that this situation changed.

In the Madman Society, currently, only Wang Puchuan could flip through the book of prophecies at will without being affected by its eerie power at all.

The leader of the Madman Society speculated that it might be related to the fact that Wang Puchuan was an Other-Soul Being.

And after gaining Wang Puchuan's addition, the Madman Society relied on the book of prophecies to grasp the initiative in the struggle against the Superpower Association, gradually not falling into a disadvantage.

Afterwards, the strategic focus of the Madman Society also gradually revolved around the book of prophecies.

Whenever one of the prophecies recorded on the previous page of the book of prophecies was fulfilled, another ten brand-new prophecies would quietly appear on a new page.

And these current ten prophecies came from six years ago, before Wang Puchuan decided to go undercover in the G District Hero Association.

Most of these ten prophecies were related to G District.

Because of this, the Madman Society shifted its strategic focus in recent years to G District.

Wang Puchuan's original intention was to verify these prophecies himself to exclude incorrect answers.

For example, there was a crossed-out prophecy recording that he would propose an outrageous idea for this Continental Carnival, and the G District Hero Association would ultimately not adopt it.

How outrageous this outrageous idea was, the book of prophecies would not record in such detail.

So Wang Puchuan actively exerted the most outrageous ideas he could think of.

The result was that the Hero Association ultimately adopted it.

This prophecy naturally counted as not fulfilled.

Similar to this, many prophecies were excluded by Wang Puchuan through active verification.

Finally, only three prophecies remained:

First, in Class 2, Grade 3 of C City No. 2 Middle School in G District, one could find a candidate who could contract a Great Sin Demon.

Second, during the national broadcast, the first A-Rank Hero to appear in C City would be safe and sound during the event.

Third, on the day of the Continental Carnival, G District of Dazhou Nation would welcome one of the Twelve Divine Envoys from the Superpower Association.

And just one day ago, Song Xin's Clone, after much difficulty, contacted them and reported in detail the series of situations encountered in C City.

Through Song Xin's relay, Lv Ling, who was in C City, also established contact with them, and after some in-depth discussion and planning, a series of meticulous battle plans were reached.

Coupled with Wang Puchuan's deliberate guidance from the shadows, the current situation was ultimately brought about.

Until the first A-Rank Hero to appear in C City during the national broadcast, Wan Chaoren, failed to return alive, excluding the second prophecy.

Thus, only two unverified prophecies remained.

One related to the Great Sin Madman candidate, and one related to the Twelve Divine Envoys.

Whichever one came true, it was enough for the Madman Society to take it seriously.

Whether ensuring the safety of their companions in C City or dealing with the potentially appearing Twelve Divine Envoys, sufficient combat power was needed.

At this moment, the two men and one woman appearing here were exactly the remaining three of the five Great Sin Madmen of the Madman Society.

The Gluttony Madman, Mao Yutong.

The Envy Madman, Shi Fei.

And the Wrath Madman, Han Ping.

"Plus the two in C City, our Madman Society's five Great Sin Madmen can finally be considered rarely gathered together."

Wang Puchuan looked at this luxurious lineup in front of him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.