He shook his head. Then he turned to the people around and said with a deep voice. "Stop such a foolish act. I am not kind, nor am I a hero."
"Get up, I'm only here for revenge. I only helped because it doesn't require much effort on my part." Then, a faint smile appeared on Dylan's face. "And it's not without a price."
His eyes landed on the first man who called him immortal. "You... Eat that blood pill right there." He pointed at the cauldron.
He really wants to see if the blood pill condensed by human life was really effective.
The little girl and the other people looked at Dylan with fear. On the other hand, the man's expression turned pale. The little girl ran behind the others, terrified.
The corner of Dylan's lips curled up. 'Dare to use moral kidnapping and make me someone I am not? Kind and benevolent? This fucker needs to know what benevolence truly is.'
"My lord, I apologize! Please do not do this!" The man knocked his head to the ground, and his forehead began to bleed. "Please! I can't bear to eat a pill made of human life! It's inhuman!"
"Inhuman, you say?" Dylan caressed his chin.
"Yes! I watched my companions and my family turn to pill!" Tears came out of his face and he began to sob. "My son, my wife! These priests are worse than devils. They wear masks upon masks and act righteously outside, but their hearts are dark." The man said weakly.
His voice resonated with the other victims. Some of them looked indignant. Some outrightly began to cry.
Another victim, a woman, looked at Dylan with an indignant expression. "You must destroy them and avenge us! For the sake of those who died!"
"Yes, yes! That's right! It's your responsibility to eradicate them for the greater good!" Another one shouted angrily. "Cillian is right!"
The man couldn't help but feel confident when he saw that everyone backed him up. He looked at Dylan and demanded. "Help us, this is for the greater good."
Dylan's eyes turned colder. "You are ungrateful fucks!" With a snap of his fingers, cries of pain echoed in the secret room. Their arms, wrists, and legs explode into stumps. "My responsibility? For the greater good?"
"Do you think I give a shit about that? I've saved you. But instead of being grateful, you're trying to order me around and demand?"
Dylan turned his head at the one who tried to instigate others. "You're name is Cillian? Well, you can die." He snapped his fingers.
Just as Cillian was about to open his mouth. He exploded into a bloodmist. "Any violent reaction?" His eyes stopped at the pale-stricken little girl for a moment and looked at the other one by one.
Even in pain, they didn't dare to let out sound any longer. They're wrong! The person in front of them indeed saves them. But he's not as magnanimous or righteous as they initially thought.
They looked at their limbs, utterly destroyed to pieces down to the nerves.
"Now, who wants to volunteer to eat the pill?" The cold expression on Dylan's face disappeared, replaced by a deadpan expression.
Everyone felt a chill in their back. The little girl suddenly stepped forward before others could even respond. With a determination etched on her face. "I'll do it!" She mustered her courage, even though she was scared.
Dylan's eyes squinted. 'I didn't expect this. She had more guts than the adults around her. Such spirits are rare. Maybe I should accept another disciple?' he thought on a whim.
'Probe!'
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[Name]: Maria
[Level]: 8 (1st grade Awakened)
[Race]: Human
[Profession]: N/A
[Danger Level]: None
-[Innate Talents]-
Cursed Human (Purple), Refiner Three Star Tattoo (Blue), Emaciated Physique (White)
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'Huh? This little girl has a purple innate?'
Dylan clicked the talents curiously.
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Cursed Human (Purple): A physique that is naturally aligned with curses. The stronger one's understanding of pain, the more tragic one's life, the more curses they would receive, and the stronger they would become.
Note: Once the user reaches 1000 curse spells, the talent will automatically be upgraded to gold.
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Refiner Three Star Tattoo (Blue) An innate complete Beyonder Tattoo. The possessor of this can ignore the bottleneck of Saint Realm and automatically becomes Beyonder. This tattoo gives the user an immense talent in the field of refining.
Note: Once the user reaches Beyonder Realm, this talent will be upgraded for Refiner Two Star Tattoo (Purple).
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Emaciated Physique (White): Naturally weak body.
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Dylan was dumbfounded when he read the description. Aside from upgrade points, there are actually talents that could naturally upgrade themselves?
And what's up with curses? Power of curses? To Dylan, aren't curses devilish path? Such a little girl has this kind of demonic force?
'No, that's not right. The power's nature depends on the wielder. A good power can become evil once wielded by a villain and an evil power can become helpful once wielded by a virtuous person.'
"Maria, do you want to become my disciple?"
Dylan didn't hesitate any longer.
Maria, who had swallowed the blood pill, was surprised. "Y-yes!"
Everyone was shocked at this. Why would this mysterious benefactor suddenly decide to take her as his disciple?
Yes, although Dylan wasn't kind-hearted. They knew that he was still their benefactor who saved their life.
As for seizing the body of this little girl? Dylan felt that he had used too many of his soul fragments. He now has a lot of sub-bodies. For now, he wants to play the role of being a master. Why? It's just a whim, and it's also worth investing in the little girl who could wield strange powers like curses.
At his current power level, only the bodies of Great World and Fairy experts could somewhat, slightly, tempt him. For instance, he wants to seize the Abyss Ruler, Azazel's body, and kill the sub-body instantly to acquire the innate talents.
Maybe he would also learn something from her once she becomes proficient in curses.
After all, in his opinion, Azazel was the most talented creature (demon) in this mortal realm. To be able to reach the Asura realm relying on his natural talent.
At this time, something caught Dylan's attention. His gaze penetrated deeper into the walls.
'He's surprisingly here.'