In the silent night, the two figures fled into the deeper darkness.

Huali Street in the South District is said to be under blockade due to the riot, but when Su Mingan stepped into this area, he did not see the patrolling Soul Hunter.

The whole street was empty, not even a lamp, the small shops on both sides closed their doors, and the interior seemed uninhabited. This Huali Street is like a deserted ancient street.

It was as if someone had cleared the site ahead of time and made a special trip to wait for him to come.

Su Mingan walked straight forward and suddenly stopped.

Yamada Machiichi lowered his head and followed him, almost bumping into him.

"how?"

"Come on." Su Mingan looked ahead.

Yamada-cho raised his head.

In the silent darkness in front of him, there was a sudden fluctuation.

The cool breeze of the night runs through this quiet street, and a twisting light and shadow emerges in the center of the street.

Like black fragments spliced ​​together, the man's body gradually became complete like a piece of paper. He lowered the brim of his hat, covered his face with a pure black mask, and his blood-red eyes stood out in the darkness.

"My dear two guests, welcome to the Soul Race headquarters," the man said.

Yamada-choichi was a little nervous.

He didn't know why Su Mingan went straight to Huali Street as soon as he went out, as if he knew that the leader of the soul clan was here. But he understands that this must be the most dangerous area in Praia.

Non-my family, its heart must be different. After all, he and Su Mingan were two human beings, and human beings were considered food for the soul clan. Soul Clan is so driven by hunger and desire, it is difficult to guarantee that this group of guys will remain sane in front of them.

The night wind was blowing by his side, and the shadow of the leaves rustled. He watched the soul clan stretch out his hand, and saw that the surrounding space began to fluctuate.

The fluctuations enveloped the two of them, and it seemed that they were teleporting.

"...It turned out to be an enchantment." Su Mingan understood.

He was a little strange before. If hundreds of soul clans wanted to have a unified leader, they would definitely need to gather regularly.

And even at night, when this group of soul clans gather, it is easy to be discovered.

He had previously thought that this group of soul clan gathered in a place like the underground auditorium, but now it seems that some soul clan also have the ability to control the enchantment.

They erected a large enchantment in the southern area, living in the world inside the enchantment, and only came out to hunt when they were hungry.

...In this case, it is no wonder that Soul Hunter has been unable to completely destroy the Soul Clan.

The surrounding space fluctuated, and the scene in front of Su Mingan changed.

The originally dark and quiet street suddenly changed, as if the tone gradually became brighter, the world gradually dyed, and gradually became brighter.

The dimly lit street lights flashed for a moment, the dusty windowsills were as clean as new, the sound of hustle and bustle was endless, and many "people" suddenly appeared on the empty streets.

They wear colorful clothes, carry lanterns or lanterns, and shuttle through the lively streets. There are couples talking in low voices, mothers holding children, and grandpas standing on the street, smiling and watching all this.

Black birds flew low, and trees with green leaves swayed in the night wind, casting sparse shadows in the light.

——Through the barrier, Su Mingan saw such a lively scene.

The soul clan who led the way put down their hands and looked at them.

"Guest, welcome to the gathering place of the Soul Clan headquarters, Huali Street, South District." The man said with a chuckle.

When Yamada-cho saw this scene, he was dumbfounded.

"These..." His fingers pointed at the group of people strolling around the night market: "...all of them are soul clans?"

"Of course." The man led them forward.

Seemingly smelling the smell of human beings, the people on the street turned their heads in an instant, blood red clinging to their eyes, as if they were very eager for Su Ming'an and Yamada Choichi who were walking in the middle of the street.

But seeing the man leading the way in front of the two, neither of them moved.

Yamada-cho glanced at a little girl who was jumping with rubber bands, and her mouth couldn't close.

"The guest seems to be confused?" the man asked as he walked.

"Of course." Yamada Machichi said, "If you don't look at the color of your eyes, this group of people is completely indistinguishable from the human inhabitants of Praia."

"Yes, there is no difference." The man smiled gently.

He raised his hand, greeted an old lady who was stepping on a sewing machine, and then turned his head and said softly, "...then what do you think the difference should be?"

Yamada-cho was speechless for a moment.

He is a soul hunter. Since Captain Su Ming'an didn't take them on a mission, he could only find a mission to do it himself.

On this day, he saw some soul clans.

But those soul clans are all blood-stained, almost so hungry that they are irrational, and they will pounce upon seeing human beings, and they are no different from beasts.

He saw them as monsters, as a source of experience, and never saw this race as an equal creature.

but now……

He actually saw a group of soul clans that were almost indistinguishable from humans.

There are men and women, old and young, and they have a complete social structure. Although the street is not long, it seems that there are only two or three hundred soul clans, but they also form a small order of life.

"There is no difference, and there should be no difference." The man raised his hands, his voice sounded excited: "Except for feeding on humans, there should be no difference between us. The soul race should not be a race dominated by hunger and desire, Humans are not meant to be food, we could have lived in harmony."

He said, his tone rose a little, as if he was telling the idea he firmly believed: "We can also cry, laugh, and feel emotions. If we don't eat, we will be hungry, if we are injured, we will hurt, and if we are killed, we will die."

"We love and hate, and we have family and friends."

"We live in this world, and we also want to live in peace, without having to fight for life and death with others all day long, without having to hide in the barrier, and see the sun like a mouse."

"...We should have no difference, and we won't be enemies." He stopped his words, and then sighed softly:

"But humans never let us go."

Yamada-machi frowned slightly.

After all, in his view, these people walking on the streets really look no different from the residents of Praia.

He glanced at Su Ming'an, originally thinking that this person would argue with this Soul Race man.

But Su Ming'an didn't speak, just quietly walked aside.

...until the two came to a market.

Yamada-cho stopped for a while.

He was a little shocked by the sight in front of him.

This market is not actually a place to sell vegetables and meat.

The iron cages were filled with people.

living human beings.

They were bound with limbs, shrunk in iron cages like balls, and their mouths were glued with tape, and they could only make a "uuuuu" sound. The sound of the body colliding with the iron cage was a bit dull, and this kind of sound was everywhere in the market.

At a cursory glance, the number of iron cages is not less than fifty.

He even saw an unclothed human woman inside, lying on the inside like a livestock, for the walking soul clan to choose, and then like a dog, the soul clan led the chain away.

He watched this scene in shock, and then heard Su Ming'an laugh next to him.

"...This is what you call 'no difference'." Su Ming'an said.

"No, in fact, we are not different from human beings." The man responded: "What I said is not wrong - if you go to the west side of Praia and go to those slave markets, you will know that human beings are Do the same thing as us. Some of them even cut off the limbs of our compatriots to make ornaments... And what is even more unimaginable to me is that they even buy and sell human beings just like them - they are more than We are more cruel."

Su Mingan knew that the man was right.

As early as when he first arrived in Praia, he met a tavern that bought and sold people. The slave trade in Praia must be rampant, but he did not go to the trading venue on the spot.

He watched the scene of the slave trade, and saw the sellers and men greeted enthusiastically, saying hello like "you are here".

Men seem to have a high status here.

The sellers were not surprised when they saw the two humans following behind the man. It seems that humans are often caught here.

The man continued to step forward, and then entered a circular building.

"Su Ming'an..." As soon as Yamada approached him, he lowered his voice: "I feel like this place is too dangerous."

"Aren't you coming?" Su Mingan said.

"No, it's true, but it's too..." Yamada Choichi glanced at the blood-covered humans in the iron cage.

Humans are universally empathetic.

When they see beings like them in misery, they step in and feel miserable for it.

Yamada Machiichi originally thought that the leader of the Soul Clan was like the Soul Clan he had seen, hiding in the ground like a mouse. Even if there were subordinates around him, the number would not be large. If the transaction failed, he would be able to run away with props.

But now it seems...

This turned out to be a city composed of soul clans.

There is even an enchantment barrier with Praia.

Perhaps the two stayed in place for too long, and the man who entered the door turned back.

Under the pure black mask, there were a pair of eyes with a little playfulness.

"What's the matter, my guest, what are you doing standing at the door?" He smiled and said, "Come in, we can talk about some things later."

Su Mingan walked in.

After hesitating for a moment, Yamada-cho walked in.

Even though he knew it was dangerous here, he couldn't turn back.

Entering this barrier is equivalent to boarding a pirate ship. In such a city ruled by the soul clan, he, a human being, could only take a step by step.

"Whoa-"

As soon as he stepped into the building, he heard bursts of extremely high screams.

The cheers came out like a splash of water, and the warm yellow lights inside seemed a bit dazzling.

Yamada-cho squinted his eyes and saw that they seemed to be in the auditorium on a high platform, with a colosseum-like venue below. A brilliant light shaded the top of the rotunda, illuminating the blood remaining in the Colosseum below.

A human wearing a thin shirt is fighting with another human being in the field. They are holding sharp blades, and blood is spilled on the sand in the field. The two of them have been killed.

The auditorium in the outer ring was filled with cheering soul clans.

"kill him--"

"Kill him!"

"Little Al! I bet on you! Don't let me down—"

The soul clan cheered loudly, their blood-red eyes lit up.

They are generally dressed in gorgeous clothes like aristocrats, and many female spirits have hairpins on their heads and fans in their hands, looking quite ladylike.

Such a scene, it seems, is completely no different from the arena on the human side.

It's just that the people who watched other people's life-and-death struggles like watching a play changed from human to soul.

Approaching the brightly lit gladiatorial arena from the night, Yamada Machiichi's eyes still couldn't get used to it. He glanced at the audience seats and was shocked by the number of soul clans.

... definitely no less than two hundred people.

Soul Hunter's information clearly stated. The number of soul clans cannot exceed a thousand.

But now it seems that there may be more than this number in a city of soul clans in the southern district.

If these people regard him as an enemy, they will pounce at the same time in the next moment...

Yamada-choichi felt that this step was too dangerous.

It seemed that he should not have come to see the leader of the Soul Clan so soon, he underestimated the strength of the Soul Clan.

The man was still walking ahead, leading them into a private room.

The private room is very large, with fruits and red wine on the table, and under the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass in front, you can clearly see the scene of the arena below.

The cheers of the audience came in through the glass, and a smell of blood and frenzy surrounded the arena.

"Want to try it? Praia's best drink." The man poured the wine with his body, his posture was very elegant, and with the black and white dress like a waiter, he looked like a qualified butler.

"I don't drink." Su Mingan said.

"I...I don't drink either." Yamada Machi immediately followed. He watched the man pour the wine~lightnovelpub.net~ and suddenly moved his nose and smelled something wrong.

……etc.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

The man raised his glass, the scarlet liquid slid down the glass, and the blood-red eyes behind the mask stared at Yamada Machiichi, revealing an aggressive meaning.

Yamada-choichi has already smelled it.

It wasn't any red wine at all.

That scarlet liquid was clearly blood, human blood.

A touch of blood floated in the air, and the transparent glass wine glass shone with a golden reflection.

The man put down his wine glass and took his seat amid the sound of fighting and cheers below, as if he wanted to watch the gladiatorial fight here.

"This gentleman." Yamada-cho said, "We are here to find the leader of the soul clan."

"Well, I know." The man said with a smile, "Sit first, dear guest, you can talk about anything now."

He slowly raised his hand, and pressed his well-knotted hand on the pure black mask.

When he put down his hands, he had already taken off his mask and top hat, revealing a handsome face that looked extraordinarily young and pale.

The golden hair hangs down on his full forehead, and the lights flicker in his blood-red eyes, and the eyes that look over have some deep meaning.

"Introduce yourself." The man said, "I am the leader of the Praia Soul Clan, the leader of the Soul Clan City, and the upper-ranking Soul Clan Sevia."

Then, instead of looking at Yamada Choichi, he turned his attention to Su Ming'an.

"Long time no see." He said, "...Father."

...

At this moment, Yamada Machi suddenly wanted to escape.

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