The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Chapter 114

“According to this book, whoever owns this token can control the life of any member of the Cruor’s Sect……” Jacob swept his finger across the book and the token. He raised his eyebrows. “Is it applicable to a powerful and talented person like you too?”

Victoria’s face turned pale. She asked solemnly, “Did you really destroy the Cruor Sect?”

An indiscernible look flashed across Jacob’s eyes. “Did you study the whole day today? I shall now give you two minutes to contact whoever you want.”

After a long moment of silence, Victoria took a deep breath and took her phone out.

Two minutes had passed. She had made three calls, but none of them was answered. She put her phone down and said, “Nobody answered…”

Jacob tapped his fingers lightly on the table. A glint of light flashed across Jacob’s eyes as he said, “Can you answer my question now?”

Victoria asked blankly, “What question?”

“Why didn’t the puppets kill themselves?” He frowned. “Don’t make me repeat myself for the third time.”

“There is no reason for that. I just did not want them to kill themselves.” Victoria looked dazed. It was as if she had lost her soul.

“You just did not want them to kill themselves?” Jacob was doubtful.

After pondering for a moment, he said coldly, “Then you may die now.”

Die?

Victoria trembled. A glint of hope suddenly appeared from her eyes. “The Cruor Sect is gone. I don’t want to die!”

Jacob leaned into her with his upper body. The look in his eyes was stern as he spoke fiercely. “I have destroyed the Cruor Sect. You are Cruor Sect’s best disciple, so you must die too!”

“I don’t want to die!” Victoria shook her head. “The head of Cruor Sect had taught me a lot, but he had also taken my life away. Now that there is no Cruor Sect, I’m free!”

Jacob glanced at her coldly. “You want me to let you go?”

Victoria lowered her head slowly. “I beg you!”

He picked up the Cruor Token on the table and played for it for a while. Then he spoke faintly, “You can exchange your freedom for life.”

Victoria’s body trembled. A red flame seemed visible in her eyes.

A gust of wind blew gently at them. It was as if a mother was calling her child to come home and have dinner.

Victoria slowly released her tightly clenched hands. She said bitterly, “I don’t want to die.”

“Great.” Jacob looked indifferent. “Take out one part of Cruor Spirit.”

Jacob’s request took away the last glimmer of hope in Victoria’s heart. Her eyebrows twitched wildly.

A glowing red thread escaped from her eyebrows under the dim sky. Jacob reached out his hand.

As soon as he got near it, the glowing red thread slipped into the token. From now on, Victoria’s life was in the hands of whoever held the Cruor Token.

Her face turned pale and her lips had no color too. She stared at the token that had made countless disciples lost their life. She smiled bitterly.

She had tried to hide for so long. But the situation just seemed worse!

Jacob put away the token and spoke before he left.

“Tomorrow morning. At Harleyale Senior High’s second and third classes. Come for registration.” A glint of light flashed across Victoria’s eyes.

Suddenly, she spotted the Cruor’s Bible on the table. She exclaimed in surprise. “You have forgotten the bible!” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Someone will come and take it.” Another voice sounded from the corner of the alley.

The next second later, a dark figure passed by Victoria. Before she could catch a clear glimpse of that figure, the bible was gone.

Victoria was stunned.