I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

knock knock!

"Come in." A dry and hoarse voice sounded.

The door to the dark room was opened, and a man with long silver-purple hair entered.

"grown ups."

At the innermost part, hidden in the darkness, Pasak, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and his blood-red pupils emitted a terrifying light.

He turned his back to the man who entered the room and asked in a light tone, "Rowan hasn't come back yet?"

Luo Ke leaned forward slightly, with a strand of hair falling by his ear. Unlike the outspoken Luo Wen, Luo Ke, as the younger brother, has always been introverted and transparent.

His brother's brilliance overshadowed this equally gifted genius. Everyone knew the name Rowan, but few knew of the existence of Rowe.

He is like Rowan's shadow. Wherever Rowan appears, his figure will not be seen.

"My brother hasn't come back yet."

After he finished speaking, Pasak started coughing violently. Luo Ke was already accustomed to this kind of scene, so he stood where he was and maintained the same action as before.

After Pathak finished coughing, he continued, "Since he can't come back in time, you will be in charge of preparing the sacrifice!"

Luo Ke's eyes moved slightly, and finally he just nodded slightly, "Yes, sir."

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Pathak.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Ke paused, "Do you have any other instructions?"

Pathak said meaningfully: "Do your job well. If you make a mistake again, think about your people!"

This is a warning and also a threat!

Luo Ke's pupils shrank, and he immediately knelt on one knee, "I will never make the same mistake a second time!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Pasak covered his mouth and raised his other hand. "Okay, go now."

"Yes." Luo Ke stood up and left, and the door of the dark room closed again.

Even though Luo Ke is not as talented as his brother, he is also a rare talent. However, he has never been valued by Pasak. The main reason is that he is not ruthless enough and not obedient enough.

What Pasak wants is a puppet who only obeys him, but Rocko can't abandon his humanity like Rowan did.

In fact, knowing that his brother was weak, Rowan was also taking his brother's feelings into consideration. He could do most of the bloody tasks and would never let Luo Ke get involved.

Perhaps he also understood the sin involved and did not want this blood-related relative to become a butcher like him.

But they have something that is hard to give up, their tribe and blood, and they must obey Pasak's orders.

Perhaps during these long years, Rowan had already accepted his fate. Wasn't it just being ordered around and enslaved?

They gained far more than they lost.

Standing on the corridor, Luo Ke looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, holding the scabbard tightly in his right hand.

Luo Ke didn't like the flamboyance of Luo Wen. The pure black and simple scabbard only had simple cloud patterns, just as introverted as he was.

"Brother, when will you come back?"

Accustomed to his brother's protection, Luo Ke found it difficult to accept such a task again.

He looked down at his toes. His pure white boots were spotless. After standing there for a while, he seemed to accept his fate and walked forward.

The Yue Ling clan seems to be in great glory, but in fact they are no different from puppets.

Luo Ke didn't want to have such a scenery.

In the dark room, Pasak coughed up a large pool of sticky and smelly blood, and cracks began to appear on the skin all over his body. The torn flesh was not red, but black, and smelled fishy and unpleasant, like the smell of a sewer.

It started with the cheeks, then the neck, and gradually spread to the whole body.

Taking a deep breath, Pathak smoothed the cracks on his hands and said, "It seems that this body can't hold on for much longer."

His blood-red eyes gradually deepened, as if they could drip blood. Pasak's voice was filled with undisguised anger, and his murderous aura made the dark room even darker.

"Sivers! How dare you plot against me!" The sound of skin tearing, accompanied by the crackling of bones, echoed in the room. The angry voice shook the furnishings in the room.

"I will crush you sooner or later!"

The damage caused by overusing the power of foresight has exhausted this body. To solve the current trouble, either sacrifice the goddess of the present time, or...

The latter would cost much more than the former, which was why Pathak had been hesitant.

If Rowan fails to bring the goddess, Pasak can only choose the latter as the second best option.

…………

Cedric's Mansion.

Su Tang was drawing on the picture with a pen, sighing all the time. Cedric, who was sitting opposite her, was resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought.

"Hmm? Are you listening to me? I've been to almost all the elders' houses, and even most of the buildings that are not open to the public, but I still can't find that damn key!"

Cedric just replied indifferently, "Got it."

This attitude made Su Tang even more dissatisfied. "Why don't you ask that damn beast god? What does that thing look like? Where is it? Give us a more accurate location, so that we don't have to work so hard!"

Cedric propped his chin up and rolled his eyes to look at her, "If I could have asked, I would have asked a long time ago."

They lowered their eyes to look at the circled drawings on the table. Most of the areas were crossed out, and only a small part had not been explored yet.

These are places that are extremely difficult to enter and exit.

Su Tang was a little discouraged. "Do we really have to go to Pasak Mansion?"

Pasak's partner had passed away long ago, there were no women in the mansion, and they never held banquets or anything like that. Besides that, it was also one of the most heavily guarded places.

Pasak's strength is unfathomable now, which is why Cedric is unwilling to confront him directly.

"No rush, just wait."

"Wait? Are we waiting for him to leave Bright City?"

What could possibly make the First Elder take action? Su Tang couldn't think of it.

Cedric frowned impatiently, his eyes still empty, no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing him like this, Su Tang lost the desire to continue chatting and got up and left.

Fanta was about to go in with the tea when she saw Su Tang slam the door and walk out. She blurted out, "What happened?"

"Ask your master. He always gets distracted when you talk to him. I don't know what he's doing!"

Fenta frowned, opened the door and went into the study. After placing the tea on the table, Cedric still looked absent-minded.

"Master?" He called several times before Cedric came back to his senses and looked at him.

"Is something wrong?"

"Are you okay?"

Cedric shook his head. "Nothing. Just thinking about some past events."

Looking at Fanta sitting upright, Cedric's distant memories came to his mind. It was a rainy night with heavy rain.

Wailing sounds rang out, and blood mixed with rain water dyed a large area of ​​land red. Everything was gray and only a personal figure could be seen.

"Owner?"

Cedric suddenly came back to his senses. As his memory was unlocked, he would always think of the past unconsciously.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, maybe I'm too tired recently."