I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 499, page 2.1-26: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
The crimson moonlight shone on the silent earth, the blood-red hue almost staining it with an aura of slaughter.

From the ruins of the town came the crisp sound of bones clashing and...

The sounds of intense fighting.

Bertias watched the two locked in a fierce battle with a complicated expression, his blue-gray eyes glancing at the skeleton legion wandering in the ruins of the town.

They acted as if they didn't see the three living creatures at all; no matter how violent their actions were, they couldn't elicit the slightest reaction from them.

"Can't see non-humans?" Bertias frowned, puzzled.

If that's the case, then what exactly is the reason for their large-scale appearance here?

Bertias is the product of a failed genetic experiment, neither human nor fish. Because he is not human, he is somewhat affected. Because he is not a mermaid, the effects of the Blood Moon on him are still within a tolerable range. It can only be said that he turned misfortune into blessing.

Compared to him, the other two pure-blooded races fared much worse, but fortunately there were no humans here, otherwise they would probably be dead beyond any doubt.

The moment he saw the king's face, Bertias knew it was a dragon. After all, the features were so obvious that only a fool wouldn't recognize it. Although he didn't know why the king of this dynasty would be a dragon.

"Isn't tonight a little too long..." Bertias murmured, looking up at the crimson moon in the sky.

They awaited the arrival of dawn, but only endless darkness and the crimson color that shrouded the earth filled them with fear and despair.

Mu Yegui stopped what he was doing and said softly, "They are looking for something."

The king snorted and said, "If I had known what they were looking for, I wouldn't have come here."

Bertias watched them suddenly move in an orderly fashion in a certain direction, paused for a moment, and said, "They've started to move."

"Over there... it seems to be Sematil City, a very special large commercial city." Wang narrowed his golden vertical pupils and said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shone down, dispelling the darkness and fear.

“It’s dawn,” Bertias sighed softly.

"Let's go back. Come with me to the temple to find that reclusive holy son who never leaves his house. I want to ask him why he didn't report the Blood Moon incident." Without waiting for their reply, the king flew towards the capital.

Mu Yegui looked up at the sky, which had long since disappeared and was now just a patch of azure blue, and said, "I can't fly. You can wait here."

"What do you think?" Bertias asked solemnly.

"It's probably because we were given some kind of instruction, and the mastermind isn't here, or maybe even far away. The current plot development has far exceeded what the murals describe. I have a guess that perhaps we've arrived at not the replica of the events depicted in the murals, but the real history."

However, a discrepancy has arisen between history and the future, preventing a proper connection; otherwise, we wouldn't have been specifically chosen to overthrow this dynasty. It's likely someone is preventing this from happening behind the scenes, or even attempting something. However, Lanlos definitely knows about this.

"Lanlos?" Could it be what he's thinking...?

"The Holy Son of the Temple, and also the true name of the future Sloth," Mu Yegui said slowly. Bertias gave Mu Yegui a deep look, but he didn't speak. He simply turned and walked towards the capital.

Although I'm very curious about the relationship between Mu Yegui and Qi Zui, it's obviously not the time to ask now. Let's get along well while we're still allies. Once we become enemies, it will be truly impossible to make amends.

"Aren't you curious?" Mu Yegui asked softly as she walked beside him.

"If you're curious, will you tell me?" Bertias chuckled and asked.

"Yes, there's nothing to hide, it's just the truth. And Bell is smart, he knows how to distinguish between friend and foe." Because he knew that Bellias was a very rational person who could distinguish the situation clearly, and because he knew that even if Bellias knew, he wouldn't resist, because the facts wouldn't change.

Bertias chuckled softly, self-deprecatingly saying, "You flatter me too much." He wasn't that good; he just knew exactly what he was supposed to do.

Even if they know that Mu Yegui has a good relationship with their enemy, Qi Zui, what can they do?

At least Mu Yegui did not openly betray them, which is helpful to them at present, and the benefits outweigh the drawbacks, so it doesn't matter.

Because Mu Yegui is of great value, more so than anyone else, he would not do anything to harm Mu Yegui, that's all.

"It might be just my guess, but I might actually be related to Duke Shel the Arrogant by blood, and perhaps even knew the Seven Deadly Sins ten thousand years ago. I have a rough guess, but it hasn't been confirmed yet. Bell, maybe we really will become enemies in the future. Should we defect to the enemy then?"

Bertias raised an eyebrow slightly and said bluntly, "If defecting to the enemy can achieve the goal, I have no objection."

"What is Bell's purpose?" Mu Yegui tilted his head and asked softly.

"I guess it's to get rid of this body that I loathe so much. It's neither human nor mermaid, it's really disgusting." Bertias glanced at Mu Yegui and said helplessly.

“If that’s all, I can help you right now.” Mu Yegui paused, his cool silver eyes quietly watching Bertias’s back as he spoke slowly.

Bertias took a few steps forward and stopped, turning back to look at Mu Yegui. Suddenly, she felt that she looked very much like Mu Yin.

“Eat my flesh and blood, and assimilate into Samuro, but you must endure the pain of your entire body being completely transformed. Lin Ya only filled the missing gene chains for him, that doesn’t count. As far as I know, there have never been more than three beings who have successfully transformed into Samuro.” Fish was one of them.

"So that means there are successful cases?" Bertias chuckled.

"The probability of success is no more than 0.001%. Most of the time, it's because their bodies are not up to par, and they are blown to pieces by that force. But once they succeed, their power increases exponentially."

"But if that's the case, your genetic code belongs to me. In other words, you possess my genetic code and cannot harbor any hostile thoughts towards me, while I can easily kill you—though killing you would have been easy anyway."

After all, this is not Samuro's proper way of reproduction; it can only be considered as creating clones or servants under special circumstances.

Occasionally, there are times when Samuros are too lazy to hunt for food themselves, and in these cases, a servant or clone is needed to do the job. Thus, this method of reproduction has emerged dramatically.

“I will think about this carefully,” Bertias said softly, his blue-gray eyes darkening slightly.

(End of this chapter)