My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 80 Blood Cup Leader

Entering the fragment this time was very different from the past, and no prompts appeared.

Jules felt his mind was a little confused, as if he was trapped in a distant dream.

There is nothing in the dream but darkness.

However, in the darkness, there seemed to be a crack shaped like a wound opening up.

Through the crack, he vaguely saw something wriggling.

It is deeper than darkness, yet smooth and shining like a gem.

He stared at the object, and for some reason, he felt disgusted. He reached out his hand and crushed it.

Although the worm-like thing was crushed, it did not seem to be completely dead. It just rolled and wailed in the darkness.

It seems that even the concept of death does not exist in it.

[Hidden Elements Collection: Complete the Ripper's Obsession]

[Current Secret History Integration Degree: 100%]

It was not until the prompt sounded that Jules, who was deep in his dream, suddenly woke up.

At this moment, as he woke up, this fragment of the Sixth History that had returned briefly suddenly shattered.

[The Sixth Historical Fragment: Jack the Ripper Disintegrates and is Completely Lost]

[Currently remaining fragments of the Sixth History: The Shadow over Innsmouth (unfinished), Boule de Suif (unfinished)]

After returning to reality, Jules shook his head to wake himself up from his drowsy state.

"What's going on?" He frowned, savoring the previous feeling.

The feeling was very strange - he seemed to have been temporarily elevated to a higher-dimensional existence, looking at the world from a completely different perspective.

Unfortunately, before I had time to experience it for long, this fragment of the Sixth History collapsed.

"Ritual... Why did a ritual suddenly appear to summon the fragments of the Sixth History? And, I also took advantage of it to complete the Ripper's obsession?"

He suddenly had a guess.

Perhaps, the one who performed the ceremony was the "Ripper".

Yule subconsciously wanted to run to hurry up, but just as he started moving, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, causing him to half-kneel on the ground, his face pale.

"The heart injury is worsening... We can't delay any longer."

……

The centipede slowly cut open the old earl's abdominal cavity, and when he saw the contents, his eyes froze slightly.

All the internal organs were intact, only the stomach was missing.

He shook off the blood on the tip of the knife and said indifferently:

"Tell me where the stomach is hidden. It's one of the most important ritual materials for your Blood Cup Cult."

Hearing this, the old earl turned his head with difficulty.

His body could no longer move—the four sharp knives acted as shackles, piercing his limbs and digging deep into the ground, pinning him in place.

On the side, there were a few "dead" but still wriggling worms curled up, covered with fresh saliva.

The old earl licked his dry lips and said:
"The Blood Cup Cult exists in name only. There is no point in you pursuing this object."

The centipede's eyes were cold and he said:

"I don't think so—tell me, where did the Blood Cup leader who led the massacre of the Red Cup bloodline go?"

The old earl remained calm:
"The leader died a long time ago."

Centipede said calmly:

"Oh? Really? But the bureau recently received news that the leader has reappeared, and he should have come to see you, right?"

Seeing the old earl's eyes evading, his face turned cold:

"Now, if you answer well, you may die with honor, and the Wellington family bloodline may continue."

The old count stared at the centipede and said nonchalantly:
"Don't be so hypocritical. The Wellington family's bloodline was already extinct in the previous ceremony."

"Ah……"

Hearing this, the centipede laughed softly:
"You should have two more illegitimate children like Carl Hockley, right? They are not in the manor, and for you, they should be your only legacy in the world."

The old earl fell silent for a while, and then he said hoarsely:

"How do you know that?"

"Although there are a lot of useless people in the Anti-Suppression Bureau, there must be some people who work, right?" Centipede said with a smile.

The threat in the words is self-evident.

The old count felt beads of sweat trickling down his graying temples and into his mouth, a taste that was salty and slightly bitter.

He closed his eyes and said weakly:

"Okay, I'll tell you. If you want to know anything, you can ask."

He finally compromised.

The centipede stared at the old earl and said calmly:

"Why did the Blood Cup Cult Leader suddenly reappear?"

"He only faked his death back then, and the reason he showed up this time is because he made a deal with the Red Cup to kill someone carrying the symbol of the wave for him." The old earl responded calmly.

"Chibei doesn't care that his own bloodline was massacred?"

"They are just descendants separated by countless generations. Who knows how many there are in this world... He naturally won't care." When saying this, the old earl's eyes were cold.

Obviously, he put himself in the situation.

The centipede stared at the old earl for a while and said:

"So, where's your stomach?"

He stared at the old earl with an extremely sharp look in his eyes.

"Stomach……"

The old earl was silent for a long time, and the centipede became a little impatient, then he slowly said:

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be in Innsmouth, Ireland now."

Innsmouth? The centipede pondered for a moment and said:

"What does the cultist want with your stomach?"

The old earl coughed and said:

"I don't know, but I guess it has something to do with the ascension ceremony."

That Blood Cup Sect Leader has already stepped on the threshold of ascension? Centipede couldn't help but frown.

This is not good news.

The transition from level six to level seven is a chasm on the road to transcendence. Once one has crossed this step and successfully advanced, one can be called an "immortal."

On top of this, they went a step further, their names were so etched into the symbols of the occult that their true names became powerful, and so they became known as "the Named Ones."

You know, the reason why the Anti-Suppression Bureau can stand firm is because it relies on the support of the immortals behind it!

He gazed at the old count:
"Last question, why did the worms appear?"

After hearing this question, the old earl frowned.

"I don't know. This wasn't planned. I wasn't supposed to be resurrected like this."

"However, I can remind you of one thing: it's very likely that someone in your Suppression Bureau has been secretly infected by the worm."

The centipede's eyes darkened instantly:
"how you said that?"

If Mansu and the waking world represent order, then the worms represent absolute chaos!
The appearance of worm traces is definitely not a good sign.

There's a famous theory that goes, "By the time you discover one cockroach in the house, there are actually thousands of them hiding in the dark." The same goes for worms.

Their existence is extremely secretive, and they can infect people through the mind and dreams. After being hunted to the end, they can even travel through history to escape the hunt. They are the enemy of all living things.

The old earl coughed again, and his energy and spirit were visibly weakened. It was obvious that he would die soon.

But he still insisted and said:

"When I was parasitized by the worm, I sensed a similar aura nearby."

"...I understand, thank you." The centipede slowly stood up.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so cooperative."

The old earl laughed bitterly and said:
"I just hope my two children can be spared."

"As long as they are willing to be monitored by the Anti-Suppression Bureau and refrain from using the Invisible Technique again, I will naturally keep my promise."

Hearing this, the old earl closed his eyes peacefully, and his murmur gradually faded:

"Okay, okay..."

The life of a generation of earl came to an end.

Looking at the old earl's corpse, the centipede suddenly laughed.

"The Ripper's last crime, the victim, the Earl of Wellington..."

He limped out of the cellar, leaving behind only deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)