Chapter 254: The Unobtainable Person

"Damn it, the item was already in hand yet it was snatched away!"

Rylan, no, now he must be called Sylvain.

Sylvain crushed the ceramic cup in his hand, the shards slicing into his hand making blood flow profusely, but he acted as if he did not know it.

The Lion clan beastman hurriedly knelt down, lifting his mate’s bleeding hand, carefully removing each ceramic shard: "You calm down first, let me see how your hand is..."

Sylvain abruptly snatched his hand back: "Who exactly ruined my plan?!"

The beastman who came to deliver the news prostrated on the ground, his voice trembling slightly:

"Those two people are not people of the Western continent. That is a married couple, heard they just appeared nearly two months ago, currently staying at the Black Scale tribe. In the letter it said, the Black Scale tribe people call them Divine Envoys..."

Sylvain’s bleeding hand suddenly trembled. He stepped back half a step, bumped into the chair’s armrest, slumping down.

Deep within his soul, a familiar fear crawled up. That feeling of being chained amidst the demonic aura swamp, filth seeping into every muscle fiber, agonizing for more than a hundred thousand years - just thinking about it made his whole body turn freezing cold.

"Those two people..." He breathed weakly: "When did those two people come over here? How could it be so fast?"

The five beastmen looked at each other, no one dared to answer.

Sylvain took a deep breath: "Forget it, not having it is also fine. Accelerate the pollution progress, we must awaken Him before they chase up to here."

He slightly raised his hand, a crystal resembling a water drop, having an ivory white color like the moonlight color floating on his hand. One-third of the crystal was already infected with a black color.

The Lion clan beastman placed a hand on his heart’s location, taking out a crystal having a similar shape to the crystal Sylvain was holding in his hand. This crystal a few months ago still had a pure blue color, yet now it was dyed a pitch-black color like ink water, on top even having a few threads of black aura hovering around.

Even though he knew he himself was utilized by Sylvain as a container for the Ice God’s Heart, this Lion clan beastman completely did not complain, on the contrary even willingly endured the filthy aura’s invasion to nourish the key in Sylvain’s stead.

The five beastmen all attentively surrounded Sylvain, helping him bandage the wound, coaxing to make him happy. Only one person remained standing still motionless, his eyes looking down not knowing what he was thinking.

Sylvain pushed those five people away, standing up pulling that beastman towards himself. This person was exactly the former City Lord of Beast City, Vincent.

"Vincent, what opinion do you exactly have about me huh? I am already like this yet still not enough to attract your eyes?"

Sylvain had fused with his fourth soul fragment since a few months ago, his appearance or aura now could be said to be so beautiful that heaven and earth even felt incomparable.

However, this beastman named Vincent had never shown infatuation with him like the other people, even though he proactively seduced Vincent, this guy was not the slightest bit moved.

Vincent lowered his eyes looking at Sylvain, in the depth of his eyes was a patch of tranquility like an autumn water pond. Sylvain gritted his teeth tightly, pushing Vincent away. Feeling it was not enough, he even extended his leg kicking Vincent tumbling down below the steps.

"You get lost for me, never appear before my face again!"

Saying that he pulled the remaining five beastmen into the inner room, using fleshly joy to suppress the fear in his heart.

Vincent lay on the ground, his hands clenched tightly, a bit of unclear affection flashing past the depth of his eyes. A moment later, seemingly unable to bear hearing the obscene sounds transmitting out anymore, he stood up, transformed into his beast form running deep into the forest.

On the other side, Kaelen and Sane had brought the entire Peafowl clan back to the Black Scale tribe.

Jesse immediately ordered people to clear out the storage sheds, spread straw, boil hot water. The old Black Scale tribe Priest rolled up his sleeves rushing into the injured people’s place, bandaging while yelling at the group of students running to fetch medicine.

The other people cooked grain porridge, meat porridge, helping care for the cubs.

Although lacking beastmen, everything was extremely orderly, only one matter making Kaelen feel annoyed.

Since stepping through the tribe gate, wherever he went people knelt down there. He supported this person up then that person had knelt down, supporting endlessly unable to finish, ultimately having to ignore it.

"Lord Divine Envoy, you eat this."

"Lord Divine Envoy, you sit up here to be soft."

"Lord Divine Envoy..."

Kaelen had a headache, pulling Jesse to a corner: "You tell everyone to help me, I am not a Deity. I am only an ordinary Priest."

Jesse bowed his head, answering very obediently: "Yes, I will say it."

Having finished speaking he turned away, conveniently telling someone to bring another animal skin mattress to the place the Lord Priest was sitting.

Kaelen: "..."

Sane sat beside holding his belly laughing. Ignis in Kaelen’s embrace also giggled endlessly. Kaelen lightly pinched the boy’s nose, reprimanding lovingly: "You heartless thing of our family, Papa is in a difficult situation yet you still laugh."

Sane leaned his head close beside the father and son, his finger pointing at the red stone on the kid’s chest, saying:

"It seems it is because of this thing therefore Ignis was thrown to the Western continent amidst the freezing snowy weather by that guy."

Kaelen nodded, lifting the Fire God’s Heart on Ignis’s neck, examining it carefully. He sighed:

"The reason the Golden Peafowl clan beastmen suddenly recovered from the mad beast disease is because the Fire God’s Heart suppressed the demonic seeds in their bodies. Ignis saved them a life but they were also attacked exactly because of Ignis."

Sane said in a deep voice: "It seems these years and months of punishment have made Sylvain fearful. With his ability, he could completely come snatch the Fire God’s Heart back himself, but he deliberately took a detour like that."

"It could also be so, but I lean more towards him having the purpose of wanting to pollute the Fire God’s Heart." Kaelen tilted his head: "You tell me, if a whole clan is annihilated because of a child not sharing the same bloodline, will they hate? Or suppose a whole clan sheltering oneself is implicated because of oneself, will that child consequently fall? Especially that child is also a Deity not yet awakening his memories, if the Divine Blood power riots once, then the Western continent at this moment is truly resentment soaring to the sky."

Sane narrowed his eyes: "His tricks are still despicable like that."

"Now except for the Golden Peafowl clan, all beastmen on the Western continent have become his puppets already. We want to catch him, fear it is a bit difficult... First let’s just give birth to the youngest child first."

Sane looked down at his mate’s clearly protruding belly, frowning:

"Why is your belly so big, looking exactly like the time being pregnant with the oldest three?"

"I checked already, there is only one egg. Generally, perhaps it absorbed too much demonic aura down at the bottom of the Abyss of Death?"

The couple guessed blindly, ultimately unable to guess anything so they had to ignore it.

There were still two months left before giving birth, this time taking advantage of establishing a teleportation array to Crimson was better. A few days ago Sage Solomon had called, saying he had successfully researched the anchor point at the Crimson Shrine already.

However, human calculation was not equal to heaven’s calculation, the Demon God in Kaelen’s belly was fundamentally not a kid liking to follow common sense.

A month later, right when Kaelen had just exhausted his mental power to successfully reinforce the anchor point, that brat immediately demanded to crawl outside...