"…I have told you everything I know…."
So Salgui mumbled with a blank expression.
His eyes were vacant, and white foam dribbled from his mouth.
Baek Su-ryong stared at him, lost in thought. 'If I leave him like this, he will become an idiot.' Yet, he felt no pity.
Among the things So Salgui had said was that under the orders of the Blood Cult, children were kidnapped, and the village of the fire refugees was slaughtered for the sake of demonic experiments.
"Great One, please place me at the forefront of conquering the martial world. I will become your sword and slay the enemies, offering their still-beating hearts to you…."
So Salgui, now driven mad, licked Baek Su-ryong's shoes.
Baek Su-ryong looked down at the back of his head with an expressionless face. 'Those Blood Cult bastards.
Their skills may not be as good as before, but they have become more secretive and cruel.
Moreover, they are recklessly practicing forbidden demonic arts.' It was likely a method to quickly gain power in a short time.
Baek Su-ryong thought that perhaps the Blood Cult's rampage was not as far off as he had imagined.