Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2602: Chapter 1230: Deadly Game · Continuation (VI) - The Road to Survival

After making a simple statement, the group didn’t waste any more time and immediately set off.

Moving much faster than when they came in, Motan and the others returned to the upper level in less than five minutes. During this time, Mei Fu fell into a slight frenzy again. Although she didn’t attack her ’own people’ nearby, she killed all the unconscious guards on the ground.

Sharp wooden spikes burst from the ground, penetrating one heart after another in quick and silent succession with Mei Fu’s light steps, causing no pain to the victims.

Motan and Fourteen, who were walking at the forefront, remained silent, making no comment on the one-sided massacre until they left the dark, damp stone steps and stopped after returning to the upper level.

According to the ’plan,’ Fourteen, Mei Fu, and Haru would part ways here, each meeting up with the gladiators who had gained their freedom ahead of time and gathered at designated locations.

The three of them were the irreplaceable core pieces of this escape attempt. Before everything settled, any problem with them could trigger a catastrophic chain reaction.

[In other words, at this stage, the greatest risk is...]

Motan squinted slightly, turning to the Tree Elf woman beside him, who was again biting her nails, and frowned, saying, "You know what you need to do, right?"

"Don’t want to die... don’t want to die..."

Mei Fu mumbled incoherently, biting her nails: "Don’t want to die... no matter what... undying... refuse..."

Fourteen, standing at the front, turned his head with a relaxed smile, "Is this her statement?"

Clearly, this inscrutable man had the same concerns as Motan.

"Don’t worry about Mei Fu... don’t love Mei Fu..."

The Female Priest hugged her frail shoulders abruptly, shook her head trembling, and then turned around, walking straight towards the path on the group’s left.

Motan furrowed his brows even tighter and quietly asked the Orc man named Ku Dun next to him, "Where is she going? Back to that ’cell’?"

"Uh, if I’m not mistaken, Miss Mei Fu is heading not to her rest chamber,"

Ku Ka shook his head, speaking quietly so Mei Fu couldn’t hear, "but to where she should go according to the plan, the gladiator’s preparation room. There should be about thirty colleagues proficient in mysticism waiting there."

Motan nodded slightly, then turned to the two companions behind Ku Dun, who were also dressed as guards, and said in a deep voice, "Follow her. If that woman suddenly goes crazy, try to calm her down as long as you ensure your safety. No matter what, before the arena’s barrier is lifted, you must not let her run wild."

"Yes!"

The two men, already disregardful of life and death, immediately responded, then saluted Motan and Ku Dun and sped up to chase after Mei Fu’s silhouette, almost swallowed by the darkness.

"It seems that both you and the former leader of Duan Tou Cliff hold a high place in these common warriors’ hearts. Hehe, loyalty is a precious quality. I sincerely hope to see them again soon,"

Fourteen chuckled, watching the two guards leave. He then winked at Haru Kuttata and said in a deep voice, "Before we part, let me speak frankly..."

[If you dare say you want to mess around with me, I’ll pretend to agree and let you experience the might of the System!]

Motan sneered internally but showed no expression, merely nodding slightly, "Please go ahead."

"Honestly, both you and I can see that Lady Mei Fu can no longer return to her previous life. Even if she successfully returns to the Holy Church Union, there’s a high chance she’ll be taken by the Heretic Court, and the outcome may not be much better than staying here. I’ll find an opportunity to explain this to her after we’re safe,"

Fourteen glanced again in Mei Fu’s departure direction, shrugged slightly, and then said earnestly to Motan: "As for you, Mr. Haru, I sincerely hope you can join [Massacre]. I need a companion like you. Note, a companion, not a subordinate. I can make you my equal and give you a ship no less than [Massacre Ship] called [Poison King]. I can also give you my elite crew or money to recruit talents yourself. I also can..."

"Mr. Fourteen."

With a gloomy expression, Ku Dun interrupted Fourteen, saying in a deep voice, "Big brother Haru doesn’t intend to, so you might as well not... uh!"

"I can obviously see he doesn’t intend to; otherwise, I wouldn’t be saying this, Mr. Ku Dun,"

Fourteen tightly ’gripped’ Ku Dun’s head, his whole left arm at least tripling in size from before, as he chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Interrupting others is not a polite thing to do."

Motan’s gaze sharpened, his voice cold, "Let him go."

"Okay, by the way, I think the loyal Mr. Ku Dun is very suited to be your first mate,"

Fourteen nodded in agreement, releasing his firm grip on Ku Dun’s head, and the next second, his arm returned to normal proportions.