Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 1382 Twenty-Four. Victory

  The breath from the void and the fragrance from flesh and blood drove the ghouls crazy.

  When the last bone door collided and rose, the strong body of the ghoul leader squeezed out of the hole, and the arena entered a climax amidst roaring.

  The formless Faith breaks away from the fanatical ghoul, haunting and ascending into the void.

   Because of this, Lu Li noticed that the King of Ghouls who cast his gaze in the void was affecting them.

  But he kept in mind Claire's teachings, and did not lose his mind and rampage to become the nutrient for the king of ghouls. Take advantage of your body to quickly avoid the pounce and claw swing of the ghoul leader, and even throw away the "staff" that affects speed.

  Like an assassin, the nimble Lu Li temporarily hid in the shadow of the leader of the ghoul, waiting for an opportunity to leap onto its broad back, brandishing his sharp claws, cutting open the gnarled muscles like tree roots.

   The leader of the ghouls who couldn't get their claws to the back roared and fell backwards, but before that, Lu Li jumped down from the back, and took advantage of this to scratch the throat that was originally protected.

   The ghoul leader's retracted claws blocked the attack, adding only fresh scratches to the battered bone claws.

  Lu Li retreated, once again caught in the predicament of letting the leader of the ghoul growl and circle in circles.

  Hush-like roars came from all around the auditorium, and they had no effect except for the noise. Lu Li unswervingly added new scars to the leader of the ghoul.

  The balance quickly fell to Lu Li, who was not injured. The sticky blood soaked in a large area of ​​soil spilled by the ghoul leader was useless to his fellows.

  Even though it tried to show weakness, it failed to lure Lu Li into it.

   "Dirty...maggots! Front...fight!"

  The silent man forced a roar, and once again swiped his claws to grab Lu Li's shadow, hunched over weakly and panting.

   At this moment, Lu Li suddenly turned and rushed towards it, his sharp claws piercing the Silent Man's chest - he stopped suddenly when he penetrated a few centimeters.

  The imminence of death aroused the Silencer's last strength, roaring and grabbing Lu Li, throwing him down, trying to smash him to pieces.

  The size of the ghoul leader finally gave it an advantage—it grabbed Lu Li, but Lu Li couldn't touch him.

  Bones and flesh were crushed by great force, squeezing the chest cavity. Lu Li tore at its giant claws, but it was difficult to cut through the fascia protected by the hard bones in a short time.

  Before he was forced to release the dream, Lu Li saw the "magic staff" at his feet, picked it up before his chest was crushed, and stabbed the ghoul leader from bottom to top.

   Claire's doubts are solved one: ghouls have no sexual characteristics.

  At least not below the leader of the ghouls.

  The leader who suffered heavy injuries finally fell down, Lu Li got up like a broken glass product, picked up the staff against the roar of dissatisfaction, and looked up at the leader of the ghouls.

  The leader of the ghouls stared coldly at the standing Lu Li, raised the blood claw holding the bone whip, and suddenly listened in awe, the blood claw that was about to swing turned into a raised one.

  The shouts over the arena gradually subsided, and the deep voice of the ghoul leader sounded:

   "Brave and...special warrior."

  Its thick-membrane eyes strangely observe the warlock who doesn't look like a warlock.

   "The great ghoul king is pleased with this battle."

  Lu Li could feel the gaze in the depths of the void gradually fading away.

  What did the ghoul king notice?

   "This ritual pleases the great Lord of Ghouls a little, and he allows me to bestow you with titles and names—"

  The leader of the ghouls also noticed his departure, and no longer entangled in the battle that made it sleepy, "coward and blood man."

   Coward, mocking Lu Li for hiding. People, weak flesh.

  Lu Li doesn't care about honor and bestowal, because he is not a real ghoul. Not to mention derogatory and mocking titles and names.

  The leader of the ghouls and his servants left the arena, and the ghouls in the auditorium also left in groups.

  But a short ghoul warlock in a cloak stepped down from the arena and approached Lu Li.

   "Throw the silent into the pool of blood."

  The old ghoul warlock commanded the other warlocks around him, and his cloudy, rotten, scarlet eyes filled with wisdom reflected the standing Lu Li: "Smart boy..."

   "You can call me Blood Spirit. Are you dissatisfied with the leader's name?"

  Lu Li remained silent. He would rather deal with other ghouls whose heads are just for display than this fluent warlock.

  The ghoul warlock continued without hesitation: "I don't think this is insulting or offensive...I like the term 'human'. Although they are weak and pure, they use their wisdom to build a new world."

  The senses brought by the blood spirit to Lu Li do not belong to the group of ghouls at all. It is more like a wise man, a being with wisdom, a...a ghoul who may have been a human being.

   "I am different from them. And I can see that you are also different from them...we are the same..."

  Lu Li almost thought it meant something, but it seemed that he was just admiring the poor wisdom of the ghoul clan.

   "Do you want to be my subordinate? Your wisdom should shine where it should."

   "Not yet."

  Staying next to a smart ghoul might reveal his secrets, and Lu Li has something to do.

"what are you going to do?"

   "Revenge."

  The ghoul warlock sent Lu Li to the outpost to die. Now that Lu Li is still alive, it's time for the ghouls to pay the price.

   "You don't need to soak in the blood pool."

  Lu Li and Xue Ling passed through the boiling pool of filthy and sticky blood, and retrieved the four imprisoned ghoul warriors.

   Standing beside the ghoul warriors in the outpost, the warriors from the lair are as weak as civilians.

   "What happened to the blood plague group?" Lu Li asked.

  The blood spirit warlock did not hesitate to answer: "It is a festering and hateful creature, without faith, without thinking, as low as dust...their existence is to blaspheme the great king of ghouls..."

  No matter how the blood spirit belittles the opponent, there is always one thing that cannot be erased: the blood plague tribe is retreating steadily, and even established outposts to withdraw from the east.

  A blood-carpeted street outside the outpost appears.

  The conversation between Lu Li and Blood Spirit was also changed from eastern to human.

   "They are weak, but they can shine brightly because of their wisdom...We ghouls will use our wisdom to become a greater race..."

  Lu Li was noncommittal.

   "How do you view humans?" Blood Spirit asked.

   “…I have no access to them.”

  Lu Li avoided dangerous topics.

   "I have come into contact with... These are some races with weak bodies and wisdom. Unfortunately, they don't cherish everything they have, only attribute everything to false gods, and indulge in arrogance..."

  Lu Li agrees with Blood Spirit's point of view, at least so far.

   "But their ugly and weak souls can't control their talents, and they waste them wantonly, showing their ugliness and weakness..."

   "I disagree."

  Lu Li no longer remained silent.

  “They are all independent individuals just like us. Those who struggle to survive in the dark and cold are human beings, and those who cry and surrender are also human beings.”

   "They are great only because of themselves."

  (end of this chapter)