Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 141

Chapter 36

I staggered back, cold dread washing over me. This was pure, primal terror.

The system voice rang out right on cue.

(Friendly Reminder: Sanity Level has spiked to 50.]

The chat feed blew up.

[No way. This old geezer actually broke Alice’s perfect sanity record.]

[I heard a roar, and he says he’s 5,000 years old. Is he a real dragon?]

[I have a bad feeling I know who he is. I’m too scared to even type it.]

The viewers clamored for answers, but the scene shifted before they got them.

The old man raised a hand, and the thousands of drawers in the walls slid open all at once. A thick, overpowering scent

of medicinal herbs washed over me.

His lips curled into a smirk. “You drank my tea, and now you must pay the price.”

“You came here to purge the monsters. I’ll help you fulfill that wish.”

I have bound them to my will. Kill them.”

A high-pitched ringing filled my ears. A voice bored into my skull, chanting a single command.

“Kill them. Kill them. Kill them.”

“Kill the homeless, damned souls. Kill the outcasts, just like I once was.”

My head spun, and a red mist clouded my already poor vision.

Invisible puppet strings yanked at my limbs, forcing my hand to tighten around the cleaver. My body lurched toward

Julian against my will.

That voice whispered a cruel command. “End them exactly as they died the first time.”

I raised the cleaver and pressed the cold steel against Julian’s neck. It rested right against the jagged scar where his head

had once been severed.

His own parents had done this to him in a ritual for immortality. They had beheaded him and cracked open his skull to

harvest his brain as an offering to a dark god.

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