Chapter 452: Chapter 450 Blood Citizens

“Teacher, the blood flowing in your veins is a rarity these creatures have never tasted… Once exposed, these madmen would likely stop at nothing to drain you of your blood.”

“Hmm… Indeed.”

William immediately contacted Yellow Skin, and a sensation of skin texture spread throughout his body, with the clothing adhering perfectly to his skin, concealing all blood-related aura and even imitating the scent of an ordinary Skin Slave.

But there was one flaw in this blood disguise,

While he wouldn’t be directly sniffed out as a delicious human by the Blood Folk, even a scrape that broke skin would be enough, no need to wait for the blood to flow, for them to detect the uniquely delectable blood in the wound.

Therefore, the upcoming journey to the Skin Factory must ensure no injuries are sustained and, if possible, to converse in a friendly manner.

Moreover, it was essential to quickly ascertain the state of the Skin Factory. If the interior was in disarray, or even assimilated by these crazed Blood Folk, the Organization might be in danger, and Galon, the newly appointed First Gentleman and an Insomniac, was at extreme risk.

“Let’s go…”

The closer they got to the Skin Factory, the more they could appreciate the grandeur of this Old World’s foremost industrial facility, and William noticed that the giant peak housing the core factory at the center of the mountains had been artificially modified.

After about a hundred meters of gradual narrowing at the base of the mountain, the entire giant peak stretched out in a long strip from the waist of the mountain, like a perfect square prism jutting straight into the sky.

The blood seeping from the skin of the mountain fell like a waterfall, and the Blood Folk flying between the mountains would taste and suckle at this leached blood whenever they were thirsty.

Around the waist of the mountain, insane Blood Folk circled,

And at the foot of the mountain lay the surging Blood River, full of blood-colored vortexes,

Half of the Skin Factory’s hundred-meter ‘Seam Gate’ was submerged in the Blood River, arm-thick steel reinforcement lines sutured the gate shut, showing no signs of opening.

When William reached the mountaintop closest to the Skin Factory, a sense of being watched descended from above the giant peak in an instant, from one, to ten, to a whole hundred.

Blood Wings flapped,

One by one, the Blood Folk rapidly swooped toward William, the outsider,

Through closer observation, William could clearly see that their obsession with Blood Sucking had fused their noses and mouths into a special feeding apparatus that became the central facial organ. The apparatus opened in a ‘V shape,’ almost covering 30 to 45 percent of their faces, with a few individuals’ eyes even integrated into their feeding apparatus, eyeballs embedded in the mouth or at the tip of the tongue.

Fangs filled the entire apparatus, some even piercing through the lips like white, hardened tentacles exposed on the outside,

At the tip of their teeth were visible small holes, used for extracting blood.

Furthermore,

These primitive-looking, crazed, and ferocious Blood Folk, were all dressed in bright red human-styled suits, with collar designs and button arrangements that clearly emulated G&D.

The combination of brutality with suits was unspeakably dissonant, also further illustrating the cooperative relationship between the Blood Folk and the Skin Factory.

“Thirteen, stay behind me.”

William’s hand was already on the quick-release button of his briefcase, ready to launch a massacre should he detect any suspicious attack by the Blood Folk.

As the first Blood Folk arrived, William opened his mouth first. Phrases from the Old World, aided by Madness Brain in combination with the vocal cords, made the sound irresistible,

The sound, filtered through the Iron Chains mask, became shrill and piercing, even causing a stabbing sensation to eardrums.

“My name is ‘William Behrens,’ a human Skin Slave from the Skin Factory colony. I’m here to visit the Skin Factory in person, on the recommendation of Mr. Wrinkled Skin Spies.”

When this sound spread completely, the attacking Blood Folk couldn’t help but cover their ears, stopping their advance. They could sense an inherent danger emanating from this young man.

Strangely enough,

Although the Blood Folk didn’t dare approach, they didn’t retreat either. They surrounded William, maintaining a distance of about ten meters,

And made no response to William’s words as if they lacked the ability to speak.

This standoff lasted for about ten minutes, until an unusual feeling came from afar.

“Someone’s coming!”

Through the “Ash Eye” of a young grape, William saw a strikingly different figure leap out from between the blood waterfalls on the upper side of the giant peak, speeding towards them shrouded in a blood light that was several times faster than the ordinary blood citizens.

Before the group of blood citizens could make way… Whoosh!

Ten blood lines tore the blocking blood citizens apart completely, with exactly ten skulls impaled on the fingers of the newcomer… More precisely, on the spikes protruding from their fingertips.

A woman with crystal red eyes and wearing a noblesse gown floated in the air,

her back sporting wings unlike those of ordinary blood citizens, but rather a pair of thin wings akin to those of a mosquito.

Her noblesse gown was still based on the design of a human gentleman’s attire, only it had been altered, with much fabric removed to deliberately expose more of the body.

On the open collar design of the attire, one could see a pair of abundantly nourished and exceedingly voluptuous white breasts.

The reduced gown was almost level with her buttocks, revealing two fair, vein-lined legs, sheathed in deep red stockings woven from ultra-fine blood strands.

On her hands, she wore a pair of bright red leather gloves, the tips of her fingers outfitted with proboscis-like sharp teeth, on which the heads of the worn blood citizens were already drained dry.

The woman’s crystal eyes immediately recognized the iron chain mask on the young man’s face, and she felt a slight wariness.

“This is rare indeed… An external skin slave actually returning on his own, and your skin doesn’t seem to be pure, even bearing the monastery’s chains on your face?

However, no matter how special you are, there’s no way to access the Skin Factory right now.

We blood citizens are deeply collaborating with the Skin Factory, the whole factory is undergoing a covert upgrade, or rather, a comprehensive reform; nobody is allowed in during this time.

Take the hint and leave now while I’m not overtly hungry after my breakfast, young man.”

“A comprehensive reform, hmm…” William stroked his chin but showed no intention of leaving, and continued to inquire, “Is there any way I could get inside for a moment?”

“Ha-ha~ You’re truly the epitome of a young outsider from another world. I’ve already said so much, and you still refuse to leave? Since you sincerely ask, and in consideration of your decent sense of style, I’ll tell you a way.

Offer up your Blood Tax, let me taste if you’re qualified to undergo the transformation into a blood citizen. If possible, you can become my personal attendant, and after you complete the transformation here, you can accompany me to the Skin Factory.

Hisss~ Although you reek of an ordinary skin slave, I can vaguely sense something different about you.”

William made a very gentlemanly bow, “Sorry, but I currently have no interest in becoming a blood citizen, and as you can see, I am indeed linked to the monastery. My blood is also mixed with rust, and if you were to drink it, the needle-like red blood cells might pierce your blood vessels, even slicing open your throat.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than… Shing…the iron chain mask suddenly sprouted needles that produced a psychosomatic pain just by looking at them.

“I wonder, is there any other way to enter the Skin Factory? I hope you can tell me, as it’s very important to me.”

With that, William took out a thousand ancient coins from his Greedy Ring, placed them in a pouch, and tossed it to her.

Since these were nearly extinct ancient blood citizens who hadn’t appeared in the Old World for a long time, William figured they undoubtedly had not officially reconnected with the Old World, and their need for money was inevitable.

Thump!

As expected, the noblewoman caught the pouch in one hand, her expression becoming friendlier and her breathing even faster, displaying great excitement.

“Not bad~ Since that’s the case, I’ll begrudgingly tell you. Go alone to the ‘Sutured Gate.’ There you will have a chance to enter the Skin Factory, but the process to acquire this opportunity is quite dangerous.

As I’ve said, it’s a special period, and the Skin Factory’s control is extremely strict. Technically, as the Sky Supervisor, I have every right to kill you.

In light of the fee you’ve paid, I’ll refrain from bothering you for the time being. I wish you good luck.”

As the noblewoman turned to fly away, the surrounding blood citizens also departed,

returning to their initial positions yet their eyes remained fixed on William, wondering if this outsider would obtain special access to the Skin Factory during this crucial period.