The Founder's POV

Chapter 39: Final Cleansing [2]

"Is he here?" Killian asked while panting, sitting on the grassy ground, looking at a large mansion.

"The highest concentration of mana is here, along with hundreds of puppets and ordinary humans." Jin slowly laid down Cassian as he analyzed the mansion.

"Take care of him for now." He handed Cassian to Killian and began walking towards the mansion.

"Are you really going to fight him? This place is finished anyway."

Jin did not answer, steadily increasing his speed until he disappeared from Killian's sight.

"It seems really tough on him..." Killian sighed as he looked at Jinn, then at Cassian who was asleep next to him.

The healing potion Jinn gave him was beyond ancient grade, so he probably wouldn't die. But whether he could surpass rank C after such injuries... that was highly questionable.

Killian didn't know Cassian's exact background, but he respected him greatly after seeing him fight just a while ago. Between the Morning Star and one of the best assassins below rank S-, a man not even at rank B- fought bravely and made significant changes.

"Wait a minute..." He looked at Cassian's face for a moment and was struck by realization.

"That face! The person who was with the yeti!" Killian put his hand over his head and opened his mouth wide.

"I'm doomed..."

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( POV: Jinn)

I took a deep breath as I hovered above the vast mansion, wanting to understand the surroundings and what people here had gone through before killing that guardian.

With every meter I advanced, my anger doubled inside me.

The intelligent puppets were placed like pawns on a massive chessboard, being played by the masters. More shockingly, they had to fight each other to the death when they met in the same square.

I rushed to the ground immediately to stop this atrocity. Since the puppet revolution had already ended, I wouldn't let another innocent person die here... ever.

Especially after those many sacrifices... so many people had already died; I couldn't bear more.

{Stop}

That was enough. Whether to kill the masters or not would depend on their subsequent response. I was sure I'd kill many of them, but I wanted to spare the children at least now...

I would never become as monstrous and vile as them! I would never stoop to their filthy level in my entire life! Impossible. I passed through battle arenas and puppet execution boxes...

Dozens of entertainment methods based on the suffering and corpses of innocent people, this society was truly vile...

I started thinking that Hell below was somewhat better than this place. Such thoughts alone were enough to prove the filthiness of this place. For Cassian to live here for four months and retain his sanity... that was truly amazing! He exceeded my expectations by far.

I stopped the fights in the arenas, prevented the execution games, and paralyzed everyone without killing them, soon reaching the mansion. I wanted to understand everything about this society before ending it. I didn't know why but I just wanted it this way.

Maybe I wanted to know everything about them to find an excuse... An excuse to go back to killing the helpless, even if they weren't innocent.

By the time I reached the top floor of the mansion, I was already grinding my teeth in fury. This society had to be wiped from existence... from the young to the old... I would erase them completely.