Chapter 1021: Chapter 1023: Cup of Divine Blood Showdown

This shadow carried an eerie energy and as soon as it appeared, it rushed toward Wen Wen’s right hand.

Wen Wen tried to intercept it with his own strength, but this energy was completely illusory. Although he could sense it, he couldn’t touch it.

But when this energy moved past Wen Wen’s right wrist, it suddenly paused, then circled around inside Wen Wen’s body before settling on the back of his left hand.

It formed a small and enigmatic rune, looking incomplete. The complete rune should occupy the entire back of the hand, resembling the shape of a cup.

“This rune is…”

Wen Wen looked around and discovered that Sifumo, Lin Zheyuan, Wanderer, Tao Qingqing, Ye Wen, and Li Natuo all had such marks on the back of their hands as well.

In contrast, the landlady’s hand was empty, indicating that this thing only chose people from the previous tour group.

Then the seven of them simultaneously felt a warmth begin on their hands, and a piece of information drilled into their minds.

‘Three days later, midnight, in Salai City, Xiacao District.’

‘Contest for the Cup of Divine Blood!’

‘In Xiacao District, kill other holders of the Command Spell or sever their hand to obtain their Command Spell!’

‘Collect all Command Spells to win the Contest for the Cup of Divine Blood. The prize is a wish granted by the Cup, a wish guaranteed to come true!’

‘Failure to complete the contest within the specified time, or deliberate evasion, or disclosing the information to unrelated persons will result in immediate transformation into a monster!’

Then a scene appeared in Wen Wen’s mind, a memory of his childhood, going to the photo studio with his parents.

His father and mother stood arm in arm behind him, while Wen Wen sat on a small chair in front.

“If you wish upon the Cup of Divine Blood, you can return to this kind of life…”

Wen Wen fell into a sad mood again, but compared to that old bear’s demeanor, this was nothing more than a child’s play, so he quickly pulled himself out of this alien emotion.

The expressions of the others varied, seemingly entrapped in similar emotions.

“I have to say, the conditions this thing sets are really enticing…”

“If you don’t go or avoid it, there are punishments worse than death, so it seems everyone with a Command Spell must participate in the contest in Xiacao District.”

“The least cost to remove this mark is to sever a hand, and combined with that wish, even Demon Hunters would find it hard to refuse the demands of the Cup of Divine Blood.”

“Which means we must injure and kill each other, furthermore the fragments of the Cup of Divine Blood in our seven hands are only half, others will compete with us then.”

Wen Wen shook his head, understanding that the mark on his hand was a hot potato.

Even if he met the requirements, the outcome might not be much better than failure.

He tried to expel it with his strength but felt nothing on his wrist; even though he had strength in abundance, it was difficult to have effect.

The upper limit of the Cup of Divine Blood is unknown, but from the current performance, even if the so-called ‘mutation into a monster’ happened to Wen Wen, he had a chance to survive.

But for others below the True Sequence, they absolutely couldn’t resist the power of the Cup of Divine Blood.

So their mutual slaughter might be unavoidable.

Wen Wen wasn’t the only one to realize this, both Sifumo and the others understood the connection, their faces turning pale.

Sifumo thought for a moment and took out a piece of information that he had.

“This is the record by the Association of all the wishes made to the Cup of Divine Blood, none of them ended well.”

“So I do not recommend you to participate in this contest, but to sever your hand in Xiacao District to escape the control of the Cup. I will apply to the Association to perform limb regeneration surgery for each of us.”

“Additionally, since the shadow of this Cup is incomplete, others will compete with us, so I recommend that our strongest, Mr. Mystic Detective, should not sever his hand, but participate and let others lose their qualification for the contest.”

Sifumo’s proposal was the best solution given present circumstances.

But not everyone could agree to this plan, because no one except Sifumo was sure whether the document was real.

Even if everything in it was true, who could guarantee that their wish would not be an exception?

Moreover, even if a hand should be severed, why shouldn’t it be Wen Wen who doesn’t have to sever his hand?

In this plan, Wen Wen seemed to gain much by not needing to sever his hand, but he would have to fight unknown individuals and still bear great risks when making his wish.

So after Sifumo finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

“Does anyone agree with my plan?” Sifumo asked, testing the waters, but no one answered.

Sifumo sighed, “Don’t worry, we have three days. Let’s see if we can find a solution within this time, if not…”

If not, they would have no choice but to participate in the contest!

Aside from Tao Qingqing and Wen Wen, who trusted each other, everyone looked at one another with a degree of caution.

Even if they could ensure their dignity and consciousness as Demon Hunters, they couldn’t guarantee others thought the same.

One must not harbor harmful intentions, but one must be vigilant against others. Now they were competitors, and no Demon Hunter would be foolish enough to lower their guard against potential foes in such circumstances.

“I promise not to attack anyone until we reach Xiacao District,” Ye Wen vowed with a raised hand, “But once we reach Xiacao District, if anyone shows hostility towards me…”

“No one will make a move until we reach Xiacao District.” The Wanderer looked at his hand’s mark, his expression heavy, “I will fulfill my duty as a Demon Hunter, but I must say… I cannot trust everyone here.”

Previously, Sifumo’s concealment left the Wanderer with doubts, and the combination of Wen Wen and Tao Qingqing seemed suspicious; they might not hold back when taking action…

“Actually, I trust you all quite a bit, so why don’t you try to trust me as well? With me, we probably won’t end up fighting,” Wen Wen said with a smile.

Everyone else rolled their eyes, clearly thinking, “Isn’t the biggest variable you’re talking about you?”

Wen Wen’s character was difficult, his strength superior, and his actions unpredictable; if he truly held ill intentions, they would struggle to escape his grasp.

In the end, the group dispersed unhappily. Under Sifumo’s insistence, they exchanged contact information and went their separate ways, with some not even returning to the hotel to retrieve their belongings!