Chapter 4: Conspiracy under the Moon
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Chapter 4: Conspiracy under the Moon
The night wind was like a knife, shuttling between the abandoned warehouses in the northern part of Silver Claw City.
Evelyn, wearing a cloak, stood on the top of a dilapidated factory building, looking at the gathering place of black market transactions in the distance. Under the moonlight, the area was sparsely lit, and only sporadic light illuminated a few figures quietly gathering.
"Underground unions, exiles, and several A-level aliens on the parliament's wanted warrant." She analyzed calmly, holding the sensor stone tightly in her palm.
She could feel that the Alpha pheromone that her mother last came into contact with before her disappearance was faintly emerging among the crowd.
"Are you sure tonight is the key?"
A low and magnetic voice sounded. Killian slowly landed beside her, also wearing a black cloak, and the short blade at his waist glowed coldly in the moonlight.
"If you don't believe it, you can go back." Evelyn didn't look at him, her tone was cold.
"If I believed you, I wouldn't let you come alone."
She looked at him sideways: "Aren't you afraid that the old foxes in the parliament will find out that you are secretly helping me?"
"I am afraid." He answered straightforwardly, "but I am more afraid of you dying here alone than being afraid of them."
This sentence made her eyebrows move slightly.
Killian didn't say anything more, but took out a mask with sensor-shielding runes. After putting it on, his whole face disappeared into the night, leaving only gray eyes as cold as frost.
"Let's go, Miss Hunter, the answer you want tonight - maybe it's hidden in this mud."
The black market trading area is a half-destroyed old factory, with four sentries patrolling the periphery and a simple sentry station in the middle. There are about twenty people in the venue in a loose circle, waiting for the so-called "goods" to appear.
Evelyn and Killian disguised themselves as bounty hunters and mixed into the periphery one after the other.
She keenly noticed that several pheromones in the field were unusually strong - they were not ordinary Alphas, but synthetics that had been artificially stimulated and transformed.
"Are they reselling synthetic Alphas?" She was shocked.
"It's more like they are testing a new type of 'control agent'." Killian frowned, "The parliament has been secretly promoting this banned technology."
"You know?"
"I have come across an out-of-control incident." He said in a low voice, "At that time, the synthetic killed more than 200 residents of a C-level town in a frenzy."
Evelyn's pupils shrank slightly.
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in the center of the crowd: "Dear distinguished guests, welcome to the third round of the 'Night Devourer' auction. Tonight, we will auction three treasures - a 'pure blood pheromone gland', a synthetic experiment that has lost control but has not completely erupted... and, the remains of the old clan."
The air seemed to solidify.
"Old clan?" Evelyn gritted her teeth, and the sensor stone in her hand vibrated violently.
That is the pheromone resonance left by my mother!
"That fragment... is probably my mother's ashes." Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
"Calm down." Killian grabbed her wrist, "Now is not the time to be impulsive."
She tried to control her emotions, but saw a black-clad auctioneer in front of her taking out a silver-white fragment from a black box, with a "wing pattern" emerging on the surface.
That is the unique blood mark of the Silver Feather Clan!
"We have initially detected that this fragment carries extremely rare S-level female pheromone residues, suspected to be from a descendant of the Silver Feather Clan." The host sneered, "The reserve price is 500,000 Alliance coins, and the winner will take care of the consequences."
The onlookers were in an uproar.
Many people were amazed not at the name of Silver Feather, but at the transplantability of the almost lost "pure S-level female Alpha gland".
"They don't know what this means at all." Evelyn's eyes were cold.
At this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed from behind the platform, carrying a strange pheromone fluctuation - Evelyn subconsciously raised her head, and the man also looked at her at the same time.
The four eyes met.
Those were a pair of scarlet pupils, with a luster that no human could possess.
"Oh no, we've been discovered." Killian said in a low voice, "You step back, I'll cut off your tail."
"No, I can't leave that piece of bone." Evelyn gritted her teeth.
The scene was instantly in chaos!
Someone recognized Killian's identity and screamed: "It's the 'Silver Claw Lord', the hunting king of the parliament! Ambush him!"
"Everyone be alert!" "Activate the defense barrier!"
The energy field was agitated, and a circle of light red light curtain rose from the edge of the factory, isolating external communications and induction.
The enemy's means were obviously beyond expectations, and they even prepared a "sensory suppressor" specifically for high-level Alpha.
Killian's eyes were cold, and he drew his sword: "I'll cover you for five minutes. Get the bone fragment within five minutes, otherwise you won't come back."
"Okay."
Evelyn moved, and disappeared into the melee like a shadow.
She rushed, sneaked, blocked, and knocked down two guards neatly and cleanly, and quickly locked the specific location of the bone with the induction stone.
However, just when she was about to succeed, a shadow blocked her.
It was the mysterious man with red eyes.
"Silver Feather... shouldn't be revived." He whispered, and his tone was like ice scraping across bones.
Evelyn swung her palm, but the other party grabbed her wrist with his backhand.
In a flash, she stabbed the silver needle hidden in her sleeve with her backhand, and accurately pierced the other party's neck!
"Hiss!"
The red-eyed man paused, and Evelyn took the opportunity to take the bone fragment and quickly jumped onto the platform.
"Killian, make way!"
The next moment, a silver light like a knife split the light curtain, and an explosion sounded!
In the night, two figures rushed through the fire side by side and disappeared behind the chaotic black market.
After leaving the explosion area, Killian panted and looked at the glimmering bone in Evelyn's hand: "Are you sure... this is it?"
Evelyn nodded, her eyes firm: "My mother's pheromones - I recognize them."
She looked up at the starry sky again: "I want to know what she encountered back then."
"Then you must be prepared to face the 'Parliament', the 'Refinement Sect', and even those hidden at the top of the alliance's power... the real predators."
Killian's voice was low: "You are no longer a person."
Evelyn was silent for a long time, and responded in a low voice: "I have never been a prey."
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