I Am Not Really Related

The curse master was forcibly squeezed into a meatball, dead beyond dead.

And the bandaged meatball visibly grew larger.

Upon seeing this, Haru couldn't help but frown slightly, surprised that this thing could grow.

If thrown into a crowd, it might grow into something monstrous.

"Go get a box."

The staff below the stage, with a look of panic, responded and then fled.

They could see clearly from below the stage that this monstrous thing ate people?!

But the audience didn't care about that, and their cheers were already sky-high.

The host timely announced: "In this duel, the winner, the 251st floor... Priest!!!"

"So freaking strong!"

"Priest! Priest! Priest!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the box was quickly brought over.

With a casual kick, Haru saw the box spin several times in the air before trapping the seemingly harmless bandaged meatball underneath.

This monstrous thing seemed to be able to sense flesh and blood but did not react to anything else.

Haru's frown eased, and then, with ghostly speed, he approached and closed the box before it could sense any movement.

Bang, bang, bang!

A regular box couldn't isolate this thing's sensing abilities; it could struggle out at any moment.

With no other choice, Haru had to reinforce the outside with his thoughts to prevent it from breaking midway.

"Go, prepare a few more boxes of materials."

"Yes... Yes!"

Then Haru ignored the crowd's cheers, jumped off the stage, and prepared to leave.

His butler hurried over and respectfully handed him a phone, "Someone wants to talk to you."

"No need to tell them to clean their necks and wait for death. I'll first clean up everyone below the 250th floor, then find them one by one and kill them."

"Of course, you may not believe it."

"But soon, Pandora's Box will be delivered to their doorstep."

"Oh, you probably don't know yet. My other identity is not called Priest, and it's called Ninja."

The butler maintained a respectful attitude throughout, keeping the phone in call mode.

Then there was dead silence on the other end of the phone!

If it was just a robust contestant, even if it came to a fish-dying-net-breaking situation, they might not necessarily be afraid.

But the name "Ninja" was too well-known, and it was all infamous! 

No one wanted to provoke a killer, especially not a killer who was a gold standard in the killer world.

They could only try everything to eliminate the opponent if reconciliation was impossible.

But the question was, who could do it?

The Joudeki family definitely could!

At least, they believed they could.

But the Joudeki had made it clear years ago that they would not accept any commissions concerning "Ninja."

This indicates that even the Joudeki didn't want to break ties with the opponent.

So, the rest goes without saying.

She did not even know that the location of "Ninja" was the same.

A killer of that caliber, even if he walked openly on the streets, no one dared to provoke.

Just like the Joudeki family, who treated their home as a tourist attraction!

All black and white forces knew they lived there, and the rumors were true.

But how many people dared to cause trouble?

There were indeed some fearless young fools, but in the end, they all became snacks for Samao, without exception.

So...

How did they provoke this calamity?!

After hanging up the phone, the powers behind Heaven's arena started an emergency meeting again, and this time, after hearing the situation, no one could laugh.

"I've said it before: follow the rules, and don't play those small tricks. Some people just don't listen, thinking they can control everything. Now look, they've kicked an iron plate! If anything happens to the Heaven arena, you people should be the first to apologize with death!"

"What do you mean? Didn't we all raise our hands in agreement at the beginning?!"

"It was you who proposed it, and I abstained. What else is there to say?"

"Alright, I see now. The opponent's identity hasn't even been confirmed yet, and you're already starting to kick someone when they're down."

"Kicking someone when they're down? Not really. I'm just hoping one person does the deed and takes responsibility. The mistakes you made, don't drag others into it."

"Fine, when the time comes, I'll fucking kill you first!"

"Heh, feel free to try."

...

The ten people were arguing so fiercely that it was chaos, each shirking responsibility and some even trying to snatch benefits from the turmoil. It was a complete mess, with everyone having their schemes.

Then, at that moment, someone said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me a moment to speak. I have carefully analyzed what the other party said, and I believe the situation is not beyond repair."

"How so?"

"If the other party only wanted to vent their anger, they wouldn't have needed to reveal their other identity to us. Instead, they could have just assassinated us directly. Wouldn't that be much safer?"

"Are you saying... that guy is just trying to scare us? He's not a [Ninja]?"

Idiot!

"No, on the contrary, I believe that person is indeed a [Ninja], and the things they said were not just threats. There's another intention behind their words."

"What intention? Hurry up, you're killing me!"

"This person wants us to choose whether to fight them to the bitter end or to pay a sufficient price to resolve this conflict. After all, our previous actions, though inappropriate, did not exactly make us their sworn enemy."

"You're thinking of negotiating? You all saw that guy's attitude just now, and he won't even answer the phone. It doesn't look like he wants to negotiate at all."

"Human effort can accomplish anything, and I think it's worth a try unless you are confident in killing him first."

Suddenly, silence.

That's the [Ninja] who makes countless people tremble in fear!

If they had the capability, why bother with Heaven's arena? Just create a Heavens Assassin Association.

Even if they come to sign up for the Heavens arena, those true strong ones are just for a quick profit, reaching the 200th floor and then withdrawing.

Haru initially thought so until he set his sights on someone's big top-floor house...

So, like the Phinks Magcub and others who appeared today, they are considered star players of the Heaven arena, yet they died one more miserably than the other.

They are not without their trump cards. For instance, where have all the Floor Masters of the 251st floor, produced every two years, gone over the years?

Even if most have left, a small part could be recruited. Is it worth it?

And does it make a difference?

After much debate, they first tested the [Ninja]'s intentions.

If it comes down to a life-and-death struggle, they have no choice but to go all out.

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