"Why didn’t he kill you?"
Will Berg picked up a handkerchief from the table, leisurely wiping the blood off his hands and face, and casually asked a dangerous question.
Ke Yiming’s palms were sweating as he quickly recalled the process he narrated to the Creator Organization, repeatedly confirming there were no flaws before answering:
"The skeleton army was defeated rapidly. At the moment the Bone Sovereign died, all the skeletons lost their mobility.
"Sensing something was wrong, I fled immediately. Demons who couldn’t escape in time were either killed or captured.
"Actually, during the battle, I didn’t approach the core battlefield, as I wasn’t assigned any tasks from the Abyss side. Whether the Bone Sovereign won or not, I wouldn’t receive any Divine Energy rewards, so my desire to participate wasn’t strong."
Will Berg scrutinized Ke Yiming with great interest and then asked another question: "Where is your fourth transition class? Show it to me."
Ke Yiming was taken aback for a moment and explained with his hands spread, "It’s gone."
"How did it go away?"
Will Berg kept a half-smile on his face, making it impossible for Ke Yiming to discern his thoughts.
After all, facing a mentally unstable person, most people couldn’t see through them.
Ke Yiming took a deep breath and answered, "That fourth transition class was given by a scythe, and the scythe was given by the Bone Sovereign. Later, it was taken by Lu Heng in Xiling City. After that, the class disappeared; perhaps it has fallen into Lu Heng’s or one of his teammates’ hands."
Three days ago, the class was still on him, and then one day it just vanished suddenly.
This made him panic for a while, even considering reaching out to Lu Heng to ask about it.
He only knew that the [Death God’s Deputy] class disappeared, but he didn’t know why it disappeared.
In fact, this class had vanished from him three or four times already, so it wasn’t surprising to be taken away again.
Will Berg’s lips curled into a mocking smile as he placed a hand on Ke Yiming’s shoulder.
Immediately, a terrifying energy surged within his body.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ke Yiming saw a lurking blood-red light in Will Berg’s eyes.
In the next instant, Will Berg suddenly spread his arms, levitating into the air, as a pair of wings made of blood unfurled behind him.
A terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire hall.
At this moment, Will Berg seemed to transform into a Prince of Blood, tilting his head back to inhale the surrounding bloody air.
The blood streaming to the ground began to form tiny droplets, floating upward, gathering into his body, merging within him.
In an instant, the dead butler had become a shriveled corpse, the entire process terrifying beyond measure.
Ke Yiming broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead because he felt the powerful aura emanating from Will Berg, even stronger than his own.
This was the most powerful aura he had ever seen, ranked among the top 10 Creator members.
The core members he knew ranked in the top 10 were basically heads of financial oligarch families holding massive wealth.
These people represented the interests of a family, and each was as rich as a country.
The power they wielded was not something that could be measured simply by combat strength.
They possibly controlled an entire organization of superpower mercenaries behind the scenes, possessing world-altering capabilities.
Also, because they held wealth comparable to a nation, these people would not take risks lightly. When acquiring Extraordinary Power, they primarily focused on defense and always stayed below the recruitment line.
However, the number 7, Will Berg, before him, had clearly exceeded the recruitment line, even possessing combat power at a pinnacle level.
If Ke Yiming still had his fourth transition class, perhaps he could contend with him. Now without it, he wasn’t a match even in a one-on-one fight.
So, upon seeing Will Berg transform, apart from a look of astonishment on his face, Ke Yiming made no other reaction.
Will Berg moved in front of Ke Yiming, placing his palm on his head, solemnly declaring, "Servant of Blood, do you hear my call?"
No response; Ke Yiming had no reaction, but he knew what Will Berg was doing.
This was calling for the [Death God’s Deputy] class.
The [Death God’s Deputy] class was granted through the sacrifice of blood, so to a higher controller, it was a servant of blood.
Ke Yiming exhaled and said, "The class really is gone."
Will Berg confirmed that the [Death God’s Deputy] did not exist, slowly retracted his aura, landed on the ground, as the red glow in his eyes, the blood wings behind him, and the terrifying aura all receded.
He returned to his financial mogul appearance, exhaling like a man who’s had his fill, and said:
"You are probably the highest-grade blood I’ve ever tasted."
Ke Yiming was momentarily at a loss, not understanding what he meant.
Will Berg chuckled coldly, "You think you can deceive me? You indeed didn’t see the process of the Bone Sovereign’s death, because... you were kept in the dungeon all along!"
Upon hearing this, it was as if a nuclear bomb had been thrown into Ke Yiming’s head, exploding with a "boom" and turning his brain to mush.
Unfazed, Will Berg ordered a glass of red wine to be delivered, a wine as red as blood. After taking a sip, he poured it onto the butler’s corpse, nostalgically remarking, "Even the wine has lost its taste."
Ke Yiming’s eyes darted around, contemplating how he could escape from here.