Chapter 2060: Flesh of Deception

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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The sound of the bell echoed in the accessories store. The two eyes that were initially roaming between the customers like the hands of a hunter just a moment ago immediately froze on the woman who had set foot into the store.

“Such beautiful hair, I will fondle it admiringly!” Euryale’s snake eyes glittered.

She passionately approached the woman and began her sweet talk.

Euryale was good at dealing with women. She could compliment a woman until her whole body was filled with pleasure. Unfortunately, she was not interested in women. She was just interested in taking over their beautiful flesh!

“Thank you for your recommendation. I believe my fiancée will be dazzled by such a delicate head ornament. Oh my, isn’t it past your operating hours? Sorry for keeping you busy for so long,” the woman with silver hair said.

“That’s true, I would have long asked the customers to leave if it wasn’t for someone like you. Why don’t you treat me to dinner? I can give you a discount on the items in return,” Euryale proposed.

“Sure, I was wondering who should I eat dinner with too!”

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The Sacred City was not as open and transparent as people had imagined. There were many illegal places hidden in the bustling city. People would never realize there were so many appealing trades happening behind the scenes without someone guiding them.

The two women were swaying a little after they were done with dinner. They must have drunk a lot of wine.

“Honey, over here, if you want to hail a ride,” Euryale said with a smile.

“Oh, right, that’s where we came from.”

Mu Ningxue shook her head. She had a feeling there was some hallucinatory drug in the wine. Otherwise, she would not feel so dizzy no matter how weak she was at drinking.

The street lamps shone upon the streets from high above. For some reason, the location of the lights would change at times. The street ahead also felt like a heavily photoshopped picture. Everything was suffering from serious distortion.

“Your body fragrance attracts me too. I so wish that I could be like you,” Euryale said passionately.

“A good skin will only last for twenty years. They will eventually be buried in the ground like wilted petals of a flower, but souls are different. They can remain filthy for a few hundred years.” Mu Ningxue stared at Euryale as if she could see the true face of a demon creature under her thick makeup.

Euryale stood still. The temperature of her smile gradually dropped.

This woman obviously knew her true identity judging from her words.

“Young woman, you should think twice about who you are dealing with,” Euryale warned her.

“Euryale,” Mu Ningxue said her name.

“Not bad, you were able to find out my true name. Let me guess… you must have set up a trap in this area, and you aren’t the only person after me,” Euryale said.

Euryale scanned her surroundings. She spoke at a steady pace before Mu Ningxue could speak, “But take a closer look at this place. Is this really the street you were trying to lure me to?”

Mu Ningxue was startled. She began to look around her.

The lights flickered once again. They suddenly turned blurry.

The walls were full of graffiti. The colors were mixed together in a strange way, like the watercolors on a palette.

Even the buildings began to change. The detached houses with pointed rooftops had turned into simple houses. Some were even made of metal sheets, where the homeless lived.

“Are you sure your friends are here? Or they are worrying about you, since you haven’t shown up at the right place for a long time?” Euryale let out a piercing laugh.

Mu Ningxue remained in place. Her slightly flushed face showed no signs of panic.

“Are you sure I didn’t see through your little trick?” Mu Ningxue asked in return.

Illusions were useless against them, since they had Apas on their side. Mu Ningxue knew she had entered Euryale’s illusion from the moment she had set foot out of the restaurant.

“Surrender now, the Holy Court Mages have been watching you for a long time, Euryale!” Maggie was wearing a golden coat and long metal boots as she stepped out from the shadows. Her bright golden hair made her look like a noble.

Euryale retained the fake smile that was like a mask on her face.

Mu Ningxue stood in front of Euryale at the crossroad while Maggie approached her from behind.

Two other figures appeared on Maggie’s left and right. One was Bola with his upright collar, his face hidden in the shadow. The other was Mo Fan, who was wearing a black singlet despite the cold night!

There was someone in every direction at the crossroad. Euryale was surrounded.

“How strange. Why would you think no one is going to help me in the Sacred City?” Euryale said.

“No one in the Sacred City is going to help you because of how disgusting your heart is,” Bola declared.

“Is that so? Bola, do you really think your friends are the most reliable?” Euryale mentioned Bola’s name right away.

Almost everyone that had been around for a long time knew about the sanctimonious vampire who looked after those sacred organizations like a dog. Even the mutants despised him. They believed he was a traitor!

“I’ve always been sincere toward my friends,” Bola answered evenly.

“Oh? It’s my first time stumbling into such a high-level member of the Blood Tribe. Which generation are you from?” Euryale asked him with an innocent face.

Bola was startled. He immediately glanced at Maggie, who was at the other end of the street.

Wasn’t that the same question that Maggie had asked him yesterday? How did Euryale ask the exact same question in the same tone?

Mu Ningxue felt something was wrong. She immediately took the initiative to attack first, casting the Heaven Spider Nine Locks. Nine ice chains came down upon the crossroad and sealed off the area like a huge spiderweb.

Euryale remained unmoving. Mu Ningxue attacked her once again but she noticed Euryale’s aura was as weak as an ordinary woman. She forcibly pulled the spell to one side. It landed on Euryale’s arm.

It sliced Euryale’s right hand off. Blood did not pour out because of the ice, yet the cut was clean and perfect!

There was no resistance at all!

The blood at the cut was red, like a normal human, but Apas already told them Euryale’s blood was blue!

The woman was not Euryale!

“HAHAHAHA…how stupid of you all!” Maggie suddenly burst out laughing.