Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom

Chapter 141: Logan's Conspiracy

Qaidam Lake, too, was far from calm.

It wasn't due to the sudden downpour causing the lake to overflow and submerge many tribal camps.Nor was it because of the appearance of a terrifying piranha in the lake, which led to the deaths of several tribal members and exiles living near Qaidam Lake.

These things were not important.

What's important is that the leader of the exile organization, Logan, brought the latest news: he developed a potion that can temporarily enhance a person's strength with no side effects.

This news was exhilarating for countless people.

A potion with no side effects and at a low price seemed almost unbelievable.

Of course, there were skeptics.

However, after several people verified the potion's effects, the members of the Qaidam Lake tribes and the exile organization were thrilled, praising Logan and eagerly hoping he would produce more potions for trade.

Logan agreed without hesitation.

However, no one noticed that .

As the potions were traded, a strange smile appeared on Logan's face.

Though it seemed gentle, it was actually cold and subtly hinted at a bloodthirsty intent.

"How foolish they are."

Logan murmured with a smirk after handing over several bags of potion for sale and then returned to his quarters.

After Douglas's last visit, Logan made several trade requests, reaching agreements with Douglas and exchanging some potion-making tools for glassware. He even had a new long table made to hold the equipment, making the potion room more professional and adding a touch of mystery.

There was one major difference now.

Logan's private potion laboratory had a new occupant—Dilly.

"Logan, you bastard, let me go!"

Dilly struggled against the bindings on a wooden bed, but to no avail.

Logan, coughing violently, approached Dilly and said apologetically, "Dilly, I'm sorry. I didn't want to drag you into this. But your curiosity uncovered my secret, and to keep it from others, I had no choice but to restrain you."

Dilly, furious, retorted, "But I promised to keep your secret."

Logan shook his head and replied, "Only the dead can truly keep secrets. You should understand that."

Hearing this, Dilly was filled with despair.

Now, she desperately longs for someone to come and save her.

She's willing to pay any price for rescue.

But this seems like a luxury, as Logan's prestige within the Exile organization grows with the sale of the potion. After issuing orders, no one dares to approach the wooden cabin, and those who steal the potion have the courage but lack the strength.

Although Logan himself is not very powerful, the cabin is filled with numerous traps and mechanisms.

Coupled with some potions, even supernatural beings can be trapped.

Dilly was caught in this way.

Inside the cabin, Logan ignores Dilly's insults and pleas, walking to a corner where there's a ring on the floor to lift it up.

Underneath, a dark passage is revealed.

Logan steps into the passage.

It led to a basement filled with many corpses.

Some of these bodies were from people who came to steal Potion and were killed by Logan. The chests of those thieves were cut open, and the internal organs seemed to have been removed. Some of the corpses were ordinary wild beasts and some supernatural creatures, also having their bellies opened.

The scene made Logan look more like a butcher than a potion maker.

At the far end of the basement were Logan's "finished products."

There was the most unusual being a monstrous fish.

The monstrous fish had sharp, carnivorous teeth and beastly claws forcibly attached to its fins. This eerie combination was chilling, but Logan was incredibly excited, gazing intently at his creation. He muttered to himself, "My hypothesis was correct—despite different bloodlines, body parts and tissues from different species can indeed be fused together."

"Ahem...Ahem..."

Suddenly, Logan began to cough violently.

He suddenly felt a warm current rushing up his mouth from his lower abdomen, and Logan immediately vomited out.

On the ground, there was a puddle of fresh blood mixed with black blood clots.

After spitting out this pool of blood, Logan's face turned much pale and his arms trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth and said with a firm gaze, "No, I can't fall down. I must find a solution to the aging problem of my internal organs as soon as possible. Otherwise, all that awaits me is death."

At that moment, a chilling breeze swept through the closed basement.

How could there be wind down here?

Someone had come in!

Logan's hairs stood on end as he called out, "Who's there?"

In the next moment, a voice rang out in his ear, incredibly clear.

"Logan, don't be afraid. I know you don't want to die, and I can help you. Of course, I need you to do something for me in return."

Logan asked, "Who are you?"

The voice suddenly laughed, and the laughter was quite eerie."Who am I? Since you want to know, why not come and see for yourself!"

In the next moment, Logan found himself in a changed world.

He seemed to have arrived in an unknown realm. It was nighttime, but the moon in the sky was blood-red.

A blood-red moon!

This unnerved Logan, bringing to mind some terrifying legends.

Before him stood a young man.

However he was not entirely human.

Because that person had a purple face, with a single horn growing from their forehead, and blood-red streaks appearing on both sides of their face, giving off an eerie and sinister impression.

The person spoke up, "You can call me Dark. As for my identity, you'll find out later."

At this point, Logan actually calmed down.

The fact that this strange person could bring him to such a place, no matter how it was done, indicated one thing—Dark could easily kill him if he wanted to.

Moreover, Logan was already on the brink of death.

Understanding this, Logan looked at Dark and asked, "Mr. Dark, what do you need me to do?"

Dark smiled and complimented him, "Logan, I wasn't wrong about you. You're far superior to that old fool. Rest assured, if you perform the task excellently, I won't be stingy with my reward. And to give you more motivation, I've decided to grant you a certain power in advance."

With that, Dark reached out toward Logan.

What is he going to do?

Logan felt completely immobilized, while Dark's outstretched arm kept elongating, only lingering on his chest for a moment before turning into sharp claws that penetrated his chest and extracted his still beating heart.

The heart of Logan was removed, but Logan did not die.

He watched as Dark held his heart in his hand.As a surge of power flowed in, the blood-red heart gradually turned purple, with a ring of black patterns wrapping around it, giving it a decidedly sinister appearance.

Logan instinctively asked, "What is this?"

Dark smiled and replied, "This is a little gift for our first meeting. I've added a bit of ability to your heart, allowing your body to merge with different bloodlines. This ability should greatly facilitate your research, and perhaps you might even find a new path in the supernatural world."

Logan didn't understand what Dark was referring to.

Although he had some control over supernatural powers, his knowledge was primarily limited to Potions.

He wasn't very familiar with other aspects, especially those involving ancient secrets.

He couldn't grasp what a new path in the supernatural world would entail.

However, as Dark stuffed his heart back into his chest and the wound on his chest quickly healed, Logan immediately felt the strength of his new heart.The surge of power thrilled him immensely.

He asked again, "What do you need me to do?"

Only then did Dark speak, "I need you to find someone for me. His name is Enzo; he's a priest from a certain tribe. Gain his trust and get close to him. I'll contact you again when the time is right."

"Enzo?"

Logan repeated the name, finding it somewhat familiar.

He wanted to ask for more specific details, but Dark vanished, leaving Logan with no choice but to abandon his inquiries.

Moments later, the basement echoed with Logan's excited laughter.

He looked at the bodies of the supernatural creatures around him, elated, and muttered to himself, "With the bloodline fusion ability granted by the heart, I'll be able to acquire the powers of supernatural beings through transplantation. Soon, I'll become the most powerful entity in the Barren Mountain region."

"However—"

Logan's expression hardened as he left the basement.

He glanced at the still-struggling Dilly and suddenly remembered who Enzo was.

Previously, Dilly had reported that Enzo had wiped out a tribe on the Plata Plain.

So, Dilly knew Enzo.

In that case… Dilly couldn't be left alive!

This woman knew too many of his secrets and was acquainted with Enzo. If his secrets were exposed, it would surely incite the anger of many.

With a sigh, Logan then turned to Dilly and said, "Dilly, farewell."