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To humans, these plants may seem like ordinary flowers and grasses, but for Cuihua, they could be life-saving herbs.
However, in the eyes of demons, these seemingly harmless plants can become deadly poisons when combined properly.
Do not ask why demons recognize these plants, just as you would not question why there are humans in so many worlds. In fact, many creatures across different realms share similarities; only a few differences exist.
Just as one world may have cows, it does not mean that another world cannot have them.
All creatures common in many realms have already integrated into the bloodlines of higher beings from those worlds.
There is no doubt that demons represent a higher bloodline.
Upon seeing these plants, Gabriel's mind began to formulate an excellent plan:
He would turn these plants into a highly toxic poison and contaminate the water sources of other villages.
Once the villagers were all dead, he could then absorb their souls.
This way, he could restore his strength without any magical fluctuations that might alert other powerful beings in Kairit World.
They would only uncover this as a case of poisoning and would never suspect that it was the work of a demon.
Suppressing his excitement, Gabriel approached the plants nonchalantly.
He crouched down carefully, keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings to ensure his brother did not notice his actions.
Then, he swiftly reached out and uprooted the plants with practiced agility, carefully placing them into the cloth bag he carried with him.
As he thought of this, a sinister smile unconsciously crept onto his lips, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to follow his brother through the forest, as if nothing had happened.
…
The night fell like a heavy black curtain, pressing down on the earth and shrouding the entire world in darkness.
Gabriel seized the cover of night, slipping out of Cuihua's Home like a specter.
His figure appeared particularly eerie under the moonlight, tightly clutching a small vial containing the poison he had meticulously prepared. Inside was a deadly concoction, each drop infused with enough toxin to kill ten adults.
This poison was colorless and tasteless; even if consumed right before someone’s eyes, it would merely seem like a bottle of water.
“Hahaha, those who are unwilling to shed their conscience cannot succeed! Which successful person in this world hasn’t stained their first fortune with blood?”
“To be a devil, one must have the heart to be ruthless!”
Gabriel felt his humanity fading more and more, uncertain of when it might completely vanish, leaving only the heart of a demon.
“But I have no regrets!”
Gabriel walked along the main road toward a nearby village. The instincts of a demon allowed him to move effortlessly through the darkness.
The village appeared particularly tranquil under the night sky; its inhabitants had all fallen into slumber.
The silence enveloped the village like a dead city, with only the occasional bark of a dog reminding one that this was indeed a village.
In the world of the poor, there was no light at night.
Gabriel walked straight toward the only well in the village, located in the center and serving as the source of water for the villagers.
He stood by the edge of the well, gazing down into its dark depths. His eyes, shimmering with an eerie light, reflected back at him, as if they were the gaze of something from hell.
“Don’t blame me.”
“Let you all become my sustenance.”
Gabriel slowly opened the bottle in his hand and tilted it, allowing the poison to flow gently into the well, creating ripples on the surface of the water.
Watching the poison gradually dissolve, Gabriel felt no stirrings in his heart.
“Let it end like this.”
…
The morning sun cast its light over the village, a time that should have been filled with vitality, but it was shattered by a frantic cry that broke the tranquility.
“It’s bad! Something has happened! People have died in the neighboring village!”
The news hit like a bombshell, instantly causing chaos among the villagers.
Gabriel, still lost in sleep, was jolted awake by the commotion. “What’s going on? What happened? Why is it so noisy?”
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he feigned ignorance and slowly sat up in bed. Stretching lazily, he donned his outer garments and strolled out of his house to see what had transpired.
“Demons have invaded Xi Hua Village! Everyone in the village has been killed!”
“What?” Gabriel felt a surge of secret delight upon hearing the terrifying news; finally, he had the opportunity to collect a vast number of souls to restore his strength.
However, he quickly put on a shocked expression, his mouth agape and eyes wide, feigning disbelief and a hint of fear, as if he were utterly taken aback by the news.
“How did you find out?” He tried to make his voice sound filled with confusion.
“I passed by Xi Hua Village this morning and noticed it was eerily silent,” the villager who came to deliver the news gasped, his chest heaving as he spoke in fits and starts. “When I went inside, the entire village… not a single soul was left! Not one!”
His voice trembled with deep terror, his eyes still reflecting the horror of the gruesome scene he had witnessed.
“So stealthy and deadly, it must be the work of a demon!”
A strong young man in the crowd shouted, his voice slightly cracking with anger and fear. This outburst sent waves of panic through the surrounding villagers, fear spreading like wildfire among them.
The others in the village were equally stunned by the news, their faces etched with shock and dread.
The village elders stood to one side, their wrinkled faces twisted in terror, resembling crumpled paper.
Their lips quivered slightly, like leaves shivering in a cold wind. Some shook their heads repeatedly, murmuring to themselves:
“What are we going to do? How could this happen…”
“Demons are truly terrifying; an entire village wiped out without a sound.”
“No wonder they came for taxes and war; it turns out demons are really that frightening!”
An elderly man leaning on a cane leaned forward slightly in fear, his eyes filled with despair. His words were heavy with worry and helplessness about the future.
One of the young men suddenly had a thought:
"Hey, since we're paying taxes to the Empire to fight at the front lines, can we ask them to help us catch this demon?"
As soon as the other villagers heard this, it was as if they had grasped a lifeline, and they immediately began to chatter excitedly. A burly middle-aged man shouted:
"Exactly! If they're going to catch demons anyway, why not catch the one here?" His face was filled with anger and anticipation, and his clenched fists revealed his inner excitement.
"Yes! We’ve already paid our taxes, so let’s have them come back and deal with the demon!" a woman chimed in.
The atmosphere became charged with enthusiasm as everyone spoke over one another, growing increasingly animated.
Among them were a few strong young men who, fueled by their fervor, pounded their chests and declared they would rush to the Empire's officials in other villages and demand they return quickly to handle the demon.
Gabriel listened to the villagers' discussion, a hint of barely perceptible panic flashing in his eyes.
Amidst the clamor, he quietly turned away, pretending as if nothing was amiss.
"If they're going to seek out the Empire's people, they might actually bring back some important figures," he thought to himself as he walked, unconsciously quickening his pace.
"What if they see through my identity? Then my plan to develop in peace here will be ruined!"
The thought filled him with urgency; the demon's nature intensified his craving for power.
"No! I need to go to Xi Hua Village, absorb some souls, regain my strength, and then take out anyone who tries to report back."
Originally, Gabriel had planned to leave later, but since plans rarely survive contact with reality, he had no choice but to adapt on the fly.
Gabriel casually found an excuse to tell Cuihua that he was going to take a stroll in the woods behind the village to clear his mind.
Cuihua, immersed in fear, did not ask further questions and merely reminded him to come back early.
Gabriel hurriedly left home, carefully avoiding the crowd along the way.
He relied on his demonic instincts, keenly sensing the movements around him. At the slightest rustle, he would immediately hide. With his sharp perception of danger, he quickly made his way toward Xi Hua Village.
Finally, Gabriel arrived at Xi Hua Village.
The scene before him was eerily silent; the entire village was terrifyingly quiet, so much so that he could hear his own heartbeat.
Apart from a few dogs wandering aimlessly on the street, letting out helpless whimpers, everyone else remained motionless.
Some villagers leaned against doorframes, their eyes wide open but devoid of life;
Others lay stiffly in the middle of the street, their bodies contorted, with marks on the ground around them indicating struggles, as if they had endured extreme pain before dying;
There were even some who bizarrely hung from trees, their bodies swaying gently in the breeze, clothes torn by branches revealing streaks of blood—a scene both strange and haunting.
As Gabriel gazed at the corpses scattered throughout the village, a greedy glint flickered in his eyes. He could hardly contain himself as he rushed into the village, arms wide open, ready to absorb the lingering souls and restore his power.
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