Origin Lust Sword System

The middle-aged District Administrator solemnly looked at the two old men and respectfully stated, "Gentlemen, you two are the only two persons I admire and deeply respect. Thank you for coming at such short notice."

The old man, with a wilted face and sharp narrow eyes, chuckled, "Don't flatter yourself, little Darryl. I know why you called me here."

How could the Chief of Police didn't know why the District Administrator summoned him on such short notice in the middle of the night?

"Ah, you are as arrogant as ever, Old Sen." The old man with a healthy build scoffed. As the retired District Administrator, he was a good friend of the Chief of Police, Sen Wiseman.

"At least I'm still not retired like you, Old Man, Aaron!" Sen scoffed.

"You just don't want to give your Son in law the Chief position since it hurt your little pride." Old man Aaron also didn't hold back and retorted.

Old man Sen's expression instantly contorted as he glared at his good friend.

Darryl had this embarrassing expression when he saw those old men taking shots at each other right off the bat, and they hadn't even started discussing the grave matter. Furthermore, both of them were his elders, and they clearly didn't care about his rank, as he was still the little kid in their eyes.

He helplessly said, "Father, Big Uncle, this situation is really serious."

"Hmph, let's have a chess match after this, and your 100 Years old Ruby Whiskey is at stake, do you dare?" Old man Sen grimly proposed.

Old man Aaron coldly snorted, "Then you better prepare to lose the Enlighten Tea!"

"Let's see who loses what!"

Just like that, they both made a bet, and the stakes were something so precious that they could buy three districts with them.

Darryl felt his heartache when he heard the stakes, but he didn't dare to state his opinion since his father would rather beat him up than back down now.

So, he quickly started to talk before those two grumpy old men stake their entire ancestral fortune, "As Big Uncle might've already received reports that in the last two hours, we have breaches in District-G, District-F, District-E, District-D, District-C, and District-B entrance gates.

"According to the guards, the victims were found unconscious without any internal or external wounds. The forensic reports also didn't have any element of poison or sedative involved.

"After the guards started to regain conciseness, almost everyone had the same statement."

Both old men's expression was solemn as they looked at Darryl without obstructing him.

Darryl's expression went somewhat pale as he revealed, "They all saw two black-clad figures before they fell into a strange dream-like state before completely blacking out."

As an old wily fox, old man Arron knew what Darryl was implying, "So, you think an ability user, a Unique, is involved, and this person might be the Mastermind behind the paradise needle and the massacres in the lower districts, right?"

Old man Sen sighed as he grimly stated, "We both know it's highly likely the truth. I think it's time to admit that the Unescapable Wall has been breached from the other side."

Old man Arron sighed ruefully, "Do you think 'they' no longer care about the 'oath' anymore?"

Darryl didn't dare to interfere as he listened attentively with a foreboding expression.

"Even if that's the case, what can we do about it?" Old man Sen shows a feeble expression completely different from a moment ago.

"Well, we can't just let this Unique massacre us and think of us as some livestock who can't resist. Over 80% of BODs had been dead because of the Paradise Needle scandal. If it were just that, I would've cared less if they were all massacred.

"But this person had clearly shown he didn't go just after those BODs as he killed hundreds of people like us and the enforces nonetheless. Now all of a sudden, there had been six breaches, and his target is quite oblivious, district-A!" Old man Aaron sternly stated.

"Father, do you think he's after the 'Oath Relic?'" Darryl couldn't help but dryly chime in.

Old man Sen scowled and uttered with a frigid face, "If he's really coming for it, then our very existence is at stake here. Those Uniques didn't dare to get rid of us; their embarrassing past, because of the Oath Relic's existence.

"Since they could breach this place, then this could only mean they had already discovered the way to overcome the Oath Relic's restrictions. Now, they're even starting to act so openly, without caring about hiding anymore.

"So, yeah, I think they are no longer afraid of the Oath Relic anymore and trying to clear us and bury their past, once and for all!"

"112 years! We willingly entered this prison with those infected worms for 112 years just to live peacefully, but they're still not letting us live!" Old man Aaron clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth as he trembled in rage.

A hint of sadness and rage surfaced in Old man Sen's eyes. He was just as angry and helpless as Aaron.

He suddenly looked toward paled Darryl and solemnly spoke, "Lord Administrator, please state why you summoned us to the Relic Tomb!"

Aaron sighed ruefully as he nodded toward Darryl as well.

Aaron knew why they were three gathered in this place because this kind of meeting could be held in their cozy homes. Without their willingness, they both would never have come, even if Darryl had begged them.

Because this place was something left behind by someone as a last resort, and it could only be used if the ordinaries faced the threat of extinction from the Uniques.

Darryl finally collected himself as he finally showed mad resolve, "According to the Oath, if anyone with any sort of ability kills people in the Slum District, then the Acting District Administrator, the Chief of Police, and the Retired District Administer will use their 'Oath Keys' to open the Relic Tomb and shall ask the Oath Keeper for justice once!

"I want to open the Relic Tomb because I don't think we will get another chance if we hesitate any longer!"

"We concur!" Both old men solemnly stated.

Thereafter, without hesitation, Darryl took out a small black knife with a strange red pattern and cut open his palm and then slammed it on the column, and fervently yelled, "Oath Keeper, please awake and judge our case. We beseech you!"

Old man Aaron also followed Darryl's action and took out another black knife, but the patterns on it were somewhat different from Darryl's knife. He also slammed his hands on the column and roared harshly.

"Oath Keeper, please awake and judge our case. We beseech you!"

Old man Sen also didn't hesitate and took out another black knife with a different pattern from Aaron and Darryl.

He followed their action and repeated the same line as he slammed his hand on the column, "Oath Keeper, please awake and judge our case. We beseech you!"

The gray column started to dye in those three blood, and strangely the blood started to spread on top of the column, and as it spread, fine dark symbols started to surface over the column's top.

​ "What is happening?" Darryl's mumbled as he watched the blood spread.

"A strange force is at work here. There's no doubt about it." Arron muttered solemnly as his old face got pale.

"Sigh… I really didn't want to use this only one chance for our safety. But it can't be helped." Sen sighed as he attentively watched.

"I'm going to ask the Oath Keeper to take all the ordinaries to a secluded location where no one will be able to find us again. This is the only way to get away from this prison and away from the Uniques." Darryl stated.

"My thought exactly. They can have this shithole themselves. I just hope the Oath Keeper can really do this." Sen showed a hint of doubt.

"It can definitely do that. My Father, the first ever Administrator, had told me that the Oath Keeper is someone even those Uniques feared, and as long as the oath was made in the name of Oath Keeper, there is no chance of breaking it.

"If not for that benefactor's backing, we might not even be alive, much less give this oath relic." Aaron sighed melancholically.

At this moment, their expression changed because the white column suddenly started trembling uncontrollably as those dark symbols started to release a black sheen.

They all instinctively pull their hands back, but to their horror, they aren't able to because their hands are stuck in their respective places as blood continues to flow.

"I can't move my hand!" Darryl was deadly pale as he could feel that his blood was started to gush out at high speed.

"We'll die at this rate!" Sen's old face was almost like a ghost as he was panting and struggling just to stand.

Aaron was not any better.

Both of them were almost 80 years old, and this much blood loss was akin to death.

But that column seemed to didn't care about those old men's plight as it was now almost covered in blood and dyed in crimson.

Thereafter, an eerie voice suddenly rang, "The 'Devil' has judged and given its verdict.

"The Dark Oath has been breached by the 'Unique.' As clause, the 'Silver-Grade: Dark Skeleton Dimension' shall descend on 'Slum District' and spread throughout the entire 'Cloudless Country'!"