Chapter 477: Clone
Elder Boatman grabbed a gum worm between two fingers, slurping it in. Jack cringed. The worm disappeared down the vampire’s throat, dead the moment he touched it.
“You have achieved great merit, Jack,” Elder Boatman said. “News of your breakthrough have spread far and wide. The failing morale of our army has temporarily recovered. You’ve given our cultivators a source of inspiration, and our enemies one of fear. You’ve also made me proud. Good job.”
“Thanks, Master,” Jack replied, trying to keep his mind away from how the Elder was still eating worms.
“Of course, everything has consequences,” the vampire continued. “The Immortals are aware of your existence, and they’ll do anything they can to exterminate you. Don’t be surprised when they send A-Grades to personally hunt you down.”
Jack stood straight. “I can handle it.”
“I know. But we can’t. My starship houses tens of millions of people, and I’d rather not invite the enemy’s full attention to my doorstep. Besides, if they really do find us, I may not be able to protect you. You will leave the Death Boat in a few hours and head towards the New Cathedral, our current headquarters. The Arch Priestess herself wants to see you. She may accept you as a disciple, so I suggest making a good impression. Maybe even wear a shirt.”
“What?” Jack said. “Hold on, I’ll be leaving? But I just arrived.”
“I’m sad too, my disciple,” Elder Boatman replied. “However, even if I hadn’t received direct orders, it would be irresponsible of me to keep you here. Protecting you is my duty as your master, but I have to accept I may not be able to. It’s a shame.”
“You saved my life,” Jack replied. “And Brock’s. We are extremely grateful.”