Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 435: Rakshasa's Pride

Fern's voice rang out, and voices of agreement instantly echoed in the tent.

"It seems to be the case!"

"I heard it too."

"Speaking of which... the guy who was chatting with the fire just now, is he gone?!"

A group of people were talking at once, and the notary frowned slightly.

"Someone mentioned Luosha to Shuo? Then Shuo was attacked, and at the same time, someone launched some kind of sorcery to disrupt people's hearts..."

"And...the guy who mentioned Rakshasa disappeared?"

Seeing that the notary seemed quite concerned, Fern couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

"Took the bait!"

This is exactly the effect that Fern wanted, and it is also the "scam" she had woven!

There is no need to lie actively. Just combine two unrelated things on the scene to mislead the notary and get the answer he wants.

Especially for the straightforward and simple-minded guys like the Blood Nation, it is almost self-evident what conclusions they will come to after seeing these conditions.

Sure enough, the notary then gave the reasoning that Fern had expected.

"A Rakshasa has sneaked in—it looks like they're disguised as humans!"

"The guy who mentioned Luosha to Luhuo is probably that Luosha... or rather, that Luosha's accomplice."

Even though it was Fern who had led the other party to this conclusion, she still pretended to be surprised and asked.

"What's his purpose in doing this... Since he got in disguised, why didn't he keep disguising himself?"

"The purpose is to create panic and chaos," the Xueluo notary said solemnly. "The Rakshasa are a race that disappeared thousands of years ago, but don't forget, before they disappeared, they once ruled this world!"

"He's come back now to infiltrate the Glory Festival in order to loudly announce the return of Rakshasa. To do this, he'll probably need to build momentum until the time is right before he officially makes his debut."

Fern nodded slightly after hearing the notary's words.

"I see!"

This analysis from the other party was also within Fern's expectations - after all, she had already asked Moro, and this was exactly what he meant by "motive".

A clever scam is often a mixture of nine truths and one lie!

The motives and what happened are true, but the final conclusion deviates from the truth.

Just like now, the surviving players and NPCs around him are all very fond of him.

Mara, the real Rakshasa, relied on himself to continue to conceal his identity.

This way, he could gain a certain amount of attention without being at the center of the conflict. Most importantly, he could maintain a good relationship with both the "Notary" and "Moro", two powerful entities.

The essence of fraud is to cheat both ends!

not to mention……

Maybe we can get more information about Rakshasa from this notary.

Just as Fern was thinking about this, the notary spoke again.

"And...I'm afraid there's more than that!"

"More than that?"

Fern pretended to be surprised and asked again.

There was actually an unexpected gain!

"Yes, if the Rakshasa chose the Glory Festival," the notary said after some thought, "I'm afraid there's another reason for this: to awaken the 'ancestral bloodline'!"

"The Glory Festival has been going on for a thousand years. This festival is an ancient Blood Kingdom tradition inherited by the Blood Luo and the Barbarians. The Glory Festival already existed when this country was still controlled by Luosha."

"According to the secret records within our tribe, at the Glory Ceremony of that year, the Rakshasa who won not only gained glory and status, but the winner could even undergo a ritual to further purify the Rakshasa bloodline within him, awakening his 'ancestral bloodline.'"

Xue Luo said this seriously, and Fern was even more surprised - this time it was not an act.

"So 'Moro' actually has this consideration!"

She felt that the Rakshasa was hiding something from her.

At this time, Fern also heard Moro beside him speak again in a light voice.

"Yes, this is indeed a very secretive ritual, but you still don't know enough... In the most ancient glory festival, not only Rakshasas participated in the ceremony, but also people of various races."

"Because that ritual not only helps the Rakshasa increase the blood concentration in their bodies and gain the strengthening of their ancestral bloodline, it can also bestow Rakshasa blood upon other races, allowing them to gain the power that originally belonged to them."

"This is also the reason why your Xueluo clan claims to be related to the Rakshasa clan," Moro said calmly, "Rather than saying we are relatives, it's better to say that the ancestor of your Xueluo clan was a rare alien who won the glory festival at that time!"

"It's not so much a kinship as it is a guy who has been given this honor!"

"I just don't know if your current Xueluo clan has inherited and recorded this glory."

Moro's tone was calm but with a hint of pride, which made the notary a little surprised and doubtful.

"What nonsense are you talking about... You're clearly just a human, how could you possibly know so many secrets about the Glory Festival?"

It seemed as if he had heard Moro's words for the first time, and subconsciously expressed doubts about those "deviant" contents.

But it was precisely this questioning that showed that the notary was also shaken.

Fern was very keenly aware of this.

Not only Fen, a moment later, others also smelled something different from the notary's violent reaction.

And sure enough, not long after, the notary began to think and speak.

"Even if it's a fabrication, with this level of detail that's so convincing, you can't be human, unless... you're not human at all."

"Moruo, Moruo, this name is more like a name that people of our Xueluo clan would give to us than a name that people of the human race would give to us."

"But you are not Xue Luo..."

Thinking of this, the notary clenched the bone staff in his hand.

"There's indeed a contestant who shouldn't be here, someone too powerful. During my inspection, I saw a body that died in a very unusual way, repeatedly torn apart. It certainly fits the legendary form of a Rakshasa."

"So, you are a Rakshasa... and you can only be a Rakshasa!"

The notary looked at Moro, his posture becoming extremely alert.

Mara stood up and said, "What an interesting accusation! If I were a Rakshasa, would I stand here and not leave?"

"Although I haven't seen them for a thousand years, I do understand a little bit about the Luosha clan," Xue Luo, holding the bone staff, had accepted everything and said calmly, "Xue Luo is descended from Luosha. Whether it's because of kinship or earned blood... spiritually, we share something in common with the Luosha clan."

"The Blood Luo are the proudest race in the Black Swamp. As the overlord for a thousand years, I imagine the Luosha are even more powerful than us."

"So...if you're not a Rakshasa, just tell me."

Is it that simple?

As expected, the people in the Black Swamp are all a bunch of fools who are easy to deceive!

When Fern heard the notary's words, he couldn't help but complain in his heart again.

but……

Because of this, Fern has already prepared himself mentally.

Because Moro is also a fool from the Black Swamp Realm!

He didn't even change his name.

And just as Fern expected, Moro just looked at her, with a momentary apology in his eyes. After nodding slightly in greeting, Moro turned back to the arrogant notary.

"Come on, Xue Luo—I also want to try. What can the descendants of the warriors who obtained a trace of bloodline power back then achieve now?"