Jennix's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing deep into Karn's heart.
His body swayed violently, and he almost couldn't remain standing.
Exiled for hundreds of years, carrying the weight of sin for centuries, and in the end, it was all because of some bullshit prophecy?
Karn took a deep breath, and it took a moment before he finally accepted this fact.
He could accept being ostracized and abandoned by his father and siblings because of a nonsensical prophecy.
But there was one thing he had to understand:
"Then what about Mother? If I am the damn traitor in the prophecy, Mother was innocent!"
"You clearly had the power to resurrect her! Why didn't you?!"
This was the burden that had weighed on Karn's heart for hundreds of years.
It was the root of his constant agony throughout those long ages.
Did he really kill his own mother with his own hands?
Or... did his family watch the mother who raised them die in total agony while remaining completely indifferent?
He needed an answer—an answer that could either set him free or make him sink into total despair.
Hearing that long-absent title, one almost forgotten by everyone, a rare look of daze appeared on Jennix's face, as if he had fallen into a brief memory.
That expression even gave birth to a flicker of unrealistic hope in the depths of Karn's heart.
Perhaps this brother... realized he was wrong?
But in the next second, Jennix laughed.
That smile was filled with extreme mockery and incomprehension, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the World.
"What do you mean, 'what about her'? Dead is dead." He spread his hands as if it were the most natural thing in the World. "Why would we resurrect a worthless burden like that?"
As soon as these words came out, let alone Karn, even Peter nearby couldn't help but furrow his brow.
"Are you fucking serious?"
Murderous intent surged in Peter's eyes; it had nothing to do with Evil Peter's consciousness, he was simply shocked to the core by such an outrageous statement.
"The mother who gave birth to you and raised you... is just a 'worthless burden' to you?"
"What else?" Jennix tilted his head, questioning Peter without a shred of guilt, his eyes looking at him like he was a primitive man who didn't know how to use tools.
"A creature with low combat ability, no independent hunting skills, and no use other than being a reproductive tool—if that's not a burden, what is?"
He adjusted the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose, a habitual gesture of his as a scientist.
"The only reason she became our mother was that she happened to be born alongside Father. Moreover, there was simply no other creature in this World capable of carrying on Father's superior bloodline besides her."
At this point, his tone suddenly became filled with loathing:
"If she hadn't been so useless and tainted Father's excellent bloodline, perhaps we could all have been as powerful as Father. Why would we waste precious totem energy to resurrect inferior genes that polluted our gene pool?"
Having said this, he seemed to remember something. His gaze drifted toward Karn, and he added nonchalantly:
"Besides, the only one we wanted to kill back then was that piece of trash over there. That woman just inexplicably rushed forward to throw her life away; what does that have to do with us?"
"That waste chose to die, choosing to use her life to give that trash a more logical reason to leave the family. Why would we have stopped her?"
Hardened!
Peter's fists hardened!
In his two lives, he had seen countless heinous criminals and all sorts of anti-human lunatics, but not one could embody the word 'Beast' as righteously and thoroughly as Jennix.
However, before he could act—
"AAAAAAAAAH!"
A Beast-like roar erupted!
The string called reason in Karn's mind had completely snapped because of Jennix's outrageous speech.
He charged forward recklessly and slammed a heavy fist into Jennix's face!
The force of the punch was so great that half of Jennix's head caved in.
"That was our fucking mother!"
Karn grabbed the guy's hair, forcing him to look him in the eye, hoping to read even a shred of remorse there.
However, even with his face beaten beyond recognition, Jennix showed no sign of repentance. Instead, he looked at Karn with the mocking eyes of one staring at an inferior being.
"Trash... do you know why Father told us you were definitely the traitor in the prophecy shortly after you were born?"
"Because in trash like you, there are too many elements that simply don't deserve to be an 'Inheritor'! You are even more of a useless waste than that reproductive tool!"
Hearing this, Karn laughed.
The laughter was filled with endless sorrow and self-deprecation.
"I don't deserve to be an Inheritor?"
"Then perhaps... I should feel fortunate that I am different from Beasts like you!"
The moment the words fell, he suddenly let go of Jennix.
It wasn't because he had found peace, but because he was going back to pick up his Energy Harpoon to personally end this Beast of a brother!
Seeing this, Jennix still didn't realize death was imminent and continued his mockery:
"Trash, what do you want to do?"
"You don't think I'd lose to a family dis—"
Before he could finish his threat, Karn's figure turned into an afterimage, instantly rushing in front of him!
So fast!
Jennix's pupils shrank. He instinctively reached out his hands, attempting to use the terrifying innate power in his bloodline to tear apart this brother who dared to resist him.
Slash!
In the next second, Jennix's arms flew into the sky.
How is this possible?
Looking at his missing right hand, Jennix's eyes were filled with shock.
This trash... what incredible strength!
And his combat techniques—how could they be so advanced?
He hadn't even been able to react?
They had forgotten that these self-proclaimed noble and arrogant 'older brothers and sisters' had, over the long centuries, forgotten what true life-and-death combat was because of the infinite-life cheat code that was the Clone Factory; their combat skills had regressed severely.
Especially him, a technician who hadn't been out to hunt in over a century—he was the weakest among all the siblings!
In less than a dozen exchanges, Jennix's arms and legs were all gone.
He fell to the ground like a fleshy worm, finally realizing a fact that made his soul tremble.
He was no match for Karn!
Worse still...
If he died here...
Died at Karn's hands...
Then during the time it took for him to be resurrected, the factory would be completely unguarded!
That Other and the spiders he brought would definitely take the opportunity to completely destroy this place!
At that time, all the efforts of their Inheritor Family would be for naught!
And he would face... death in the truest sense!
"Stop! Stop! Karn! My dear brother!"
He scrambled and crawled to avoid Karn's next attack, his face no longer showing arrogance or mockery, only humble pleading.
"I was wrong! I admit it, you are the strongest among us! You've surpassed Morlun! You are Father's most perfect heir!"
Hearing this, Peter couldn't help but sneer from the side:
"You know you're wrong? You just know you're about to die!"