Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 511 Favorite?

Milo said, “Lord Sirius has protected the members of our totem family. At critical times, we can obtain the power

bestowed by Lord Sirius. But there is a limit on the number of times.

“Every time we borrow Lord Sirius’ power, we must sacrifice a third of our souls.”

Milo raised his arm with difficulty and pointed to his eyes.

The whites of his eyes had turned entirely red, only the pupil, which was still the original pitch-black color.

Milo said, “I borrowed Lord Sirius’ power once before, and today is the second time. So two-thirds of my soul has

been sacrificed. If I sacrifice again, my eyeballs will completely turn red.”

“What will happen then?”

“At that time, my soul will become a part of Lord Sirius, and Lord Sirius will control my body. But it is the honor of

every member of our totem family to be able to integrate with Lord Sirius.”

As Milo spoke, he revealed a proud expression.

John felt it was highly perverted.

That Lord Sirius must be not good.

But there were still many totem families like this hidden in this world.

John thought for a while and said with a strange expression. “Since you think it is a kind of honor, why don’t you

summon it again? Did not your soul be sacrificed to it three times?”

Milo smiled wryly and shook his head. “Do you think I don’t want to? It’s just that in a short time, I can’t summon

Lord Sirius twice.”

“That’s a pity. You are destined not to die for your honor today.”

John said something ironic, glanced at Milo again, and asked, “What’s the matter with that girl?”

“She is the favorite chosen by Lord Sirius.”

“Favorite?”

“Yes, our Lord Sirius chooses a minion every year, and that little bastard… the imprint on Nora Wodehouse’s

shoulder is the symbol of the favorite.”

Milo wanted to call the girl a little bastard, but seeing John staring at him, he changed his words hastily.

Only then did John know that the girl’s name was Nora Wodehouse.

“But what about the favorite?” John asked out the doubt in his heart.

Milo spat out a mouthful of blood and said, “The so-called favorite means being lucky enough to be the sacrifice of

Lord Sirius. Only by sacrificing one favorite yearly will Lord Sirius continue to protect us.”

“Absurd!”

When John heard these words, he was furious.

For such a child to be used as a sacrifice, and to be called a favorite, was simply cruel and senseless.

That Lord Sirius was not a good thing.

Milo didn’t think so and said with a distorted mind, “We are most proud to be the favorite of Lord Sirius, but that

bastard doesn’t cherish and wants to escape….

“Nonsense!”

John kicked Milo on the head and said coldly, “Where is your totem family? Tell me now!”

“Ahem…”

Milo coughed blood in pain but with a distorted smile on his face. He stared at John contemptuously and said,

“Oracle King, don’t you think you can fight against our entire family alone?”

‘Tell me the address!”

John shouted coldly again.

Milo didn’t answer and continued saying, “I admit you have some strength. But in front of Lord Sirius, your strength

is not enough…”

“I asked you to tell me the address!”

“Oracle King, do you know I looked down on you before? People like us all looked down on you and thought you

were a clown. But today, I found out that we were wrong.

“You are indeed different from us.

“Whether it is those cultivators in the Alps Mountain or our totem families hidden in the world, we are selfish. They

had no country feelings and no such thing as compassion.

“Because those kindnesses will only become our hindrance and waste our energy.

“Oracle King, you have such strength at a young age, proving your outstanding cultivation talent. I advise you to

stop worrying about these and spend more time on cultivation. This is the most beneficial thing for you.

“To hell with your so-called kindness!”

Boom!

Milo kept talking to himself.

John was annoyed and impatient, so he stepped Milo’s head into the pit and said angrily, “I asked you to tell me the

address, and you just talk nonsense to me. If you don’t want to say it, go to hell!*

“Haha, Oracle King, how could I not want to tell you? I wish you could go to Lord Sirius and let Lord Sirius tear

you apart and send you to hell.*

Milo’s head was stepped into the mud, but he was still grinning.

“I have a jade tablet in my pocket. If you take it, you can find us the Wodehouse Family. I look forward to seeing you

meet me soon in hell.”

John rummaged through Milo’s pocket and found a jade tablet inside.

This was similar to the jade tablet Nancy gave when John went to the Alps Mountain to find the Cinnabar Sect. It

could be used to guide the direction.

John put away the jade tablet, let go of his feet, and looked down at Milo indifferently.

“1. John, have my principles. I don’t need your advice. Maybe it seems like meddling to you, but to me, it is the

bottom line of morality.

“You have your own reasons for being selfish, but please don’t impose your standards on me. It’s just that the road

is different. Don’t judge anyone else.”

John said lightly.

Milo was laughing wildly.

In his opinion, what John said was a joke.

“There were so many injustices in this world. Who would take care of them? Can you manage it? Are you in control?

Just take care of yourself, okay?

“It’s ridiculous that you want to be a saint.” Milo thought,

“Besides…”

John paused momentarily, then continued, “You said that it’s wasting energy and delaying cultivation by taking care

of these things. But in my opinion, that’s not the case at all.”

Boom!

As he said that, all the aura on John’s body blossomed.