In the workhouse of 34 Route Nazirabad, there were men sitting in a hall with crates filled with hand bombs and iron bats scattered around, with a man lying on a sofa with headphones on. Victor was wearing an all-black tracksuit with his buzzcut and a single short stitch in his forehead. Then the doors opened with one man emerging; he was Viper. His eyes were still subtly red, and his hand was shaking. In a panting voice, he spoke, "Victor, why did you call me here? My gang is burning; it must be serious." Victor was dead calm; he took out his headphones. "I know that very well, brother, that the end of Black Knuckles soon is coming." Victor spoke with his sharp Russian accent. Viper startled as he was exposed to the truth he was running away from. "What the he–" "I offer you my hand, Viper; my 500 men and armory will help you like a sworn companion," Victor cut Viper off mid-sentence. His hands rose a little, showing brotherhood. "How can I believe in your words? Victor, "We share the same purposes: eliminating 80517 and capturing the throne of El Dorado." "Wake up to reality; I already tried it and failed miserably." "You are dumb, brother; you need a priest to capture the demon, and I will be your priest, and once we capture the throne, we can split the profit." Victor raised his hands towards Viper. His face was calm, and it looks like a good friendly deal, but who knows what the black soil can do?
And meanwhile, in the same old garden, Dark was sitting, not journaling this time; he decided not to. Then came a small reading from the sensor he placed on Victor just in case he did something unpleasant to him. The reading noted a conversation between Victor and Viper, and Dark stopped everything he was doing. The sick man knew what it meant: war, the thing that was dark was running away all the time. But now reality has slapped him in the face, and he is awake. He stands up and sets his messy hair and tells himself, "It looks like El Dorado has forgotten who the demon is; let them see what my prime is," and he walks off the garden to the old auditorium. With a thought that he himself doesn't want to recognize, "If 80517 falls, I will destroy El Dorado."
And in the old auditorium, all the leaders of five gangs of El Dorado in the entire history of this union wanted one thing: war. Viper stands up and says, "80517 has attacked my territory and seized it; this means a declaration of war. 80517 wants the union to dissolve. " Hearing this, a smug look appears on the face of Blue Lighter; he is loving this. He says, "So, acting leader of 80517, King, do you have any objection?" "If I do, will it matter to you all? Well, the thing is, I accept I attacked and captured some territories of Viper, but it was in response to his little experiments." "So I take it as acceptance of your crimes," says Victor. And then a voice comes from the door, "What acceptance, my friend? You are planning to escalate this matter so the union will be dissolved and so will all its rules." Dark continues, "I remember the one who was opposing the idea of union was only you, Victor," and seeing Dark with his hair set, all of the people except King flashed a vague memory of blood and screams they saw when El Dorado was uniting. And they all froze. Dark sits in the chair like he owns the place; he actually owns it as a man who refused the title of YAMAZAKI three times.
He plays the recording of Victor and Viper, and hearing that, Loghan and Blue Lighter both stand up. "What the hell are you two planning? "Do you want the blood again?" Loghan exclaims in anger. "As the speaker of the union, I stop the share of the gang Cobras and Black Knuckles; you two will not get any profit from the earnings of the union and still have to obey the rules."
After hearing this, both Victor and Viper are in shock and in anger as they expect that Dark will have solid proof. Of this. Then Viper stops Victor. "We have to stop Dark; he is the real threat for our motive," Viper says, and Victor replies,
"DARK SHALL DIE."