Chapter 845: Chapter 468: Mutation of the God of Death (1)_2
Suddenly, a flashlight beam lit up, illuminating that direction as everyone’s gaze imdiately followed it over.
Under the flashlight, one could see one of the five-star Exorcists still sitting there just like before, but now Wu Mayun was standing behind him.
At this ti, Wu Mayun’s body looked even more emaciated, as if it was about to wither away. Her short hair, which originally didn’t even reach her shoulders, now covered both the front and back of her head, tightly so that her facial features were completely invisible, extrely eerie.
Wu Mayun’s hands rested on the shoulders of the five-star Exorcist, standing behind him, motionless and erect.
As for the five-star Exorcist in front of her, his face was now pale, his body shaking, his facial features having slightly sunken in; the gurgling sound coming from his throat was in fact blood overflowing from his mouth.
A large amount of blood gushed from the throat, continuously flowing down from the corners of his mouth.
Because the Exorcist was tightly closing his lips, the blood was pouring out from his nostrils, and soon his eyes too turned red with blood brimming.
The flashlight beam only lasted for about three to four seconds before it turned off without warning.
The piercing laughter from Wu Mayun rose up, as if she had found her next target, leaving the shoulder of that five-star Exorcist and approaching one of the elders of the Exorcist Brigade.
It was this person who had turned on the portable flashlight, which was very small and hung on a keychain, quite convenient for regular use.
At the sa mont, Zhang Chengjing forcefully stood up, dragging Yan Junze with him, and quickly whispered in his ear: “Wu Mayun is a God of Death, in between humans and strangenesses; she is now unable to control the bizarre changes. Take Xiaomo and get away quickly!”
“Your strength…” Yan Junze couldn’t help but whisper softly.
“Under the Absolute Territory, everyone becos ordinary people in front of her!” Zhang Chengjing pushed Yan Junze towards the direction of Zhang Xiaomo in the darkness, “Wu Mayun can execute the strongest intrusion, move it!”
The situation was so urgent that Yan Junze couldn’t fully digest Zhang Chengjing’s words, having already been pushed towards where Zhang Xiaomo had just been sitting.
At that mont, the elder of the Brigade who had turned on the flashlight suddenly let out a shrill scream.
There was a thud, as if it was the sound of a head striking the conference table.
Without the luxury to think further, Yan Junze bent down towards where Zhang Xiaomo had been sitting and whispered urgently: “Xiaomo, follow !”
There was no response in the darkness.
Yan Junze paused, reaching out toward that direction only to grab at empty air; the place where Zhang Xiaomo had been sitting was now vacant.
He quickly extended his hands to search around, but indeed, there was nothing; not just the spot where Zhang Xiaomo had been sitting, but also nobody was in the nearby row of chairs.
The eting room door was actually not far from Xiaomo’s original spot; a few large strides would take one right to the doorway.
The thought imdiately ca to Yan Junze’s mind: could Xiaomo have left the eting room amidst the commotion just now?
But then he thought again, it was impossible; Zhang Chengjing had just told her not to move, and in a situation where she knew nothing, just like him, she couldn’t have left.
If she had acted so rashly, Zhang Xiaomo wouldn’t have survived until now.
The elder who had turned on the flashlight was not an Exorcist, but one of the founders of this Exorcist organization, created alongside Zhang Chengjing and others. At this mont, after his head had struck the conference table, no more sounds ca from him.
The entire conference room fell into a death-like silence once again.
Yan Junze had initially been ready to call out Zhang Xiaomo’s na amidst the chaos, but now he didn’t dare to make a sound either.
Straining his eyes open wide, he could only see about a palm’s distance from himself; anything farther was shrouded in darkness.
Zhang Chengjing had ntioned before that Wu Mayun could perform the strongest intrusion, indicating that she would first have to intrude in order to approach and harm him; he must be mindful of this.
Wu Mayun, as a God of Death who had sohow turned into strangenesses, had beco terrifyingly powerful, enough to form an “Absolute Territory” that turned all Exorcists within it into re mortals, devoid of their ability to control the magnetic field.
Understanding this, Yan Junze realized why he could not activate the Spaceti Atlas or the Control Field.
This here, was the Absolute Territory of a God of Death, sowhat similar to the Reaper Forbidden Zone, but clearly many tis more powerful than the latter.
Yan Junze wondered whether he could leave the realm of Wu Mayun once he went outside the eting room.
Once out of the Absolute Territory, he could Rewind.
But currently, Zhang Xiaomo had vanished; he must find her first.
Yan Junze stood silently in the aisle, the conference table and chairs likely on his right, whereas to his left were a row of auditorium seats against the wall.
Since everything around turned quiet, he dared not move for now, just standing silently there, gently turning his head, trying his best to scrutinize the surroundings.
Now guessing, even if Zhang Xiaomo wasn’t in her seat, she might not have gone far; he just needed to try moving slowly without bumping into anyone, especially the hidden Wu Mayun–he should be able to find Xiaomo nearby.
If soone had been standing in front of him, he might have felt so warmth or breathing from the other person, but now the whole eting room felt like an ice cavern, devoid of anything but cold.
After finally moving a couple of steps, Yan Junze reached out tentatively and in the next second, he touched an ice-cold hand.
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