Chapter 847: Chapter 469: Mutation of the God of Death (Part 2) (Congratulations to the eldest young master of the Huangfu family on becoming the leader!)
Just now, Zhang Chengjing had already noticed that the eting room door behind him had not been opened, which ant that Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo had not yet left; his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Although he did not know what had happened, the situation was obviously very bad now.
Earlier, when the flashlight was bright, everyone had been drawn to the scene where Wu Mayun intervened with the five-star Exorcist, and he hadn’t noticed Xiaomo’s situation.
If the door hadn’t been opened, it was very likely that Yan Junze hadn’t found Xiaomo.
After a mont of contemplation, he gently nudged the chair beside him, causing it to make a noise.
A cold breath approached, sweeping past Zhang Chengjing and pouncing toward the end of the chair that had made the noise.
Simultaneously, Yan Junze, holding Zhang Xiaomo’s hand, quickly walked to the door of the eting room, felt for the doorknob, twisted it open, and rushed out imdiately.
Once outside the eting room, the two of them were stunned by the situation outside the door.
At this ti, Yan Junze finally confird his speculation—the extent of Wu Mayun’s Absolute Territory was vast.
No wonder there had been screams and head-banging noises in the eting room, creating such a disturbance, yet the conference staff just outside the door had not heard anything?
If things outside the eting room were normal, soone would have co and opened the door by now.
Outside the room at this mont was equally dark.
Behind the nearby service counter was a young and beautiful staff mber, but at this mont, she seed to have lost consciousness, standing rigidly behind the counter, her slim silhouette motionless in the darkness.
Seeing that the situation outside was just as dire, Yan Junze quickly pulled Zhang Xiaomo beside him, and both leaned against the wall left of the eting room door, not moving.
The next second, the eting room door creaked, slowly being opened from the inside.
Now, one thing was favorable for Yan Junze and his companion—the darkness here was less intense than inside the eting room. With the help of the building’s external lights, they could see objects around seven or eight ters ahead, although the outlines were blurry.
At that mont, from within the darkness of the eting room, a withered hand grasped the door fra and then pulled the door open, revealing Wu Mayun’s gaunt figure, her face completely covered by dense short hair, as she slowly stepped out of the room.
Yan Junze tried activating the Rewind Skill, but still, there was no response.
He now guessed that Wu Mayun’s Absolute Territory might have at least covered this entire floor of the building, and if powerful enough, possibly even the floors above and below this one.
To Rewind, they must at least leave this area.
He now understood that the control domain field managed by the white long worms in his heart was sowhat similar to the Absolute Territory emitted by a God of Death like Wu Mayun.
Only that the white long worms’ was minor, while Wu Mayun’s type represented the essence. His Rewind Skill, under the influence of the worm’s control domain field, would cause certain organs to be unable to Rewind effectively, not to ntion that now he was completely under Wu Mayun’s Absolute Territory.
Regardless, just now in the eting room, the worm had cowered in the face of Wu Mayun’s Absolute Territory.
If they managed to escape this ti, Yan Junze knew that when encountering a God of Death in the future, he must avoid the ranged scope of their Absolute Territory and not give the opponent any chance.
Of course, this is only if he knew the opponent was a God of Death.
Moreover, this sudden incident was oddly strange; if a God of Death can’t even control their own body, they wouldn’t be a top-tier Exorcist. There must be so unknown reason leading to this outco.
Wu Mayun’s shriveled body soon stood outside the eting room, right beside Yan Junze.
With no sound coming from inside, apart from Zhang Chengjing, the other people inside must have felt relieved upon seeing Wu Mayun co out.
Wu Mayun’s head rotated left and right a couple of tis, then she slightly opened her lips, emitting a low, eerie sound, “Ah—,” turned around, and faced Yan Junze.
Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo, with their backs against the wall, stared ahead just like the service woman behind the counter who was frozen in place, showing no reaction even as Wu Mayun faced them.
Of course, since Wu Mayun’s short hair covered her cheeks, it was also impossible to tell if she was looking at Yan Junze.
The head covered by short hair moved closer, seemingly sniffing sothing, sticking to Yan Junze’s shoulder, the head slowly sliding down to his left arm, sniffing intensely a couple of tis, then Wu Mayun moved close to Zhang Xiaomo.
The face covered by dense black short hair directly faced Xiaomo’s cheek.
Zhang Xiaomo’s eyes were wide open at this mont, her face unable to conceal a trace of panic, but she endured and made no sound.
After a tense mont, Yan Junze saw Wu Mayun’s right arm move, extending her gaunt fingers, seemingly wanting to grab Zhang Xiaomo’s other hand.
“Interfering? Does this woman want to interfere between her and him?” Yan Junze was startled and imdiately squeezed the hand of Xiaomo he was holding, signaling her to be cautious.
But it seed to have no effect, because whether Xiaomo was willing or not, Wu Mayun had already reached out and grabbed her hand, and it was very likely that she would successfully interfere between them.
Yan Junze’s mind raced, and he imdiately let go of Zhang Xiaomo’s hand; the only link between them broke, and the next second, Wu Mayun grabbed Xiaomo’s hand.
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