??Chapter 559: Chapter 439 “Yellow Garnt Hermit Society”_2
Chapter 559: Chapter 439 “Yellow Garnt Hermit Society”_2
Bearing a certain desire to argue and join the fray as if wishing to beco part of the “curse play,” the Sixth Level Personnel spoke:
“It seems you too have confird the anomaly’s location. Now, let’s go down together and destroy that dangerous source…”
Upon hearing his direct question, Colin did not imdiately reply.
Instead, he squinted his eyes, perceiving the images in his mind, and spent a few more seconds deciding whether to run or to fight, before shifting his gaze back to the Sixth Level Personnel standing about seven or eight ters away:
“Go down for what?”
“To resolve the crisis at its source. As it stands, we appear to have been dragged into so domain. To leave, we must deal with the source. Otherwise, trying to flee now would make us easy targets…”
The Sixth Level Personnel quickly explained, but, halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized sothing and furrowed his brow: “You haven’t… failed to detect the anomaly, have you?”
If Colin hadn’t detected it, the man would have to seriously consider whether Colin genuinely possessed the strength to be compared with him.
At this mont, he also realized that he couldn’t gauge the strength emanating from Colin at all.
“Locked on to? Yes…”
Colin said casually, taking a high-explosive grenade out of his pocket:
“But I didn’t plan on going down. I was thinking of just dropping a bomb from up here, blowing up an entrance. If we were to descend normally, we might step on so specially arranged traps, which would be risky.”
Although Colin felt the anomaly’s intensity wasn’t high, he still sensed an inexplicable threat from that sculpture.
So if he could solve it remotely, he certainly wasn’t going to approach it up close.
But upon hearing this, the Sixth Level Personnel was stunned, montarily doubting whether he had heard wrong…
Blow a hole?
What was he talking about?
The mall’s floor was quite thick. Even if they did want to blow it up, they’d need to place specialized directional explosives, and they did… indeed have remote-controlled directional bombs with them.
However, those explosives might suffice for blowing up walls, but not so much for floors.
What’s more…
Looking at the grenade Colin pulled out, he wondered if the other man had been contaminated to the extre to be acting so “rationally” and foolishly.
After all, “madness” isn’t just about shouting and not distinguishing between friends and foes…
Colin’s behavior seed rather in line with that.
However, as the high-explosion styled grenade was thrown out, followed by the clang of it hitting the ground and its subsequent detonation.
Errorwhat burst forth wasn’t a shockwave, but a fog-like substance…
“Boom!”
A swath of orange-red light suddenly erupted in front of them, almost illuminating the area…
Imdiately afterward, the expanding burst of fla, as if controlled by sothing, surged towards the ground.
The seemingly impenetrable floor lted as if it were foam being preheated…
A spacious hole was instantly scorched open by the flas.
“What kind of fire is that, so exaggerated?” the Sixth Level Personnel was dumbstruck.
By feel alone, he hadn’t even sensed any heat, yet the floor was completely lted; it was truly against the grain—
Even though “Extraordinary Ones” were a thing in this world.
But there were certain things that still had to follow the basic laws, they wouldn’t overturn too drastically.
At the very least, a Fifth Level Personnel definitely couldn’t accomplish this!
“Is this really what an ordinary Fifth Level Extraordinary Being could cause?”
He looked at the rapidly lting hole in the ground, his heart shaking with shock.
Which family’s Fifth Level could do this on their own?
He would believe it if it were Eighth Level!
At this very mont, he sharply realized that there might indeed be a gap in strength between them, only that the disparity could be the other way around.
But, he couldn’t linger on that thought…
As the flas swiftly lted the ground, burning out a passageway about five or six ters in diater, he finally saw below, an ancient stage built of redwood that was completely out of place with modern things.
The stage was adorned with many lanterns, exuding an ancient charm.
Behind the stage, a statue donned in a yellow robe was placed, impassively watching so figures arguing on stage…
“This is the source of the anomaly!”
The Sixth Level Official Personnel imdiately confird this.
He threw out a handful of charms which burned in the air, then turned into streaks of lightning, hurtling towards that direction.
But, halfway there, the lightning vanished.
And, at the mont when he launched his attack with a Direct Gaze at the yellow-robed statue, he suddenly felt his eyes bulge, his vision blur, and a wave of nausea surged up from his stomach…
In that instant, the statue appeared eerily lifelike, and the tendrils-like patterns engraved at the bottom of its yellow robe began to wriggle…
The “arguing” figures around it all stopped their bickering, twisted their necks, and looked their way, their gazes heavy and oppressive, making it difficult to breathe.
The next mont, as if driven by so will, they all charged towards them!
“Why do you have to put cilantro in the food! Why the cilantro!”
“Die! Monster! It’s all because of you that my daughter beca a vegetable…”
“Why do you talk so loud?!”
“…”
Amid the roar-like cursing, over a hundred figures attacked, and the Sixth Level Personnel even spotted so Fifth Level Personnel and their subordinates with Extraordinary abilities who had been garrisoned here.
Behind these people, there seed to be a sinister thread connecting them to the statue in the yellow robe.
“Have they been turned into blood puppets?”
He wanted to strike back hard but also worried that this might kill these people.
At the sa ti, he glanced sideways, eager to see how that abnormally strong “Fifth Level Personnel” planned to act.
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