Chapter 509: Chapter 420: The Employees Returning from the “Past”. _2 Chapter 509: Chapter 420: The Employees Returning from the “Past”. _2 “Hmm?” Colin was startled and vaguely sensed sothing, halting his desperate actions.
“Bang!”
In the next second, he saw the corpse raise its right hand and fiercely slap it over the heart in its chest.
All sorts of abnormal auras burst forth from its body…
Imdiately afterward, Colin felt a force drawing him in, as nurous free-floating flas were directly absorbed into the body…
‘Is it… drawing out my fire?’
Colin was taken aback and then saw the other party heavily slap their chest again.
And then…
A streak of scorching fla suddenly erupted.
A massive quantity of flas, much like a mushroom cloud, rose up and actually cleared away the attack from the “Night” will.
And it was at this mont that ti surged around him, and the dirt-stained robe on the corpse, which was too filthy to see its color, seed as if it were cleansed of all impurities, revealing a shade of maroon.
“Is that… an unsanctioned C Level Personnel?!”
Colin’s eyes lit up.
He suddenly understood the reason the Garrison Legion said that the disaster here would “solve itself”!
The senior employees who once guarded this place had not completely perished!
‘Ti Reversal’ wasn’t there for those anomalies, its real purpose was to bring back these beings of the past to suppress this place.
Colin felt as if he had an epiphany, understanding a great deal more.
anwhile, a vague whisper suddenly reached his ears.
The skeleton seed to be chanting the na of sothing…
“Dharma-Aspect World!”
As soon as the words were spoken, the enormous mushroom cloud that had shot up into the sky rapidly transford into a Fla Giant with eighteen arms, covered in countless mysterious patterns that moved across its body.
A few ters, dozens of ters, hundreds of ters…
The figure of the Fla Giant rapidly grew taller, and its aura grew even stronger.
In the end, its eighteen arms reached out towards the “Flood Demon” cluster, harbored by the “Night” will. Although most arms disintegrated in mid-air, unable to close in,
what mattered most was that the focus of the battle had shifted from Colin and the others to this giant.
…
“Hiss, mama mia, that’s scary…”
Colin glanced up slightly at the hundred-ter-tall figure; he could confirm that this person was not the “Fla Bearer,” but they had sohow “borrowed” his power.
And what’s more, they used it more smoothly than he did!
This left Colin feeling sowhat ambivalent.
However, this thod gave him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. As he pondered, a na ca to mind—
“Divine Strike”!
A ans of borrowing power from certain “idols.”
Moreover, the company’s thods seed more mature than the official ones, for this C Level Personnel borrowed his power right in front of him, sothing the officials seed unable to do…
It’s fine that the power was borrowed, but using it better than he did was just unacceptable…
‘But then again, if this route has nothing to do with the company, I’ll eat the ‘Fla Bearer’s’ heart in one bite when I get back!’
Colin shook his head, reined in his thoughts, enduring the pain, and didn’t continue to spectate. He rushed towards the gate, dragging a large group of people with him.
So anomalies attempted to launch an ambush against him.
Unfortunately for them, with the main adversary otherwise engaged,
nothing here could stop him anymore.
Passing through the gate, Colin saw a wide sloping road leading upwards, lined with buildings on both sides, though most were damaged in the fight.
Besides that, there were various bizarre creatures and so figures trapped in the “past.”
At this mont, a figure suddenly appeared ahead.
Huge outbursts of bloody energy emanated from them…
Various chaotic thoughts spread from their body, turning into countless whispers.
“Am I dead? I should be dead, right? Why can I still speak? Am I dead? I should be dead, shouldn’t I? Am I really dead? Why does it seem like I’m still not dead!”
It was at that mont that the guy seed to have fixed his gaze on him, emitting an inexplicable, mad cackle anew…
“Am I dead? Can you help check if I’m dead?”
“Can you help die?”
Colin frowned, although this guy was insane, his level of strength seed to be quite formidable.
At the very least, he was comparable to so Third Level Containnt Subjects…
The trouble didn’t end there, as more abnormalities began to appear along this road.
However, before he could take action, just as that guy had only traveled a short distance,
the fragnted bones on the ground nearby suddenly trembled, then levitated, reversed, and reassembled into figures wearing tattered Hunter’s Coats.
Their faces were withered, resembling zombies, and upon appearing, they rely glanced at Colin before looking away.
Without a word or conversation, they joined forces to strike at the crazed individual, successfully holding him back.
Nevertheless…
As Colin felt the overall oppressive feeling of the world intensify, various foes from “the past” resurfaced.
Of course, at the sa ti, a large number of employees also reappeared.
The events here clearly weren’t happening for the first ti…
Although the road was still far from safe,
their reappearance could be said to have smoothed Colin’s passage considerably.
Those figures from days past appeared, wordless, charging in silence, standing their ground in silence, and then perishing in silence…
Only to reappear on the next day of battle.
‘The bells of humanity’s victory have yet to ring, and the battles here will never end.’
As Colin advanced, he watched those skeletal figures out of the corner of his eye, recalling Night Owl’s recent words with complex emotions.
Compared to the “Fla Bearer,” they were equally consuming themselves, just in a different way.
And…
The vast majority of those steadfast here likely had no chance of witnessing the mont of victory.
Of course, the good news was that if they were to fail, they wouldn’t know it either.
anwhile, the few employees being dragged behind Colin looked around with equally mixed feelings; however, knowing less about the inner workings, they weren’t as sentintal but rather concerned for other reasons.
“Hiss, these people, they seem to be D Level too…”
The “Son of Cruelty,” wrapped up by tree roots like a sticky rice dumpling, couldn’t help gasping as he looked at a battle area.
Four D Level Personnel, relying solely on a few Purple Items, were actually managing to suppress a Containnt Subject of at least Third Level in head-on combat?
Even though each ti it seed like these D Levels would be crushed the next second,
Inexplicably, they managed to dodge every ti!
Their proficiency in nimble positioning and battle experience made him quite envious.
On one side, “Life ntor Adorable” nodded in agreent upon hearing his words.
Thus far on their journey, they had encountered four Heretic “Chosen of God” level beings, one mid-to-high level Demon with Divine power, and two Third Level Containnt Subjects not in pri condition…
By his estimate, at least forty to fifty seasoned D Levels, along with several hundred E Levels, would be needed to suppress them.
As for F Level… he didn’t even consider them.
Sending a few would be nothing but cannon fodder.
However, in total, there were only about twenty-so D Level Personnel present at the scene, and the assisting E Levels barely numbered over a hundred; yet even so, they managed to nearly subdue this path.
If it were them, they most certainly couldn’t have done it…
Additionally, the state of these personnel’s equipnt seed to be extrely deteriorated.
However…
“We’re all D Level, so why is there such a big disparity?”
“Life ntor Adorable” sighed.
After being brutally beaten by a C Level “Instructor,” he had optimistically thought that if they grouped up now, they might stand a slim chance against these figures who appeared to be forr D Level staff.
But now… forget about a narrow victory, not being completely defeated would be difficult.
Of course, he didn’t include Brother Shunzi in this assessnt, as that model was a bit too formidable…
Applying the standards of D Level to him was purely seeking discomfort.
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