Uneasy, extrely uneasy.
Bai Wei felt a direct sense of unease upon seeing the box, and the strange patterns on it made him feel as if his spirit was frantically warning him.
But Jim and Carl obviously didn't feel the sa; they walked together toward the desk, and after a mont's hesitation, Bai Wei did not stop them but just watched as they reached the desk and Carl opened the box.
When they saw what was inside the box, they both involuntarily showed shocked expressions.
For inside the box was a human finger.
...
"It's been discovered, huh," Gerard's voice echoed in Bai Wei's mind, "Tsk, what a hassle. If you had reattached my finger earlier, we wouldn't be dealing with this, would we?"
Gerard's face also looked quite awful. He glanced at the Bone Knight guarding him outside the cell and knew he couldn't escape yet; he asked quietly, "What should we do? Will they take your finger away?"
"Even though they don't know what my finger is, since you Lyra people don't know much about the outside world, that doesn't an the existence behind him wouldn't know," Bai Wei said indifferently. "Once they take it away, it'll be troubleso. Think about it—the sa guys who've been playing you, if they get my finger, what do you think they'll do? Anyway, I think you would never find the truth."
Gerard clenched his fists, and even a ridiculous thought like "escape from prison" flashed through his mind.
But Gerard knew that even if he escaped now, he wouldn't be able to rush back ho right away, since they were not in the sa area.
So what now?
Just then, he heard Bai Wei let out a soft "Huh."
"You're really quite lucky," Bai Wei stated indifferently. "Your friend has co to help you."
Friend?
Gerard was slightly stunned.
Where did he currently have a friend?
...
"Bang!"
The window by the desk was suddenly shattered.
Carl, who was closest to the window and still examining the finger, was devoured by a large mouth in an instant.
This left Jim, who was standing beside him, dumbfounded.
"Move!" Bai Wei kicked Jim aside, saving him from also being bitten off by the pollutant.
Yes, this was a pollutant.
The pollutant had been lying on the beams for a long ti, so much so that the three n who entered the room hadn't noticed it.
Jim was dumbstruck, "How could there be a pollutant?!"
Bai Wei ignored him, his expression grim, and he directly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing four thick chanical arms protruding from his back.
No wonder he had felt sothing was wrong, just like being back in the Polluted Land... such a large pollutant right above their heads, how could he not feel it?!
This made sense of the chanism Gerard had set up at the door, indeed set up to deal with a pollutant.
But this wasn't the Pollution Zone; where did this pollutant co from?
Looking at the pollutant that had swallowed Carl in front of him, Bai Wei felt a surge of familiar fear, shaking his head vigorously to bury it again deep inside him.
Now was not the ti to think too much; the most important thing was to deal with this pollutant first!
As a forr mber of the Devil's Army, Bai Wei had extensive experience in combating pollutants, especially after he had retired and installed these four chanical arms, he was even less worried about combat capability.
But to be safe, he still activated "Overload."
Every tal part on his body emitted a huge roaring sound at that mont.
The pollutant lunged at him, the familiar aggressive posture making Bai Wei's heart tremble, and he hesitated for a mont.
Fortunately, because it had just swallowed Carl, the movents of the pollutant were not very fast, giving Bai Wei enough reaction ti.
So Bai Wei raised his hand and delivered a "Bomb Fist," directly knocking the pollutant back to the side of the desk.
This smooth action filled Bai Wei with joy.
Yes, this creature had Carl inside it; it was weighed down!
Now was the best opportunity!
With this thought, Bai Wei imdiately took large strides forward, drove his four chanical arms before the pollutant could get up, shaped them into fists, and then aid at the pollutant.
anwhile, Jim, who had just gotten up, stared a bit dazedly at this scene before suddenly shouting out, "Wait! Carl is still inside."
As if to confirm their theory, Carl's voice ca from inside the body of the pollutant, "I'm still alive..."
But as the voice ca out, the punches rained down like torrents, forcibly cutting off Jim's rest of the sentence.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!
Under the enhancent of "Overload," the discharged chanical iron fists moved so fast it resembled pile-driving, striking the half of the pollutant's body hundreds of tis in a very short interval!
This caused the body of the pollutant to disintegrate instantaneously, quickly turning into pools of muddy water, and... flesh.
Yes, what was flying about was not just the body of the pollutant but also Carl's body that had been swallowed.
Jim's eyes widened!
He watched as the pollutant was smashed into a mix of red and gray by those hundreds of chanical iron fists, the violent sll of blood rushing at him.
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