Chapter 322
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Chapter 322: The Pirate God Ruins
In mid-air, Old Dog Wu showed no signs of panic. He calmly watched the massive steel pillar that was about to pierce his body and slowly clenched his fists.
The darkness around him instantly boiled!
A touch of night clung to all the metal, and half a second later, the metal appeared as if it had all been coated in black paint, dark as ink.
As Old Dog Wu tightened his fists, the steel pillar in mid-air emitted a piercing creak, as if an invisible giant hand was kneading each piece of metal, twisting it into a helix!
Bang bang bang—!
Piece after piece of metal twisted and broke apart, frozen in mid-air. No matter how the Fourth Seat urged, he could not regain control over them.
The corners of Old Dog Wu’s mouth lifted slightly, and the vast expanse of black steel floated around him, forming a ring.
The moment they were eroded by darkness, they belonged solely to Old Dog Wu.
With a flick of his fingers, the massive steel serpent that coiled around him loosened, rapidly folding and spinning, instantly transforming into a black steel throne, suspended in the air.
He sat upon this steel throne, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked down at the two followers below, exuding an invisible pressure.
Lin Qiye watched this scene unfold, feeling an inexplicable pang in his heart.
What does it mean to have style?
Clearly a counterfeit divine ruin, yet after being elevated to half a ‘Klein’ level, it was surprisingly powerful to this extent. Not to mention the scene of eroding all the metal and folding it into a steel throne, it exceeded Lin Qiye’s imagination.
When I reach that level, my style will definitely be higher than Old Dog Wu’s!
Lin Qiye silently reassured himself.
Seeing Old Dog Wu regain control over his metal, the Fourth Seat’s expression darkened further. Just then, a spatial rift suddenly opened in the center of the battlefield!
That was… The Sixth Seat, witnessing this scene, revealed a hint of joy in his eyes.
From the spatial rift, the Second Seat of the [Followers] stepped out slowly with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the floating Old Dog Wu, his eyes narrowing.
Feeling this aura from outside, something felt off… It seems there has been a change. The Second Seat sighed deeply.
Another Wuliang!
No, judging by the aura he emitted, he should originally be at the Klein level like Old Dog Wu, but under the suppression of the Town Ruin Monument, his realm was limited to the peak of Wuliang.
Old Dog Wu’s brows gradually furrowed.
Now there were already three Wuliang-level enemies on the field, one of whom was on par with him. The most crucial point was that the opponent’s forbidden ruin seemed to involve space.
If the enemy, like the Fourth Seat, used tangible objects as their means of attack, it would be manageable; the [Darkest Divine Ruin] could easily erode all objects and regain control. But if it were something intangible like space, the impact he could cause would be minimal.
The appearance of the Second Seat directly brought the previously one-sided situation back to balance.
After pondering for a moment, Old Dog Wu turned to Lin Qiye and said, “It might get a bit dangerous here soon. You should leave; otherwise, you might get caught up in it.”
Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment but nodded, “Take care.”
The corners of Old Dog Wu’s mouth lifted slightly as he slowly stood from the black steel throne. The darkness around him wove into a robe, merging with the night.
“Go, leave this place. It’s best not to return… Perhaps one day, we will meet again outside the fasting hall.”
Old Dog Wu seemed to recall something, a faint sadness appearing in his eyes as he murmured in a voice only he could hear, “I hope that day never comes.”
Lin Qiye took one last look at Old Dog Wu, his figure swaying before disappearing into the night. Old Dog Wu used the darkness to conceal Lin Qiye’s trace, and even if the three followers wanted to stop him, they couldn’t find him.
“Let that kid get away.” The Fourth Seat frowned tightly.
“Let him run. As long as he leaves the fasting hall, we’ll find him sooner or later.” The Second Seat spoke lightly, “Now, let’s deal with Wu Tongxuan.”
Old Dog Wu calmly gazed at the three before him, his mighty aura erupting as four waves of Wuliang-level power collided without any embellishment.
“You want to kill me? It’s not that easy.”
…
In the office.
Baili Pangpang stood by the window, watching the prison area not far away engulfed in flames, swallowing hard.
How much did my dad spend to achieve this effect… Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?
Cao Yuan rolled his eyes and said irritably, “Spend money? Can’t you see that several Wuliang-level fighters are already fighting over there? The entire fasting hall is about to be torn apart; it’s obvious someone is really trying to break into the prison!”
Baili Pangpang was taken aback, “You mean… besides us, someone else is trying to break into the prison?”
“It can only be that way.” Cao Yuan pondered aloud, “Do you remember the three people we tied up outside? I suspect this acting warden is one of their people, but mistook us for them…”
After a long period of thought, Cao Yuan finally noticed the trickery involved, successfully breaking free from Baili Pangpang’s dim-witted influence and gaining his own insight.
“Is it really that coincidental?” Baili Pangpang’s eyes widened.
“Otherwise, why would that acting warden say that after completing his task, the entire fasting hall went haywire? And his behavior is also suspicious, not like a warden at all. He is clearly an insider!” Cao Yuan asserted, “And I suspect the other group trying to break into the prison has the same target as us: the Sunshine Mental Hospital!”
“Their target is also Qiye?” Baili Pangpang’s expression changed, and he quickly walked toward the door, “We need to hurry and save him; we can’t let others get to him first.”
Just as he reached the door, it swung open from the outside, and Xie Yu stood at the entrance, staring at the two inside, suddenly frozen in place.
Baili Pangpang’s body tensed.
“What are you two still doing here?” Xie Yu frowned.
“We… were just about to set off.” Baili Pangpang scratched his head, hesitating to respond.
“Wait a minute.” Xie Yu’s frown deepened, “If you two are here, then who are the two outside the fasting hall drawing fire?”
Baili Pangpang’s expression stiffened, and he opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a single word…
Behind him, Cao Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly reached for the hilt of his knife.
At that moment, Xie Yu seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head. At the end of the corridor, a figure in a white lab coat and glasses was slowly approaching.
“It’s you? How did you get here?” Xie Yu’s face turned somewhat ugly upon seeing the newcomer.
Doctor Li stopped in front of Xie Yu, hands in his pockets, shaking his head regretfully, “I didn’t expect you to be the insider…”