Chapter 63 Part 2
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Chapter 63: Deadly Chain (2)
His pallid fingers gestured downward.
The shadows of various buildings along the street wavered and gradually became abstract, taking on an eerie, unsettling quality for a moment.
Just as changes in objects can cause shadows to shift, likewise…
The transformation of a shadow could naturally induce a change in physical form.
The shadows of the towering buildings tilted and, under his manipulation, crashed down toward Mu Ling and Alan on the ground.
Without any warning, neither of them comprehended what this meant.
In the next instant, the actual buildings followed the trajectory of their shadows, whipping downward in massive swaths as if wielded by a giant’s hand.
A force mighty enough to move mountains and seas!
“Damn! This is beyond excessive!”
Alan, stunned by this breathtaking scene, stood there dumbfounded. Hastily, he resorted to using his ultimate Relic, the “Escape Door,” to take shelter inside.
The “Escape Door” appeared to be an ordinary black rope, but pulling it revealed a door that materialized from nowhere. The user could hide inside temporarily.
This Relic wasn’t particularly advanced and came with the limitation that its user could only consume meat for a period afterward.
The ability merely allowed him to hide momentarily before returning to his original location. Thus, Bai Yan had rarely utilized it while gaming.
Mu Ling gazed upward in astonishment and immediately sprang into the air.
She wielded the Anathemas Star Chains like a grappling hook, soaring gracefully amidst the collapsing buildings.
Like an agile shadow, she continuously stepped across debris and rubble, darting toward safety.
Mu Ling found no survivors in the collapsed buildings; she deduced they had all been evacuated through a spell cast by the Night Watchers, which brought her some relief.
Then her expression hardened.
Where had the dark wizard ultimately concealed himself?
[He is here.]
Hmm?
Mu Ling faltered momentarily when a familiar voice resonated in her mind.
That’s him!
The massive buildings relentlessly pummeled the ground, raising an enormous dust cloud that engulfed the entire street.
Weasley harbored no desire to engage in this battle and thus turned to leave.
[I command you to halt.]
“Hmm?”
Weasley flinched slightly, vaguely realizing someone was employing psychic powers. He immediately mounted a defense through meditation.
“With only this level of spiritual power, as long as it doesn’t directly touch me…”
Nevertheless, he remained under control for a brief two seconds.
A moment’s hesitation.
“Thunk.”
The black cross sword had already pierced his chest.
The highly mobile Mu Ling had once again deployed “Deep Blue World” and in the next instant materialized behind Weasley.
“How can this be?” Weasley asked incredulously, his body shuddering with searing pain.
“I cannot perish yet…”
Weasley, wearing a ferocious expression, attempted to heal his wounds using shadows. However, as he raised his arm to perform dark magic, the hunter behind him mercilessly silenced him, swiftly shattering his arm with a single motion.
“Aaaaagh!”
He couldn’t comprehend it! How did Babel Tower know about the secret passage? Why had Babel Tower suddenly appeared in Tatsumi City? Why did this hunter possess the power of an Outer God?
The intense pain and despair drove Weasley to the brink of madness, his eyes darkening as he attempted one final, desperate struggle!
“I shall sacrifice half my soul, O lord of the Gray Area… What? What’s happening? No!”
The dark mist gradually enveloped him with its somber whispers, swirling around his body from all directions.
Weasley released a horrified scream as he was gradually consumed by the black mist, which contained an enigmatic force beyond mortal understanding.
“The Babel Tower” had already determined the victor, and Weasley no longer stood a chance.
Mu Ling observed this spectacle with composure, her reverence for the Savior’s power growing even stronger.
Come to think of it, was that person from earlier a member of the Babel Tower?
Was that attire… that of a clown?
Mu Ling had never visited a circus in her childhood, nor did she understand the concept of a magician, regarding Alan’s outfit merely as a clown’s costume.
Then the black mist began to engulf her.
“Stop!”
At last, she heard the voice of a middle-aged man.
And saw a raised silver pistol.
However, in the next moment, Mu Ling had already returned home, and everything that had just transpired seemed like a dream.
“Blast it!”
Lin Bian, powerless to prevent the wanted criminals from vanishing before his eyes, cursed aloud. This Ace Night Watcher, who arrived moments too late, lowered his weapon.
“Blast it!”
His gray suit was already soaked through, and his dejected expression grew even more grave. One thing remained incomprehensible to him.
“Why… doesn’t the Prophecy Book react to members of the Babel Tower?”
Bai Yan, who had departed quietly, exhaled in relief.
Fortunately, Lin Bian hadn’t detected… Alan’s magic “Concealment of Aura,” which had proven quite effective.
The only shortcoming with this fellow was his limited combat ability.
Earlier, a message had been secretly conveyed, and the one who had disrupted Weasley was, naturally, Bai Yan, who had been concealed nearby all along.
Because he had maintained his distance, combined with his use of ‘Concealment of Aura,’ Weasley, entirely focused on his immediate threats, hadn’t noticed him.
Fortunately, Bai Yan had chosen the perfect moment to launch his surprise attack and combined it with Nightsaber’s superior mobility and lethality to defeat the enemy in a single stroke.
Walking into a nearby alley, he retrieved his phone and discovered…
The emergency mission he had undertaken was already complete, and he had acquired substantial rewards from it!
“The actual events, in turn, successfully reversed the game.”
