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"What's going on..." The Death Apostle started to speak but was interrupted by Yao Long raising his hand. "We need to leave now; I've been followed." With that, Yao Long turned and walked away.
Although I had no idea where he was headed, I silently followed him. Hu Fang had been pushed to the back by the crowd and nearly got separated from us, but fortunately, I noticed in time and pulled her back to my side. At that moment, Hu Fang's cheeks were slightly flushed, whether from the bright sun or feeling unwell, I couldn't tell.
"Hu Fang, are you okay? Is something wrong?" I asked with concern. Hu Fang shook her head slightly. "I'm fine..." she said, instinctively reaching up to touch her face.
Due to the surrounding noise, I only caught her saying she was fine; I couldn't hear the rest of her words clearly because her voice had changed. Seeing that she seemed alright, I decided not to press further.
After following Yao Long for a while, it was already past three in the afternoon when we arrived at a gift shop inside the amusement park. The store was quite large, with two levels filled with a variety of merchandise, mostly plush toys and decorations.
Yao Long led us around the store and stopped in a spot where the surveillance cameras couldn't see us. "This amusement park is full of their people..." he said as he sat down on the ground and lifted his shirt. At that moment, I saw a finger-width long wound on his abdomen. Although it wasn't deep, it was still bleeding quite a bit.
"Did you get hurt while blocking their attack for us?" I asked while reaching out to Hu Fang for some tissues to give to Yao Long, hoping he could clean his wound first.
Yao Long took the tissues and wiped away the blood as he replied, "No, I got this injury while monitoring you. I accidentally discovered their attack but never saw where they were hiding. The wound on me was inflicted without my knowledge. During this time, I sensed multiple killing intents lurking throughout the Amusement Park, so I suspect they have sent many people."
I thought to myself, "If Yao Long's keen insight couldn't detect them, this plan might be doomed." So I asked, "Do you still have confidence in continuing with the plan?"
Yao Long hesitated; it seemed he felt the strength of our opponents and had lost some confidence after being discovered.
After a long silence, the Death Apostle spoke up: "If it comes to that, we should change our plan."
"How do we change it?" I asked in confusion.
"Aren't they just trying to kill me? In crowded places, they can't act easily. So we should deliberately find a less populated area to draw them out."
"But if we do that, Yao Long won't be able to..." I started but then reconsidered. "You're right; since Yao Long has already been discovered and there are more than one of them sent out, forcing the plan would only create more vulnerabilities."
Thinking about this, I shifted my focus: "What happens after we draw them out? How can we ensure you won't be killed?"
The Death Apostle smiled faintly. "I can't guarantee my survival, but having come this far, we have no other choice. If we go back now, it might endanger Haoyang at home as well. So I can only take this gamble." With that declaration, the Death Apostle clenched his fists tightly as if making a firm resolution.
Everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat heavy, contrasting sharply with the laughter of the dolls on the shelves around them.
"Since no one has a better plan, let's go with this. Whether we live or die is up to fate," said Death Apostle when he saw everyone quiet. Upon hearing this, Yao Long lowered his head silently, looking extremely reluctant, but there was no other way forward; this was the only path they could take.
"Now that we've come this far, let's find a place where there are no people. If we wait until nightfall, our chances of success will be almost zero."
Seeing that I agreed with Death Apostle's plan, Yao Long said nothing more. He stood up from the ground, brushed off his pants, and quietly walked outside, with the three of us following closely behind.
After leaving the store and walking among the crowd, I asked Yao Long, "Did you find any deserted places earlier?" Yao Long replied, "After I separated from you, I did find a spot under construction. It seems like they just stopped working today; there isn't a single person there."
"Great, let's head there..." With that, everyone moved toward the location Yao Long mentioned.
After winding through for a while, we arrived at the construction site Yao Long had pointed out. "This is it," he said, pointing at a closed iron gate.
As we approached, I noticed that the gate was merely closed and not locked. A gentle push opened it. We stepped inside to find ourselves surrounded by yellow earth and piles of old steel materials.
"Come out; don't hide!" Yao Long shouted into the open space.
With his call, eight strong men emerged from behind the stacked materials. Each of them exuded a strong Killing Intent as they lined up in front of us.
Seeing this, I tightly gripped Jiang Ling's hand, wanting to keep Hu Fang and Death Apostle behind me. Just then, I realized that only Death Apostle was behind me; somehow Hu Fang had gotten separated from us.
A chill ran down my spine as I thought to myself that this was bad. At that moment, Death Apostle also noticed that someone was missing. He looked around nervously and exclaimed, "Wait a minute; where's one person?"
But as both sides were about to clash, I couldn't afford to worry about that now; I could only search for Hu Fang later. Still, an unsettling feeling began to spread within me.
"When you have a path before you but refuse to walk it, hell will open its doors for you... Who would have thought we'd meet again..." A figure in a Long Robe slowly walked out as he spoke.
"This is bad..." Death Apostle exclaimed behind me. Following his voice, I turned to see that the last person to emerge was indeed one of Death Apostle's former subordinates. He stood behind those eight men with flames of blue and red flickering from his hands.
"It seems that today it's either you die or I die," the Death Apostle said as he stepped out from behind me.
"No, you're wrong. Today, it's you who will die, and I will live!" The man raised a hand, signaling the eight people in front of him to attack.
The eight individuals showed no hesitation; red flames erupted from their hands as they charged straight at the Death Apostle.
Seeing this, Yao Long raised his hand to retrieve the Azure Spirit and swiftly drew eight arrows from his backpack. Before I could react, he had already launched the arrows with great force.
The arrows, enveloped in blue flames, struck like eight bolts of blue lightning, hitting the legs of those charging forward.
With arrows embedded in their legs, the attackers faltered and collapsed to the ground. Their momentum caused them to slide face-first along the ground for a distance. When they finally lifted their heads, some had large patches of skin scraped off their faces, blood streaming down in torrents, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.
Yet they seemed oblivious to their pain, expressionless as they rose from the ground and continued to charge at us like the Walking Dead.
Yao Long was taken aback. "What kind of monsters are these? Why are there such things in Yang Master?" He quickly nocked a few more arrows, aiming for their other legs.
But before he could take aim, the eight individuals simultaneously raised their hands, which were engulfed in red flames. Thick Soul Threads emerged from their palms and lunged toward Yao Long.
At that moment, Yao Long was just about to draw his bow and aim; there was no time to dodge as the Soul Threads were about to strike him. In that critical moment, I reversed Jiang Ling and plunged it into my chest, freezing time instantly.
"Forty percent of my power; although it's still a bit lacking, it should be more than enough to deal with these small fries..."
It had been a long time since I heard Void Spirit speak. This time, however, his tone was unusually calm compared to when he previously urged me to use Hatred's power.
"What? Have you changed your ways?!" I didn't waste any time and dashed to Yao Long's side, swiftly unleashing several Slash Marks to sever the approaching Soul Threads one by one.
"Changed my ways? No, not at all. When someone changes their ways, they first need to understand themselves... Do you understand me?!" Hearing Void Spirit's words made me shudder; it felt as if I had never truly known the origins of Void Spirit or asked him about it.
But just then, time resumed its flow. The severed Soul Threads fell to the ground and turned to ash.
"Thanks!" Yao Long said to me, raising the Azure Spirit and aiming at the heads of those people. With a swift "whoosh," eight arrows were released simultaneously.
This time, Yao Long shot with great force, the arrows piercing through the foreheads of those individuals like beams of blue light. "They should be dead now..." Yao Long lowered his bow, watching the few who stood still.
However, the eight people merely stood there in a daze, not falling down. Their eyes were wide open, devoid of any fear or emotion.
"Impressive aim," remarked the man in the Long Robe from a distance. Instead of being angry at the loss of his subordinates, he praised Yao Long's archery skills, clapping his hands and laughing carelessly.
"Given this situation, those eight people must still be alive!" I cautiously placed Jiang Ling at my waist, adopting a stance as I swiftly swept my hand with Jiang Ling, creating a horizontal Slash Mark aimed at the eight standing figures.
Seeing the attack approach, instead of dodging, the eight suddenly huddled together. Seven of them placed their hands on the remaining one, seemingly channeling their Void Spirit into him.
At that moment, a loud "bang" echoed as the Slash Mark struck the eight individuals, sending dust and debris flying around them.
"Quick, keep attacking! They aren't dead yet! Don't let their Void Spirit merge into one!" Death Apostle suddenly shouted beside me. "I remember what they are now; those people are Undead created by Yang Master using implanted Void Spirits!"
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