The Nameless Vengeful Spirit That Foretold Death
"Huh? This wanted poster is such a coincidence."
Hearing Suo Qiaoyun's murmur, another Bound Captive stepped forward and handed over a detailed investigation report on all the wanted notices recently issued by the Demon Race.
Blood-red pupils, and mutated limbs resembling tentacles, exoskeletons, and wings.
The top of it was densely packed with people who shared similar characteristics and talents.
She immediately took it and flipped straight to one of the wanted posters she had just memorized.
Although the Demon Race, having cast a wide net, did not assign any code names or anything to the wanted individuals.
However, its eight tentacles and two pairs of wings are quite distinctive.
Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Suo Qiaoyun remembered him.
[Eight-Tailed Owl] is an unlucky guy who was pushed out last year by some self-righteous members of parliament to take the blame for the Bloody Unified Exam.
At the same time, he is one of the few individuals for whom both the Demon Race and the Human Race have issued arrest warrants.
On the Human Race side, the registered strength is only at the Seventh Realm of the Yellow Realm.
Yet, he still topped the most wanted list precisely because of the egregious nature of his actions.
This is why Suo Qiaoyun had some recollection of it.
And at this moment, less than a year has passed.
The next time Suo Qiaoyun noticed this guy was on the Demon Race's wanted poster.
Furthermore, the realm of registration leaped from the Yellow Realm to the Heaven Realm.
The leap was so great that it was simply astonishing.
Judging from the current level of the Demon Race's wanted notices, the other side probably hasn't discovered it yet.
Suo Qiaoyun narrowed her eyes slightly, a familiar yet repulsive sense of crisis rising in her heart.
She glanced again at the rows of Heaven Realm Awakened kneeling beside her.
Equally young, equally exceptionally beautiful
They are undoubtedly among the most outstanding geniuses of the Human Race.
But at this moment, aren't they also prostrating themselves on the ground, trembling with fear, awaiting her decree?
The anger that had surged within her subsided, Suo Qiaoyun's face regained its usual dignified and gentle smile.
However, her tone when giving the order was laced with undisguised malice.
Go and find him.
The Bound Captive the order.
They knew that the Eight-Tailed Owl that was being targeted would only meet one of two fates.
Alternatively, join them and become another sharp knife in Suo Qiaoyun's hands.
Or they would die at their hands, like countless other geniuses who tried to rebel, and perish.
Shisui was unaware that he had already been targeted by the Human Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm because of the Demon Race's sudden madness.
However, even if he knew, he would just shrug and indicate that he didn't care.
What a joke! He's a space-age expert; one second he's in the central part of the Lantiao Continent, and the next he can cross half the planet to the edge of the Arctic Ocean.
Let alone catching him, it's hard to say whether we can even find him.
Moreover, Shisui has always adhered to the idea that "as long as I am strong enough, I don't care what others want to do."
Therefore, the most urgent task is to improve our strength.
The puppet named Cheng Yan led a group of Sea Race toward the ice cave of the Second Research Institute.
After they had all entered the passage leading to the ice cave, the ice wall closed.
Immediately afterwards, all the arrays in the Second Research Institute were fully activated, turning the entire ice cave into a solid cage.
Information could not be transmitted, and all escape routes were closed.
Shisui was already prepared, just waiting for its prey to come to it.
A moment later, the group was almost at the end of the passage.
A little further ahead, you'll enter a spacious ice cave.
Suddenly, a blurry shadow appeared in the dark passage, blocking their way.
Its appearance was sudden and bizarre.
Most importantly, its body was constantly deforming and twisting, making it impossible to determine its species.
"You will die of suffocation in two minutes."
The Shisui, Kakugan peered through the ice walls and thick fog at the strange life form.
It was not a living being as it usually appeared; this thing, constantly changing its shape, was more like a spirit.
He could only hear the other person's murmured, whispering sounds.
If you listen to that sound for too long, a feeling of inexplicable resentment and hatred will arise in your mind.
This influence is subtle and gradual, occurring silently.
However, Shisui was quite aware of his own physical condition, which is why he immediately noticed it and eliminated the effect.
Ukaku was practically pressed against him, but Shisui still couldn't make out what he was saying.
The two leaders among the Sea Race understood.
"Ha?"
The two team leaders were completely baffled when an unknown creature suddenly warned them that they were going to die.
Immediately afterwards, anger overwhelmed me.
The middle-aged leader of the troops dispatched by the Crown Prince immediately shouted, "You cowards hiding in the shadows, get out here!"
The leader of the Cheng Family frowned, about to say something, when he heard his companion behind him ask a question.
"Team leader, what's wrong with that guy? Why did he suddenly start swearing?"
Taken aback by his question, the Cheng Family leader immediately retorted, "Didn't you see it?"
The companion was clearly bewildered as well, "What... what did you see?"
"That dark figure blocking the way over there."
"Huh?" The companion glanced ahead again before hesitatingly saying, "But there's nothing there."
As they talked, the dark figure began to slowly disappear.
Shisui listened to their conversation, observed the chaotic energy inside the thing, and chuckled as he made a sarcastic remark.
"It can't really be some kind of vengeful spirit that can foresee death, as the rumors say."
The words of his companion caused the leader of the Cheng Family to change his expression. As if he had thought of something, he suddenly gave an order.
"Those who have Death Herald, retreat!"
His terrified scream sent chills down the spines of the middle-aged team leader who was still in shock.
The middle-aged tour leader instantly recalled the legend that had been tucked away in a corner of his mind.
More than questioning the veracity of the rumor, his first emotion was panic.
Instinctively, the Sea Race needed to evacuate this place.
However, the Predators lurking nearby will not let their prey escape so easily.
The toxins accumulated in their blood suddenly erupted, freezing them in place.
Immediately afterwards, my lungs, filled with Feather Powder, came to a standstill, and a feeling of suffocation washed over me.
Before they died, the two team leaders still heard that elusive murmur echoing in their minds.
"You will die of suffocation in two minutes."
Breathing has completely stopped.
After a while, their hearts stopped beating and their brains ceased functioning, and they entered a state of death.
At this moment, exactly two minutes have passed since the death prophecy was announced.