The Struggle for Control of the Abyss Gate

He felt his vision tilt slightly:

Was that...

My body?

In an instant, blood sprayed everywhere.

Bo Sen, too, became a headless corpse and collapsed to the floor.

The old man who had once treated countless lives as insignificant staggered and fell, his face filled with disbelief and utter terror.

Blood slowly seeped from old Bo Sen's body, staining the surrounding floor red.

Yet in the final moments of his death,

Bo Sen's increasingly blurred vision reflected Scholar's utterly unmoved figure.

Su Wen did not know:

Whether Bo Sen now understood what the many people who had once died miserably at his hands had thought of in their final moments.

But the handsome Scholar did not care in the slightest.

He had no responsibility to save anyone who deserved to die.

So,

Su Wen merely removed the gloves that had inadvertently been stained with blood, his movements almost cold and almost ritualistic.

Perhaps because he had long been accustomed to handling such unexpected incidents, his movements were incomparably elegant and composed.

Even especially indifferent.

Immediately afterward,

The bloodstained gloves traced a dim arc through the air before landing with perfect precision over the old man's twisted, terrified face.

At that very instant,

With the aid of the Dawn Spiritual Energy attached by Su Wen, the bloody gloves instantly neutralized the Abyssal Contamination in the former director's blood.

This was the method Su Wen had devised after seeing the contamination covering Bo Sen's body through Appraisal Vision.

Then,

His gaze ignored the chaos before him.

It landed with flawless accuracy on the display screen not far away, where abnormal data continued to flicker.

The room was filled with precision instruments.

They were striving to capture and analyze every minute abnormal change in the surrounding environment.

Of course, before the Data Stream