The searing pain brought Li Huowang slightly back to his senses, but not by much. As the anesthetic deepened, the pain he felt gradually faded as well.
Li Huowang staggered back. Only after he heard Wu Qi's voice did he finally pass out completely, toppling toward the ground.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Huowang slowly came to. The swaying flashlight beam on the ceiling told him he was still in that factory. The quiet surroundings proved that everything which had happened here earlier was over.
Li Huowang laboriously raised a hand to press against his head, feeling as though his skull were truly about to split apart.
"Here, drink some water. Don't be afraid, it's a side effect. It'll pass soon." Wu Qi helped Li Huowang up as she spoke.
"It's over? We won?" Li Huowang turned to look at the corpses strewn in every direction.
"No. They escaped, but Zhao Shuangdian said we achieved our objective. We need to withdraw."
"Withdraw?" Li Huowang looked toward the others in the distance and saw them siphoning fuel from the engines and pouring it over the factory's furnishings. It looked like they intended to burn the place to the ground.
Li Huowang had countless questions in his heart and desperately wanted to ask Zhao Shuangdian, but now was not the time. Even if he asked, she probably would not tell him.
Li Huowang stood up directly and, supported by Wu Qi, retreated toward the Dark Channel of Karez Well. "Since it's over, let's withdraw."
Li Huowang had no idea what everything here represented. He could only judge from experience that this underground factory was something like White Jade Capital, and those people from before were the Rulers of Fate of this place.
But the more he thought about it, the