Fine cracks had already spread across the AR display before Wen Ya's eyes, though the various readings were still visible. He glanced at it and saw that his body temperature had risen to 430 degrees Celsius, making him frown.
This was only the first stage of the assault, yet his condition was already nearing the "Fourth Threshold." That was hardly good news.
His margin for error was far smaller than he had expected.
If I want to get close to the Holy Ark... Wen Ya stared at the massive concrete structure in the distance that was being used as a "replacement" for Chimera Seventeen.
"What Holy Ark?" A voice suddenly rang out behind him, making every hair on Wen Ya's body stand on end!
He spun around and threw a punch behind him. A series of crackling explosions instantly erupted from his fist!
Yet Wen Ya's punch struck nothing.
His eyelids twitched wildly. He had only just recovered from a state close to the "Fourth Threshold," yet he was already activating his ability again. The feeling was awful... but what felt even worse was the young hunter standing several meters away.
Sun Hang.
Why was he here?
Hadn't he still been at the launch point just now? There were dozens of kilometers between them. Even with the P.F.D.A., it had taken Wen Ya more than ten seconds to get here. How had this person appeared here?
Was his ability teleportation? Or were there two Sun Hangs? Were they identical twins?
What horrified Wen Ya even more was that he had merely thought the words "Holy Ark" in his mind. He had not said them aloud at all. Why had the other party asked, "What Holy Ark?"
Why? Why? Why?
Could he read minds?
"You guessed right. I can read minds,"