Inside the eye chamber, Su Xiao vaguely felt uncomfortable. A nearly distorted energy drifted through the place. It was extremely heterogeneous, not particularly corrosive, but also very difficult to annihilate.
If Blue Steel Shadow energy was the color of a pure sapphire, then the energy inside the eye chamber was a mass of gray-black sludge mixed with all kinds of suspicious impurities—or rather, various thoughts. Mad, chaotic thoughts.
It was as if countless memories had been shattered, then kneaded back together into one mass. At least, Su Xiao could not understand what these thoughts represented.
Su Xiao had no intention of figuring out where this energy came from. It had little direct connection to him. What he wanted to know more was why the three eye chambers had overlapped, forming an eye chamber that was almost impossible to destroy.
Judging from the condition of the mental asylum's patients, this might not have been a coincidence, but an inevitability brought about by some factor.
Were mental patients just broad-minded? Had their twisted thoughts attracted the eye chambers? That possibility could not be ruled out.
What puzzled Su Xiao even more was that those patients had actually repelled the Ghosts of the Ghost Ring organization and completed the battle to defend their homeland. That was even more astonishing—or perhaps those Ghosts had merely come to test them?
After making a preliminary observation of the three-in-one eye chamber, Su Xiao prepared to report the situation to Harold and leave it to that red-haired man to handle. He was the professional, after all.
Su Xiao pushed open the eye chamber's metal door and had just prepared to step out when he heard a faint sound from behind.
Clang.
Dragon Slayer Flash slid from its sheath, pale-blue arcs of electricity flickering over Su Xiao's body.