Colored mist had been spreading everywhere, completely obscuring the situation at the scene.
Later on, even Coleman, who had been close to the viewpoint, was blocked by the colored mist. Only a faint outline could be seen.
There was no image and no sound. The livestream had fallen into a prolonged standstill.
The only certainty was that the livestream had not disconnected.
That meant Ice Woman and Coleman had most likely not been eliminated yet.
Luigi asked, "What's going on now?"
He was answered by silence. No one knew what had happened.
It seemed the only thing they could do now was... wait.
The image could not stay shrouded by colored mist forever. Perhaps once the mist dispersed, they would see what had changed?
Five minutes passed.
Other than growing denser and denser, the colored mist did not change.
However, Water Clone confirmed some information from the main body. "Ice Woman's and Coleman's main bodies are fine for now. Their soul power has not weakened."
This once again proved that they had not "died." They had likely only fallen unconscious.
Still, Angel felt somewhat puzzled. This group that was suspected to be from the God-Worshipping Sect had gone to such great lengths, setting up such a grand spectacle—a massive ritual array and long incantations—only for the final effect to be knocking the two of them unconscious?
Didn't the cost they had paid seem a little disproportionate to the result?
Or had their ritual failed?
That did not seem right either. The red-robed old man had clearly looked delighted just now... Would someone be grinning from ear to ear over a failure?
Angel kept replaying the earlier livestream footage in his mind, trying to find clues he might have missed.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.
"Consciousness upload?" Angel murmured