Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 969

Prism (Thirty-Two)

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So it didn't turn into a beam of white light and disappear or anything.

Holding the headless corpse in his hands, Fu Qian waited a few seconds. After confirming nothing had changed, he set it aside.

This woman had been one step away from madness and had practically lost the ability to escape.

Even so, Fu Qian could have chosen not to fire that shot. He had still given her release.

The reason was simple: he wanted to confirm what happened to a teammate after death.

That had been one of the things he'd come here to check in the first place.

Stella.

Silently repeating the real name of the fallen team member, the Tyrant's massive body raced through the passageways.

In theory, this route had already been cleared three times by himself, Ms. Star, and that team, so the journey was quite smooth.

The traces left by the five were easy to find, too. Before long, the monsters grew denser and denser.

Nimbly dodging their instinctive attacks, Fu Qian's massive body met no resistance. At the end of the trail, a staircase leading down came into view.

Everything around them appeared to be made of some kind of special metal.

By now, though, a lush forest of antlers had grown across it, sealing off even the passageway.

Making no attempt to hide himself, Fu Qian blasted a path through with several Air Bullets and stepped into the legendary lowest level of the Third District.

After just a few steps, he came upon a wide-open door. Beyond it lay a room that looked like an enormous laboratory.

The most striking thing in the room was a gigantic tree in the middle, its liquid form rippling with fluorescent light.

Countless antler-like branches intertwined, forming an enormous canopy overhead.

Beneath it

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