The faint, intermittent buzzing seemed like the world's whisper, echoing without end.
The moment he appeared in the outside world, before Number 77 could habitually look toward the distant Star Core Silver Disk, an abrupt voice suddenly rang out from the Void beside him.
"Number 77."
"Is this the person you want to save? Do you know the Executors have already set their sights on you?"
The voice was calm, but carried a cold questioning tone.
As the words fell, an eyeball about the same size as Number 77 slowly emerged from the Void suffused with Deep Blue psionic energy.
Unlike Number 77's silver-blue "shell."
The Giant Eye that spoke was completely red. The light radiating from its body resembled a blood-red giant star, abruptly dyeing the surrounding space a layer of oppressive crimson. Even without deliberately releasing its power, the space around this Blood-Colored Eye began twisting the instant it appeared.
With such might, there was no doubt that this was another advanced level Observer committee member.
"Have you been following me?"
Number 77 spun around, his silver-blue pupil coldly fixing on the Blood-Colored Eye that had suddenly appeared. Without answering the other's question, Number 77 made no attempt to conceal his coldness and wariness, instantly laying down a barrier around the two of them.
Seeing how cautious Number 77 was,
the Blood-Colored Eye paid it no heed and spoke coldly.
"Looks like you know what you're doing."
"But who do you think you're hiding it from? Everything you do is recorded."
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
It was as if the space between them had instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
However, the Blood-Colored Eye, which had been coldly questioning Number 77, soon let out a soft chuckle and spoke again, as if trying to ease the atmosphere.