The Only Thing We Seek Is Freedom of the Heart

Their faces were filled with despair.

There is no antidote?

"Then aren't we doomed?"

"What kind of poison is this?"

Is it too late to develop an antidote?

They had already begun searching for their communication devices to issue orders to their subordinates.

The second city lord collapsed to the ground, finally catching his breath, when he began to feel unwell.

First comes breathing.

With each breath, he felt a subtle, persistent pain, as if ants were gently gnawing at him.

With each breath, the pain gradually intensifies, becoming more and more painful.

What started as an easily overlooked tingling and itching sensation gradually transformed into excruciating pain, as if every breath were torture.

But humans cannot stop breathing.

"Ugh!"

He clutched his chest, feeling pain spreading throughout his body; his lungs were just the first organ to show signs of trouble.

The second city lord reluctantly gave orders to his subordinates.

Soon, people rushed over, including the researchers who had developed the poison. He instructed them to prepare an antidote as quickly as possible, preferably one that could suppress the toxin on the spot.

"Uh!" The other city lords also felt uncomfortable.

Although they escaped there as quickly as possible, the whole process still took four minutes.

I wonder if inhaling the toxic gas for four minutes would be fatal.

The second city lord, however, dared not make a guarantee.

Because the target of the poison was Contract Anomalist with special abilities, he feared that these Contract Anomalist might have some resistance to poison, so he used a very high dose.

Let alone four minutes, even one minute inside that building would likely be fatal due to the toxic fumes inhaled.

However, the less poison inhaled, the slower the effects.

Number 2 clutched his throat, crying out in resentment and pain, "Why? Why is he completely unharmed?"

Those who inhale less toxic gas are already beginning to experience the pain.

Despite inhaling more toxic gas, Skywing A appeared perfectly healthy and lively.

Why is that?

Sudden.

The cheerful, jubilant sound of the Skywing A echoed above them.

Skywing A rested her chin on her fingers and sat cross-legged, suspended in the air above them.

"Let me kindly answer your questions."

Skywing A snapped his fingers, and a small blackboard suddenly appeared beside him. "Clang! Clang!"

"This is eerie."

He drew a bizarre, twisted mass.

"This is Contract Anomalist."

He then drew a short, stocky figure next to the distorted object.

He drew a line directly connecting the two.

"As everyone knows, the Weird is not afraid of any physical weapons. Conventional weapons, whether high or low temperatures, lasers, electromagnetic waves, bombs, missiles, poison, etc., cannot harm it."

"And since the Contract Anomalist has made a pact with the supernatural, what conclusion can we draw?"

"Now, let's have this student answer."

Skywing A held a pointer in his hand and pointed it at City Lord Number 2.

City Lord Number 2 has already started rolling his eyes.

He was filled with resentment.

What's the meaning?

Contract Anomalist completely immune to poison?

Aren't you afraid of weapons in the physical sense?

No, maybe the other side is also poisoned and is just stalling for time. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense why they would avoid the explosions and use their abilities to deal with the bullets and traps.

I never used my body to tough it out.

If, as he claims, the Contract Anomalist is completely unafraid of these weapons, then why be so cautious in defending against their attacks?

Since you're already invincible, why not just charge straight in with your body?

But now he even has some difficulty speaking.

Too much toxic gas was inhaled.

They were all ordinary people, without the poison resistance of the Contract Anomalist, and the toxins had already begun to erode their bodies.

Although the onset is slow, this process actually delays their suffering.

Skywing leaned slightly closer, seemingly admiring the expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, were you satisfied with my performance?"

"I'm very generous to my guests; I basically always grant their requests."

"Look, aren't you enjoying the pain on each other's faces?"

"Don't be shy, take a look."

"After all, people are free, and they should also be free to choose how to die."

"How wonderful! You have reached the other side of freedom so quickly, freeing yourselves from the great cage of this mortal world. Your souls and your wills have been liberated."

As Skywing spoke, she revealed an excited expression of happiness for them, and even clapped her hands as she spoke.

It was as if he genuinely rejoiced at their deaths and sincerely blessed them for the release they had found through death.

Horrible, twisted, insane.

The minds of those city lords felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water.

As City Lord No. 2 looked at the smile on Skywing A's face, his vision blurred with pain, he vaguely saw a demon in human skin giving them a fake smile.

He regretted it.

Why would he provoke such a madman?

A madman isn't scary; what's scary is a madman who also possesses great power.

Why aren't you saying anything? Have you lost your voice?

As the Skywing raised its hand, Nameless Bird appeared, flapping its wings and landing on its hand.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

You agree, right?

"Chirp chirp chirp."

"Yeah, you're right. They'll probably go to hell after they die, right? Maybe they'll be hung up and whipped?"

"Hmm, so even death doesn't seem to offer freedom?"

"Chirp chirp."

Seeing the Nameless Bird's support, Skywing A finally showed a genuine smile.

"That's true. All we seek is freedom of the heart."

"After all, I am no longer the homeless wild bird I once was."

Skywing A abandoned the group of people who were writhing on the ground in agony, agonizing from the poison.

All the city lords were captured in one fell swoop.

The forces that depended on the city lord were like headless flies, no match for the organized Skywing Alliance.

The Skywing Alliance quickly expanded from City No. 3 to other cities.

It swept through all the cities at an unprecedented speed.

Countless people joined the Skywing Alliance.

It includes both ordinary people and elites.

Some powerful people eventually joined in as well.

The elites in the Skywing Alliance originally planned to take things slowly and gradually squeeze out the people sent by the city lord.

As a result, the city lord died.

The Skywing Alliance grew rapidly, and the people sent by the city lord became the weaker party.

With overwhelming advantages, they overthrew the stubborn forces of the original city lord in one fell swoop.