Vacuum Theocracy.
Outer Sea.
Dream Research Institute—[Dream].
The special plague [Canopy] was gripped in Zhou Zhi's hand. The nerves and blood vessels around its eyeballs writhed frantically, while its swollen lungs wheezed in rapid bursts. Canopy no longer spoke with those refined, archaic Chengyun turns of phrase.
"Let me go!!"
"You damned human!"
"I'm going to kill you!!"
"Just you wait! Just you wait!"
"I..."
Zhou Zhi raised a finger to his lips. "Shh, Mr. Canopy. I'm thinking."
To the side, Captain Fei Qi stared blankly at what was happening before him.
A powerful top-tier Dragon of Illness had actually been seized one-handed by their Plague Exterminator.
Countless diseased lungs had transformed, yet they had no effect on this man at all.
It was a complete, one-sided suppression.
Could someone really do this?
If he could, then what rank of Plague Exterminator was this man?
Fei Qi did not dare make a sound and interrupt the young man's thoughts.
"[Ruan Yin]... and the [King of Pestilence] reached some kind of deal or consensus. Using Kindly Father's power, they trapped me in the Vacuum Outer Sea."
Zhou Zhi pondered. "If nothing unexpected happened, one of those two parties has already begun making its move."
Twenty-Three thought as well, shaking her tiny head. "Then what is their goal? Is conquering the Six Nations and controlling the human world really that important?"
Zhou Zhi shook his head. "Controlling the human world is very important."
"At least, it certainly is for the King of Pestilence. Even in this era corrupted by Kindly Father, plagues draw energy from life—animals, plants. If everything dies out, I don't believe the plagues of the Dark Continent can survive either. Energy is conserved."
Twenty-Three turned toward Zhou Zhi. "What about Twenty-Three?"
"What is that woman's reason?"
Zhou Zhi fell