The air above the frontline command center's plaza froze like solid ice.
Taotie's light-devouring maw was the first to let out a thunderous, muffled sneer, its sound waves making the ground tremble:
"Future, you went to all this trouble to summon us just to deal with this black-haired youngster?"
Its voice carried a hunger that seemed impossible to satisfy, every word sounding as though it were chewing on something unseen:
"He doesn't look particularly special. His scent... does have a rather distinctive flavor, though. There's an astonishing amount of energy in him. Worth eating."
Within the warped shadows surrounding Abyssal Whisper, the screams of countless vengeful souls merged into chaotic whispers that could shatter the mind:
"Heehee... Future... what did you see?"
"Fear?"
"In his soul, all I sense is boundless arrogance and boring calm."
"How dull... so very dull..."
"Not nearly as interesting as those trembling souls behind him..."
Its voice bored straight into everyone's minds. Several weaker-willed Contract Spirit Masters and communications officers immediately rolled their eyes back and collapsed.
Void Weaver's phantom-spider body flickered in and out of sight within the distorted space, letting out a shrill, echoing taunt:
"You brought in five world-class beings to weave this hunt. Future, aren't you pulling your threads a little too tight?"
"A void prison woven by me alone would be enough to deal with him."
Future looked at Xia Yuan, whose contemptuous attitude had never once changed, and clenched her little fists until her knuckles cracked.
The twenty-fourth time!
Here she was again!
Only she knew how terrifying this man truly was.
If these weren't the only World-Class Wanted Bosses she could mobilize...
She wouldn't have considered even ten too many to surround and kill Xia Yuan!
"Stick to the plan."
"Remember, our only target is the Contract Spirit