Was it too late to leave now?
The once-lofty Jingtuo God now wanted nothing more than to leave as quickly as possible. His unease had reached its peak.
The smile at the corners of Gao Ming's mouth grew more pronounced as he slowly raised his hand. Chains slithered through the shadows like enormous black snakes, each engraved with names steeped in hatred.
"I've waited far too long for this day. From the very first moment I saw you, killing intent rose in my heart. I know you felt exactly the same. Thirteen Candidates, and only one can survive. But rather than killing you, I'm more interested in seeing who lasts until the end—you, or the other Candidate hidden in the General Bureau."
The Jingtuo God dared not look back or stop. He walked faster and faster, only to discover, to his shock, that a lock of his hair and a shadow had been left behind.
It seemed that no matter how far he went, some things belonging to him would never leave with him again.
Forcing down his fear, the Jingtuo God frowned and glanced back. The Anomaly Event before his eyes had transformed completely. Layer upon layer of iron locks covered the entrance to the Xiangshengyong Apartments, and a dark, cavernous prison gaped like an Evil Ghost from the deepest reaches of the underworld.
Yet for some unknown reason, that terrifying prison did not leave the Xiangshengyong Apartments.
"Bring everyone I asked for before nightfall. Otherwise, I'll make every Anomaly Event spiral out of control and turn Hanhai into a city of demons." Gao Ming's words were cold and grating, hardly something a living person could utter, but no one present doubted him.
Shadows obscured their vision, and the Execution House vanished into the Anomaly Event. On the surface,