The moment he heard that voice, Tyrael's expression changed.
How could he ever forget that voice?
"The Lord of Crimson... how could..."
At that moment.
Lin En narrowed his eyes as well.
But little emotion showed on his face. This was her territory, after all. Given how meticulous the Lord of Crimson was, how could she possibly have failed to leave some safeguards here?
That voice also rumbled in from outside through their surveillance system.
"Tyrael."
"You have disappointed me greatly, and your betrayal has broken my heart. When news of the situation in reality reached me, I thought you would prove loyal and unyielding. I never expected you to join forces with someone else so quickly. And... you even dared to bring him here."
On the surveillance feed, the young men and women outside rose from the ground one after another.
Their bodies began undergoing a series of changes. Demonic horns sprouted from their heads, and their expressions grew hideously distorted, as though countless terrifying elite Weirds were descending into this world through these vessels, one after another.
It was the Lord of Crimson's legion!
Tyrael turned pale. Clenching his fists, he backed away, stammering:
"Didn't you... didn't you give me full authority over the entire Factory?! How could... you... you never trusted me at all?!"
The voice came in unison from the vessels' mouths, laced with eerie static.
"Trust?"
"What a tremendous irony, hearing that word from a traitor."
"Do you still not understand? Being allowed to live in peace after this project ended was already the greatest reward I could give you. You must also understand that nothing has ever belonged to you. Everything you possess was given to you by me. If I can give it to you, I can take it away."
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