Sequence Highway: Starting as a Fake Artificer
Chapter 289

I just loved watching the big shots fight!!!

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Yang Yong froze.

He beat the Iron Wings on his back and flew into the air, observing the distance with night vision far beyond that of ordinary people.

The Entwined Crowds had all stopped there.

They huddled together in a tightly packed cluster.

The heads on their bodies no longer screamed or cursed. Instead, they all wore the same expression...

Their expressions were like those of children who had been beaten to tears and gone home to find someone to back them up.

Wronged.

Reassured.

Fearless with someone to rely on.

The sight looked rather eerie.

Logically speaking, weren't Eerie like the Entwined Crowds supposed to grab people, wrap them around themselves, and grow bigger and bigger?

They were plunderers, predators, beings that struck terror into other Eerie.

Could it be...

These Entwined Crowds had been "born" too?

Did they have a "mother" too?

Yang Yong simply couldn't figure it out.

He folded his metal wings, returned to the ground, and discussed it with Chen Gen.

"Something's off. Those Entwined Crowds aren't running anymore. They're hiding there, looking like they've got someone backing them up. Something's very wrong."

Chen Gen took out something that looked like a telescope...

A tube made from some kind of bone, with unknown black crystals set into both ends...

He used it to examine the distance closely.

He soon noticed something wrong.

"That thing surrounded by the Entwined Crowds... what's that buried underground?"

"What?" Yang Yong asked in confusion.

He had only been paying attention to the Entwined Crowds just now.

At least several hundred of them were packed together there, like a small mountain piled from twisted human bodies.

The sight had shocked him so much that he hadn't spared any attention for anything else.

He snatched the bone tube from Chen Gen's hand

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