blueteamnovel Chapter 452 - 445: The Attack
Chapter 452 - 445: The Attack
Several nights later, deep into the night.
In the heart of Hai Character Camp’s Stone Temple.
Lan Zhang lounged lazily in a stone chair, a faint smile playing on his lips, "This place is Beyond Heaven, far from the Netherworld. The newly born Yin Spirit Divine Power is weak, and the Dew Harvesting Spell is slightly dysfunctional—that’s expected."
"With Ghost Gate as an anchor and the Netherworld factions pulling, the power of the River of Oblivion pervades the entire Hai Character Camp."
"A one-time dysfunction is acceptable, but a widespread failure of cursing methods is absolutely impossible!" Shen Yan said with an icy expression.
"Is that so? Then has Military Supervisor Shen found the reason?" Lan Zhang’s expression remained unchanged as he still slouched lazily in the stone chair.
A fierce light flashed in Shen Yan’s eyes, "The Dew Harvesting Spell relies on the River of Oblivion."
"The frequent failures of the cursing methods indicate that someone is secretly sealing the Ghost Gate, obstructing the power of the River of Oblivion from descending."
He stared intently at Lan Zhang, his face growing even more solemn, "To subtly affect the Ghost Gate like this, it could only be your Soul Summoning Banner!"
Hum!
The air suddenly vibrated intensely.
Ten black-clad individuals abruptly appeared inside the Stone Temple, forming a fan shape as they surrounded Lan Zhang in the middle.
A transparent Water Screen suddenly rose up and quickly closed in, resembling a large bowl that, in the blink of an eye, trapped Lan Zhang upside down within it.
Numerous black curse characters surged from within the Water Screen, transforming into chains that tightly bound Lan Zhang, leaving him completely immobilized.
"You can use the Soul Summoning Banner to seal the Ghost Gate, and naturally, I can also use it to entangle the Soul Summoning Banner. Stop struggling, Lan Zhang," Shen Yan said coldly.
"So you’re saying all the power of the Ghost Gate has been used by you to restrain my Soul Summoning Banner?" Lan Zhang, who until now had worn a calm expression, suddenly grinned.
Shen Yan’s heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was amiss.
"The connection to the Netherworld’s power has been deliberately severed by you."
"Without an anchor point, even if the Lord of the City personally intervened, he wouldn’t be able to teleport through the void to trouble me!"
"You really are a great benefactor! Ha ha..."
Lan Zhang’s bloodshot eyes snapped open, a madness seeping out as he burst into loud laughter.
Before Shen Yan could react.
To the left of the Stone Temple, pitch-black shadows instantly formed blades and, with a swift motion, impaled three of the black-clad men.
On the right, the eyes of the remaining five black-clad individuals simultaneously lit up with a crimson glow. They swiftly leaped from their positions and in an instant surrounded Shen Yan and the remaining two black-clad men in the middle.
"You!" Shen Yan’s face turned pale.
It never occurred to him that half of his core group from the Netherworld faction had already been turned by Lan Zhang!
Chen Mu hadn’t forgotten the living water ape he encountered by the Blood River. Just being stared at by the creature made him shiver all over. He didn’t want to face it head-on and preferred to stay as far as possible.
"The Netherworld Department is good. As long as you condense enough River of Oblivion Water, there’s no need to leave the camp. It’s worry-free and safe."
He had tried the previous night. Within six Hours, he had successfully condensed seven cauldrons of River of Oblivion Water. He was not far from completing the assessment requirement.
He was contemplating his future life.
Boom!
An explosion-like sound suddenly burst forth.
The entire barracks shook violently as if hit by an earthquake.
To the southwest of the camp, a bloody light suddenly burst forth.
An invisible pressure swept over him, causing Chen Mu’s hair to stand on end, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, freezing him in place instantly.
Everyone inside the barracks turned pale and tense due to this force. After a while, as the bloody light faded, people gradually came to their senses, panicking and rushing out of the door.
At this moment, Shi, who had always hidden inside the house, also hurried over, repeatedly scolding and instructing people not to move around arbitrarily.
Chen Mu stood by the window of the barracks, staring at the southwest where the bloody light was fading, feeling very uneasy.
"What the hell happened?!"
...
"A surprise attack by red-eyed water apes?"
"The Bottomless Pool destroyed?"
"Seven out of ten in the Netherworld Department are dead or injured?!"
By evening, as Chen Mu listened to the continuous news Shi Dechun gathered, he felt like it was a bolt from the blue, and he stood there dumbfounded.
The place he had been yearning for its safety was the first target of the water apes’ surprise attack on the camp?
And it was nearly annihilated?
Fuck!
This Netherworld Department, supposedly safe within the camp, was less reliable than the Flame Marching Banner that went to the battlefield every day?
Had all this effort been for nothing?
"Hong Xiu, oh Hong Xiu, you son of a bitch, you really screwed me over!"
"Why did the Soul-Departing Soup you sold me turn out to be a Netherworld Guide?!"
Thinking back on the suffering of burning with blue flames for the past two months, Chen Mu’s eyes turned red with anger.