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The blinding white light erupted from the Corpse Energy structure projectile. Thanks to the design of the disassembly bomb, this white light only covered the area of the iron door, and its powerful disintegration ability caused the door to emit a series of cracking sounds.
Damn it, how dare you play me like this!
Anlius was furious, commanding Shihua and Hu Xu to charge towards Ye Wumeng.
However, just as he gave the order, in that split second when the disassembly bomb completed its task, Ye Wumeng sprang into action and dashed out.
He couldn't let him carry the news out!
With gritted teeth, Anlius took out the Mechanical Glove once more. Looking at the red-lit button on it, he pressed it without hesitation.
How did it come to this?
Wasn't the advantage supposed to be mine?
How could they push me to this point!
Anlius's eyes turned bloodshot, his temples throbbing as his face flushed a deep shade of purple.
Finally, he was out.
Ye Wumeng quickly emerged from the underground passage, but when he looked around, his heart sank.
The small room was sealed off with iron sheets, leaving no escape route!
Seeing Hu Xu rapidly closing in behind him, Ye Wumeng gritted his teeth and charged back towards Hu Xu.
Upon seeing this, Hu Xu mechanically raised his fist and swung it fiercely at Ye Wumeng.
Ye Wumeng twisted his body in an attempt to dodge but was still knocked back into the basement.
Bang!
He crashed hard onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Hahaha, you can't escape now! You’ve made me look so pathetic; you’re going to pay for this!
Anlius laughed maniacally, his eyes bloodshot with resentment and hatred.
Heh, catch me? Sorry, I don’t trust fate in someone else's hands.
He quickly got up, remnants of the drug still visible on his lips. At that moment, he held something familiar in his hand.
A High Penetration Rocket Projectile!
And it was aimed at Hu Xu outside!
He had retreated back into the basement just to avoid the blast radius of the rocket!
Whoosh!
At the moment of launch, Ye Wumeng immediately ran backward.
Boom!
The deafening explosion echoed in everyone's ears as Anlius was blinded by the terrifying shockwave.
Ye Wumeng was also knocked to the ground by the impact, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.
This thing packs quite a punch.
Struggling to get up, Ye Wumeng shook his head and looked towards the exit, marveling at the power of that shot.
Good grief, that was something else.
A massive hole had been blown through both the ground and basement, and all the residents of the Refugee Zone heard that ear-splitting explosion.
Upon stepping outside, they were taken aback.
Anlius Apothecary had exploded! The entire Alchemist's Shop had collapsed in the blast, reduced to ruins, with wisps of white smoke still rising from the debris.
Are Alchemists really this fierce?
They shuddered at the thought, realizing that provoking an Alchemist was a grave mistake. Who knew when another explosion might occur?
It was time for you to surrender, wasn't it?
Ye Wumeng looked at Anlius, arms crossed and utterly exhausted. Despite being so well-prepared, things had almost gone awry.
"Ha ha ha, take a good look behind you," Anlius said with a mocking grin, as he surrounded Ye Wumeng with the corpses left behind in the chaos.
"These things can only slow me down; they won't stop me from escaping," Ye Wumeng shrugged, voicing his thoughts aloud.
Creating such a commotion must have caught that guy's attention too, right?
"Heh, all I need to do is hold you back," Anlius said as he began to slowly restore Hu Xu, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
With Hu Xu recovering, this farce should come to an end!
Seeing this, Ye Wumeng remained unfazed. He jumped onto a nearby barrel, propping his legs up casually and wearing a relaxed expression.
What on earth is he doing?
Anlius was puzzled by Ye Wumeng's current actions; however, since he was willing to stall, Anlius was more than happy to wait alongside him.
As time ticked by, Hu Xu's body gradually returned to its former state; it seemed he would soon be able to move again.
"Ha ha, it's over," Anlius said, his smile growing more pronounced.
In the dead of night, making such a ruckus—would it allow anyone to sleep peacefully?
Just then, an abrupt voice rang out, causing Anlius to pause slightly and instinctively turn toward the source of the sound.
Xu Duan stood at the entrance, still clad in the Bonfire Group's standard uniform, hands in pockets and standing atop Hu Xu with a casual tone.
"Take a look at what you've got here."
Ye Wumeng didn't even glance at Anlius; instead, he drew a glowing orb from the Ankh III Mechanical Glove and tossed it lightly toward Xu Duan.
"You’re from the Bonfire Group? Since you’ve seen it all now, don’t even think about escaping!" Anlius roared at Xu Duan.
Ye Wumeng looked at Anlius as if he were a fool.
"Can’t you see your strongest fighter Hu Xu is being trampled underfoot? Are you really that desperate?"
Receiving the glowing orb, Xu Duan glanced at the roaring Anlius and raised his right hand, gently squeezing it.
In an instant, Ye Wumeng felt as if time had momentarily frozen while the Half-Dead around them twisted grotesquely like origami being crushed into flat paper figures!
Thousands of Half-Dead were wiped out just like that?
Anlius's mind was still in a daze when Xu Duan appeared before him, smiling.
"Guess what? Can I drop?"
Gulp.
Two sounds of swallowing echoed in the air.
One was Anlius, and the other was Ye Wumeng.
Is this what it means for a combat power to be close to a thousand strong?
So powerful!
However, despite the envy in his heart, he knew he had a system. As long as he kept looting corpses, he could become that strong too, even surpassing them!
Crack.
Xu Duan removed Anlius's Mechanical Glove and placed a blue ring on him, resembling handcuffs.
The deal is done, Xu Vice Commander. I need my stuff now.
Ye Wumeng extended his hand towards Xu Duan.
There’s no time; we really can’t delay!
As if anticipating this, Xu Duan pulled out a vial of bright red blood from his pocket and tossed it to him.
Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve bled? For this little bit of blood, I’ve bent several needles!
Xu Duan extended his index finger, showcasing a tiny mosquito bite-sized wound on his fingertip.
Ye Wumeng was speechless and pointed at it.
I should have provided you with all the data to restore the full picture here; you can find someone to investigate later. Oh, and that suspicious heart—never mind, you can look at it yourself.
Ye Wumeng turned around, intending to leave and get back to refining potions.
Wait, the Vice Commander wants to see you.
Xu Duan reached out to stop Ye Wumeng.
You want to see me at this hour?
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