Chapter 246 Ants have no right to speak
In an unfinished building not far from the abandoned factory.
Zhao Haizhou panted as he climbed up the concrete steps without handrails. The dust stirred up by his steps, mixed with the smell of weeds, choked him so much that he had to cover his mouth and nose.
After several minutes of climbing, Zhao Haizhou was already out of breath. He did not have the physical fitness that an awakener should have. Even an adult with normal physique was much stronger than him.
He stopped in a room with air leaks on all sides with difficulty, slowly approached a corner of the house, opened a pile of debris, and took out a metal suitcase at the bottom.
Zhao Haizhou carefully patted the dust on the suitcase and held it tightly in his arms.
His eyes were still flickering, and he kept looking around, as if he was waiting for something, and seemed to be wary of something.
Zhao Haizhou did not wait too long.
A figure floated into the unfinished building from the window.
The man was wearing a spacious black coat, his face hidden under the wide hood, revealing only half of his chin and tightly pursed lips.
His steps were light and silent, and each step landed on the ground just right, without the slightest drag or heaviness.
As the person approached, a sense of oppression that could not be ignored also followed.
Zhao Haizhou felt the pressure, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, his eyes full of fear and anxiety. He held the metal suitcase tightly in his hand, as if it was his only support and shelter.
"Give me the things." The man's voice was particularly cold.
"My lord... I can already feel it... I'm almost dying..." Zhao Haizhou's voice was a little stuttering, and his body trembled a little more.
"What you promised me is... true... right?"
"We really... can annihilate the demon race..."
"Right?"
Zhao Haizhou's consciousness was already a little confused, and it was his limit to barely maintain a conversation in front of Hongye before.
The man did not answer, but grasped the handle of the suitcase and pulled it out of Zhao Haizhou's arms.
Zhao Haizhou's body trembled violently, and he fell softly on the cold concrete floor.
His eyes were wide open, but there was no focus in his pupils. His lips kept trembling, but he could no longer make any meaningful sounds, only occasionally making a few vague mutterings, like a lonely ghost abandoned in the wilderness.
His hands were waving in the air, as if he wanted to grab something. But there was nothing around except the cold air and the dilapidated walls.
In his cloudy eyes, a young figure suddenly appeared.
His son was wearing his favorite clothes when he was alive, with a bright smile, as if he had never left this world. He was waving to Zhao Haizhou, and the smile was so real that Zhao Haizhou almost reached out to touch the long-lost warmth.
And beside his son, the figure of a middle-aged woman slowly emerged. It was Zhao Haizhou's wife.
She still maintained her appearance before death, her tender eyes quietly looking at Zhao Haizhou, and a familiar voice sounded in Zhao Haizhou's ears.
"Haizhou..."
"You have worked hard over the years..."
Zhao Haizhou's facial expression was distorted and hideous, but there was always a happy smile on the corner of his mouth. Sweat and tears mixed together, sliding down his pale cheeks, dripping on the cold ground, splashing tiny water flowers.
He was completely crazy.
"Ants..." The man looked down at Zhao Haizhou and squeezed out a few words with disdain from his teeth.
The man had no intention of silencing them. Anyway, these ants would not live for a few days after their souls were extracted.
Even if they fell into the hands of the Shadow Moon Pavilion, they could not get any useful information at all.
They were just a group of zombies. Letting them make trouble outside could attract the attention of the Demon Slayer Division.
However, the man had no intention of letting go of the other two ants...
The man held a suitcase in one hand and held his other hand in the air, then swung it violently.
The violent pressure directly overturned the wall on one side.
Amidst the flying dust.
Two figures gradually appeared.
It was Hongye and Gu Jia who had been eavesdropping.
"You dare to eavesdrop here through a wall, you are really brave..." the man said coldly.
"Wait! I have something to say!" Hongye shouted anxiously.
She was really afraid that before she asked the question, the man would be chopped by the hidden Boss Lu, and then this trip would be in vain.
The man obviously didn't know who Hongye was talking to. He snorted coldly and said very arrogantly, "One fifth-level...one third-level..."
"Ants have no right to speak."
The sixth-level pressure had completely enveloped Hongye and Gu Jia. In his eyes, the two had no chance of escape.
Looking at the dust floating around her, Hongye knew that the other party had already taken action, but she didn't feel anything.
This meant that Boss Lu was right beside her.
Hongye instantly felt confident, and she pretended to be afraid and said, "You didn't kill him right away, which means we still have room for negotiation, right?"
"Tell me your conditions, maybe we can solve this matter peacefully?"
The man ignored Hongye and just flicked his fingers slightly to open the suitcase.
He carefully took out a small lump of unknown material from the metal box.
This object is shaped like a heart, expanding and contracting regularly. The surface is engraved with complex needle patterns, and there are faint energy fluctuations, which are steadily dissipating.
It is obviously a man-made object at first glance, but it has a faint breath of life.
"When have you ever seen a strong man negotiate with an ant?"
The man gently wrapped the artificial heart with coercion, always keeping a certain distance from himself. Slowly approaching Hongye and Gu Jia.
Somewhat to his surprise, Hongye and Gu Jia did not show any panic on their faces, but instead looked like they were watching the fun.
There was no fear that people who were threatened should show.
What's going on?
Are they fools?
The man just started to murmur in his heart.
A sudden voice sounded out of thin air.
"Artificial crystal core?"
The man's heart trembled violently. He subconsciously wanted to take back the artificial crystal core, but found that his coercion seemed to be blocked by some special power, and he could not sense the existence of the artificial crystal core at all.
A big hand tightly grasped the artificial crystal core suspended in the air, and Lu Changsheng slowly revealed his true form. He stared at the artificial crystal core in his hand with a puzzled look.
"Let go!"
The man's eyes suddenly turned red. The artificial crystal core must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise not only the Demon Slayer Division, but also the master behind him would not let him go.
He instantly gathered all his superpowers and condensed them between his fists. He took a step forward and attacked Lu Changsheng with a full-strength blow with the sixth-level pressure.
Lu Changsheng's body did not move at all, but only glanced at the man with the corner of his eyes.
Boom——
The man only felt a roar in his ears, and a monstrous pressure fell like a tidal wave.
Even the air seemed to solidify.
