The corridor was filled with an eerie and thick red mist.
The hunting dog and Luo Yin walked together.
While tracking Lin Nai, they got separated from Zhou Qisheng and Ji Yun in the building.
"This is too strange. How could there be red mist in the stairwell?" Luo Yin said, frowning.
They walked down a quiet, long corridor, only to find at the end, around a corner, that it was still a corridor, and exactly the same as the rooms in the original corridor, like an endless maze.
Clearly, he was under an illusion.
"Young Master Zhou, Ji Yun, where are you?!"
Luo Yin shouted loudly.
There was no response.
Visibility was extremely low in the red fog, with only the faint outlines of the corridors and stairwells visible.
"Stop shouting. It seems that kid has already discovered we're following him!" Hound said with a grim face. "This red mist is clearly that kid's ability."
Luo Yin turned around, frowning: "What about your sense of smell? Quickly use your sense of smell to track down where Young Master Zhou and the others are!"
The hound shook its head: "No, this red mist has a sensory-blocking effect. Haven't you noticed? In this red mist, not only is your vision weakened, but your hearing and sense of smell are also greatly reduced."
"How could this happen..." Luo Yin asked, "What about the communication headset?"
"It's no use, the signal is blocked, it must be due to the red fog." Hound had just tried to contact Zhou Qisheng and Ji Yun through Bluetooth headset.
But all I could hear from the headphones was a buzzing sound.
Luo Yin looked resentful: "Damn it... even the propagation of sound has been weakened, so my sound-attribute ability can't be used here, and I can't use sound to find my way..."
The hound bit its tongue, trying to use the pain to wake itself from the illusion.
However, it was clearly of no use.
He said, "Clearly, the other side knows our capabilities very well, which is why they used this ability to trap us."
“We don’t just want to trap you.” A cold voice rang out.
From within the red mist, the silhouette of a massive figure, standing a full two meters tall, slowly emerged.
The white beast walked over with a cold expression, cracking its knuckles as it did so: "We're going to beat you up again."
The hound's expression changed: "You're... the one from the same class as Linnai...?"
He immediately became alert, hearing more footsteps, and looked to his left and right.
Truman and Mu Xun slowly walked out of the corridor on the left.
Truman held a black and white calligraphy brush, and a faint blue sword aura condensed at the tip of the brush, resembling a sharp sword.
Mu Xun still wore the same indifferent expression, holding a bronze longsword in his hand, exuding a dignified aura.
In the corridor on the right, Tong Yi and Yu Yuanyuan also emerged from the red mist.
Tong Yi held a green staff, and her body was surrounded by dynamic elemental energy;
Yu Yuanyuan's ten fingers grew black demonic claws, and alluring horns sprouted from her head. She also wore black eyeshadow makeup.
Five people surrounded the two of them.
"Heh... So you even called in reinforcements?" Hound laughed, feigning composure. "You newbies from the 93rd class, you don't really think you can beat us old guys after only three or four months of training, do you?"
Truman then adjusted his glasses and calmly analyzed, "Although it's five against two, you have a significant level advantage. Normally, we might not be a match for you."
"But it's quite different in this red mist."
"Both 'Sound Shaking' and 'Black Soul-Chasing Hound' were unable to be used due to the perception shielding effect of the red mist."
"So, if the five of us attack you here together, the battle will be over in thirteen minutes and six seconds, and we'll have a very easy time."
Hound gritted his teeth: "Hmph, you're quite the big talker... They all say that you 93rd batch are a bunch of geniuses, I'd like to see if you newcomers have the ability!"
With that, he clasped his hands together and said, "Beast Summoning - Black Hound!"
"puff!"
Two strong, fanged black hounds were summoned and appeared in front of him.
......
Zhou Qisheng and Ji Yun walked down the long corridor.
Meng Feifei stared at the lens of the sniper rifle: "Brother Nai, I see them."
Lu Xiaoda, holding a laptop, manipulated a mechanical fly, following closely behind Zhou Qisheng and Ji Yun: "Shall we launch an attack?"
Lin Nai smiled and said, "No need for now."
"Brother Zhou, it seems Lin Nai has discovered that we are following him," Ji Yun said worriedly. "Hunter and Luo Yin have both disappeared."
"What do you mean 'should'? Isn't it certain?" Zhou Qisheng sneered, "Anyone who can be targeted by Old Master Zhou must have some skills."
Ji Yun: "That makes sense..."
At that moment, light and steady footsteps came from the corridor ahead.
Zhou Qisheng and Ji Yun both stopped.
At the end of the corridor, Lin Nai leisurely walked out, carrying Bai Ye.
"They've been tracking and monitoring me for so long, it seems these two senior students are really interested in me."
Linnai gazed at them with a deep, calm look in her eyes: "Tell me, what do you want? Who sent you?"
Zhou Qisheng laughed: "What do you mean who sent us? We're just very interested in the apostle of the legendary first-to-appear god, sequence number 0—the White Death God Carlos. We want to see what kind of guy this popular figure who defeated the successor of Guigu is."
Lin Nai touched her nose: "If you don't tell the truth, I'll catch you in a bit and torture you severely. It won't look good for you, seniors."
Zhou Qisheng narrowed his eyes: "You? You captured us? Heh, what an arrogant junior..."
"I know your record of fighting enemies above your level is truly remarkable. I've seen many people win against stronger opponents by being 2-3 levels above them, and I've also seen prodigies who are 4-5 levels above them. But the first time I've heard of someone fighting against an opponent more than 10 levels above them is with you."
"But don't forget, we are also Darkmoon, we are also elites! Do you really have that ability?"
Lin Nai's voice seemed to drift from beyond the heavens as she softly said, "Why don't you try it and see?"
"Whoosh—!"
Divine Technique - Ghost Step!
Lin Nai's figure appeared in front of Zhou Shengqi in an instant, his silver-gray eyes calmly staring at him!
Zhou Shengqi's pupils suddenly contracted.
What the hell is that speed?!??
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