Chapter 74
The temple fell into chaos.
The battle between extraordinary abilities caused anxiety among ordinary people. Caught in the midst of various attacks, they seemed to have no choice but to run away. Huiyun shouted anxiously, "What do you want me to do?"
At this moment, a familiar hypnotic voice sounded: "You will sleep until the sun..."
Yang Haixi screamed, her voice almost piercing the eardrums of everyone present: "Disrupt his speech!"
The other party's hypnosis method is through sound, so as long as you can't hear it, you won't be affected.
"Drown up his voice!" Tang Yu also shouted, "Scream, roar!"
More than a dozen children shouted one after another, completely drowning out the pagan's hypnotic voice, and Huiyun's voice blended in with everyone else's.
"Smash the window glass and run outside!" Ace roared to the back.
Lin Yaoxin pressed his hands to the ground, and three flames spread out from his palms, dispersing the surrounding fog. Ace, along with Tang Yu and Yang Haixi, retreated while dodging the bullets fired by Hai Weil.
Facing their former teacher, a mature B-level extraordinary ability user, they could only focus on defense.
Ace deconstructed the air around him, and the water vapor spreading during the rainstorm gathered and poured down on Hywel's head, but this instead angered the villain who was thirsty for revenge.
Bullets flew through the air, hitting their legs and feet. They had no weapons and could only hide.
"No, we have to fight back." Tang Yu said. She opened a door on the stone pillar while Hai Weil was reloading, and after a few people, the bullet was swallowed by the door.
But just when they were catching their breath, several more pagans came, broke in through the glass window, and surrounded them.
Tang Yu's face darkened completely at this point...it seemed like they had nowhere to retreat.
As the gray fog twisted Ango's ankles like a living thing, her tracking eye was burning her optic nerves madly, and the red feathers in the corners of her retina seemed to burn her eyeballs to ashes.
The gray mist with a full set of mechanical equipment hit Ango's face. She wanted to dodge sideways, but was tripped by the gray mist. On her left, Xie Mu's fire axe was being taken away by someone using telepathy. Mo Yu couldn't take care of both ends and was also entangled by the newly arrived pagans.
She saw that the students on the other side were surrounded by Hai Weil and other pagans. C-level ability users were completely useless in this situation. Ace fell into Hai Weil's hands again... It was too difficult. There were too many enemies in front of them, and there were also many A-level ability users, and the gap in their strength was too big.
Ango, who was tripped, put her hands on her eyes, took out the golden-red feather from them, and held it in her hands - this was something that the Flame Bird left in her dream, and she never knew what its use was.
At this moment, Dylan, who was a few kilometers away, suddenly received a tip-off: "Found it, locked on to the target."
The gray-robed men didn't hypnotize them again. Instead, they controlled everyone with chains made of gray mist, binding them to the thick temple pillars. The gray mist was made of a very strange material; the more they struggled, the more it entangled them. After only a moment of resistance, Ace realized that his movements were actually affecting his companions.
Haiweier spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground. He lifted Ango's chin and stared at her fiercely. "Oh, so you're a person with special abilities. I thought you were some truly gifted shooting genius. You're playing the pig to eat the tiger, and you've made me look so awful..."
At this point, Ango stopped pretending. She didn't say anything, but the disgust on her face was obvious.
Haiweier only watched for a few seconds, then suddenly became furious again. He raised his hand and slapped Ango, and a red mark of five fingers instantly appeared on his cheek.
Ango didn't blink, but stared at Haiweier stubbornly.
"You're still looking..."
"Don't hit her!" Tang Yu yelled like crazy, "What kind of skill is it to hit a woman?"
"You!" Hearing this, Haiweier raised his hand again.
This time it was the gray fog that stopped him: "Well, they'll all die at daybreak anyway."
The man spoke as if a dozen lives were nothing to him.
"Where are the looted gloves?" Xie Mu asked. He was also seriously injured, with bruises on his face and his clothes torn.
Through the uniform mechanical masks of the gray-robed men, Gray Mist's gaze pierced through, a look of scrutiny in his eyes: "How do you know... Wait, your face looks familiar. Could it be... that we were the ones who took away your abilities?"
Several gray-robed men talked to each other in low voices, seemingly discussing Xie Mu's identity.
"Take away abilities? What are they talking about? Extraordinary abilities?" Tang Yu muttered softly.
Ace, Lin Yaoxin and others also looked at them in confusion.
From the moment Ango and the other two appeared, they were filled with confusion. However, during the previous chaotic battle, they hadn't been able to ask any questions. Now that they were all captured by the pagans and faced a life-or-death situation, asking questions seemed pointless. However, the conversation between Xie Mu and Gray Mist was so horrifying that it drew their attention to it.
They have never heard that extraordinary abilities can be stolen. Wouldn't those with extraordinary abilities be in danger in the future?
Gray Mist chuckled. "Forget it. You're dying anyway, so it's okay to tell you. Snatch is out on a mission today. Normally, we wouldn't harm the lives of those we've snatched. After all, even if they've lost their Beyonder abilities, their lives are worthless anyway... But since you've come to us again, don't blame us for being rude."
The people around him also laughed: "He lost his ability, walked into the trap, and then turned back. It's really funny."
"What on earth do you want to do? To gain more power for your god?" Xie Mu's expression lost its usual relaxed expression and became completely gloomy. "Madman."
Gray Mist said sternly, "The gods worshipped by the world require constant prayers and kowtows, but the Phantom God gives us status, money, and now...power. Why shouldn't we work for him?"
"This isn't fair!" Yang Haixi couldn't help but shout, "This was bought with someone else's power! It belongs to someone else!"
"Other people's?" The gray-robed men burst into laughter as if they had heard something funny.
"Then let me ask you, who gave you your extraordinary ability?" Gray Mist asked.
"It's... innate, given by my parents, given by God."
"That Phantom God is our heaven," Gray Mist said.
Yang Haixi was speechless for a moment and couldn't find any words to refute.
"This world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Either you steal from me or I steal from you. If you get the same job as your competitor, you're stealing it from them. There's only so much wealth, and if you earn it, others won't. We're just like businessmen making money from other people's pockets and taking other people's abilities into our own pockets." Gray Wu put his hands behind his back and paced leisurely, admiring the expressions of the people in front of him.
"Shameless." Ace gritted his teeth and spat out two words.
"It doesn't matter whether you understand or not." Gray Mist led the pagans and sat cross-legged in the precarious room. Half of the room had collapsed due to the fight just now, but their movements were very calm.
"You won't see the sun anyway."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. Only then did they realize that the formation in which the pagans sat cross-legged happened to be a hexagram. With the position where each person sat as a node, a faint green flame was burning. Each flame extended its light, forming straight lines, as if enclosing everyone in a formation.
"Oh no, they brought the sacrificial ceremony forward!" Mo Yu said.
"Everyone fears the long night and the many dreams. If some of you really leak the news... then we won't gain anything more than we lose." Gray Mist's cunning voice was gradually drowned out by the pagan chanting. "Send them away quickly."
After saying this, Gray Mist pulled out a yellowed piece of parchment from his robe. The edges of the parchment were jagged, as if it had been torn from a book. He threw the paper into the air, and instantly a gust of wind lifted it up from below, floating it above everyone's heads.
This piece of parchment seemed to have its own life, growing above people's heads, stretching its arms and legs, absorbing the power brought to it by the formation, and gradually wrapping up Ango and others in the chanting in the sky, just like a silkworm pupa wrapping a silkworm.
"Great Phantom God, this is the sacrifice your followers offer to you..."
The parchment stuck to everyone's skin and tightened tightly, trying to suck everyone in. Ango felt the air around him gradually become thinner, and every breath became extremely difficult.
"It seems like we really have to die here..." Lin Yaoxin murmured.
As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him suddenly became still.
The chanting stopped, the light of the sacrificial array dimmed, and the parchment no longer tightened, but instead loosened its restraints on them, moved away from above their heads, and floated into the air again. Ango opened his eyes and saw several familiar figures appear in front of him.
The thin Dylan, the S-level strongman Jiang Mianyan, and... Xi Sen, who has always been by her side but has suddenly been absent recently.
Xi Sen was dressed in black and smiled at her, revealing his sharp white teeth. His expression was still far from kind, and even made Ango feel afraid for a long time. But at this moment, she didn't know why, but she felt a little relieved.
Everyone was controlled by Jiang Mianyan, as if they had become actors in a puppet show on stage. If Jiang Mianyan's fingers didn't move, the show would have to be paused.
The people on the pillars felt the gray fog that had been binding them dissipate. They looked at their own hands and feet, and at the three people who appeared before them, in astonishment. How could just three people control so many pagans? What kind of powerful force was this?
"I'm here." Xi Sen stared at Ango and uttered three simple words with a hint of apology in his tone. He then immediately added, "I have something to tell you!"
He simply grabbed Ango's wrist and was about to walk out the door.
"Eh?" Tang Yu was about to stop him when Lin Yaoxin pulled him back.
Lin Yaoxin shook his head, signaling her not to worry about these things.
Dylan held up the whiteboard and said, "Don't worry, everyone is safe. We are MAA and we are here to rescue you."
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