Novel Bin Chapter 372: Mob
Chapter 372: Mob
Two seconds later, Lilia attacked.
If someone were standing by her side right now, they would see that the air around the woman hovering high in the air was tinted with a red, flowing light.
A great beam of deadly red light burst out of her palms, casting the space between heaven and earth in a bleak dark red.
Bam!
The light devoured the 52nd floor whole, hitting the lower floors as well. The upper floors of the White Lake Hotel instantly melted, leaving behind a large cavity, under which was the awakeners’ dorm rooms, cut diagonally in half. From the bed, one would see the night sky and stars without any cover.
Awakeners gathering on the 52nd floor, however, survived.
Although the deadly ray had melted the other floors, the space under the protection of Absolute Defense remained intact.
The translucent golden square hovered in the sky like a spaceship, the passengers unhurt.
Lilia still had the same faint smile on her face, unfazed.
She wasn’t in a rush to make the second wave of attack, but instead waited quietly and patiently. Although she didn’t know the details of White Tiger’s Talent, she knew that the irrationally unbreakable defense wouldn’t last long.
She wasn’t in a rush. Time was on her side.
Qilin knew that too, so he made the decision quickly.
“Take everyone and leave, White Tiger,” Qilin said without turning around, his gaze calm. “Dragon, X, let’s go.”
“Okay.” Dragon had risen to his feet and walked up to Qilin, sounding composed.
Clang. X crushed the empty beer can with one hand. “Let’s see what she’s got!”
Total Defense allowed no entrance, only departure.
The three men left the barrier and stepped on air, falling quickly to the ground.
Their fall slowed before they reached the ground, and they landed gracefully.
“Thank you.” Qilin smiled. With his limp, it would be difficult for him to land with grace from such a high place. As the temporary leader of the awakeners, he needed to maintain some dignity before the leader of the pride monsters.
Dragon said carelessly, “It isn’t much.”
X didn’t thank him. With a hand in the pocket, he narrowed his eyes, facing forward.
As soon as the three of them landed, White Tiger flew away with the barrier of Absolute Defense—the Talent not only allowed him to block all attacks, but also moved the barrier like an actual airship.
Lilia knew that the three men on the plaza were her true enemies, and that those who had fled were nothing but ants. She slowly descended to the ground.
She still wasn’t in a hurry to make a move, but instead observed the three of them from less than a hundred meters away.
Dragon, Qilin, and X didn’t initiate an attack either, taking the time to observe their enemy.
After about a minute, X was the first to lose his patience. “Hey, are we fighting or not? I’m gonna go to bed otherwise.”
Qilin smiled faintly without a word. It’s about keeping the appearance of having the upperhand, X. Simple as that.
Dragon didn’t really care about appearance. His heterochromic eyes seemed careless; he was either thinking about something, or simply distracted.
Suddenly, X noticed something. “Haha, I didn’t expect you to be this cautious, sending the lackeys to feel us out first.”
Elite monsters appeared around the plaza and on the buildings near the crossroad. They rushed toward the three of them, charging and leaping.
Dragon, Qilin, and X approached Lilia at the same time, walking with deliberate steps like they were going on a stroll at night.
Dozens of slaughterers reached them first, the quickest and most bloodthirsty of the monsters.
When they were ten meters from them, however, they stopped moving, eyes widened like they were seeing something unusual.
They had entered the illusory realm Qilin prepared for them.
Walking forward with his cane, Qilin raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
“Hatred.”
The dozens of slaughterers suddenly went berserk and tore into each other, attacking their fellow monsters with great ferocity and the most venomous of rage.
The three of them continued, walking past the slaughterers tearing each other apart like they were walking past a boisterous ball, and the monsters were dancing.
Dragon and X could’ve moved faster, but they chose to slow down to match Qilin’s pace, who was walking with the help of a cane.
The next wave of monsters swarmed up to them, mostly devourers and overtakers. The devourers’ hands transformed into tentacles, while the overtakers’ morphed into sharp bone stings.
This time, they kept their eyes closed and attacked from a distance, wary of Qilin’s illusion-inducing power.
Countless tentacles and bone stings flew toward them from ten meters away, only to be stopped five meters away like someone had hit the pause button.
Dragon slightly looked up as he walked.
The over hundred tentacles and bone stings pulled back, and many monsters reverted back to their human forms. Two seconds later, their eyes widened, put in a strange possessed state.
Then they dropped to their knees at the same time, bowing to Dragon with their hands on the ground like devout followers.
A few seconds later, the dozens of elite monsters died quietly while maintaining the posture of deference.
There were a good number of freeriders on the buildings in the distance as well. Their chest bulged and their throats shifted before they shot out green deadly rays, aiming at the three men.
A dark wind swept by suddenly.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t wind, but a poisonous current of countless black particles. The moment the particles flew past the freeriders, the deadly ray charging in their mouths went out.
They fell from the buildings and hit the road, holding their necks with both hands and struggling with a pained look on their faces. The first to pop up were the blisters. Then pus leaked out and flesh rotted. In less than half a minute, the monsters seemed like they had died for more than half a month.
Pestilence, serial number 8, the top Poison-type Talent.
One of the Talent’s abilities was to summon a current of poison. Hit for more than two seconds or inhaled for more than half a second, all organisms would die.
In only a short minute, the hundred and some elite monsters were wiped out, while Qilin, Dragon, and X continued to march toward Lilia.
Finally, there was only ten meters between them.
Qilin started a conversation with a surprising opener, “Must we fight?”
“We must.” Lilia nodded, her voice clear and frosty.
“Haven’t we been staying away from each other the past Crimson Tides?” Qilin argued.
“It’s time to turn in the answer sheet,” Lilia said concisely.
“You’re an awakener too,” Dragon said. “Why did you betray humans?”
Lilia paused, seemingly remembering something from a distant past.
Broken out of her thoughts, she smiled with youthful innocence and sorrow. “Because being a human makes one unhappy.”
They were taken aback by the response. Her answer seemed earnest, but absurd in its trivial nature.
“What...are you now?” Qilin frowned slightly.