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Chapter 514 A More Fierce Comes Later (Da Zhang asks for a monthly pass)

Oh~
A hoarse moan echoed in He Ao's ear.

Immediately afterwards, the pure white sword light flashed past, spreading in the shadows with light green brilliance.

An indescribable mass of flesh and blood fell to a place out of sight.

Immediately afterwards, another low groan sounded.

He Ao raised his hand and struck the sword again.

The shadows are getting deeper and deeper, and the surrounding temperature is getting lower, like the coldest night.

Only the building in front still faintly reveals its outline.

The monsters that merged with the shadows walked by He Ao's side one after another. They made hoarse voices, like undead wandering in the dark.

Their figures were hidden in the shadows, almost invisible to the naked eye, and He Ao could only rely on the sounds they made to determine their positions.

As sword lights flashed one after another, twisted monsters fell back into the shadows one after another.

I don't know if it's the gift of the mysterious shadow. These monsters in the shadows already have E-level strength, but they seem to only be able to move in this thick shadow.

From the porch to the small building, the distance was only a dozen meters, but He Ao walked for nearly 9 minutes.

The blood that exudes light green brilliance paved a stream under his feet, and the indescribable flesh and blood filled the concrete ground behind him, forming a strange 'long carpet' in the shadows.

Blood flowed down the pure white blade of the bone sword and onto the concrete steps.

Tick-tick-tick-

He Ao stepped forward and stepped on the last step in front of the small building.

Finally, Howard arrived in front of this 'tall' building.

He Ao raised his head and looked at the five-story building in front of him.

The surrounding shadows were so deep that they seemed to condense into liquid droplets, which almost obscured everything in sight. He Ao could still see the general picture of the building in the corridor, but when he got to the door, he could only see to the lower half of the building looming in shadow.

The upper floors are completely shrouded in shadow.

Looking up from the bottom, it's like facing a strange towering 'giant tower'.

He Ao lowered his head and looked in front of him.

The old double-leaf iron doors opened a gap for only one person to pass through. Behind the gap was endless darkness, as if a devouring demon had opened its fangs.

Howo walked in sideways.

When he passed through the door, the heavy shadow seemed to lighten a little.

Behind the iron gate is a short and wide vertical corridor, which is connected with a long and narrow horizontal corridor in the shape of a 'T'. A faint green light sprinkles from the top of the head, dimly illuminating the outline of the floor tiles in the dark shadows.

Howard looked up at the top of his head.

There are rows of downlights in the corridor, and through the dark shadows, you can see the faint appearance of whitish lights.

The white light goes through this shadow and it becomes this dull green.

He Ao held the sword and walked forward step by step.

The signboard at the T-junction is lit with a faint green light, pointing to the left and right.

The pattern on the right seems to be a bathroom, the light has been damaged and flickers constantly, while the pattern on the left is a staircase, still emitting a faint light.

In Jordan, this kind of old-fashioned five-storey building has no elevator, and you can only go up by stairs.

He Ao crossed the intersection and walked to the left.

The entire corridor was unusually quiet, without any slight sound, and there were open offices on the left and right sides.

He Ao glanced over, and at this moment the tables, chairs and equipment in the office have been removed, leaving a large space in the middle.

A faint green light flickered intermittently in the room.

It looked like some sort of unfinished ritual circle.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.

The entire corridor was surprisingly quiet, not even a twisted monster like that in the yard appeared.

Soon, He Ao saw the outline of the stairs ahead, and the stairs were shrouded in complete darkness, like an invisible wall, not allowing anyone to enter.

He Ao mobilized his spiritual consciousness to glance at the stairs, one after another energy flowed in the shadow of the stairs, forming some kind of strange closed structure.

If you force your way, you may pay a certain price.

tick-

Just when He Ao was thinking, a crisp voice sounded from behind He Ao.

He stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked behind him, drops of liquid with green brilliance were continuously dripping on the clean floor.

He raised his head.

In the dark shadow of the ceiling, a twisted head slowly hangs down.

The head had no eyes, his eyes were empty.

When He Ao raised his head, he was already so close to He Ao, so close that with only one fist, his cheek could touch the top of He Ao's head.

He looked at Ho Ao, parted his chapped lips, and gave a horrible smile.

Under the light of this green light, it looked terrifying.

With just this smile, he seems to be able to scare some weak people into fainting.

Facing such a terrifying smile, He Ao just parted a corner of his mouth, and responded by smiling at the head hanging from the ceiling.

At this moment, a feeling of fear spread in the heart of the monster on the ceiling, as if the guy in front of him in human form was a monster crazier and more terrifying than him.

But fate did not give him time to fear.

The white bone sword had already touched his twisted body hidden in the shadows, and then pulled it violently, and he lost his consciousness amidst the severe pain.

Howo took two steps back, staring at the body falling from the ceiling.

These bodies have long lost their human shapes, their arms are twisted like thick bushes, and they hold flesh and blood with pale green blood in their palms.

That seems to be its brush.

And those unfinished ritual circles in the open office are its 'masterpieces'.

It appears that this is a 'painter'.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and walked up to the stairs.

With the death of the monster, the shadows hanging over the stairs gradually dissipated, revealing green lights and steps.

As He Ao guessed, this monster is some kind of special power node, if this power node is destroyed, the power covering the stairs will be weakened.

He stepped up the stairs that went up.

The surrounding shadows became restless, frantically gathering in front of him.

These shadows attached to his body, trying to erode his flesh, He Ao mobilized the energy of the body, drove these shadows out of the body, and continued to move forward.

It seems that this primitive church does not have much power from the gods, so it can only be placed in some key positions, and certain 'believers' are used as power nodes to maintain the overall structure of the power of the gods.

He Ao quickly reached the second floor.

In front of the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, there is still a strong shadow, and it is more stable and dense than that on the first floor.

multi-core...

He Ao entered the corridor on the second floor.

The decoration on the second floor is different from that on the first floor. The first floor is a large office with not many rooms, and each office is crowded with many small desks.

On the second floor are more small offices, with densely packed doors lining the corridor.

It seems that the Jordan branch of World Tree may have other disguised identities. Such a dense staffing is still too bloated for a professional intelligence agency that needs to hide itself.

Maybe there was a certain signboard in the yard just now, but the shadow was too heavy, swallowing up everything else in the yard.

He Ao continued to move forward, looking at the door plate of the office, which clearly said, 'Office of R&D Director' and 'Office of Deputy Director', it seemed that it was disguised as a certain company.

bang bang bang-

"Ah! Help! Help!"

There were bursts of punching sounds and violent screams coming from the front.

He Ao looked forward and saw a half-collapsed wall. Behind the wall was a tall and strong man with his upper body naked.

His muscles bulged, and he was tirelessly hitting a pitch-black sandbag.

The sandbag exudes a dark leathery luster, and every time a punch hits it, it will cry out in pain and weakness.

And as He Ao approached, the sandbag seemed to feel the hope of calling for help, it made a sharp sound and roared loudly, "Help me! Help me!"

And as it raised its pitch, the man who hit the sandbag also turned around, his face was left with only a normal face, while the other half turned into trembling muscles, which looked horrific.

He Ao recognized this person, this is the second of the four suspected World Tree core members that Li Le gave him, Andrew.

At this moment, the former World Tree intelligence officer's body swelled up, and his muscles bulged like balloons. Under the dim green light, his whole body looked like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He Ao mobilized his spiritual consciousness to glance at his body, and found that he was still D-level in essence, but his body was forcibly raised to C-level by some force.

Just like the black shadow He Ao met before.

An incomplete promotion that relies on external forces.

After seeing He Ao, a terrifying smile appeared on the corner of Andrew's mouth. Without making any sound, he broke a thick steel bar from the wall next to him, and rushed towards He Ao in a flash.

That huge body almost occupied the corridor, blocking He Ao's way.

And behind him, the pitch-black sandbag was still screaming in pain and begging, "Help me! Save me!"

He Ao glanced at Andrew's huge figure, which suddenly disappeared.

In the next second, he appeared behind Andrew.

Andrew, who rushed forward, continued to take a few steps forward, a blood line across his entire waist was revealed, and then he leaned forward, his whole body split in two, and fell down on the corridor.

The green blood reflected a faint fluorescence under the green light.

He Ao walked up to the talking sandbag, looked at the shiny black skin of the sandbag, and asked softly, "You've been here all this time?"

"Yes! Yes!" The sandbag shook violently, "Hero, save me! Save me!"

"Who is the person on the third floor?"

Howard asked.

"It's a woman, a very good-looking woman."

The sandbag said immediately, it shook even more violently, "Hero, save me quickly, I have been cursed, untie the rope that is tied to my body, and I can return to my original shape."

He Ao looked up at the top of the sandbag. The sandbag was tied to the ceiling of the roof by a thick rope and was shaking non-stop.

To untie this rope, one has to get close to the sandbag, and He Ao is standing in the corridor, far away from the sandbag.

"What is the ability of the woman on the third floor?"

He Ao withdrew his gaze and continued to ask.

"I don't know, she's beautiful and sexy, like a goat," the beanbag began to shake back and forth, trying to get closer to He Ao, "hero, save me."

"What about the fourth floor, what is the fourth floor?"

Howard continued to ask.

"There is nothing on the fourth floor," Sandbag quickly replied, "There were a few people on the fourth floor before, but they all went out and never came back."

The fourth floor is the second top floor, and it should be someone with a relatively important status. The dancing girl Rose I met in the club before seemed to meet this requirement.

Judging from the records left by Gade, the dancing woman seems to be the deputy head of the Jordan branch.

"The fourth floor is the deputy minister?"

How asked.

"Deputy minister?" Sandbag's tone froze for a moment, "I don't know what a deputy minister is, hero, please save me quickly, I feel like I'm going to die."

His voice had become hoarse and weak, as if he was really about to die.

"What about the fifth floor?"

Ho asked next.

"I don't know about the fifth floor, I don't know anything," the sandbag's voice became weaker and weaker, "Hero, please save me."

"Okay, just read a word to me, and I will save you."

He Ao said calmly.

"I read, I read, hero, tell me quickly."

Sandbag instantly became excited.

It kept swinging, and it was already very close to He Ao.

He Ao looked at him with a calm expression, "Read to me: Mysterious Shadow is a big fool."

The moment he finished speaking, the entire corridor fell silent in an instant, the light green light became even colder, and the thick shadows also shrank into a pitch-black color.

The sandbag shaking in the air also fell into silence, its originally cheerful voice turned into a suffocating silence.

"I ate you."

The sandbag swayed violently, throwing itself in front of He Ao.

There was a huge vertical opening in the dark and shiny skin, revealing sharp fangs and a huge bright red mouth.

Everything it did just now was just to attract He Ao to approach, and to buy time for itself to get close to He Ao.

He's going to chew the blasphemous bastard to pieces.

Then it saw the oncoming white sword light.

The sharp blade cut its oily skin, blood spattered out, and its body was split in two.

boom--

That was the sound of half a sandbag falling.

He Ao put away the bone sword, walked over the half-flesh sandbag that fell on the ground, and walked towards the stairs.

And behind him, only half of the sandbag tied to the rope was still shaking silently.

The rusty iron bolts that fastened the ropes to the ceiling creaked.

The green lights in the corridor flickered, seemed to whine, and seemed to tremble.

He Ao walked up to the stairs step by step with the sword in hand.

Green shadows were reflected on his calm and cold face.

At this time, a thin man with a scar on his face stumbled and rolled down from the third floor, "The shadow disappeared!?"

There was a sort of astonished surprise on his face.

Then he saw He Ao stepping up the steps step by step with a sword in hand.

"Fuck!!!"

Then he crawled back to the third floor.

He Ao glanced at him suspiciously, and quickly walked up the stairs.

As soon as he reached the stairs on the third floor, he felt a strange warm atmosphere.

At the same time, he saw the skinny man who just ran up.

Another haggard, short-haired, skinny man supported him, and asked with some doubts, "Has the shadow disappeared yet?"

"No," the skinny man with the scarred face gasped, trembling with fear and tiredness, "there is a more fierce one coming from behind."

"What's more violent?"

The thin, short-haired man raised his head suspiciously, just in time to see He Ao walking out of the stairs.

A dim green light sprinkled on Heo's blood-spattered skirt and cheeks.

He Ao looked at him, thought for a while, and smiled as kindly as possible.

"Fuck."

The thin, short-haired man threw away his companion in his arms, turned around and started running.

"uh-huh?"

Just then, a soft voice came from the end of the corridor.

(End of this chapter)