Chapter 71: Chapter 71: [Corpse: Armor Battalion]
As soon as the voice fell.
He Manhe disappeared.
This time it was a real physical disappearance.
Even though Fang Qingyu actually had her by the throat, he was only grasping air.
On the other side of the banquet hall.
"Has someone blocked the door from outside?"
"Probably some kidnapping gang targeting someone among us."
"Who’s got a phone signal? We can’t just sit here doing nothing, we need to call for help from outside."
"Does anyone have a flashlight!?"
The scene was chaotic, but aside from the initial confusion, with guidance from others, everyone gradually calmed down, as it was merely a power outage and the door was locked.
Nothing unusual had happened yet.
"Something’s not right..."
The group that was with Qi Hao at the beginning looked grim as they stood by the door.
Ordinary people couldn’t open it, fine.
But with their nearly extraordinary power, they could slowly break through even an iron door.
Yet this door...
It didn’t leave a trace, let alone open.
"Let’s calm everyone down first. If something really happens to the ordinary people here, we won’t escape responsibility later."
A believer suggested.
"Alright, Ma Ge, you take the lead?"
In the darkness, someone took out a lighter and handed it to Ma Zhe beside them.
Ma Zhe was the host of this banquet.
Also a martial arts apprentice who had entered the elite class.
He instinctively took it.
"Uh, okay."
"Snap—"
With a twist of his finger, the lighter was lit.
A source of light emerged in the pitch-black hall.
"Everyone, please gather over here."
Ma Zhe amplified his voice with qi force and spoke loudly.
The crowd on the scene unknowingly breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly plunged into darkness, fear is an instinct for humans, but when someone brings light, it provides much comfort.
"Follow the light, let’s move over here. Don’t worry, we’ve already signaled for help from outside; someone will be here soon."
Ma Zhe guided the group while telling a small lie to avoid causing panic.
Otherwise, if any unexpected incident occurred, he wouldn’t be able to explain it.
The guests present perhaps didn’t know each other, but they certainly knew Ma Zhe.
Thus they obediently gathered closer.
Qi Hao also pulled Lin Wanqing, moving towards the solitary light source on the edge of the crowd.
But before they could reach the broader platform in front.
He suddenly heard a strange rustling sound and immediately turned his head to look, seeming to catch a glimpse of a shadow darting past.
"What is that!"
Qi Hao shouted sharply.
The people were startled by him.
"Haozi, what are you doing!?"
Ma Zhe, walking in the lead, glared back and asked irritably.
Finally getting the crowd to calm down.
Haozi now wanted to stir up trouble again.
But Qi Hao ignored him, just holding onto Lin Wanqing retreating slowly, staring fixedly in one direction.
"There seems to be something in the banquet hall."
Qi Hao wasn’t sure, after all, with just a little firelight, many things were indistinct.
"Don’t talk nonsense, what could there be in the banquet hall, stop messing around!"
Ma Zhe shouted harshly from the front.
Yet as soon as he finished speaking.
A loud, grating chewing sound rang out from the darkness.
It was like someone savored delicious food.
"There really is something, there’s really...!!!"
Someone, not believing Ma Zhe, took two steps forward but immediately let out a terrified scream, rushing back towards the crowd.
But before he could finish speaking.
"Poof—"
The crowd only saw a blur before them.
The running person vanished instantly.
At this, the crowd on the periphery who saw clearly could no longer suppress the commotion, frantically pushing into the people inside.
No one wanted to be the next to disappear.
"Damn..."
As martial arts apprentices or believers, Ma Zhe and those in the front saw it all clearly.
Instinctively cursing.
Someone asked, "What do we do?"
"What else can we do, have you never killed a life ghost or what?"
A believer nearby immediately knocked on someone’s head.
"Come on, leave someone here to calm the crowd, the rest of you come with me."
With that said.
Ma Zhe took a deep breath and again shouted loudly to maintain crowd order.
The others pushed through the crowd, reaching the outer edge.
They gazed in the direction the chewing sound came from.
A creature in armor was crouched over the person who just disappeared, continually tearing at the flesh, smacking its lips constantly.
Noticing the eyes watching from behind.
It suddenly turned its head.
Revealing a partly melted face; the left cheek was tightly adhered to the skull with dried brown skin, while the right was completely consumed by copper armor, metal and bone growing into a grim ghostly visage.
This sight sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
"Unknown life ghost?!"
"Yuan Jie, what do we do?!"
Yuan Jie, who hadn’t spoken a word since returning from Fang Qingyu, became the anchor for everyone now.
After all...
No one here was stronger than him.
At this moment, Yuan Jie put the shadow of Fang Qingyu behind him.
Now it wasn’t about face.
It was about whether he would die.
"Have Ma Zhe call for help as much as possible, I’ll lead the attack, you all assist."
"Remember..."
"If I die, you won’t live either."
Yuan Jie was helpless now; his ability was crystal body transformation, and to hold off this monster, he had to be on the frontline.
"Let’s go."
With a reminder, Yuan Jie’s arms instantly crystallized.
Distinct crystal surfaces reflected diamond-like gleams in the firelight.
As he lunged forward, the floor beneath him crackled like a spiderweb, his crystallized fist whooshing toward Copper Armor’s neck.
However, the creature turned abruptly during its feast.
Its half-melted face suddenly split apart.
Bronze armor wriggled like a living creature, thrusting out three sharp copper spikes from its back.
"Clang—"
The collision between crystal and bronze sounded like a bell toll.
Yuan Jie, body knocked away, traced a path of crystal shards in the air.
Landing again in front of the crowd.
"Damn it... How do we fight this!?"
The few people were stunned, immediately considering retreat.
If even the toughest couldn’t withstand a blow.
Going up would be suicide.
Meanwhile, the crowd fleeing at the rear.
Upon seeing the crystal light glinting on Yuan Jie, froze for a moment, just about to cheer for superpower when Yuan Jie flew back, plunging them back into despair.
"What is this thing, who the hell are you people!!?"
Superpower, unknown creatures, two new phenomena at this moment, gave them no novelty.
Only the threat of death.
The crowd fell into despair, screaming and scattering, all semblance of order vanished.
Some shouted angrily at Yuan Jie and the others.
Some cried for their lives.
Some hid quietly in the corners.
And in the chaos.
Fang Qingyu stood on an unoccupied side, watching the information above that corpse.
[Corpse·Armor Troop]
Though He Manhe hadn’t disclosed much information.
Fang Qingyu still picked out some key phrases.
Human sacrifices, summoning a god.
This corpse was likely the product of He Manhe.
Using this corpse’s slaughter as a sacrifice to summon a god.
Therefore, even if Fang Qingyu could ensure he didn’t die.
He couldn’t assure that if others perished, nothing would mutate.
Now, Fang Qingyu and everyone present.
Were like grasshoppers tied on the same string.