It was fine to be slow.
That was Jag's thought.
The room was brightly lit, and Jag sat cross-legged on the ground.
During the digestion process, even if he closed his orifices tightly, he could not stop the psychic power that continued to overflow.
If possible, Jag did not want to waste any of the [nutrients]. However, his [digestive ability] was limited, so he could only accept the fact that it was wasted.
Jag slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the psychic power that had disappeared from his body.
It was a pity.
"It's about time."
Jag stood up and walked towards the door of the secluded room.
As he walked, the psychic power gradually stabilized, forming a thin film that stuck tightly to his body.
In a corridor in the mansion, Maha lowered his head and paced, as if he was thinking about something.
When he reached the corner, Maha suddenly stopped in his tracks.
It was not that he had figured something out, but that he had sensed something.
"Aura … Who is it?"
Maha suddenly raised his head, and his old face could not help but reveal a look of surprise.
Without any hesitation, he moved a few steps forward and looked at the end of the corridor on the other side of the corner.
That was the direction where the aura came from, and the owner of the aura did not have any intention of hiding it. He just came openly.
At the end of the corridor, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows of the flickering candlelight.
Maha narrowed his eyes, and his originally small eyes turned into a line.
He watched as the figure walked out of the shadows.
When the figure's face appeared, Maha's narrowed eyes suddenly widened to their maximum.
The light footsteps that echoed in the corridor hit Maha's heart like a drum.
"Jag …"
Maha was stunned at first, then pleasantly surprised, and finally puzzled.
In just a second, his expression changed.
He was stunned by Jag's arrival.
He was surprised by Jag waking up.
He was puzzled by Jag's aura.
"Oh, it's Maha."
Jag stopped and looked at Maha coldly.
In terms of seniority, Jag was Maha's son.
However, Jag called Maha by his name, and there was no respect in his tone.
The obvious incongruity made Maha even more puzzled. And this unfamiliar aura …
"You are … Jag?"
"Of course."
His question was answered, but Maha had a bad premonition.
It was too unfamiliar.
This was the most intuitive feeling Jag gave Maha.
Involuntarily, Maha's [Coil] instantly switched to [Sturdy].
"What are you doing? Welcome? "
Jag looked at the psychic power on Maha's body with disdain in his eyes.
This level of willpower was no different from a child in front of him.
"Who are you?!"
Maha frowned and retreated.
He sensed danger from Jag's aura.
For a moment, he felt as if he had become the prey …
"Who am I?" Jag suddenly burst into laughter. "What an interesting question. Forget it, let's stop reminiscing. Are Nitro and Lin Nie still alive?"
"…"
Maha was silent for a few moments before nodding.
"Very good."
Hearing that Nitro and Lin Nie were still alive, Jag's eyes sparkled.
This was the first good news he had heard after waking up.
"There's another question. Has the thing that followed me back from the Darkness Continent been dealt with? I can't feel his or her presence, but there are a lot of nutrients coming from the bottom of the mountain. "
"Thing?"
Maha narrowed his eyes and quickly understood that the thing Jag was talking about was Nazca …
However, it was also from this sentence that he fell into an indescribable contradiction.
He realized that the Jag in front of him was not an imposter, but during this long sleep, Jag had undergone an incomprehensible change. He had become colder and stranger.
Seeing that Maha did not reply for a long time, Jag could not be bothered to pursue the matter and walked forward.
Seeing Jag walk over, Maha raised his hands reflexively and assumed an attacking posture. At the same time, the psychic power on his body entered a state of eruption.
"You're still the same. As long as you encounter someone or something you don't understand, your first reaction is to attack head-on."
Jag looked at Maha, who was in an attacking posture, indifferently. His gaze was like looking at a rock blocking his way.
"You really aren't Jag."
Maha released an aura that did not match his old body, and it kept rising along with the surging aura.
His intention to attack was obvious, but there was no murderous intent mixed in.
That was because he wanted to capture Jag alive first and figure out what happened to him.
"Don't get in the way."
Jag's eyes turned cold, and his body instantly turned into a pile of black mud and merged with the ground.
Maha was unmoved by such a strange scene. All the muscles in his body were ready to attack, and his five senses were raised to the extreme.
As long as Jag showed his head, he would strike like a thunderbolt.
The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became exceptionally solemn. Every inch of shadow cast by the candlelight seemed to be brewing killing intent.
"Behind you!"
Suddenly, Maha sensed something. It was as if he had eyes at the back of his head. He used his superb [Flow] to mobilize his psychic power. The moment he turned around, he sent an attack to Jag, who had appeared behind him.
Boom!
The attack landed on Jag's body, but it turned into black mist.
"Impossible …!"
Maha was shocked.
The eyes could be wrong, but the aura could not lie.
At that moment, he had indeed sensed Jag's aura.
"The current you can't even touch the corner of my shirt."
Jag's cold voice rang in Maha's ears. Then, a powerful impact came from his right shoulder.
Bang!
Maha's body flew out, creating a huge hole in the wall of the tunnel.
The sound spread into the distance. Amidst the smoke and dust, Maha was seriously injured and lost consciousness.
Jag looked at the unconscious Maha from the corner of his eyes. He paused for a moment, looked away expressionlessly, and continued walking forward.
Behind him, there was a black shadow that looked very similar to the manifestation of desire. It was an illusory shadow that was surging.
.....
"What's that sound?!"
At the edge of the cliff, Mi Ji suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the mansion.
Due to the manifestation of desire that had gathered at the foot of the mountain, both the family members and the butler were scattered at the edge of the mountain, monitoring the movements of the manifestation of desire below at all times.
Mi Ji was assigned to a position far from the mansion. Even so, he still heard the sound of something crashing.
At the same time, the other family members and butlers in the various departments also heard the sound coming from the mansion.
In just a moment, Siba's order came from the earpiece.
"Ilmi and Chino, come back with me to check the situation. The rest of you are not allowed to leave your posts."
.....
An empty space was cleared at the bottom of Withered Mountain. There were only a few scattered trees.
A small housing area was built on the empty space. It was the training and living area for the butlers. It was also the last line of defense at the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, the housing area was filled with all kinds of strange manifestations of desire.
They were like a pool of mud, blending together but also separating from each other.
Not far from the housing area was the foot of Withered Mountain. It was also the place where the manifestation of desire was the densest.
There were no less than ten little black people hidden in this group of restless manifestations of desire.
They were scattered all over the place and stood motionless like statues, allowing the low-level manifestation of desire to pass by them.
Under such circumstances, even if one observed carefully, it was difficult to see the full appearance of the little black people.
The dozen or so little black people did not seem to communicate or communicate with each other. They seemed to be waiting for something to come and were very patient.
In comparison, the other manifestations of desire in the surroundings appeared to be more lively. A small number of manifestations of desire began to climb up the mountain walls.
Whoosh —
The wind suddenly grew stronger, blowing a bunch of leaves toward the housing area.
Black clouds appeared in the distant sky. They were moving toward Withered Mountain at a seemingly slow but actually very fast speed.
A storm was brewing, but at this moment, there was an undercurrent in the mansion where the enemy was beaten up.
Siba led Ilmi and Qi Yan to push open the door of the mansion and quickly walked into the hall. Then, they went to the room where Aluja was resting.
Qi Yan followed closely behind Siba, his face full of anxiety.
Ever since a large number of manifestation of desire had gathered at the foot of the mountain, the entire family had been mobilized.
Other than Maha, who was staying in the house, and Aluja, who was sleeping, the other core members of the family were assigned to guard duty.
As a result, other than Maha and Aluja, only the three butlers, Xiao Jie, and the others remained in the house.
Originally, the entire family had mobilized to set up a tight security perimeter around the house. It could be said that even a small bird could not fly in.
Under this arrangement, the house was an absolutely safe area.
Therefore, no one expected that the first place to have an accident would be the house.
"There's Zi Po Nian among the butlers who stayed behind. It should be fine …"
Qi Yan's mind was in a mess, and when he thought of Zi Po Nian in the house, he felt a little relieved.
However, he did not notice the seriousness on Siba's face.
Zi Po Nian was Siba's direct butler. Before entering the house, Siba had immediately contacted Zi Po Nian, who was stationed in the house. However, two minutes had passed, and there was no response from Zi Po Nian.
If something happened in the house, then Zi Po Nian was most likely doomed …
Siba's eyes were cold.
As he walked quickly, Ilmi's nose twitched slightly, and he suddenly reminded, "There's the smell of blood."
Siba nodded and looked in the direction of the smell of blood.
Before Ilmi's reminder, Siba had already smelled the smell of blood. However, Qi Yan was not as sharp as Ilmi and Siba. After hearing Ilmi's reminder, he immediately frowned.
He knew very well what the smell of blood meant.
"Follow me."
Siba's expression was cold. He changed his path at the last minute and headed in the direction of the smell of blood.
That direction was the opposite of Aluja's room. Qi Yan gritted his teeth and suddenly stopped.
Noticing that Qi Yan had stopped, Siba could not help but look at Qi Yan.
Facing Siba's calm and oppressive gaze, Kikun mustered his courage and said, "I want to confirm the current situation of Aluja."
"It's best not to split up now," Ilmi said seriously.
Siba glanced at Ilmi, thought for a moment, and agreed to Qi Yan's request.
"Go, take them outside."
The 'them' in his words was not only Aluja, but also Jie and the others.
"Okay!"
Qi Yan nodded and immediately released his telekinesis, turning it into electricity that wrapped around his body.
[Godspeed]
Qi Yan's body turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared from Siba and Ilmi's sight in the blink of an eye.
After watching Qi Yan leave, Siba and Ilmi also moved and headed in the direction of the smell of blood.
A few minutes later, Siba and Ilmi arrived at the corridor on the third floor. What they saw was two corpses lying in a pool of blood.
One of the corpses was Zi Po Nian …
Compared to the other butler's corpse, Zi Po Nian's death was extremely miserable.
Her arms were irregular, and there was a bloody hole in her abdomen. The edges were covered with strange spiderweb-like blood lines, like a cracked tile.
After seeing Zi Po Nian's corpse, Siba's expression turned cold. He quickly looked around and saw no obvious signs of battle.
Ilmi walked to the corpse and carefully observed it.
"There are no signs of resistance. This is a one-sided slaughter."
After saying this, Ilmi could not hide the shock on his face.
Siba nodded and agreed with Ilmi's judgment.
Ilmi said, "With Zi Po Nian's strength, she didn't even have a chance to fight back."
"The enemy is very strong." Siba squatted down and closed Zi Po Nian's eyes. "And the source of the sound is not here."
"Could it be that Great Grandfather came into contact with the enemy?" Ilmi guessed.
"Very likely."
Siba got up and ran in the direction of Maha's room.
Ilmi followed closely behind.
A few minutes later, Siba and Ilmi saw an unbelievable scene.
The corridor was full of gravel and dust, and there was a big hole in the thick wall. Maha leaned against the big hole, and there was no psychic power on her body.
The source of the sound came from here …
.....
A bolt of lightning flashed through the corridor and finally stopped outside a room.
The lightning dissipated, revealing a strange figure.
Turning off the [Speed] state, Qi Yan hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.
As soon as he stepped into the room, his back foot froze outside the door.
In the room, other than Yaluja, who was sleeping on the bed, there was an outsider standing by the bed.
"Who is it?"
The lightning that Qi Yan had just removed returned to his body. As the lightning flashed, a cold killing intent shot out.
As soon as that person made a move, he would take that person's head without hesitation.
Feeling Qi Yan's undisguised killing intent, the person standing by the bed slowly turned around. It was Jag.
He looked at the lightning arcs surging on Qi Yan's body and could not help but praise, "Pretty good psychic power. It's very rare and very practical."
"You are …!"
Qi Yan looked at Jag's face, which was similar to Jie Nuo's, and quickly recognized Jag's identity. He was immediately shocked.
In his mind, Jag was already dead …
"Looking at your reaction, I can probably guess what's going on."
Jag suddenly sat on the bed.
Even though he was shocked by the fact that Jag was still alive, after seeing Jag's sudden action, Qi Yan attacked Jag reflexively.
Perhaps it was because he was too concerned, or perhaps some phenomenon had touched Qi Yan's nerves, causing his body to move faster than his mind.
Jag smiled.
Then, Qi Yan, who was charging over with lightning arcs, suddenly froze on the spot, unable to move.
"When did this happen?"
After coming back to his senses, Qi Yan looked down at the swamp-like black sludge under his feet.
It was this thing that had forced him to stop, and he did not know what method it used, but even the force of the impact was reduced.
"Your talent is as good as your psychic power. You're just a little impatient."
Jag looked at Qi Yan with interest, and then raised a finger to point at the sleeping Yaluja.
"I can feel that 'Ai' is in his body. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that 'Ai' can coexist with humans."
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