The sound of footsteps came from the open door. Mr. Five raised his hand, and a white wax-like substance fell to the ground. It melted into a liquid and flowed toward Mr. Three. It climbed up his trousers and merged with his pinky finger.
"Where's Miss Valentine?"
"She didn't come. It's just the two of us!" Mr. Five scanned the factory's environment. "Is it enough to clean up this factory?"
"The president's request is to clean up every single part of the operation. Other than this factory, everyone involved in the mining and transportation of the ore must be killed." Mr. Three smiled viciously. "It's too troublesome to screen them one by one. Everyone in the town could be an insider, so killing them all is the safest way."
"No wonder you're ranked higher than me in the society. You're even more ruthless than I am." Mr. Five licked his lips and picked out a booger from his nostrils. He flicked it into the air.
The pungent booger created a smoky smell in the air, and a glaring spark flashed. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over. A wriggling black shadow grabbed the spark and held it tightly.
It sounded like a low-quality firecracker going off. Boom! With a loud sound, the flames were extinguished, leaving only faint white smoke floating in the air.
Mr. Three and Mr. Five's pupils contracted at the same time. They stared at the man who seemed to be shrouded in shadows. He had actually extinguished the explosion with just one hand. The black shadow was like a living creature that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, tearing the smoke around it.
"Who's there?"
The figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared beside Mr. Five in the next moment. He swung his thick arm like a tail whip, squeezing the air. The sudden burst of power made Mr. Five's hair stand on end. His vision blurred, and he was sent flying backward.
"That's what I wanted to ask as well. But before that, we have to change locations. I don't want to destroy my factory." The man, who seemed to be accompanied by a black shadow, stared at Mr. 3 as he walked. He opened his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air. Suddenly, countless black lines shot out and pierced through the air. They were like countless poisonous snakes baring their fangs as they tried to bite Mr. 3's body.
"Candle wall!"
Mr. 3 clasped his hands together, and with his hands as the center, a circle of wax mist immediately condensed into a wall in front of him. He looked at the wall of wax that was as hard as steel, and behind it were dense bulges. Hissing sounds could be heard in his ears.
Mr. 3's expression changed when he heard the terrifying and dull footsteps. Sticky wax began to ooze out of his body, wrapping him up like a ball.
Almost as soon as the ball was wrapped up, an indescribably terrifying force smashed through the wax wall. The violent shadow followed the fist, and the surface of the wax ball caved in and shattered into liquid that splashed in all directions.
The wax balls exploded layer by layer, and Mr. 3's body suddenly softened into a puddle of melted wax. The wax was pierced through, and the wax splashed all over the floor.
The cracked wax liquid quickly condensed on the ground. Then, Mr. 3 jumped up from the ground and waved his hands in front of him. The candles condensed into swords and knives, and he ran out of the factory as if he was slipping on his feet.
Arlen didn't move from his spot. Black strands of silk wrapped around the weapon and flung it away. With a tap of his foot, a dull explosion sounded in the air. He caught up to Mr. 3's back, his five fingers stabbing forward viciously.
"Lower your head!"
Mr. 5 shouted as he got up from a pile of rolling stones.
Mr. 3's scalp went numb, and he quickly shrank his neck and rolled forward. He rolled in a circle on the ground and left a puddle of wax with mottled blood on it.
Whoosh!
A few booger bombs exploded in the air, and the flames ignited the wax on the ground. They quickly ignited the wax and rushed towards Yarlin like gangrene.
Mr. 3's mouth was wide open, and he was panting as he stared at the black shadow in the flames. He was not in a good condition at the moment. A large piece of flesh had been cut off from his back and right shoulder, and the bone was visible. Blood was spurting out from the wound, and the skin around the hideous wound had been corroded into a horrible black color, emitting a foul smell.
A sluggish, weak, and cold feeling began to spread from the wound. Mr. 3 tried to melt the rotten flesh in the wound into wax, but he found that the originally white wax had been dyed with faint black spots, and it gave off an extremely ominous feeling.
Mr. 5 looked at Mr. 3's wound, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. The faint stench could not even be suppressed by the smell of gunpowder on his body.
In just one exchange, he was sent flying. The ribs in his chest hurt as if they had been broken. Mr. 3, on the other hand, was severely injured. He felt a chill in his heart as he stared unblinkingly at the black shadow moving in the fire. He quickly picked his nose and threw it into the fire to add fuel to the fire.
In an instant, the flames lit up with a dazzling red light, and the rolling heatwave blasted a huge pit in the ground. However, the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
He was not the only one. The horror on Mr. 3's face was even more obvious. He could clearly feel that the wax burning in the flames was not boiling hot at all. On the contrary, it was a kind of cold energy that seemed to be the same as his wound that seemed to be isolating the heat of the flames.
There was a strange shadow wreaking havoc in the flames. If they went closer to look, they would see that a dark shadow had been peeled out from the burning sea of flames. The dark shadow that was wriggling around Yarlin's body was extremely insidious, and it had turned the surrounding air into a black fog, domineeringly blocking the air and temperature from getting close to it.
This kind of strong rejection had been shown during the battle with Smoker, but it was not as obvious when he was facing the Nature user's smoke. However, now that he was facing Mr. 5's Booger Bomb and Mr. 3's Wax Burn, it was as if he was completely looking down on his opponents. But now, he was facing Mr. 5's Booger Bomb and Mr. 3's Wax Burn.
The snot was accurately deflected by Hei Si, and the power of the explosion was easily extinguished by Arlen's casual wave of his hand. His 70 points of muscle activity and bone hardness gave him strength that made each of his attacks no less than the power of an explosion.
The sea of flames seemed to have been blown away by the black wind, and Yarlin's body was revealed, unharmed. Blood slowly dripped down from his arm onto the mine floor that had been blown into a mess. The dark red blood dripped onto the ground, and Mr. 3's face became even paler.
The blood belonged to him.
"You think it's not enough for you to kill my people? How dare you come to my territory? Are you prepared to die?" A terrifying and oppressive aura was emitted from Yarlin's body, and the shadows around him were wreaking havoc. He opened his palm, and countless black silk surged out like roaring pythons, covering the entire sky and rolling down on the two men.
Under the rolling of the silk, there was the sound of footsteps gradually approaching. It was like the beating of a drum, and it struck the hearts of the two men.
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