GDK 938: Conspiracy
After the energies of the Five Elite Zombies were removed from the gymnasium, Scarlett, Bollands, Sanguis, and Gilbert could finally sense the presence of all those in it. After the soul-boundary deployed by Han Shuo vanished, the four re-entered the gymnasium together.
Gilbert and the others immediately congratulated Han Hao. Scarlett returned to Han Hao’s side and was no longer worried after seeing that he was very much alive.
Han Shuo felt content and he could not be prouder of Han Hao’s achievement. He believed that with more time, Han Hao could achieve even greater feats.
On the surface of the Pandemonium, Han Shuo’s main body slowly got to his feet. The Cauldron of Myriad Demon which had stabilized every demonic formation in the base returned into Han Shuo’s body.
Han Shuo was about to go back underground and ask Han Hao about his situation in detail. But suddenly, he turned his focus outwards, his senses pierced through the layers of mists shrouding the Pandemonium before he started scanning a mountain range nearby.
Han Shuo sensed a spot in the mountain range where the energy of lightning was much more intense than the surroundings. After withdrawing his consciousness from the gymnasium, Han Shuo immediately sensed the distant and faint anomaly which no ordinary expert could detect.
The Pandemonium was essentially a giant machine that gathers elemental energies from the environment, meaning that the elemental energies around the Pandemonium would always gradually flow towards the valley. But Han Shuo’s consciousness sensed that somewhere deep in the mountain range, there was a spot where the element of lightning was not drawn towards the Pandemonium and somehow, it was more intense than the environment.
With one thought, Han Shuo sent a strand of his consciousness to stealthily fly towards that anomalous region.
Upon arrival, Han Shuo detected that a mighty being was hiding there. The being emanated an aura that Han Shuo was most familiar with – it was none other than Salas!
Han Shuo let out a cold groan. His main body disappeared in a flash, piercing through the layers of mists and boundaries surrounding the Pandemonium without a trace. Han Shuo had memorized the terrains surrounding the Pandemonium down to the position of each rock. He could get anywhere within his territory with complete stealth.
Salas, O, Salas. How foolish of you to return here and try to probe my base! Hehe, I shall fulfill your wish and turn you into Salad! thought Han Shuo with a sneer on his face.
Salas had not only joined the Godhunter Alliance Hegemons in ambushing Han Shuo at the Misty Seas, but he was also working with the Godhunter Alliance in their invasion of the Fringe. If Han Shuo could slaughter Salas before the impending invasion, the Fringedwellers would have a strategic advantage over the invaders.
It was obvious that Salas came to scout the Pandemonium in preparation for the upcoming war. It was only natural that Han Shuo, who had inadvertently found him, would not allow Salas to escape once more.
Salas who had concealed himself in that region carefully probed the situation around the Pandemonium using his divine soul. He understood that the Pandemonium was filled with all kinds of dangers and that Han Shuo should be inside. Therefore, he had been very cautious about it.
His divine soul was wandering and drifting around when suddenly, he felt as though a chilling wind was blowing towards his soul. Salas was jolted as his instincts told him that grave danger was up ahead. He instantly withdrew his divine soul.
A burst of soul-tremoring energy suddenly shot at him. Salas felt as though his divine soul had been stabbed by frigid icicles, threatening to freeze and trap his soul.
Salas’ divine soul was injured in no time. Flustered, he withdrew his divine soul back into his divine body as quickly as possible. In neither loud nor soft voice, he spoke, “Who is it?”
“Hehehe… “a peal of derisive, sinister laughter sounded from the distance and quickly moved closer to Salas. The sound was strangely terrifying.
Salas’ face jolted and in a deep voice, he said, “It’s you, indeed.” For whatever reason, Salas did not immediately try to escape but stood where he was, as though waiting for Han Shuo to appear.
“I did not expect that you still dare to return to my Pandemonium!” said the sneering voice that was moving closer and closer. An eerie breeze blew out of nowhere and Han Shuo’s figure abruptly materialized before Salas. With a mocking smile, he asked, “Salas, do you really think that it was by mere luck that I’ve defeated you here? Simply because you’ve used up some power fighting Ossora before I fought you?”
While mocking Salas, the demon generals emerged from Han Shuo’s body, blocking all possible escape routes of Salas’. Although Han Shuo had no idea why Salas did not immediately escape, he would not simply let go of the opportunity to trap Salas.
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The thousands and thousands of demon generals had filled the space around them as Han Shuo spoke. Individually, none of the demon generals could injure Salas who cultivated the lightning energy, a natural weakness of demon generals.
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