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Chapter 104 Large-scale Mysterious Shopping Mall (8)

The air felt heavy and stifling, as if it were being pressed down by something invisible.

As soon as Xin finished speaking, everyone in the safe house instinctively focused their attention on the detector in her hand.

The red warning light flashed rhythmically, like the electrocardiogram of a critically ill patient, striking people's hearts one by one.

“You see,” she tapped the screen lightly, “the magnetic energy is converging here. Once it reaches the critical point, this will no longer be a safe house.”

She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Those sharp eyes scanned them.

Whispers arose from the crowd.

"Is what she said... true?"

"But going out might mean dying..."

"Maybe they just want to kick us out... and then use us as a stepping stone."

A gaunt middle-aged man sat in the corner, hugging his knees, and sneered, "Who knows if you're just tricking us into going out to our deaths?"

Youlong stepped forward, and flames rose from his palm, illuminating the man's face.

It was covered in filth and bloodstains, but in the firelight, it revealed more stubbornness and distrust.

He pointed to the wall not far away: "Look over there."

The crowd looked in the direction he pointed.

The wall, which was originally yellowish, was now covered with fine, dark red lines.

These are not cracks in the paint, but traces of mysterious energy seeping in, like living blood vessels, slowly spreading outwards.

Several women gasped in surprise, and some instinctively retreated deeper into the house.

A new voice rang out again, calm and firm: "If you don't leave now, these patterns will cover the entire wall within hours."

Then the supernatural will be able to easily enter, and this place will transform from a safe house into a prison. You will be trapped inside, and the supernatural will find you one by one, with nowhere to escape.

silence.

Only the sounds of breathing and the occasional swallowing echoed in the air.

An Jing stood beside You Xin, watching the hesitation and fear on the faces of the survivors, silently counting down the time.

If this drags on any longer, things might not turn out well.

"I'm not leaving!" The middle-aged man still clung tightly to his knees. "You're just saying nice things. Going out means certain death."

Xin looked at him, the patience in her eyes slowly receding like the tide, but she still didn't raise her voice. She simply leaned down and placed the detector directly in front of the man: "Look for yourself. The energy fluctuation is now 26. It was 21 when I first came in. It has increased by five units in ten minutes."

The man's breath hitched.

"If you want to be in this space of a dozen square meters, watching this energy envelop you like venom, then I won't stop you."

Xin straightened up, turned to the crowd and said, "Those who are leaving, you can start preparing now. Take the necessary supplies and don't delay."

"I...I'll go." A young woman said in a trembling voice, holding the little girl in her arms, her eyes filled with fear.

Anyway, how much worse can things get?
Once the first one was made, the second and third started to move as well.

But some people still hesitated.

Dongqing stepped forward, counted the people who wanted to leave, and stared at those who didn't want to leave, saying, "You don't have to leave, but don't hold others back."

Once the herd mentality kicks in, even those who are unwilling to leave are afraid of being left behind, so they immediately get up.

An Jing let out a soft sigh in her heart.

After much persuasion, everyone finally agreed to take action.

The team split into two lines, with Xin leading the way, Youlong bringing up the rear, and Dongqing and several other agents protecting the survivors on both sides.

The air in the corridor was heavier than when we arrived; every step felt like stepping on a drumhead, as if it might explode at any moment.

The last person was the boy who had previously held the knife.

His steps were slow, and as he reached the threshold, he glanced back, as if bidding farewell to something unseen. In that instant...

An Jing's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt as if a cold needle had pricked his back.

“Youxin! Holly!” Her voice was sharp and urgent.

The two of them waved almost simultaneously.

"Boom!!" The thick earthen wall suddenly rose from the ground. At the same time, the metal statue was grabbed by an unseen hand and gathered from all sides, forming a second barrier against the earthen wall.

The double barrier closed in a fraction of a second, completely enveloping all the survivors.

Holly had also thoughtfully left a slit.

An Jing suddenly looked up.

At the top of the stairs, a dense mass of figures emerged in the dim light, clearly visible through X-rays.

They stood silently, without making a sound, yet all bowed their heads in unison, gazing down at the building below. Those pairs of dark eyes, like countless ghostly lamps simultaneously lit in the night, trapped them at the center.

[Holy crap!] The system's voice suddenly exploded in my mind, [There are too many of them. You want to fight them head-on? They're at least C-rank, and there's an A-rank leading the charge!]

An Jing's lips twitched: "Thank you, this reminder is really reassuring."

The sudden scream was terrifying.

[But if you kill them all... hehe, that would be so many gacha pulls!]

"You dream even more than I do." An Jing rolled her eyes. "If we killed them all, wouldn't the research department treat me like a god?"

Youlong stood beside her, the firelight flickering in his palm, and asked nervously, "How many mystics did you see?"

An Jing's throat tightened, and she subconsciously swallowed: "I...I can't count them."

Youlong, unusually losing his composure, widened his eyes for a moment: "What do you mean by 'can't count'?!"

She almost blurted out, "I feel like we're finished this time," but was silenced by a new voice.

"Holly, immediately generate at least five hundred longswords."

Holly was stunned: "Five hundred?"

"Do as instructed!" You Xin replied without the slightest hesitation.

The metallic tremor emanated from deep within the floor and walls, like hundreds of tiny snakes awakening simultaneously.

Five hundred longswords materialized in mid-air, their cold light gleaming with a chilling killing intent in the reflection of the flames.

An Jing saw that Dong Qing's forehead was covered in cold sweat, so he quickly stepped forward and supported her shoulder.

A dedicated power bank is now available.

"The rest of you." A new gaze swept across the area. "Agents without special abilities, stay put and keep an eye on the survivors."

Five agents immediately responded and formed an inner defensive perimeter.

"Youlong, flames are attached to Holly's longsword."

Flames ignited along the sword's blade, instantly transforming the sword formation into a blazing forest of flames.

"Gather clouds to disperse airflow and reduce the resistance of the longsword."

The airflow suddenly changed direction, and the heat wave caused the sword's edge to tremble slightly.

Finally, she looked at An Jing and said, "Report your location."

An Jing was startled and immediately understood her intention.

They are currently in the open, yet lurking in the shadows, putting them in a very passive position.

However, we must take the initiative and strike first, lest we find ourselves in a passive position! We must ensure that all lurking prey have nowhere to hide!

She took a deep breath to suppress the tension in her throat: "Based on my reference, there's one escalator on the left side of the second-floor corridor at a 30-degree southeast angle, one at a 40-degree angle on the right corner, one directly opposite the stairwell, and eight more above the ceiling, moving downwards. No, there are just too many."

His new gaze sharpened like a knife: "Youlong, set off fireworks."

(End of this chapter)