I have a Tantric panel

"Ronan, are you there?"

In the restroom at the end of the corridor, Shane raised her voice slightly.

"Who! Who's outside?"

A trembling male voice rang out.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so chaotic?"

The voice was unfamiliar; it wasn't Ronan.

Clearly, this person hid in the toilet after the incident and was too afraid to come out for a while.

Having not heard Ronan's reply, Shane simply offered a reminder.

"Miss Freya has been assassinated. The theater may catch fire. Please be careful."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Stepping out of the restroom, the lights in the hallway were completely off.

Shane guessed that it was probably someone from the theater who shut off the gas pipeline valve to prevent a fire.

But for those still inside the theater, such darkness would undoubtedly increase their level of danger many times over.

Fortunately, the effect of [Perception (1)] allows Shane to see in the dark, so he doesn't end up seeing nothing at all.

He quickly made a judgment:

Under the current circumstances, finding Ronan is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Ensuring personal safety became the top priority.

go!

Xia En quickly walked toward the nearest emergency exit.

But as he walked down the stairs, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

It was as if we were passing through an invisible veil.

The chaotic noise subsided rapidly, as if a pause had been pressed, and then vanished.

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Xia En frowned.

Sometime later, the other spectators who had escaped on the stairs disappeared.

Like a drop of water merging into a lake, or like a wisp of fog suddenly dissipating.

This defies common sense.

Even if the audience leaves quickly, there will definitely be a lot of people left in the theater.

What's more, before going down the stairs, Xia En saw several figures.

A guess popped into my head.

perhaps……

It wasn't the audience who disappeared, but him?

Xia En's gaze swept across the area, and he quickly detected wisps of dark gray aura in the air.

—That is some kind of ether.

In other words.

Without realizing it, he stepped into an etheric field.

This space is isolated from reality, situated in the gap between reality and the veil.

If Shane is not mistaken.

The standard for selecting targets in this etheric field is... whether they have crossed that line and become true superhumans.

However, it is still uncertain whether this domain was set up by the assassins or by Freya.

In either case, his situation had become extremely dangerous.

Imagine if the assassins suddenly discovered a strange superhuman in the field, would they act as if nothing had happened?

We need weapons.

Xia En thought to himself.

He silently retreated back up the stairs.

When he passed by earlier, he saw a crowbar by the window in the corridor.

It was probably left here after something was pried open.

After searching for a while, sure enough, the crowbar was still there.

Holding the solid metal in my hand instantly gave me a sense of security.

Armed and unarmed are separated by a high wall.

Currently, Shane's fighting ability is (0), but his [Constitution] has increased to (1) in the past two weeks.

If you put all your strength into smashing it on someone's head, a crowbar can kill them.

Suddenly at this moment.

A series of footsteps and shouts followed.

"She was shot; she can't have gone far!"

"Search it for me!"

The sound quickly faded into the distance.

But these words themselves indicate that the area is no longer safe.

We must get moving.

Holding his breath and keeping a low profile, Xia En moved slowly along the wall.

I did encounter one or two dangerous situations on the way.

A black-robed man wearing a mask passed by him not far away.

Fortunately, the pocket watch given to him by Hughes concealed his spirituality, thus preventing it from being discovered.

Until the corridor on the first floor—

"what?"

A soft exclamation suddenly came from around the corner ahead.

In the dim light, a figure gradually walked towards Xia En.

Xia En's heart raced.

The concealment effect of a brass pocket watch is limited.

This was something that Hughes had already mentioned when he gave it to him.

For extraordinary individuals who are behind the scenes and have more acute senses, this disguise is very likely to be seen through at a glance.

Shane silently gripped the crowbar with his left hand.

But suddenly, the panel moved.

[You have come into contact with a transcendent being of the "Winter" principle (for the first time)!]

[Soul Point +1!]

[Winter] - silence, end, memory, cold, death.

Everything eventually fell silent.

Winter is not simply death, but "remembering," preserving the remnants in the end.

Its quietest principle is also its cruelest.

By this point, Shane had encountered all the extraordinary individuals corresponding to the nine principles.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to be happy.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shane invested the points he had just earned into [Fighting].

At times like these, even a slight increase in the odds of winning is beneficial.

[Fighting] This includes not only unarmed combat, but also combat with weapons.

It only lasted a moment.

A flood of information rushed into my mind.

Combat stance, how to observe the enemy's center of gravity shift, and how to make the most appropriate response...

Xia En felt as if he had personally experienced hundreds of battles.

He saw himself being knocked down time and time again, only to get back up again and again.

In the process, the instinct to fight was etched into his muscles.

This attribute, which he had always overlooked, showed a surprisingly significant change after being upgraded.

When Xia En looked at the figure not far away again, his mindset was completely different.

But he remained patient.

Waiting...we still have to wait.

Like a wolf, wait for your prey to make a mistake.

The opponent is very likely armed; we must wait until we get close enough to take them down in one shot.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...

Xia En silently estimated the distance based on the sound of footsteps.

However, when the countdown reached the fifth step, a chant suddenly sounded from behind the person.

"I wield my blade against the enemy with the force of a swift wind."

His tone was clear and his voice was rich and resonant, just like the lines spoken on stage.

Is it Freya?

Xia En recognized the owner of the voice at the same time.

The ether in the air, stirred by that line, coalesced into a wind blade that suddenly shot towards the man's back.

"I've found you."

Instead of being surprised, the man was delighted. He turned around abruptly, dodging the wind blade while raising the pistol in his hand.

opportunity!

Shane immediately realized that this was a golden opportunity.

He stopped waiting, suddenly arched his body, and the ether within him naturally gathered in his legs, pushing off the ground forcefully.

Like a cheetah suddenly pounced, it was extremely ferocious.

"Who is it?"

The other side clearly hadn't expected there to be an enemy hiding in the corner.

He turned to the side, his eyes wide.

Then a dazzling light appeared.

[The Flame of Truth!]

Platinum flames suddenly burst forth.

In dim environments, a sudden light source can temporarily impair a person's vision.

The black-robed man's vision went completely white; he couldn't see anything and felt a burning pain from the flames.

But Xia En was different.

Because the flame was originally hidden in his eyes.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

The crowbar was swung in a wide arc and struck the man in the black robe on the back of the head.

Just as Xia En was about to deliver the finishing blow, another wind blade struck.

This time, the wind blade struck the man's throat directly, rupturing his artery and causing blood to gush out.

Not far away, Freya cast a surprised glance at her.

"...It's you?"

"it's me."

"cooperate?"

"it is good."