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Chapter 190 - 190 176 Lin An youre playing with my mind (asking for
Chapter 190 - 190 176 Lin An youre playing with my mind (asking for
?Chapter 190: 176 Lin An, you’re playing with my mind! (asking for monthly passes) Chapter 190: 176 Lin An, you’re playing with my mind! (asking for monthly passes) The taxi had just entered the old industrial district and hadn’t gotten close to the slaughterhouse when a flurry of red light suddenly swept over.
Within the Red Light Purgatory World, a voice thundered, roaring—”Which wizard dares to come looking for death? Let your grandpa have a good play with you!”
It was none other than Zhuang, who had returned to the slaughterhouse fuming with rage.
Of course, he was no match for the ‘Ghost Mask’ Witch, let alone entangled with Dark Witch Mr. Liu.
Lin An had already called the young boss earlier to ask, and Zhuang had returned to the slaughterhouse, which is why he had brought the Caidai Witch along.
Otherwise, if Zhuang wasn’t there and the Caidai Witch had been killed by some other Witch Hunter Knight, tsk tsk tsk, that would’ve been truly sinful.
In truth, the best course of action would have been to approach Zhuang together with the Caidai Witch in private and ask for help.
But you know…
It’s always worth a shot, right?
Bringing a wizard openly into the Witch Hunter Knights’ slaughterhouse, not only surviving the encounter but also receiving help and walking out just as boldly…
It could really subtly change some things.
Indeed, the Caidai Witch was the perfect candidate to start this!
Lin An had indeed gained the Antler’s support, but his ambition, craving to expand that support, sought to more actively achieve some things instead of passively waiting for them to be granted.
What a joke.
Lin An was already gambling with his own soul, wagering against the Sorcerer Ghost’s hide filled with obsession, how could he be afraid of a mind game with the Antler Witch Hunter Knights?
Sorcerer Ghosts are emotional monsters, no laughing matter.
The first order of business for the nascent Witch Organization was to turn around and make a move on the Witch Hunter Knights!
Lin An had enough guts for that kind of thing.
All of this was thanks to Lin An’s enhanced spiritual sensitivity which allowed him to peek into some of Zhuang’s secrets.
The Caidai Witch was terrified, his complexion turned extremely pale, and he looked at Lin An with horror, hugging his daughter tightly with both hands.
He feared death; everyone fears death.
But he feared even more that his daughter might die as a result, in which case he would definitely die with his eyes open.
Is this newcomer really reliable or not…
He suddenly began to doubt, as the wizarding world had its fair share of lunatics.
Yet Lin An just laughed heartily, instantly piercing through the Red Light Purgatory World. His figure rose from the back of the ‘lizard’ the taxi had transformed into within Purgatory, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up and declaring loudly, “Lin An, leader of Sorcerer’s Sanctuary, has come to visit!”
Whoosh~
A stalwart figure appeared arcing from the distance, smashing into the ground and creating a deep pit before gently floating onto the back of the fast-moving ‘lizard’ like a falling leaf.
Zhuang snuck a glance at the Caidai Witch and his daughter, then looked at Lin An with a somewhat strange expression, “What the hell do you want?”
His voice was rough and carried an inexplicable air of intimidation.
But Lin An’s perception of emotions and spiritual sensitivity was extremely acute; he clearly felt that Zhuang was a bit panicky and confused at the moment.
That spirituality was howling inside.
—Why did you bring him to the Sorcerer Ghost Sorcerer Slaughterhouse? Are you out of your mind? You… you…
Lin An remained calm, simply saying earnestly, “My friend’s daughter is dying. I’ve brought him here to seek help from the Antler Witch Hunter Knights.”
“What a joke!” Zhuang frowned, “We’re butchers of the slaughterhouse, only skilled in killing and dismembering wizards. You want us to heal a wizard, your brain must be full of holes!”
The taxi driver could not feel the supernatural scene unfolding, and with the old industrial area being quite deserted and the roads wide, he drove faster.
He still had to rush to his next fare, after all.
Lin An did not refute Zhuang’s words, just looking off into the distance at the increasingly nearby slaughterhouse, “So I sought help from Doctor Zhang, maybe he’ll have some ways.”
Zhuang’s eyes bulged, glancing back at the headquarters drawing ever nearer, then at Lin An, his gaze involuntarily shifting toward what might be his own granddaughter.
Shit!
Lin An, I want to kill you!
If my son and granddaughter are killed by someone else, I’ll make you pay!
You… you…
Ah! You’re infuriating!
You seem even more reckless than me most of the time!
Just like this, barging into Antler Headquarters? Do you even realize what ‘Sorcerer Ghost Sorcerer Slaughterhouse’ means?
And why seek out Mr. Zhang? That old timer is best at poisoning and even likes to concoct medicine using Sorcerer Ghost corpses, understand?
You’re like delivering raw materials for medicine to Mr. Zhang!
Look for me, damn it! In your eyes, am I nothing but a brute who only knows how to drink, sleep with women, and fight? Huh?
“You better make that taxi stop!” Zhuang yelled, glaring at Lin An, “I’m in a good mood, I’ll help you this once.”
The Caidai Witch, clutching his daughter tightly, brightened up, only to hear Lin An’s calm and gentle voice, “No trouble, I’ll seek out Doctor Zhang.”
“!!!” Zhuang clenched his fists tightly.
You’re trying to piss me off, aren’t you?
But he didn’t notice that Lin An was stealthily observing his condition. At this moment, Zhuang’s emotions were explosive, quite different from the anger he displayed in the meeting room when the black cat got away.
It’s a difference hard to explain in words.
If one were to describe it with a simple analogy…
It would be—previously the emotions were like a rootless mist swirling within his chest, quickly dissipating. The current emotions were more like a flow of water, bubbling up from the heart.
How can one live without a heart?
Had everyone’s souls truly been completely consumed by the Furnace Core?
No!
That’s not right!