143: Dogs fighting! The Apocalypse Society is in internal strife, and members are killed on the spot!

"Ugh—"

Lin Yuan retched, "This teleportation experience is too awful. Such a strong smell of internal organs. I'll have to give it a bad review later."

No sooner had he spoken than the spatial rift behind him closed and vanished.

He landed steadily.

The scene before him was now completely different from what he remembered.

This was no longer a maze.

Instead, it was the oral cavity of a creature.

The towering stone walls had transformed into gigantic, grotesque teeth, intertwined and extending upwards.

The entire circular hall's floor was covered in a layer of flesh and fascia.

The previously frenzied bloody tentacles now lay limply on the ground, motionless.

In the center of the hall,

over twenty cocoons of various sizes pulsed with the ground's rhythm, thumping "thump, thump."

Each cocoon encased a survivor.

The Hunter's Guild, Wudang, Lingxiao Sword Sect... and of course, a few unlucky members of the Apocalypse Society.

Lin Yuan scanned the entire scene.

Not far away, a light gate quietly floated in mid-air.

That was the exit.

Lin Yuan's Electromagnetic Induction swept over the cocoons; life signals in several of them were reviving. In a few minutes at most, people would wake up.

There was no time.

He made a decision.

Buzz—

The silver mask covering his face receded beneath his skin.

He transformed back into "A Li," who appeared somewhat simple and naive, looking like a greenhorn.

After doing all this, he still felt it wasn't enough.

He walked over to a tentacle, grabbed a handful of the viscous blood, and smeared it haphazardly on his face and body.

Then, he rolled a few times on the ground, covering himself in dust.

This appearance was tragic enough.

Lin Yuan was very satisfied with his current look.

He limped to the hole where he had been "flung out" earlier, found a comfortable position, and lay down.

He closed his eyes.

He slowed his breathing.

Being an undercover agent requires professionalism... "Cough... cough cough..."

Night Crow opened his eyes and coughed violently.

The wound in his left leg, pierced through, ached with a burning sensation.

He struggled to sit up, looked around, and was completely stunned.

Blood Eye... disappeared?

Those tentacles, they were all dead too?

He looked at the still-pulsing cocoons in the center of the hall, then at the nearby light gate, his mind working.

The core of the altar was destroyed.

Therefore, this Secret Realm space had lost its energy supply and was collapsing on itself.

He had to leave here immediately!

Just as he was about to move,

"Pfft!"

A cocoon not far from him was suddenly torn open from the inside!

Scorpion Sting's gaunt face emerged.

He was covered in slime, looking utterly disheveled, but a fierce rage burned in his eyes!

He immediately spotted Night Crow, who had also just escaped.

"Night Crow!!"

"You bastard!"

Night Crow glanced at him, his voice cold: "It seems you're quite resilient."

"Resilient?" Scorpion Sting gritted his teeth.

"What about the fallen brothers?"

"You abandoned us! You used us as bait!"

"Night Crow! Are you even human, you son of a bitch!"

Facing Scorpion Sting's roar, Night Crow's face remained expressionless.

"Their sacrifice was for the great cause of the Apocalypse Society," he said in a matter-of-fact tone, "It was glorious."

"Glorious? To hell with your glory!"

Scorpion Sting exploded!

"When we return to base, I'm going to report everything that happened here, exactly as it was, to Lord Tianshu!"

"You selfish, treacherous scum who betrayed your comrades!"

"You're finished! Night Crow! I said it!"

He pointed at Night Crow's nose, roaring.

Night Crow listened quietly.

Until Scorpion Sting finished speaking.

He nodded.

"Finished?"

"You..."

Scorpion Sting hadn't reacted yet.

Whoosh—!

A dark shadow appeared behind him.

Night Crow's speed was extreme!

Even with severe injuries, he was still the top assassin who walked in the darkness!

"Pfft!"

A short dagger, condensed from shadow energy, slashed across Scorpion Sting's throat.

Scorpion Sting's eyes widened in disbelief.

He tried to say something.

But from his throat, only a leaky "ho... ho..." sound emerged.

Blood gushed out.

He reached out, trying to grasp something, but in the end, his hand fell limply.

His body crashed heavily into the pool of blood.

Night Crow flicked the blood beads from the dagger, letting the murderous weapon dissipate into the air.

"Dead men tell no tales."

He uttered this sentence in a deep voice, not even sparing a glance at Scorpion Sting's corpse.

Having dealt with this trouble,

Night Crow looked at the still-pulsing cocoons.

Especially those from the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

But very quickly, he abandoned the idea.

There were too many people.

And he was injured; it would be impossible to eliminate everyone before they woke up.

Once a fight broke out, the commotion would be too great, and who knew what unforeseen changes it might attract.

Night Crow frowned.

This mission was a failure.

The core treasure of the Secret Realm was missing, he had lost men and nearly died inside.

The troublesome individuals hadn't been fully dealt with either.

Returning like this, to Lord Tianshu... A chill ran down Night Crow's spine at the thought of Lord Tianshu's methods.

He had to find a way.

A way to atone for his mistakes!

His gaze began to sweep rapidly across the hall.

Suddenly,

His sight fixated on a distant hole.

A person lay there.

Motionless.

Is it A Li?

Night Crow's gaze became complex.

That idiot... actually survived too?

He dragged his injured leg and quickly walked over.

He squatted down and reached out a finger to check Lin Yuan's neck.

Very faint.

But there was indeed a pulse.

Countless thoughts flashed through Night Crow's mind.

This fellow named A Li, didn't die even after all this; his luck was incredibly absurd.

Night Crow recalled Lord Tianshu's admiring gaze when he looked at Lin Yuan outside the "Chamber of Divine Grace."

"Today, we might witness a miracle."

Lord Tianshu valued him greatly!

A thought crossed Night Crow's mind.

Although he had failed this mission,

But!

What if this failure was due to a "problem" within the team?

Night Crow remembered "A Li's" various strange behaviors throughout the journey.

This guy who survived "high-Rank purification," survived being hunted by monsters, and now even survived the collapse of the altar's core... all of this was too coincidental, so coincidental it seemed deliberately arranged!

Take him back and hand him over to Lord Tianshu.

Then the responsibility for the mission's failure could all be pushed onto this "newcomer"!

Given Lord Tianshu's suspicious nature, he would definitely investigate him thoroughly.

By then, everyone's attention would be focused on this "problem child," who would still pursue my mistakes?

Not only would I be blameless, but I would also have made a contribution! I would have exposed a huge hidden danger for the organization!

At this thought, Night Crow's breathing became rapid.

He no longer hesitated.

He hoisted the "unconscious" Lin Yuan onto his shoulder.

He turned and walked towards the light gate.

"A Li, you absolutely must not die."

"Whether I live or die, it all depends on you."