Chapter 1085 - 499: Person in Charge_3
Ji Xiaoge staggered to his feet, enduring the extreme pain and flapping his badly injured wings to fly forward.
"You’re not allowed to bully my friends, you little worm!"
"Go, Anthony, finish him off, crush him!"
Anthony Dabus also clambered up from the ground, howling as he rolled towards Sergei.
Wrath of the Ogres!
Everyone launched their swiftest, strongest attacks, striving to save Ya Ya from Sergei’s grasp.
But...
It was useless!
The next second, whether it was Motan, Jadka, Ji Xiaoge, or Anthony Dabus, they were all grabbed by numerous pitch-black claws from midair and firmly pinned to the ground.
What is this?!
Motan, held fast to the ground, struggled desperately to no avail. He tried to find the source of those black monstrous claws but discovered that the grotesque, shadow-like entities were actually emerging from his own shadow.
This was definitely not a skill a Martial Monk could master!
He strained to lift his head, looking towards Sergei not far away, only to find that the latter, just like himself, was trapped in place by dozens of hands protruding from the shadows, unable to move. As for Ya Ya, previously held in Sergei’s hand, he was imprisoned in midair by spiral shadows, groaning in pain.
A chill breeze swept through. Despite the fiercely hot sun and Anthony’s constant roar echoing over the clearing, everyone simultaneously felt an illusion of bone-chilling silence and death.
It was an oppressive feeling far superior to the likes of Sergei...
"You have disappointed me greatly, Mr. Sergei."
The cold voice sounded right beside them; the next second, a gaunt figure clad in a grey robe slowly rose from Motan’s shadow. He wore a featureless grey mask, holding in his hand a lantern completely coated in black, and slightly shrugged his shoulders towards Sergei: "You’re cowardly, weak, arrogant, self-conceited, naive, vulgar. Aside from the bit of cleverness that killed Iron Bolt, which was barely commendable, you have not made a single correct judgement. You’ve wasted far too much time on your disgusting predilections, failing to follow through with your power when your adversary showed more strength than you estimated. Instead, you chose to prioritize saving your own life when you still had control of the situation, and then... oh my, then you became arrogant once more after regaining your confidence with Ghost Breath, and turned to torment this poor lady."
Sergei, bound by shadow, turned pale, trembling as he said, "Sir... Sclinger sir, please, let me explain, I just..."
"Shut up, maggot."
The masked man known as Sclinger leisurely cut him off, shaking his head: "As you wish, I won’t kill you here, but that’s only because I need a driver and errand boy, not for any other reason, understand, Sergei?"
"Yes... yes..."
"Good. Then please remain silent until I finish taking care of business, or else I might need to snatch an additional teleportation fee from Mr. Rex after I’ve slaughtered you."
Sclinger snickered, then turned to look around at Motan and the others, pressed down on the ground, and gave a slight bow...
"I must apologize to you on behalf of this foolish colleague of mine for the stupidity he has committed..."
"..."
"And as compensation, I, Pierce Sclinger, a prospective first-class member of the Viper Chamber of Commerce and the person in charge of this transaction, will deliver a swift and efficient... painless death to you all."
Chapter 499: The End