Chapter 253: Panic

When the main motor room was destroyed, more than half of the long-tube fluorescent lights in the vast space at the deepest part of the underground base went out instantly, causing everyone present to show expressions of shock and panic.

At this moment, most people here could guess that the situation above was very bad. Because the strength of the base's magical defense array had clearly dropped by a level.

Even Creasey Jax frowned and glanced upward.

'Group Four, switch to backup power! Group One, load backup magic stones. Hey, what are you looking at? Can you focus?'

Professor Kevin Nair shouted, and at the same time, a long whip slid out from his sleeve, lashing fiercely at the black-robed men around him.

—These were the Dragon Witch Cult followers gathered around the edge of the pentagram array, about four hundred in number. They had been kneeling on the ground, silently chanting incantations, but the变故 from above made them distracted.

'Be at ease!'

Creasey also withdrew his gaze, a smile spreading across his face: 'Our seven Calamity Flame Apostles have all awakened. Though it's a bit late, they are our strongest barrier. I guarantee that no one can enter here before they are defeated. Everyone, do you think that's possible? Those are seven nearly immortal beings.'

This remark visibly calmed the emotions of several dragon-masked figures. After exchanging glances, they finally remained silent and continued to wait and observe from the side.

Creasey strode to the front of the pentagram array, his eyes dark as he carefully looked at Hazel on the platform, and whispered in a voice only Kevin Nair could hear: 'Kevin, what's going on?'

Although those masked figures were celebrities from all walks of life in Atlanta, powerful figures of high status, their magical energy cultivation was basically below the Extra-Legal level.

But Creasey Jax was different. He himself was a fifteenth-level magical energy mage, so he could perceive the slight disharmony occurring in Hazel at this moment.

For instance, the trembling black spikes, and the red mark emerging on Hazel's brow—these were changes that should not occur in the resurrection ritual.

'I told you, her current state is unsuitable. She is resisting His Highness's will—'

Kevin Nair's face showed an incredulous expression: 'I guess she is now perceiving the outside situation through some method. It's hard to believe; our illusionists have clearly sealed all her senses!'

'So what?'

'I don't know.' Kevin Nair's voice was somewhat strained: 'But if Her Highness Adrianna cannot break her will, then the Resurrection Egg may not fully hatch. Even if it does, this body will be unqualified as Her Highness's vessel. Such a situation benefits no one.'

'Look at what you've done. You're a piece of shit, Kevin!'

Creasey Jax flashed onto the platform and pinched Hazel's chin: 'You can hear me, can't you, little girl? Look, the knight you've been waiting for has finally arrived. An unrealistic fantasy has come true—your cousin actually sent someone to rescue you. So you're still waiting, aren't you? You think you can resist our Highness and escape from here alive? But listen to me, you bitch's son, no one can save you today! Even if the God of Light descends. You've experienced Her Highness Adrianna's power yourself; her apostles are invincible. Even if they could actually get in here, I, Creasey, swear I'll cut off your pretty head before that. And I'll make that brat pay; he's challenging the entire Dragon Witch Cult—'

But at that moment, bloodstains suddenly overflowed from the corners of Hazel's eyes. A spike nailed to the top of her head was suddenly rebounded and shot into the ceiling above.

Creasey stepped back involuntarily, staring in astonishment at the changing Hazel.

'Kevin? Can you explain this?'

But in fact, after asking this question, Creasey already knew the answer. The Dragon Witch Cult had detailed records about the Calamity Flame Dragon Maiden.

Kevin Nair swallowed a mouthful of saliva: 'I think a Calamity Flame Apostle has been killed. Legend says that the Calamity Flame Dragon Maiden used her own body's eyes, tongue, dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon fangs, the last tailbone of her spine, and her dragon gallbladder to create seven Calamity Flame Apostles, fusing them with herself.'

At this moment, the nine dragon-masked figures no longer had any desire to wait here. They either unrolled scrolls or rubbed their rings, triggering clusters of magical light, and then all nine disappeared from this underground space.

Creasey watched this scene with a grim expression but made no move to stop them. He knew it was futile; these dragon-masked figures could never fully trust the Dragon Witch Cult. Before coming here, they would have made thorough precautions.

He didn't need to stop them either. These were parasites active in Atlanta's political and business circles. With them, the Dragon Witch Cult had soil to survive here. It would be very troublesome to discard these people and find new partners.

At the same time, a second and third black spike shot out from Hazel's head, and blood also overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Creasey Jax's expression was nearly furious.

'Kevin!'

He could not tolerate failure! He could not tolerate that after paying such a price, he would ultimately face defeat. Years of planning and preparation, consuming countless manpower and resources, only to end up with nothing.

'Don't panic, Creasey!'

Kevin Nair panted heavily, his eyes struggling and hesitating for a moment before turning ruthless: 'I still have a way, one more way!'

…

In the narrow corridor, Li Mochen fired again, a fatal golden bullet. It passed through the gap between Dainn Stacy and Aonzo, and after tracing an almost arc-shaped trajectory, hit the magical energy hunter's brow without suspense.

Under the effect of the Wish Spell, both the 'Advanced Mind Shock Bullet' and the many magics attached by the Dragon's Might exerted their maximum effect! They directly tore apart the body of this Calamity Flame Apostle, turning it into black ash that scattered.

The pleasure in Li Mochen's eyes grew even stronger.

This time, the gain from the 'Divine Cloud Luck Purple Gold Tower' was even greater. Although it consumed a full six strands of colorful spiritual light, the feedback after killing this person was as high as double, even exceeding that of the previous magical energy swordsman.

What Li Mochen liked most was eliminating evil beings like these Calamity Flame Apostles, who were deeply sinful in the future. Their strength had not yet recovered to its former state, so the cost of eliminating them was relatively small, while the feedback he received usually exceeded the consumption of the 'Divine Cloud Luck Purple Gold Tower' and would continue to flow in steadily in the days to come.

At that moment, Aonzo's body was split open from the center by Dainn Stacy's sword! Li Mochen's three hundred and sixty 'Sun Moon Star Cycle Heavenly Star Divine Swords' immediately followed, cutting and dividing Aonzo's body!

Those tiny swords continuously vibrated, emitting a power that shook the soul, extinguishing the black flames on Aonzo's body and cutting off all life of this Calamity Flame Apostle.