593: Chapter 562: Massacre (2/3) 593: Chapter 562: Massacre (2/3) Due to the Sublimator’s excessively powerful vitality, even with his head cleaved open by Ian’s sword, Idma still had not died.
And once Ian removed the Attached Brain, the Director’s eyes, once shrewd and lively, beca clouded and dull.
It wasn’t to say that all of Idma’s wisdom was granted by the Attached Brain—he was indeed a smart man, and his knowledge justified his position.
However, the long-term existence of the Attached Brain allowed Idma, a First-Level Sublimator, to prematurely coalesce a soul, and it beca part of Idma’s soul.
When Ian removed the Attached Brain just now, he also shattered Idma’s soul, forcing him to experience the agony of ‘soul-shattering’ with only his own flesh and blood, using his already fractured brain.
“This is what you brought upon yourself, scum.”
Ian shook his head, feeling completely justified in killing Idma.
As the director of such a laboratory, killing him ten tis over might not even be enough to punish a tenth of the cris he had committed.
Besides, keeping him alive would only complicate matters further.
Better to kill him now, especially since the data was nearly fully gathered.
Thinking this, he extended his hand, opening the safe on the desk, and his fingers swept over the most important and core docunts: “These must be the core plans of the Azure City Laboratory…
If I’m not mistaken, they should include Nightmare Fusion, Artificial Souls, Parasitic Brain Cultivation…”
As he spoke, Ian’s heart sank.
Because he had guessed correctly.
The Silver Chip scanned the docunts, and he quickly extracted keywords that confird his speculation was correct.
In reality, the Azure City Laboratory had been conducting human experints all along…
Countless people lost their lives in these small underground sewers, turning into ashes and sludge that flowed down the channels.
“Your Highness, I need to send a signal, calling Tres and the others over.”
Ian’s tone remained unchanged as he reported his next action to the Second Prince, who was carefully observing the ‘Key Parasitic Brain’ and naturally permitted it.
[The key to the Central Laboratory Core Zone is now in hand.]
He nodded slightly: [You can now move freely—Ian, I advise you to leave The Grand Duchy as soon as possible.
A fierce battle is going to take place here soon.]
[But if, if you still want to obtain the Legacy about Spirit Energy from the Duke of Solin…
then you can stay at the Inspector Knight Campsite and wait for my signal.
At that ti, we might need to coordinate.]
“I understand.”
Ian certainly wouldn’t give up; remaining at the Knight Order of Inspectorate’s campsite was also quite safe.
Honestly, though, that would also an losing many opportunities, and he was still thinking about how to resolve this issue.
Anyway, he’d focus on taking down this laboratory first.
Raising his hand, Ian used the Spirit Energy Skeleton to send a ssage to Tres Squad: “Check my coordinates.
The laboratory location has been found.”
“Eliminate the current opponent, assault the enemy headquarters.”
“Understood.”
Hearing Ian’s sowhat fuzzy transmission and the positional coordinates from the Inspector Knights’ internal system, Tres imdiately knew that Ian had located the enemy’s lair.
He never worried about Ian’s safety; with the Prince present, it would be odd for Ian to get injured.
Given the circumstances, Tres did not choose to continue the fierce exchange with the Azure Fiend Bear Beast but instead slightly shifted his body, letting the beast’s boulder-crushing punch graze by him.
At the sa ti, his hand with the Longsword passed under the bear beast’s armpit, not using his own strength but rather leveraging the beast’s brute force to pierce its skin and flesh and enter its body.
Hum—the wind blade on the sword edge suddenly exploded, and when Tres’s Side Sword casually withdrew from the bear beast’s body to be sheathed, the once unimaginably strong, invincible, two-headed bear beast paused in astonishnt.
Its hands pressed against the armpit, attempting to stop the unceasing flow of crimson blood that was pouring out like a fountain.
But how could this be stopped?
Tres’s Air Blade Burst had already shattered part of its heart.
After dozens of all-out exchanges, the Knight had completely mastered the beast’s techniques and spotted its flaws.
Even a beast with a human’s brain could not compare to the true geniuses among Humans.
Having lost its source of strength, that tireless heart, the Azure Fiend Bear Beast slowly knelt to the ground, losing its Vitality.
“Annihilation, surprise attack!”
Under Tres’s command, the entire Patrol Knight Squad imdiately switched to full-power mode, utterly smashing and breaking every rotting corpse and lurking Exobeast Phantasm in front of them.
For a mont in the heart of Azure City, flas soared into the sky, a blaze of orange-red fire staining half of the sky above the city.
At the sa ti,
inside the laboratory, Director Idema’s deputy sensed sothing was amiss, and several guards along with the deputy opened the door to the Central Control Room.
Then, they saw the Director’s Icebound corpse, as well as a sword light swift beyond compare from Ian.
Humm—the Iron Pattern Sword swept through the air, its long cry piercing the atmosphere, the guard’s iron heavy armor dented under Ian’s stroke, the whole person flung backward through the air.
The deputy’s head flew off, dead so instantly there was no doubt of his demise.
Ian did not pause, he brandished his sword then lunged forward, thrusting his Longsword precisely into the gap of a guard’s neck armor, while his other hand conjured an icy blue mist of extre cold, enveloping another guard’s helt, freezing his mouth, nose, and throat in silence, succumbing to suffocation and into an eternal slumber never to awaken.
Blood surged out wildly, imdiately frozen by the frost, from start to finish it took less than two seconds for Ian to dispatch the enemies on his side.
He walked out of the Central Control Room with ease, holding a data box he had prepared earlier, and headed towards the exit.
And this ti, Ian no longer needed to ‘sneak’.
“Who goes there?!”
A guard and a canine Exobeast half the height of a person appeared before Ian.
They both looked in astonishnt at the Knight cloaked in Entangling Void Armor, almost floating silently mid-air, and then raised their guns to attack, relaying information to others, “All squads, unknown intruder in the core control area, assemble quickly…”
Schlick.
In an instant, utilizing the high-speed movent granted by the Fairy Wings and Entangling Void Armor, Ian had already reached the guard and the Exobeast, his Iron Pattern Sword sweeping horizontally, severing the neck of the Exobeast and slicing open the guard’s midsection.
They were not unresponsive—Ian’s movents and sword could not be called ‘fast’; they could see the flickering light of the sword flash.
But their own actions were slowed, frozen by the cold air spread by the constant flapping of the Fairy Wings.
In the narrow area, freezing temperatures of dozens of degrees below zero began to spread.
This was his ho ground.
And the frost-bringing Knight began to slaughter.
In an instant, the entire laboratory filled with screams of despair and fear.
Just like those they had treated as test subjects.
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