Deviant: No Longer Human Chapter 191: Leaving Icevale (2)

Linda had unwittingly beco a crucial piece in verifying the truth behind Luna's assertions.

Wang Xiao had ticulously categorized his enemies.

At the top was Josephine, chased by unknown forces, her enemy present even before his arrival and thus not directly related to him.

Next in line was Gabriel, a threat primarily focused on Anran.

Lastly, he contended with the mysterious Ghosts pursuing him, alongside Protheus, an powerful organization that had branded him the world's most wanted.

These three opponents, each with their own veiled agendas, left Wang Xiao uncertain whether they acted independently or were interconnected.

He was determined to explore this mystery, seeking to dismantle these threats systematically.

He had braced himself for the worst possible outcos, yet he also allowed himself a sliver of hope for an ideal resolution.

In the best-case scenario, his whereabouts remained a secret, Luna was not a betrayer but an ally.

This alliance would significantly reduce his list of adversaries and give him additional strength.

However, to confirm whether the entity hunting Luna was distinct from his other foes, Wang Xiao needed to delve deeper.

This complex web of alliances and enmities did not dampen his spirits; rather, it brought a smile to his face.

The intricate ga unfolding before him was slowly becoming clearer, offering him the leverage he sought on the global stage.

In the imdiate future, Wang Xiao desired nothing more than to recede into the shadows, to observe and analyze the situation from a distance.

He believed that obscurity was his ally, that fading from the public eye would diminish the heat over him.

Li Zhiming had hinted that with ti, the world's attention would shift, allowing Wang Xiao to slip through the cracks of their collective mory.

This strategy of deliberate disappearance was precisely what he aid for, a tactical retreat in anticipation of a more advantageous position.

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1:00 AM, May 20th, 2026.

Chop-chop-chop!

Silence draped the night, shattered only by the fierce chopping of a military helicopter's rotors slicing through the air, its thunderous shockwaves an invisible storm raging across the sky.

Inside, Josephine, swaddled in a thin blanket, peered out into the darkness, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. "Hm? Why are we heading towards Lovon? Will you all be staying with us?"

Though Wang Xiao had ntioned their departure, he had only revealed Sylvia, the capital of Sylvergard and its myriad islands, as their initial destination.

Lovon, known for its majestic royal palace, now lood as their unexpected endpoint, sparking hopes in Josephine of a grand stay perhaps within its walls.

However, Wang Xiao's response shattered her brief daydream. "We'll be stopping here," he declared abruptly as the helicopter began to decelerate.

Whoosh!

With a swift motion, Wang Xiao slid the door open, revealing the night sky's vast expanse, the air rushing in with fervent gusto.

"Huh?" Josephine's stunned exclamation mirrored her disbelief, a sentint quickly shared by Aisha and Anran, who exchanged bewildered glances with Wang Xiao.

"Josephine, the helicopter will return you to the palace. As for us, our exit is now," Wang Xiao proclaid, his tone final.

"What!?" Aisha's mind reeled, panic threading through her thoughts as Anran nonchalantly tossed a backpack onto her lap. "Aim for the bushes," she instructed, her calm deanor in stark contrast to the ongoing chaos.

Without a mont's hesitation, Wang Xiao began hurling their luggage out into the void, each piece disappearing into the darkness below.

"Wait, are you serious—" Josephine's horrified protest was cut short as Wang Xiao leapt from the helicopter, his figure swiftly swallowed by the night.

Swoosh!

"Wait for ," Anran's voice was the last echo of assurance before she, gripping Aisha's hand, plunged into the abyss, leaving behind a trail of disbelief and a startled cry from Aisha that pierced the night.

Josephine, left alone with her thoughts and the receding figures of her companions, was snapped back to reality by the helicopter pilot's confused statent. "Hm? They left their parachutes…" he muttered, a puzzled frown creasing his brow as a chilling realization dawned.

The ergency parachutes had indeed been abandoned, a fact underscored by the discovery that the backpack Anran had given Aisha contained only essentials—no parachutes.

In that mont, the air within the helicopter grew colder, Josephine, her voice a mix of confusion and urgency, broke the silence. "Where is Luna?" Her eyes scanned the cabin, registering the absence of the new girl who had beco an mystery unto herself.

Far below, the night over Kingshölm Island, a stone's throw from Levon Island, was pierced by the thrill of freefall.

Four figures, Luna included, were plumting through the air, a silent pact among them as they embraced the void.

"Hehe... I always wanted to free fall like this without parachutes!" Anran's voice cut through the rush of wind, her excitent barely audible over the roar of the air.

Together, they ford a circle in the sky, around them, bags and luggage floated as if trapped in an invisible web, a visible display of the unseen forces at play.

Wang Xiao, the architect of their aerial ballet, concentrated deeply. He was manipulating an invisible barrier, a skillful display of psychokinesis (PK), ensuring their luggage remained suspended, cloaked from any prying eyes below.

Amidst the adrenaline, Aisha's screams filled the void, a stark contrast to Luna's serene observation of Wang Xiao.

His focus was unwavering, his abilities ensuring their descent was controlled and unseen.

Luna's eyes sparkled with an otherworldly light, catching Wang Xiao's attention and montarily breaking his concentration.

"I'll be back in a week... Take care, master!