Chapter 365 - Chapter 365: Chapter 364: Midnight Fierce Flames

“Whooo… This…” After a brief silence, the Golden Mask spoke up, “You might be slightly mistaken. The reason I sounded unfriendly was just that I wanted to urgently clarify who had entered this place. Since you are here, the treasure naturally belongs to you. Whether you take it or not, I will not stop you.”“So that’s how it is,” Richard said, his eyes returning to normal after being wide open, the indescribable glint in his eyes slowly fading away.

“Why, I think you seem a bit disappointed?” the Golden Mask acutely sensed something and asked.

“No, why would I be?” Richard shook his head, replying softly.

After finishing speaking, Richard’s expression turned serious: “Since you only wanted to see my face and don’t plan to stop me from taking the items, then there’s no problem if I leave now, right?”

“Uh, no problem at all…”

“Then good, I’m going,” Richard said, cutting off the Golden Mask, and briskly walked toward the exit of the palace.

The Golden Mask was taken aback by this and after a while, called out loudly, “Hey, kid, wait a minute! I’ve been waiting and sleeping here for who knows how many centuries, do you know how bored I am?

You’re the first person to come here. Are you in such a hurry to leave? Can’t you talk with me, chat for a while, at least tell me what the outside world is like now!”

“No time,” came Richard’s voice drifting back, the flame at his fingertip growing dimmer as he walked out of the palace.

Golden Mask: “…”

At this moment, the Golden Mask was gritting his teeth internally; if it were capable, it would definitely devour Richard alive.

Just as the Golden Mask was filled with negative emotions, Richard suddenly walked back into the palace.

“Hmm? Ha! I knew it, lad, you aren’t a cold-hearted person, you would definitely fulfill my request.” The Golden Mask, seeing Richard’s silhouette appear, shouted excitedly, “Kid, kid, come here, and tell me properly about the outside world…”

The voice of the Golden Mask abruptly stopped because Richard had just walked in, turned around at the entrance of the palace, and then briskly walked out again.

Golden Mask: “…”

Before long, Richard was walking back in and then out again.

After several repetitions, the Golden Mask was starting to break down. When Richard appeared in the palace for the fourth time, it couldn’t help but shout loudly, “Hey! Kid, what on earth are you doing! If you don’t want to talk, then don’t. Why keep walking in and out? Are you teasing me!”

“You’re overthinking it,” Richard replied indifferently, “I’m just testing the way in and out of this place and some other theories. It seems everything is fine now, so… you don’t have to worry about me coming back to ‘tease’ you.”

With that, Richard walked out of the palace–this time really not coming back.

In the empty palace, the Golden Mask paused for a while before shouting, the voice echoing lonely, sounding quite pitiful.

“Hey! Kid!”

“Hey! Come back!”

“Hey! You really left?”

“Hey! I didn’t mean that, come back!”

“Hey! You can’t just leave like that, what does it mean if you don’t come back today? What about tomorrow? The day after? The day after that? Hey, clarify!”

White Stone Tower.

Core Area.

The place was in total chaos, the ground littered with numerous traces of magic bombardment, nearby buildings also suffering, collapsing and creating fierce flames.

Numerous corpses lay scattered on the ground, each dead in a different way: some were hit directly by magic, much of their bodies vanished; others were drenched in acid liquid, dissolving part of their heads; still others were accurately pierced in the heart by ice cones, their expressions twisted dying on the ground…

Ji Burlen, Suo Men, and Mu Konni stood amidst the many bodies, Ji Burlen speaking wearily to Suo Men and Mu Konni, “It seems… it was still a bit too optimistic. The wizards of the White Stone Tower are not like those wandering wizards, some of them are quite powerful. I, along with you two, hoping to kill them all was overly optimistic, even though they only represent one-sixth of the entire strength of the White Stone Tower.”

“Supervisor, it’s me and Mu Konni who are dragging you down…” Suo Men said with his head lowered.

“It’s not your fault,” Ji Burlen raised his hand to stop Suo Men, “I’ve already pushed you hard enough by asking you to accelerate our movements, I know you’ve tried your best. This time, it’s mainly my work that was not up to par.

In fact, they were too short-handed. Originally, I wanted to bring a few people over to help, but they were all as busy as you, speeding up their movements and arranging various things, so they couldn’t break away. I had no choice but to come by myself, which is why things ended up like this.

However, it doesn’t matter. After all, in the early stages, all we needed to do was to create enough panic, and it didn’t matter that some of the White Stone Tower Wizards had escaped. After a while, when we successfully regroup our forces, all those wizards from the White Stone Tower are ultimately going to die.”

“Now…” Mu Konni looked at Ji Burlen and asked, “now, what do we do, Supervisor?”

“Leave them a message symbol and then leave,” Ji Burlen spoke. “If I’m not mistaken, those wizards who escaped will definitely gather more forces, given that they represent only one-sixth of the power of the White Stone Tower.

And here in White Stone City, they should still possess at least another half of one-sixth of their power, only that it is distributed around and unable to provide timely support. With this in mind, let’s not waste our efforts with them. Let’s teach them a lesson and move on with subsequent matters.”

“Um, yes,” agreed Mu Konni.

Ji Burlen did not say more and quickly moved his hands. With a wave, the surrounding corpses swiftly gathered in front of him, forming a ball of flesh.

Ji Burlen’s hand gently squeezed.

“Snap–squeak!”

The ball of corpses, like an orange being crushed, squirted out a large amount of juice–blood.

Ji Burlen flicked his fingers in mid-air as if playing a piano, and the spurting blood was immediately bound by a magical force. It didn’t touch the ground but split into several streams, coloring the ground like dye.

First a standard triangle, then a circle, and finally a vertical line passing through both the triangle and the circle–the emblem of the Black Spirit Empire!

Having controlled the flow of blood to complete this pattern, Ji Burlen examined it, nodded, and looked toward Suo Men and Mu Konni, “How is it? It looks correct, doesn’t it? I hope I haven’t drawn it wrongly.”

“That’s roughly right,” Suo Men said. “Although if we’re strict, the vertical line shouldn’t protrude through the triangle, and Supervisor, yours did protrude slightly, but nobody really cares about such details.”

“That’s good then,” Ji Burlen nodded. “Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

The next moment, the three of them leapt up and dashed toward the distance, leaving behind flames that nearly reddened half the sky.

Over in that part of the sky, numerous dark shadows were rapidly approaching.

In the depths of the tomb, Hall number fifteen.

Richard appeared before the stone platform, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the suitcase on the platform and muttered to himself: “So that’s it, it’s a space item with an extremely large internal space.

I’ve always wanted one of these space items because they solve many problems, and now I’ve really got it. With this, it can be used for many modifications.

Overall, this space item, along with three magic scrolls, a short wand, some metal balls of unknown use, and the vast wealth from the palace can be considered quite a haul. Considering the time and effort invested, it indeed pays off.”

Having finished speaking, Richard picked up the suitcase and walked toward the exit.

Quickly moving through several corridors and halls, Richard suddenly stopped, then stepped back, looking down at the heaps of various monsters’ corpses on the ground, his eyes flickering with interest.

Originally, Richard had little interest in these corpses; on one hand, dead bodies have less research value compared to living ones, and on the other, each monster’s corpse was not small. If it was the previous Space Iron Ring, it couldn’t fit many, and even if he wanted to extract the remaining value from the corpses, it wasn’t very cost-effective.

But now things were different. Having this suitcase as a super-sized space item, there was no need to worry about storage capacity. He could store as much as he wanted.

The next moment, Richard did just that, selecting from the many corpses the ones in better condition, freezing them with magic, and tossing them one by one into the suitcase.

From the deepest part of the tomb to the exit, Richard expended considerable effort. Busy with this task, he then used the Greasy Swamp and a series of explosions to burn all the bodies he had decided not to collect, walking out to the surface satisfied.

Using “Earth Stone Control,” he sealed the cracks in the ground and was just about to head back when he turned his head, suddenly widening his eyes in surprise. He saw the center of White Stone City, the White Stone Tower Wizard Association’s complex was ablaze, the flames burning fiercely, very visible against the night sky, almost reddening half the sky.

“A fire?” Richard couldn’t help but think, but he soon dismissed this. A place with many wizards like the White Stone Tower catching fire? If that was really the case, then the wizards inside could die of shame.

But if it wasn’t a fire, then what could it be?

Richard’s mind whirled, an extremely ominous guess emerging, his vision briefly flashing with the faces of the Mysterious Organization, Suo Men and Mu Konni, and the horrible scene of the massacre at the Steel Brotherhood Gang where Baki was.

“Could it be?” Richard muttered to himself, gripping the suitcase tighter and quickly leaving the graveyard, returning to his laboratory.

The fire continued to burn, and the night deepened…