Chapter 1026 - 315: Factory_3

Those who can open a factory in a city are no ordinary people, at least they must be part of the nobility, with sufficient financial support.

Su Changxing could also guess who Yeluo’s boss was, Count Mel, a powerful figure in this country with control over a navy.

For such a person to look for a mage to conduct an exorcism shouldn’t be difficult, nor should it have been delayed for so long.

Su Changxing thought that a mage had probably come before, fearing that something unexpected had happened.

There were guards at the entrance of the factory, prohibiting anyone from entering, equipped with the highest standard weapons, long-barreled firearms, and curved knives.

A man with short brown hair saw Yeluo, recognized him, and asked, "Who are these two?"

Yeluo waved his hand and said calmly, "They are mages here for exorcism, open the door."

The guard showed a strange expression, said nothing more, took out a key, and unlocked the iron lock on the door.

With the sound of chains clashing, the door slowly opened.

Next up.

The sound of engines turning and steam being ejected came from inside, as if the whole factory was still running, but inside was pitch black, and there was no sign of anyone.

Su Changxing’s perception covered the entire factory, yet he detected nothing, as if it were just an ordinary, abandoned factory.

At the same time, the sounds he could hear were obviously abnormal.

Yeluo showed a nervous expression, his steps slowed, following behind Su Changxing, "Lord Mage, look and see what that thing really is? Where is it?"

Su Changxing glanced around and said casually, "Didn’t you say someone died here before? How did they all die?"

Yeluo’s expression became even more tense, stammering, "I...I don’t know."

As they just entered the inner part of the factory, they saw several corpses hanging from the ceiling, with black blood dripping down, the whole room filled with the stench of blood.

Foolish confusion...

Jin, with his hands folded across his chest, looked at Yeluo and said, "So many corpses here, aren’t you going to clean them up?"

Before he finished speaking.

Yeluo turned and ran outside hastily, his breathing becoming rapid, "Lord Mage, it’s inside, it’s inside."

He had only run halfway when Jin shot him through, making him fall to the ground, "Why are you running, have you done something guilty?"

Yeluo showed a terrified expression, as if he had seen a ghost, "No! No!"

Su Changxing carefully observed the environment inside the factory; a few corpses seemed relatively fresh, as if they had only recently died, yet their flesh was withered.

These people in life were probably the so-called mages, or players.

Next, a phantom, a multi-colored shadow, swooped down from above toward him, creating a whirl of wind with a whooshing sound.

Su Changxing caught the phantom with one hand, smelling a stench, a mass of decayed flesh.

Bang~

He drew a gun and shot it, watching the phantom retract into the depths of the factory, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"What is that thing?"

Su Changxing frowned, realizing it was probably not simple, recalling the divine appendage he had seen in Maelon, also a similar thing, existing between reality and illusion, ordinary means were unable to deal with it.

Jin lifted Yeluo with one hand and questioned, "Why did you deceive us? You lured those people in here, leading to their deaths."

Yeluo’s face was full of panic, "No, no, it was the boss who asked me to do it, I had no choice."