Chapter 223:

Chapter 223:

Chapter 223

Lets get out of here, Mr. Shamath. We dont have much time. Oh, I guess youre not a manager anymore?

I dont really care about that title anymore.

Then thats good.

Shamath still couldnt grasp what was going on, but he quickly assessed the situation.

He didnt know who the person in front of him was, but he was sure that he came to rescue him.

He still had no clue how the other person got in here, and what method he used.

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Move.

Yes.

***

Utata finished sorting out the documents in his office and headed to the disposal room where he had locked up Shamath.

He had already gone through a lot of trouble to get the approval for the disposal operation, which was finally done a while ago.

Now he only had to dismantle Shamath thoroughly, reassemble the text that composed him, and find out what he had done to try to destroy the headquarters.

Hm?

Utata, who was leading his agents, spotted two tellers coming from the opposite side of the corridor.

Whats this? Whats going on? Werent you two supposed to guard the entrance of the disposal room?

Huh? Chief?

The other tellers also noticed Utata, and looked puzzled.

Chief. Why are you here?

What?

Utata was baffled by the unexpected question.

And why are you two coming this way instead of guarding the disposal room entrance?

Huh? Didnt you tell us to leave our posts for a while?

What? I did?

Yes. But why are you here

!

Utata didnt listen to the rest of his subordinates words.

He felt something was wrong and ran towards the disposal room.

His confused agents followed him.

Utata arrived at the disposal room in a hurry and scanned the inside.

The floor was marked with traces of battle, and the two agents who were guarding the inside were gone.

And.

The disposal bin was empty.

The surveillance agents who arrived late behind him gasped at the sight.

What, what is this

Where is the guy we locked up in the disposal bin? Where did he go?

Everyones eyes turned to Utatas back.

Find him.

Utatas figure was motionless as if time had stopped.

But everyone in this place knew.

Utata was more furious than ever.

His white hair began to emit a bloody red glow like fire.

Maybe it was the flame of anger that had been condensed to the limit.

Find him right now!!!

Utatas thunderous roar echoed in the disposal room.

***

Icebergs floating in space.

Shamath arrived at the place full of countless rock fragments and barely breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew. Thank you for saving me. Who are you?

Are you that curious?

Well, you saved me. Did the Chief send you?

Maybe, maybe not.

Shamath narrowed his eyes slightly at the intruders words.

It was a strangely annoying attitude, but he was still the benefactor who saved him and killed the two tellers in the surveillance room in an instant.

Even if he was saved out of necessity, it was not wise to offend him.

If the Chief sent you, what should I do now?

He felt like his heart would burst while running away, but he thought he could relax a bit about the pursuers now that he came here.

The hooded man did not answer Shamaths question. Instead, he threw back the hood he was wearing with both hands.

Shamaths eyes widened.

He could not absorb all the stories that Shamath had, but Demiarios was able to get all the information he needed.

It would take some more time to analyze it because it was not fully organized yet, but that was just a matter of time.

The important thing was not that, but something else.

Demiarios looked at the distant space.

Beyond the fragments of countless planets, he saw the darkness of the endless universe and the twinkling stars.

What Demiarios saw was much farther away.

It was Earth.

He couldnt see it, but he felt that Earth was there.

Because all the stories were converging there.

Is it finally changing?

The plan was to lower the level of Earths fire by causing a severe drought and make it lose the interest of other spirits.

And then sell the downgraded Earth to Exodus.

But what was the result now?

Earth had started to enjoy an unprecedented boom.

The important thing was that it was still growing at a frightening rate.

In fact, their groundwork had failed.

But that didnt mean everything was ruined.

They were still intact.

But it wont be as easy as before.

Earth had already attracted the attention of many spirits.

It was impossible to act secretly as before.

But Demiarios didnt regret it.

If Earth changed, he just had to take a different approach that suited the changed world.

If this world was a wide-open sky, then Earth was a metal bead that fell on it.

The metal bead pressed down on the sky because of its weight and settled down. That was Earth now.

The stories that flowed over the sky naturally gravitated toward Earth.

The world that became heavy with too much attention would bring more attention and stories, even if it didnt intend to.

Demiarios decided to find a new way there.

He put his hood back on and disappeared from his seat, blending in with the darkness.

The death of a teller went unnoticed in a remote corner of the universe.

Very quietly.

***

Luoyang, Henan Province, China.

This administrative region with a population of over 100 million was always bustling with people.

There was a moment when the number of people going out decreased drastically due to the news that the world was changing, but that was only for a moment.

People who realized that the world was still the same returned to their original lives.

In the downtown of Luoyang, there was a world of thought.

This place, which had only a few lines drawn as guidelines, was an abandoned world of thought that even collectors didnt visit.

It started to shine suddenly.

Huh?

What is it?

Passers-by stopped in curiosity and looked at the scene.

No one felt a sense of crisis at the abnormal phenomenon in the world of thought.

The entrance of the world of thought gradually brightened and suddenly expanded.

The entrance, which had been only 2m wide and long, grew to 10m wide in no time.

And something started to show up from inside.

Uh, uh?

What is it?

Skeleton soldiers in armor poured out with spears in their hands, forming rows.

The citizens still looked bewildered and watched the scene blankly.

Their expressions changed when a woman who was filming with her phone near them had her neck cut off.

Aaaah!

Ru, run!

Countless skeleton soldiers chased after the fleeing citizens.

Thats how the massacre began.

Screams echoed over each other, and screams gave birth to more screams.

The change in the world did not come at once.

It came slowly, like strangling their necks.

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