HCB Chapter 499: Tracker Appears in the Shallows
Chapter 499: Tracker Appears in the Shallows
Lin Ye'er hummed a little tune and left the shallows with light steps.
As soon as he left, a figure appeared on the sandy shore.
It was a man in a white robe, with a long, deep red scar between his eyebrows, like a ferocious centipede, adding a bit of murderous aura.
He stood quietly where Lin Ye'er was before, his eyes fixed on the black magic circle that had been trampled.
The man in white robe slowly squatted down, and his slender fingers gently brushed across the sand, staining it with some black powder.
He closed his eyes, and the long red mark between his eyebrows flickered slightly, as if performing some kind of scanning.
After a moment, he opened his left eye, which was actually flashing with a faint red light, as if it contained a burning flame.
"Composition analysis... No trace of divinity... Limited information available, hazard level analysis failed..."
The man in white robe murmured softly, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
He stood up, his brow furrowed, and glanced around at his surroundings.
"These intrusions have been happening more and more frequently lately. Who's behind this?"
He snorted coldly, his voice low and with a hint of impatience.
These invaders were weak, but they always managed to dodge through layers of defense, like annoying mosquitoes and flies, causing him quite a headache.
The man in white robe looked up at the winding cliff road in the distance with cold eyes.
He leaped up and landed lightly on the road. His movements were clean and neat, as agile as a cheetah.
"Call up all surveillance footage of the highway within the past two hours and screen for suspicious individuals." His tone was calm, yet filled with unquestionable authority.
As soon as he finished speaking, his left eye flashed red again, and a thin beam of light shot out and connected to the surveillance equipment on the roadside.
The surveillance footage began to replay rapidly, and the white-robed man's left eye kept flickering.
It is like a high-precision scanner, carefully searching every picture.
His expression was focused and calm, like an experienced hunter tracking his prey.
A few minutes later, his left eye suddenly stopped at a picture, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Got you……"
The red light in the white-robed man's eyes was like a sniper scope locking onto prey, quickly scanning the surveillance screen.
Suddenly, the picture freezes!
A young man with bangs wearing a black knitted windbreaker came into his sight.
There was a hint of nonchalance on his face, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking something.
"Hey, isn't this the 'ordinary' invader?"
The man in the white robe chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone. He raised his hand and waved it lightly. The figure of the young man with bangs in the surveillance picture was magnified and clearly appeared in his left eye.
The timeline scrolls, and the screen shows the time when this person appears, which coincides with the time when the Wrath of the Shallows occurs.
It is almost certain that he is the culprit of this invasion.
"Looks like I can get the job done this time. This guy is pretty good at 'pretending to escape'.
Unfortunately, in front of me, you are still too naive!" The white-robed man's mouth curled up a playful smile, which was a kind of confidence like a cat playing with a mouse.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red light in his left eye began to spin rapidly, like a high-speed turbine, with a powerful energy brewing inside.
"Number Four, it's your turn to perform." He murmured softly, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.
He raised his finger and lightly tapped it, and a red light shot out from his left eye.
A small aperture was formed in the air, in which the photo of the young man with bangs and the time and place when he appeared on the surveillance screen clearly emerged.
"Let Number Four interrogate this 'trash' intruder. I have more important things to deal with." The man in the white robe muttered to himself with a hint of disdain in his tone.
He turned around and disappeared on the road in a flash.
At the same time, in the pure land above Tokyo, suspended above the clouds, a man in a red robe was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on a high tower. Suddenly, he felt a strange energy fluctuation.
He slowly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and flashed with excitement and brutality.
He raised his hand, and a circle of light appeared in his palm, and the photo of the young man with bangs appeared clearly in the circle of light.
The red-robed man raised his lips slightly, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
He slowly stood up and murmured, "Interesting! Since this is an order from above, I'll go and ask him properly."
He raised his foot and walked towards the ghost prison, each step carrying a heart-pounding sense of oppression.
On the Pure Land, a man in a red robe stood with his hands behind his back in front of a huge French window, overlooking the brightly lit Tokyo below.
As night fell, the city looked like a painting dotted with stars, but in his eyes it looked like an ant's nest.
In the man's left eye, a circle of scarlet marks slowly rotated, like a miniature black hole, swallowing up the surrounding light.
"Ding--"
There was a slight sound, and the red circle in his left eye flashed, and a message projection unfolded in front of him - "Suspected intruder".
In the projection, a young man with bangs and a black windbreaker had a cynical smile on his face, as if mocking the whole world.
The red-robed man frowned slightly, "Another guy who doesn't know how to live or die." He muttered to himself with a hint of impatience in his tone.
These invaders were like leeks, coming one after another, which made him a little upset.
He turned around and walked towards the depths of the Pure Land, looking slightly hesitant.
He passed through a series of heavy metal portals, each reinforced by complex runes and emitting a cold aura.
The light around gradually dimmed, and the air became heavy, as if even breathing became difficult.
The shiny metal walls on both sides reflected his slender figure. The atmosphere was cold and depressing, like a passage to hell.
"Authentication passed, Four Gods' Envoy's Oracle, pass granted."
Mechanical electronic sounds echoed in the empty passage, with a hint of cold metallic texture.
The red-robed man walked straight to the end of the passage without stopping.
On both sides of the passage are cells, each of which is made of special materials that can isolate all energy fluctuations.
In the prison cell, there are all kinds of prisoners, including extremely vicious criminals.
There are also innocent people who have been wrongly accused, and their fate is in the hands of the man in red robe.
The man in red robe came to the innermost end, and an unnumbered prison door suddenly appeared before his eyes.
He raised his hand, and the red circle in his left eye spun again, and a scarlet beam shot towards the door lock.
With a click, the heavy metal door slowly opened, and a cold breath rushed towards me...
"Long time no see, old friend." The red-robed man had a strange smile on his face, his voice low and hoarse.
The red-robed man stepped into the cell, and a biting chill mixed with the smell of rust hit him in the face, making him frown.
In the center of the cell, a man was hung in mid-air by a bone-eroding chain. The chain was deeply embedded in his flesh, revealing his white bones.
The man lowered his head, his long hair covering his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
"Tsk tsk, Cao Yuanhai, I didn't expect you to be able to hold on until now. You really have the vitality of a cockroach."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the red-robed man's tone, as if he was looking at a dying ant.
The man hanging with chains slowly raised his head, revealing a pale and thin face.
His eyes were sunken and bloodshot, yet they flashed with a chilling light.
He was Cao Yuanhai, a man who had been imprisoned in Pure Land for nearly two years.
"Cough cough..." Cao Yuanhai coughed a few times, his voice hoarse, like a broken bellows.
"Number Four, what are you doing here?"
The red-robed man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.
"Of course I'm here to give you a chance, a chance to live."
"A chance to survive?" Cao Yuanhai sneered, "In the eyes of you false gods, what is 'survival'?"
"Don't be so stubborn, Cao Yuanhai." The red-robed man's smile gradually disappeared, and his tone became cold.
"You only have one month left. If you haven't demonstrated your worth and surrendered to the Pure Land in one month, you will be judged by the Oracle for death."
Cao Yuanhai was silent. He understood what the red-robed man meant.
In the Pure Land, only by demonstrating your own value can you survive.
A red light flashed in the red robe man's left eye, and a beam of light shot towards the wall of the cell, and the photo of the young man with bangs suddenly appeared on the wall.
"Do you know this person?" The man in red robe asked calmly, as if he was just going through the motions.
Cao Yuanhai slowly turned his head and looked at the photos on the wall.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, as if he saw something incredible.
He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.
"He He……"