Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 679: Chapter 621: Is the [Mask] Here? A Mass Disappearance?!

Of course, as for which images the final recorder will capture and which it will "just happen" to miss, those who know, know.

The factory’s iron gate had long since rusted to a dark red, tightly wound by a chain as thick as a baby’s arm, with an exaggeratedly large padlock.

Chang Erbing immediately pointed the law enforcement camera at the lock, red light flickering, recording faithfully.

Li Shang tacitly stepped half a step sideways, drew his gun, aimed, and fired all in one go.

"Bang——!"

With a loud explosion, the iron lock shattered on cue, its debris clattering to the ground.

Everything seemed impeccable, leaving no flaws for critique.

It was as if the two were on patrol nearby, rushing to the scene of the accident first upon hearing the explosion, decisively breaking in.

The two squeezed in through the gap in the open door, one after the other, with their bodies turned sideways.

Chang Erbing held the law enforcement camera out in front, slowly sweeping the lens over the dismal scene inside the factory grounds.

The ground was violently torn open, leaving a tens-of-meters-long sinister gash, with a massive sunken crater in the center.

Chang Erbing, holding the law enforcement camera, briskly jogged, keeping the lens steadily aimed at the fissure on the ground.

Just four or five steps from the edge of the crater, his foot seemed to be tripped, his wrist twisted left, which caused the camera to swing towards a nearby pile of rubble.

It was in this instant that the camera swerved!

Li Shang, like a leopard poised to strike, suddenly leaped out from behind Chang Erbing, quickly heading to the crater’s edge.

He had to ascertain what was inside the crater before the camera realigned, to confirm whether the special agent was dead or just barely breathing.

Or whether they would be directly exposed in the lens.

But as he took two steps, his raised foot froze mid-air, his whole body immobilized as if an immobilization spell had been cast.

The color drained from his face, turning as pale as a morgue shroud, and his lips quivered uncontrollably.

At the same time, although Chang Erbing had moved the lens, his gaze remained fixed on the crater.

He felt his scalp explode, cold sweat slithering like a viper up his spine to his neck, every hair follicle transmitting danger signals.

His entire body shuddered violently as though electrified, and the law enforcement recorder slipped from his grasp, spinning to the ground.

By chance, the lens aligned perfectly with the crater’s dark opening.

An eerie shadow gracefully floated out, trailing ghost shadows behind it, which converged into a slender humanoid silhouette upon landing.

The silhouette materialized, revealing a finely tailored pure black suit, with a dark embroidered cloak rippling like waves in the night breeze.

At the chest, a playing card was pinned to the left lapel, gleaming with a cold light.

And his face... was entirely covered by a ghastly white, smooth, expressionless bone mask, revealing only two deep eye holes.

Behind them were a pair of beautiful yet chillingly evil eyes.

He stood silently atop the ruins left by the explosion, appearing in the viewfinder of the law enforcement camera, exuding a suffocating elegance.

Breathtakingly beautiful!

Who else could it be but Mask?!

Time seemed to stretch and freeze at that moment.

Li Shang and Chang Erbing felt their minds go blank, as if someone had scooped their brains out with a spoon and placed them in a freezer to turn into ice cream.

Their mouths were dry, yet it was as though they were inside an incineration chamber, unable to utter even the slightest sound, with their hearts pounding furiously in their chests, almost shattering their ribs in an attempt to break free.

"...."

Is this Mask?!

Why is he here?!

We... the coordinates and information we gave the special agent were obviously fake, a meticulously designed trap, a snare to lead the agent to their death!

Every word in the forum was fabricated according to a script.

But why... why would a meticulously fabricated false location capture a real, living Mask?!

Is Mask so easily lured?

What in the world is going on, which step went wrong?!

Could someone have secretly informed Mask? Is there a mole among us!!!

Or...

Is there really such an absurd coincidence in this world, that we randomly drew an ’X’ on the map, only to perfectly select Mask’s hideout?!!

Countless terrifying questions clashed wildly in their minds, nearly splitting their skulls open.

Then, they saw Mask casting a cold gaze over, an intangible stare landing on them.

Chang Erbing shivered violently, feeling his soul about to fly out of his throat:

"Mis... misunderstanding, I... I didn’t mean to record you, I just slipped, it was really just a slip!"

Li Shang’s response was equally "decisive" and "brave," his right hand holding the gun shook violently.

With a clatter, the gun was flung far away by him.

No joke, they weren’t special agents with a bit of confidence to deal with Mask.

They were fully aware of their own meager combat power, against Mask, it wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps in his teeth.

Being a constable is undoubtedly a high-risk profession, with safety as the top priority!!!

Cold sweat soaked Li Shang’s back, large sweat beads rolled down his forehead, and his mind raced:

"If Mask is here, then was the explosion earlier aimed at the special agent? If the special agent isn’t dead, can you make a sound and come out to save us quickly!"

Mask’s gaze floated over them coldly and then moved away indifferently.

With a light tap of his toes, his silhouette blurred instantly, like a wisp of black fog blown apart by the wind, slipping silently between the two.