Felix wanted to call Xena and ask if he could kill this type. She had mentioned that A-tier Malevolent Phantoms who killed for pleasure could be eliminated, as letting them live would result in countless deaths. "You're a martial artist from Dragonia!" In less than a second, the Phantom charged again with fully regenerated legs. But it stopped at its previous position without attacking rashly. "Now that you know, why not leave?" Felix retorted.The Phantom's three mouths moved continuously. "Leave? You'll still die. When I came in here, I was shot over a dozen times. After your attack, my recovery rate is at its peak. You won't escape." Felix smiled. "Who said anything about escaping? Why not just kill you?" The Phantom burst into laughter again. "Haha! Kill me? You humans know so little about us, yet you think you can kill me? Come on then, let's see if you have what it takes." Felix took out the small flute Billy had given him and began to play. The A-tier Phantom proved
The purple-haired woman stood still while watching Felix without expressionlessly, as if examining something. Felix grew tense. This woman did not feel alive, yet she wasn't dead either. She was not exuding any essence at all. As a Grandmaster, he could sense everyone's unique essence after a single encounter, but this woman was different. She was totally untraceable. Was this the mysterious S-tier Malevolent Phantom? Incredible. A minute passed with neither moving. Having never encountered one before, Felix felt extreme danger from their first contact. Better to avoid fighting if possible. The woman licked her lips, then retreated behind the clown statue. When Felix rushed over, she had vanished without a trace. Even he could not tell when or how she had disappeared. "Damn, I can't underestimate these Phantoms." Even with his mastery of Ethereal Constitution, Felix had been extremely tense. That showed just how formidable S-tier Malevolent Phantoms were. Given the situat
Felix had not counted precisely, but at least 20 people had died in the haunted house. Thus, no hesitation was needed there. At sunrise in Guneria's desert, Crimson Oak Prison looked unlike other facilities. Instead of towering walls, simple electrified wire fencing enclosed its perimeter. The nearest town lay over 100 miles away. Under the scorching sun in the desert, escape meant certain death without food or water, not to mention the venomous snakes that roamed the wasteland. Since the Westerio Order took control, prisoners enjoyed more freedom during daylight hours, but the death rate had climbed. Every inmate knew selection for the underground level meant almost certain death. A riot had broken out shortly after the Order took over, but they quickly suppressed it. Elliott sat on a bench in the common area, staring blankly at the rising sun. He never imagined becoming a prisoner. Though never arrogant, his position had been respectable. Life truly was unpredictable. Unk
Felix turned to look at Elliott with a slight smile. He had expected to search further but found him sooner than anticipated. Having vented his anger, Felix planned to leave with Elliott. That was when two Scarlet Cardinals from the Westerio Order appeared beside Elliott. Their presence at a mere prison showed this place wasn't ordinary. "Felix! Make any move, and Elliott dies!" Felix kept smiling. "Interesting. So you know who I am." It made sense because the Order belonged to Eloise now. Avoiding needless casualties was logical since she knew his strength. The entire Order combined probably could not stop him. The Cardinals' fearful eyes confirmed as much. "Dr. Zeller, forget about me! Kill them!" Elliott seemed ready to die, shouting desperately. The two Cardinals did not stop him. They had been hiding and were afraid to flee. It was not until Elliott's outburst that they found a way to survive. "You'll need more than threats to stop me," Felix saidOne Cardinal smile
"Are you two mourning the monster? Don't worry; I won't let it die alone," Felix said.Before they could process his words, Felix's voice came like a whisper, and the Cardinals lost consciousness. "Let's go, Elliott. I came to rescue you." Elliott's mind raced as he immediately grasped the situation. "Are you taking me to Dragonia? I have nothing left here and can't stay. "Since we're going, we should bring something valuable. Can we visit the basement? All the Westorio Order's research data is there." Was the data about the monster? Felix smiled. "No need. Our country doesn't do such revolting things." Elliott persisted, saying, "Dr. Zeller, it's more complex than that. There's much you don't know. Trust me, your country will need this data." Left with no choice, Felix headed to the basement with Elliott. No resistance remained, and the surviving guards had fled. After the Cardinals and the monster died, what could they do? "We'll probably encounter a bald old man later
Now that he was certain the experiments involved Malevolent Phantoms, Felix wanted no delays. Though unsure of this Phantom's importance, he would not let the Westorio Order reclaim it. While playing the flute, he watched the old man freeze, clutching his head in agony. Within ten seconds, he collapsed motionless. Elliott stared in disbelief at how easily Felix had handled it. After putting away the flute, Felix rushed out with Elliott. The old man had clearly been a C-tier Malevolent Phantom. The flute alone would not have worked otherwise, without even needing the memorial coins. Later, Elliott explained in the Cadillac, "The Order imprisoned me at Crimson Oak to force my participation in their experiments. When I refused, they waited. They knew I couldn't escape anyway. "I learned much about their work. That old man, who was the Phantom you mentioned, was their test subject. Only a week ago did they achieve what you saw; he could control the monster to attack, though still u
Felix said, "Don't worry, they won't dare chase us." They surely knew it was Felix who raided Crimson Oak Prison, and only those tired of living would pursue him. Felix and Elliott took the same smuggling route Luna had arranged to bring Helena back to Dragonia. Days later, Xena waited with a force similar to Helena's arrival at a Dragonian port. The area was under martial law, which showed how seriously they took Elliott's experimental data involving the Phantoms. It was their highest priority now. "This is Xena, our Phoenix Warlord. Everything's been arranged," Felix explained.After exchanging greetings, Elliott hugged Felix. "Thank you, Dr. Zeller. You changed my fate." While watching Elliott drive away, Felix noticed Xena's hesitation and spoke first. "Go ahead and tell me. It's not like I ever catch a break anyway." Xena looked embarrassed. "Headquarters has a mission, but you just returned. I thought about declining it." For over three years, Felix had devoted himse
Felix had never imagined running into Gerald on the street after all these years. Finally, he had a chance to properly discuss Eloise's situation. This encounter felt so unreal that he had rushed out of the cab without thinking. But when the person turned around slowly, his eyes were filled with confusion. "Who are you?" he asked.Felix stood dumbfounded, at a loss for words. From the cab, the man's side profile and the way he walked matched Gerald exactly. They even shared the same clean-cut hairstyle.But upon seeing his full face now, Felix realized his mistake. The man merely resembled Gerald. "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else." The old man said nothing and walked on. Felix hailed another cab and left. Less than a minute after Felix departed, a burly middle-aged man fell into step beside the old man. "My lord." Without breaking stride, the Ancient Sage spoke. "Did you hear that young man call me Mr. Hoffman?" "Yes. What would you have me do?" The Ancient Sage