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Chapter 138 The Sacrifice of the Deadpool Organization

Chapter 139 The Sacrifice of the Deadpool Organization

Just then, a strong surge of magical energy emanated from ahead.

The air suddenly became thick and sticky, like melted honey, tightly enveloping their bodies.

The invisible pressure descended from above, causing one to suddenly fall into a swamp from which there was no escape.

"Cousin, what happened?" Lin Wan's voice was filled with obvious worry.

"Don't panic."

Zhang Qingzhe tried to calm her down, even though he himself was on edge.

The surrounding situation is deteriorating rapidly.

Deep within the thick, impenetrable fog, one could clearly sense that the already raging beasts were becoming even more frenzied.

They lurk in the fog, constantly launching sneak attacks on the students.

More and more students are unable to withstand this pressure.

They all used the [Escape Card], turning into light and disappearing from their original positions.

As Zhang Qingzhe sensed the unusual [magic element] in the air, a tremor ran through the [magic circuit] within his body.

This feeling—it seems somewhat familiar.

He thought for a moment and suddenly remembered.

By the way, when I confronted that Deadpool member codenamed "Chameleon" before, when he tried to use that strange [Sacrifice Card], a similar unsettling magical fluctuation also emerged.

Could it be that the Deadpool organization is up to something again deep within this thick fog?

Zhang Qingzhe immediately looked up, trying to find the drone patrolling in the air, hoping to use it to make contact with the outside world.

But he soon discovered an even more serious problem—the signals from all the drones seemed unable to penetrate the eerie thick fog.

They fell to the ground one after another, like kites with broken strings.

Zhang Qingzhe frowned and pondered for a moment, then gently patted Lin Wan, who was standing next to him.

"What's coming next could be very dangerous," he said in a low voice. "Use the [Escape Card] to leave first."

"oh----"

Lin Wan first responded subconsciously, then realized what she meant and asked, "What about you, cousin?"

"I'm going to go take a look ahead."

"But cousin, you just said it was very dangerous!"

"It is indeed dangerous."

Zhang Qingzhe did not deny it, "But I have something I need to confirm. Don't worry about me, if things don't look good, I will immediately use the escape card."

His confidence at this moment came from the unused [Disengagement Card] in his card pack.

With this support, he was compelled to go forward and investigate further.

He wanted to see for himself what these persistent Deadpool members were planning this time.

If possible, he even wanted to capture a prisoner and ask him for specific information.

For example, did the chameleon lie in the first place?

Did the Deadpool organization know about the existence of the Lv7 [Necromancer] card?

Zhang Qingzhe made up his mind and took a few steps forward, only to find that Lin Wan was still closely following behind him.

"Hurry up and use the card," he said, stopping in his tracks.

But Lin Wan shook her head, her bright eyes still shining through the mist as she looked at him: "I want to go with you to take a look."

Zhang Qingzhe almost blurted out, "You'll only get in the way," but he swallowed the words back.

Knowing his cousin's stubborn personality, he changed his approach to something more tactful: "This is none of your business. I went there for my own reasons."

"But I'm your cousin!" Lin Wan's tone was unusually serious, with the stubbornness unique to young girls. "If my cousin is in trouble, I should help him too."

The mist flowed silently past the two of them.

When they are apart, they can see the subtle expressions on each other's faces.

When it's thick, the other person's face will become a blurry outline.

However, no matter how the fog changed, the unwavering light in Lin Wan's eyes remained clearly visible.

Zhang Qingzhe felt a sense of helplessness.

It seems we can't get rid of her easily.

He sighed and had no choice but to allow her to continue following him.

The unnatural fog was unusually heavy, and as far as the eye could see, it was all white, making it almost impossible to discern the road ahead.

Zhang Qingzhe could only rely on his faint sense of the fluctuations in magic energy to grope his way forward through the fog.

Lin Wan followed closely behind him, her hand nervously gripping his sleeve, her fingertips slightly cold.

Zhang Qingzhe couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.

This girl usually acts fearless, like a wild wolf.

Unexpectedly, when she actually encountered such a dangerous situation, she became as timid as a frightened puppy, instinctively wanting to find someone to rely on.

Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared in the mist not far ahead.

Zhang Qingzhe initially thought it was a classmate who was also lost, but out of caution, he did not immediately call out to him.

It was the figure of a rather strong man, standing tall and exuding an air of well-trained discipline.

He stood like a cold sculpture, guarding a strange card lying flat on the ground.

It was that card that was constantly emitting magical energy, guiding Zhang Qingzhe here.

"Why did it take you so long to get back?"

The man spoke in Zhang Qingzhe's direction, his voice rough and hoarse.

The fog obscured his vision, and he clearly mistook the two approaching men for his accomplices.

Zhang Qingzhe was slightly taken aback, then responded with a very quick but vague "hmm".

"What an unlucky day!"

The man seemed to be a chatterbox; without waiting for a detailed response, he began to complain to himself, "I thought I could easily handle this job, but I didn't expect to run into so many student interns, making a complete mess of things—"

Lin Wan didn't fully grasp the situation and blurted out instinctively, "Who are you?"

Zhang Qingzhe's heart tightened.

He instantly covered her mouth with his hand, while his other hand quietly reached for the card holder at his waist, ready to fight at any moment.

However, the anticipated crisis did not materialize.

The man in the mist chuckled sinisterly.

"Well done," he said, his voice laced with approval but icy cold, "You actually caught a little girl."

"----Um.

""

Zhang Qingzhe gave a vague reply, his tense nerves relaxing slightly.

Lin Wan's mouth was firmly covered, leaving only her wide-open eyes in shock.

Those beautiful eyes darted uneasily through the mist, filled with confusion and growing worry.

She seemed to finally realize how "stupid" she had asked.

"Ha, this little brat, she looks so silly."

The man in the mist chuckled again, then commanded in an unquestionable tone, "Alright, stop dawdling, bring her here. Perfect, let's sacrifice her."

"A sacrifice?"

Even with her mouth covered, those two words still stung Lin Wan like cold needles, making her shiver all over.

Her usual boldness was ultimately built within the ivory tower of "safety".

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