CHAPTER 322

“They’re not ordinary, but do they think that the barrier will go away if I lose my consciousness?” Ulmer stepped out of the building and raised his hand.

All the gas was collected into his palm and got compressed into a spinning ball of solid mass. He flicked it and sent it flying through the barrier, and it fell in the opposite building, where a few people in tight black clothing like mummies were all lying in wait.

The ball hit the floor and burst into gas once again.

“Shit!” they all ran away in different directions as fast they could and managed to escape from the gas, inhaling it as little as possible.

Soon, all of them gathered on the rooftop of that seven-floored apartment. There were just five of them.

“Who are you guys?” Ulmer appeared on the rooftop in a flash, with his hands placed behind his back.

He could see the number C103 on all their foreheads.

[I think they’re from Crimia.] Dove said.

“What’s that?”

[The underground city that’s beneath the Bronich city.]

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