C743 Night of Soul Shock
C743 Night of Soul Shock
Out of the scimitar's thoughts, this was the kind of night that he liked the most. Well, to be more accurate, it should be this late at night.
Following the information given by the organization, he looked at the stainless steel door in front of him and said, "The things above should be here."
He looked around and took out a 10-centimeter small scimitar from his pocket. Then, he inserted it into the opening of the lock.
There was a soft snap, and the door was unlocked.
The scimitar lightly opened the outer door.
He had used the scimitar to open the wooden door.
He carefully pushed open the crack and inserted the dagger into it. Two seconds later, he was inside.
No difficulty at all.
The reason why it was called the scimitar was because he used it to travel.
Those who died under his scimitar all had double digits. As for the difficulties he encountered, they were not worth mentioning in front of him.
The mission this time was no exception; it would definitely be a perfect one. As for the colleagues who met with mishap last time, that was because they were not as skilled as others.
He had already memorized the building blueprints in his mind, so even if there was only a faint moonlight that was shining in, he would still be able to smoothly enter.
"Strange, why is the temperature here so strange?"
The scimitar frowned as it felt hot and cold at times.
Glancing at the closed door of the master's room, he quietly made his way to the balcony.
According to the organization, the treasure was on the balcony.
It seemed to be a plant, like a potted plant?
He stretched out his hand and touched the potted plant. Grass?
Yes, it seems to be a stalk of grass.
Overjoyed, he pulled it out and put it all into the empty bag that he had prepared earlier.
"Done."
It was too easy. There was no challenge at all.
The scimitar turned around and went back the way it came. Since he had obtained the treasure, this mission could be considered as completed.
What he needed to do now was to leave this place.
Quietly as before, he walked slowly back. When he returned to the living room, his body paused.
It was that strange feeling again. It was hot but it started to get cold. It was cold and it started to get hot.
More importantly, the scimitar discovered that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult for him to take a step forward.
A heavy pressure suddenly exploded and pressed down on him.
If he wanted to resist, he simply couldn't. His entire body's strength was exhausted, but he was still unable to deal with the pressure.
What was going on? What was going on?
All the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and the feeling of heat and cold was getting worse and worse.
Suddenly, a red and white object appeared before his eyes. It was dazzling to the eye with a flash.
This... What is this?
The whole living room was shocked by this strange light, especially when it was hot and cold.
Suddenly, he remembered a senior's reminder before he left. He had to pay attention to this room as there was a ghost.
This strange atmosphere made everyone panic. He really wanted to close his eyes, but that red and white light had penetrated deep into his mind.
At the same time that he was unable to move, his heart began to beat even faster as the light flashed.
Slowly, faster and faster.
The fear was also deepening as the flickering light turned into countless ghostly hands that grabbed at his neck.
Don't... Don't ah...
The scimitar who had always been omnipotent finally realized at this moment why there was a ghost in this room.
Ah … I want to go home...