Chapter 177 A Possibility
The battle came suddenly, but it was also within expectations.
Ambush, attack.
Whatever.
This must be the last desperate battle of the Qinglin team.
Located at the back of the team, even though there was a distance between them, Moyu could clearly feel the fluctuations of telekinesis transmitted from the front.
The aura with the strongest presence was undoubtedly Netero's.
After the battle began, this top-level telekinesis user showed his full strength without leaving any room for error.
"Don't leave, stay here and wait for instructions."
Kangzai looked at the golden light flashing from the depths of the fog, stopped his steps, and blocked Moyu with his arms.
Moyu was stopped by Kangzai and could only stand still.
He felt a little regretful that he could not participate in it.
But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, the combat power of the Hunter Association was too terrible. It was simply a situation of too many monks and too little porridge. There was no room for a small shrimp like him to intervene.
Kangzai was also a person who felt the same regret as him.
Although Kangzai wanted to rush over to join the battle, in order to ensure Moyu's safety, he could only suppress his fighting spirit and honestly perform his duties here.
Fiona stared at the movement in the depths of the fog without saying a word.
The battle lasted for a while, and finally the smoke cleared and returned to peace.
"Is it over..."
Moyu's eyes were calm.
The battle lasted longer than he expected.
In this way, the comprehensive combat performance of the Qinglin team cannot be underestimated. Despite the heavy losses, they can still hold on for such a long time.
Buzz——
Kangzai's mobile phone, which he had taken in advance, made a slight sound. He lowered his head and glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, and then said: "We found Davidson, let's go over."
The result of the battle was not mentioned in the words, probably because he felt that the battle was over, so there was no need to say anything more.
Moyu didn't want to ask any more questions, and walked forward in silence.
After a while.
They came to the place where the battle was.
The surroundings were filled with thick fog, and the ground was bumpy and in a mess.
Some members of the Hunter Association were responsible for the aftermath and cleaned up the battlefield around.
Some were responsible for moving the bodies to a place, and some were carefully handling small equipment suspected to be explosives.
Kangzai did not stop here, and motioned Moyu and Fiona to follow.
They walked for about five minutes.
The three of them came to a seemingly hidden cave, and bright lights shone out of the cave.
Kangzai strode into the cave first.
Moyu and Fiona followed closely behind.
The cave was quite spacious, with various lamps placed around, and the light released filled the cave.
Moyu noticed that there were several people in the cave holding an instrument that looked like a detection device, detecting something around.
Without paying too much attention, he looked away from them and turned to look at the deepest part of the cave.
There stood a square glass cover about half the size of a basketball court.
Davidson, the target of the Hunter Association, was inside the glass cover, sitting on a sofa with an expressionless face.
The surface of the glass cover exudes a faint yellow luster, which is obviously a product blessed by "telekinesis".
And on the ground around the glass cover, there are obscure and difficult-to-understand square characters engraved one by one.
It's the word "God"...
Moyou glanced at the completely incomprehensible characters, and then looked at Davidson in the glass cover.
The man who created the "swamp man" was dressed in a decent silver suit, and his long silver hair and gloomy face revealed an atmosphere of strangers not being able to approach.
Next to the sofa, there is a small round table.
There is a bottle of red wine on the table.
Davidson held the red wine glass in his hand and took a sip with an expressionless face, as if he couldn't see the people in the cave.
In fact.
Davidson, who was in the glass cover, really couldn't see the people in the cave.
Because this glass cover should be a kind of telepathic space.
It can provide a certain degree of protection for the people inside, but the people inside can't see the situation outside, while the people outside can clearly see the situation inside.
The word "God" spread around the glass cover reinforces the strength of this telepathic space.
Pyon came to Moyu and explained the information to him.
Moyu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
From beginning to end, he had been looking at Davidson in the glass cover.
He was a little curious about what this man had experienced to create the "swamp man" ability?
What is certain is that this man is completely disappointed with this world, and his heart must be filled with an indescribable sense of world-weariness.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to create the ability of "swamp man".
And in a sense, the essence of Swamp Man's ability is completely comparable to the disaster from the Dark Continent.
So it is difficult to determine whether this ability is related to the Dark Continent.
Time passed slowly.
Ten minutes later, the Hunter Association broke the glass cover space enhanced by the "God Word".
As the glass cover collapsed and shattered, the man who had been sitting on the sofa sipping red wine finally responded to the people in the cave.
"48 minutes and 32 seconds."
Davidson gently placed the red wine glass on the round table, calmly looked at the many professional hunters headed by Netero, and reported a meaningless time in a steady tone.
At this moment, the instruments held by several association members made a series of rapid and sharp sounds.
"President!"
The members of the association were stunned at first, and then looked at Netero in panic.
Netero did not react, just stroked his beard and looked at Davidson calmly.
Potter White stood beside Netero and took action after hearing the sharp sound of the instrument.
As a three-star terrorist hunter, he was very familiar with the various bombs often used by terrorists, including the "Poor Man's Rose" bomb, which was banned and had great power.
No matter what kind of bomb it was, once used by terrorists, it would inevitably become a problem that even big countries would have a headache about.
But Potter White was a three-star hunter who specialized in dealing with such problems.
So even without hearing Netero's verbal instructions, Potter White took action immediately.
This was his duty.
Swish——!
Potter White flashed behind Davidson and controlled Davidson at the fastest speed.
Afterwards, he used extremely exquisite control skills to infiltrate some telekinesis into Davidson's body and implemented a "disabled" state for any hidden dangerous objects.
Davidson did not react to Porter Bai's sudden move, and seemed not to care about the current situation of the killing weapon being countered.
Or rather.
The killing weapon hidden under the surface is not important at all.
"11 minutes and 27 seconds, this is the time I have left, and what you want to do and what you can do is meaningless to me."
Davidson looked directly at the people in front of him, and there was no ripple in his tone: "You can only wait for 'some possibility' to happen in front of you."
Hearing Davidson's declaration-like words, everyone led by Netero had different reactions.
They realized that --
Davidson was dying.
This disaster-like man bet the so-called possibility on the thought of after death?
Davidson's expression was so cold that he seemed not human, and his eyes suddenly looked at Moyu who was behind the crowd.
"It's you..."
He stared at Moyu, and his eyes with a strong sense of death revealed a hint of hostility.
Moyu looked up to meet Davidson's gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised.
The professional hunters present all noticed Davidson's strange behavior and couldn't help but look at Moyu.
For a moment.
Many eyes fell on Moyu.