Underground lair, at the arch.

"Rumble..."

The entire underground lair was shaking violently, and densely packed earth and rocks fell from the top of the lair, falling on Nitro and the Phantom Troupe.

"Hoo ho ho... there's such a big movement." Nitro calmly found a place to hide from the falling rocks and looked at Nobu and Mo Laowu, "Such a big movement will definitely cause those...

Mimicry’s crazy attack.”

"Let's take this moment to find the super-large mimic that Nobu saw just now."

"Um."

Nobu and Mo Laowu nodded.

At this time, there were only three of them at the arch. The members of the Phantom Troupe had already retreated when they received the notice, and now they have run along the tunnel to the suburbs.

Hundreds of kilometers away, underground in the suburbs, members of the Phantom Troupe were running in what looked like a man-made underground passage.

Their speed is not very fast, it can only be regarded as the running speed of normal people.

Three hours have passed since we retreated from the arch to here.

After three hours of running, their physical strength was almost exhausted. No one could maintain high speed in a place like 300 meters underground.

"It's not good, this movement."

The knight who was retreating looked back and could faintly feel the vibrations coming from the ground, as well as the falling soil above his head.

"I'm really unwilling to retreat like this."

Nobunaga looked unwilling and had to retreat without even seeing the monster's face.

"Hahahaha, there's nothing we can do about it, we're still very weak now." Wo Jin naturally told the truth, "Leave that kind of monster's lair to the people behind Ma Qi."

"whispering sound."

Finks curled his lips, his face also filled with unwillingness.

"If you are not willing to give in, try to make yourself stronger."

Feitan was also unwilling to give in, but after last night's battle, he knew that his strength was far from being a true telekinesis master.

As for the rest of them, their expressions were calm and they followed Chrollo's retreat without saying a word. The only route for them to retreat was the cave leading to Soya Street.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Chrollo, who was leading the team, stopped and raised his right hand to signal everyone to stop.

"What's wrong?"

Madge stood beside Chrollo and asked.

"There's someone in front."

Chrollo stared warily at the dark space ahead.

The members of the Phantom Troupe were immediately on alert, secretly adjusting their status and preparing for battle.

"My circle is ten meters and thirty centimeters, and you are just within my range of perception."

Chrollo stated the range of his circle in a calm tone, telling the other party that he had been exposed.

"Human?" Pikenota frowned, "But that place has been blocked by the military."

Paknoda's voice echoed in the cave, but there was still no response in the darkness ahead.

At this time, there was no other sound in the underground passage except for their own breathing.

Even so, no one had the idea to go and test it out. They were all waiting for the person hidden in the darkness to be unable to restrain himself and show up on his own initiative.

"round?"

Finally, a rich man's voice sounded from the darkness ahead, followed by a faint sound of footsteps, and appeared in the sight of Chrollo and the others.

"I see, you are a telepathic person among humans."

The person who came was wearing a burgundy suit. He was estimated to be forty years old. He had a hunched head and white gloves with special patterns on both hands. He looked like a Western aristocrat in every move he made.

"Humans? It seems they are infected."

Chrollo frowned immediately when he heard this, his mind energy surged in his hand, and his ability was activated.

"I didn't expect that we still have to fight." Nobunaga held the handle of the sword with his right hand and pulled out the sword from his waist. "I happened to be unhappy and I used you to vent my anger."

"There is nothing we can do."

Maggie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Dense white threads gradually appeared on her body, and the others quickly entered a fighting state.

"Oh~? Do you want to fight me?"

The man in a burgundy suit raised his right hand and rubbed it on his chin, looking at them all with a smile on his face, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

Just like humans squatting on the ground watching the fight of ants, that kind of contempt in their eyes.

"You actually look down on us." Nobunaga took a step forward and stood in front of everyone in the brigade with Wojin, "Although I don't know what level of infected you are, we are not the kind of people who will be caught obediently.

Domestic cat in hand."

The man in the suit remained silent, but raised his chin slightly and looked at them with a smile in his eyes.

The corner of Nobunaga's mouth twitched slightly. He had just spoken beautifully, but in fact, he was beating a drum in his heart.

The two sides stood face to face, Nobunaga Okin's face was solemn, trying not to show any flaws in himself.

But the other party didn't care at all about what thoughts and plans they had, and still stood there and looked at them with contempt, and even looked at one of them carefully.

"Hmm~!"

Accompanied by a "hum" sound of exerting force, Nobunaga raised his right foot, strode forward, and slashed straight at the front of the man in the suit with the sword in his hand.

"Whoa!"

The man in the suit moved his feet slightly and moved his shoulder to one side to easily avoid the oncoming knife. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to grab Nobunaga's neck.

Nobunaga's face was expressionless. This was an expected mistake.

Facing the attack from the man in the suit, his upper body fell to the ground along with the missed knife, causing the opponent's attempt to grab his neck with one hand to fail.

"Ha~!" As Nobunaga fell down, Wo Jin jumped up high behind Nobunaga, and a large amount of red thought energy gathered in his right fist to blast towards the man in the suit.

"Super Destruction Punch!"

Wo Jin directly used his special move and punched it down.

The man in the suit rolled his eyes and turned to Wo Jin, who had punched him. His outstretched right arm suddenly bent inward abnormally and blocked his chest.

"Bang!"

In the dark underground space, a loud noise exploded instantly, and strong airflow blew to both sides of the passage.

"Um!?"

A punch fell, and Wo Jin's eyes widened.

The opponent actually blocked his special move effortlessly with only one hand and in an unnatural posture, while holding his fist firmly in the palm of his hand.

The man in a suit noticed the surprise in Wo Jin's eyes and raised his lips with disdain.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly a flash of sword light flashed by, and the man in the suit felt a light on his waist, and his eyes began to move.

He held Wo Jin's fist in one hand, and his upper body began to fall backward from the waist up.

"Crack!"

But Wojin didn't intend to give up. He opened his pinched fist, held the man in the suit's palm with his backhand and pulled his upper body back as he fell backwards.

"One more shot!"

Wo Jin grinned, raised his free left hand to make a fist, and once again gathered a large amount of red thought energy.

In the underground passage, a bright red light flashed.
Chapter completed!