Chapter 445 - Falca
As the light died down, those protected by Bogula’s power finally reopened their eyes.
“My my… home, at last,” Shadow spoke beside Angor and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “This is the central teleport station. What a mouthful, right? We should call it the bird nest cause, you see, it really looks like one!”
Angor didn’t reply since he couldn’t see the general design of the building yet. He only inspected his surroundings out of curiosity.
The place was pretty large as far as he could see, about half the size of Tree Spirit Plaza. The farthest wall was about 500 meters away. Countless blue barriers scattered about the great hall and a screen above his head displayed all kinds of information, which was mostly relevant to the activation of portals. They showed clues such as newly activated portals and orders for waiters to accept the visitors.
There was also information about portals that would be opened a moment later. Those who wished to travel through them had to get registered at the service counter.
It was only a tiny part of the city, and yet, Angor already sensed the magnificence of the entire place.
He never saw such organized digitalization anywhere before. Superior machine-alchemy technologies allowed the city to operate in such a unique style.
Angor felt something just clicked in his mind. He really wanted to see what else the great city had to offer.
Angor quickly got rid of his dumbstruck expression when he realized Bogula just spoke to him. It was the first thing Bogula said to him after the incident with Isabella, and the man was already getting straight to the point.
“I don’t need anything,” said Angor with a blank expression.
Bogula cast a passionate look at Angor. His serpentine tongue almost reached Angor’s ears. “Then I’ll be waiting for you to ask. Jajaja…”
The man leaped into the air. “Diablo, bring everyone back to my base. EVERYONE.”
With that, his body vanished.
“Don’t worry. I’ll get you away,” Shadow comforted Angor.
Someone chuckled behind him. It was the man in black again.
“Diablo… Did you perhaps, just become a lot more considerate to people?” he said in a dragging and uncertain voice, which sounded extremely unpleasant.
“Are you perhaps expecting a beat-up, huh? Falca?”
Shadow approached the strange character while lifting his sleeves as if they were two street thugs who were about to brawl.
Falca took a step back. A number of bats emerged from behind his back and hovered in the air. “I happen to want to figure out whether you live up to your title.”
Falca was one level weaker than Shadow, but he didn’t show fear in the least.
Before Shadow could display his own tricks, Falca already ordered his bats to lunge at Shadow.
Shadow remained motionless with a smile.
When Falca wondered what his opponent was up to, he suddenly heard a strange, mechanical voice speaking beside his ear, “*Beep* *Beep* Combat-level energy detected.”
An eyeball locked up inside a metal case floated above Falca’s head. “Nature of energy: a summoning array. Please halt your action at once, sir, or you’ll be placed on our expellee list.”
Falca pointed a finger at Shadow in shock. “But he was the one—”
Shadow was doing nothing more than tidying up his clothes. “Come on, I’m just trying to look better. I’m not fighting anyone. Hey, Rune Monitor, remember his face and make sure you kick his a*s the next time he does something stupid.”
Falca’s eyebrows stood on end due to his rage. He realized that Shadow already noticed a Rune Monitor was present; that was why the man pretended he wanted to fight.
Now that the Rune Monitor already recorded Falca’s act, more of them would keep their “eyes” on his actions from now on.
“You—” Falca pointed between Shadow and Angor with a trembling finger. “I’ll deal with you both later!”
You both? What the f*ck?
Angor wasn’t sure what just happened.
Shadow waited until the Rune Monitor floated away before he placed a hand on Angor’s shoulder. “Well, I didn’t mean to do it since you said no, but he was bugging ME back there so… guess I had to teach him a lesson.”