Chapter 622

Chapter 443: Explosion

On the northern bank of Conquer Sea, in Trua.

At night, a large manor at the edge of Trua city was illuminated with bright lights, and the entire manor was bustling with activity.

Due to an unexpected situation, the members of the Dark Gold Society received orders for an urgent evacuation. The entire Dark Gold Society’s power in Trua started to become busy in the middle of the night. They had to prepare everything tonight and leave by train early the next morning.

In the bustling manor, a man named Barna, dressed in black, was walking quickly down the corridor. His gaze was serious as he carried a large cloth bag in his hand, constantly looking around while moving forward.

He quickened his pace, climbed up several flights of stairs, and quickly arrived on the third floor of the manor. After wandering around for a while, he saw a servant running towards him from the other end of the corridor. As they passed each other, the servant slightly bowed and asked:

“Mr. Barna, do you know where Mr. Bengochiel is?”

“Hmm… What do you want with him?” Looking at the servant of the Dark Gold Society, Barna was momentarily stunned, then instead of answering directly, he asked back. The servant also stopped and replied to Barna:

“Oh, actually, it’s nothing much. I mainly wanted to ask about how to deal with the remaining puppets in the basement. There are still more than ten left, and time is tight. It would be difficult to move them all at once. I’m going to ask Mr. Bengochiel if we should handle them now to avoid any trouble.”

The servant told Barna, listening to which, Barna pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Hmm… This issue does deserve some attention. Actually, I was planning to find Mr. Bengochiel myself. Come with me.”

“Yes, thank you, Mr. Barna.”

The servant responded accordingly and followed Barna as he continued walking in a certain direction.

Soon after, Barna came to an empty room. The servant behind him followed in. Once inside, the servant looked around the room and found that Bengochiel wasn’t there, feeling puzzled, he turned to Barna and asked:

“Mr. Barna, what are we doing…”

Before the servant could finish, Barna, who had been facing away from him, suddenly turned around and pointed a g*n straight at the servant’s head. Before the servant could react, Barna pulled the trigger. With a loud gunshot, the b*llet from the g*n pierced through the servant’s forehead, and he fell to the ground, eyes wide open.

The gunshot echoed throughout the manor, and Barna immediately shot the servant dead. Then, without hesitation, he grabbed several yellow cylindrical objects tied together from his cloth bag and threw them beside the fallen servant. Immediately afterward, he flipped out of the window that had been opened beforehand, landing on the ground outside the manor. He quickly re-entered the manor and ran back to the third floor. At the same time, the body that had fallen on the floor in the room on the third floor began to stir slowly. Picking up the explosives thrown on the ground, the body hid the explosives under its clothes and lay on the ground again.

The busy manor was completely shaken by the sudden gunshot. People from various places rushed towards the source of the gunshot. Barna also joined the crowd and hurriedly headed for the third floor. On the way, he encountered a middle-aged man named Falor. Seeing him, Barna anxiously asked:

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. The gunshot came from upstairs. We should hurry up and check!”

Falor said as he and Barna quickly ran upstairs. Soon, they reached the scene of the incident. Several figures had gathered at the door of the room, including the elderly Bengochiel and his young attendant Alaurio. They, along with several other servants, were solemnly looking at the scene inside the room.

“What happened here, Mr. Bengochiel?” Barna and Falor asked together as they approached the door of the room. Alaurio, standing beside him, answered Barna’s question.

“Somebody was shot… We’ve been invaded, someone snuck in.”

“What…” Listening to Alaurio’s words, Barna and Falor looked at the scene inside the room in shock. Then they saw the body of the servant lying on the ground, unable to believe their eyes.

Seeing this situation, Bengochiel, leaning on his cane, turned his stern face toward Barna and spoke directly:

“We’ve been exposed. You were being followed when you came back. Those guys deliberately let you come back!”

“Followed… Impossible, I used my abilities frequently on the way here. There shouldn’t have been any chance of being followed. Could this be…”

Facing the gathering gazes, Barna defended himself. Just then, everyone’s attention shifted to Barna. The corpse on the ground began to stir.

As everyone’s attention briefly diverted, the corpse on the ground started moving again. As if it had been prepared, it suddenly stood up from the ground and rushed towards the crowd gathered at the door. Something seemed to be clutched in the clothes in his arms.

The movement of the servant’s corpse immediately drew everyone’s attention back. When they saw the corpse rushing towards them, they couldn’t help but widen their eyes, instinctively wanting to step back.

At this moment, Barna, whose expression had been tense, suddenly became grim. At this critical moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Falor and Alaurio, who were trying to retreat, using extraordinary strength to shield them in front of him. This sudden change made Falor and Alaurio instinctively try to break free. However, the servant’s corpse had already rushed to their front. Under the microscopically imperceptible current, the explosives clutched by the servant’s corpse were detonated.

“Boom!!!”

A violent explosion erupted right at the entrance of the room on the third floor, with dazzling light and intense shock waves bursting forth, spreading outward. The corridor and the room at the center of the explosion were filled with flames. Instantly, all the windows on the third floor shattered, and countless debris, black smoke, and dust spewed out. The glass downstairs was shattered, and the ground trembled slightly. The loud noise in the night startled barking dogs nearby.

After the explosion, the entire manor was shrouded in thick smoke. The origin of the explosion had turned into a chaotic ruin. Walls collapsed, ceilings and floors caved in, and a large area on the third floor and roof collapsed onto the second floor. Broken bricks scattered everywhere, and the bodies of the servants were buried under the rubble and collapsed ceilings. One-third of the manor instantly turned into ruins, with damage concentrated on the second and third floors.

In the ruins of the manor, amidst a pile of broken tiles, an elderly figure slowly stood up. Bengochiel’s outer clothing was almost entirely torn apart, covered in grime, his angry eyes filled with resentment.

Not far from the center of the explosion, he had almost directly faced the powerful impact. The people around him earlier had turned into scattered broken limbs, while Bengochiel’s body only had a few barely noticeable fine cracks.

“Cursed… We were tricked, Alaurio! Get up, those still alive!”