Kill the Sun - Chapter 260

Chapter 260 260 – The Prison

When all the wares were loaded into the wagon, the caravan turned around and traveled out of the Inner City.

In the Outer City, they followed one of the major roads towards the south.

The leading man of the caravan looked a bit to the west, and he saw a couple of big buildings.

Yet, one of them was quite a bit taller than all the other ones.

With his powerful senses, he could read the sign of the distant building.

Dark Dream.

"We're going to continue traveling tomorrow," the leading man declared. The other people in the caravan just nodded and started talking to each other before they split up to look at the city.

The leading man went into the huge wagon and looked at the distant building of Dark Dream.

His eyes were scanning the entrance of the building at all times.

As soon as the target appeared, he would get it.

He had been on this mission for over a year now, and he looked forward to going back to his normal routine.

However, some minutes later, something unexpected happened.

The man looked towards the gate of the Inner City.

Just now, a young blue-haired man walked out of the gate.

And by the looks of things, he was walking right towards the caravan.

Even more, the distant young man looked directly at the man in the silver armor inside the huge wagon.

The silver man noticed that and furrowed his brows.

A Specialist?

What did a Specialist want from him? This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.

Well, with luck, the Specialist wanted to join them.

The blue-haired man stopped about five meters away from the wagon and looked at it with a smile.

One of the Specialists of the caravan noticed that and rudely stepped between the blue-haired man and the wagon.

"Hey! You're not allowed to be here!" he reprimanded.

The blue-haired man didn't even turn to the Specialist.

Instead, he just looked at the wagon.

The more powerful and numerous the people were, the more Zephyx it gained.

With its incredible illusion powers, it traveled from city to city, acting like a trading caravan.

The ten people traveling with the wagon were all illusions.

And how did it hide from the sensors in every city?

The Zephyx crystals.

Naturally, the sensors always alerted the city that something with a lot of Zephyx was moving through the gate.

The only thing the Prison had to do was to show the crystals.

Obviously, the crystals were the reason for the alarm.

Like this, the Prison traveled from city to city, and whenever it saw a good target, it would consume it, which would end up with the target being trapped inside one of the cells of its abdomen.

And to make sure that nobody connected the disappearances with the caravan, the Prison left an illusion of said person behind for a couple of days.

Lastly, it was also one of Envy's most powerful servants.

"Why should I care?" the Prison repeated, its voice dark and metallic.

"I am a servant of Lord Envy, general of the almighty Famine!"

"Crawl back to wherever you came from!" the Prison shouted with its metallic voice.

"You have barely reached the fifth level. While you might be powerful in this little city of yours, your power is worthless in the wider world," the Prison said.

"I am a servant of Lord Envy, general of the almighty Famine!"

"Crawl back to wherever you came from!" the Prison shouted with its metallic voice.

"And be glad that I am not forcing you to become my servant right now!"

Silence.

But then, all the mouths started to grin and laugh.

"Lord Envy," the mouths said.

"Almighty Famine."

"True, I am far weaker than any of those."

"I am even weaker than you."

"But this is my city!"