My Cell Prison-Chapter 1172 - 1171: Powerful

When Han Dong had stayed in the front yard area of Gorin Hotel for a long time.

A hunched old man, his shoulders bearing black candles and wrapped in a cloak, approached in a floating manner.

Drip, drip~ Black tar continuously dripped from his body.

"I have long heard of the great name of the Bishop of The Black Moon, but this is my first time seeing you... I did not expect you to be so ’young.’

I am the current chairman of Gorin Hotel, Filson Gorin."

As he spoke, a tar-covered hand stretched out from his robe.

Han Dong did not hesitate either and decisively shook hands with him.

Through such contact, he evaluated the "level" of this Filson.

Ancestor Return also had its ’depths.’

Like the Count, who was at a very shallow level, and Maritzis, who had already achieved Ancestor Return, aided by Han Dong in completing a fate event plus Watching the Wall at the stone temple, had reached ’medium deep.’

And the hotel chairman in front of him—Filson Gorin—had reached the depth of "deep," and was moving forward to Construct Mythology.

However, his age was also extremely high, at least several hundred years old.

Filson had long passed the prime time of Construct Mythology, and the aged him could no longer achieve Mythic Body through self-breakthrough.

"No wonder he would give up the entire hotel business and put all bets on Pope," Han Dong could probably understand his psychology.

This was similar to some of the aged professors at school back then, who had reached a huge bottleneck in their academic field and could not possibly breakthrough in their lifetime... When an opportunity arose, they would seize it even if the cost was death.

Filson asked more amicably, "Does Lord Bishop also want to get involved?"

Han Dong quickly waved his hand, "No, I just want to stay and watch..."

"Okay, to share such a moment with Lord Bishop is also my honor... Please step back a bit, sir, I am about to initiate a very dangerous ritual."

"Okay."

Due to the advice from the Black Night Priest, Han Dong needed to report the special situation occurring at Gorin Hotel.

After reporting to the nearby church, Han Dong hurried back to the hotel, taking this opportunity to observe the powers of the Element.

Especially Pope’s related abilities.

Han Dong wanted to know what kind of offensive methods Pope would use. Han Dong’s Void Ability could only be used for teleportation and transfer.

Just as Han Dong, along with Swollen Doctor, jumped onto and sat on the hotel’s outer wall.

The hotel’s front and rear yard areas were already covered with "black tar," and even the building’s body was slowly dissolving into a tar-like state... A large formation made up of bones buried deep in the tar.

"Hmm! Was this hotel prepared a long time ago? Also right... as the center of events, London City, the owner also considered that the Second Element might join the game."

Such a scene greatly piqued Han Dong’s interest.

Feeling the formation in front of him, Han Dong could sense the danger himself.

At that moment, Han Dong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, coming from the Talent Tree... discovering the consciousness of the Count kicking at the Talent Tree.

Han Dong then remembered that he had cut off the Count’s sound transmission and hurriedly reconnected.

"You dare to cut off this Count’s consciousness transmission! Do you still want my assistance?"

"Pope has a unique brain structure., and because of my relationship with Green, he and I might become enemies... With the secrets of the manor exposed, Count, you being my ’Second Consciousness,’ it’s necessary to keep this hidden.

This trump card of yours might become a weapon against Pope."

Han Dong spoke earnestly, blocking the Count simply because he was too noisy.

But such an explanation energized the Count, especially being called a ’trump card.’

"Trump card? Cough cough... This Count reluctantly forgives you.

I want to take a close look at the scene in front of us. Quickly share the [View] with me.

This undying old fellow dares to put a heavy hand on two Element Bodies... Indeed, it is rumored that demons trapped in Ancestor Return for years would gradually fall into madness due to their excessive longing for what lies behind the doors."

"Hmm."

Saying this.

Immediately, through the effect of the G virus, a large eyeball grew from the end of his right arm so that the Count could watch independently.

Han Dong also tried discussing the current situation with the Count, "Chairman Filson, having deeply returned to Ancestor Body and with long-term preparation and geographical advantage, should pose a threat to the two Element Bodies, right? Count, what do you think?"

"Threat? Are you stupid?"

"If you replace the two people in front of you with Green and Hop, do you think there would be a threat? What is Element? Even among the Demon Group, they can be called monsters."

"Moreover... we are highly unlikely to see Pope’s performance."

"Just Hyde Darius alone is enough."

Han Dong didn’t say anything more and watched the impending battle intently.

Meanwhile, Chairman Filson still held an ancient book of darkness in his hand... currently muttering the text on the scroll, the hotel area’s formation was also quickly activated under the influence of the words.

At this moment, an ethereal voice emanated from within the hotel:

"Um? The chant you are performing, is it the dark Secret Text left from ancient times? The scroll in your hand seems to have a great collectible value..."

The voice, coming from Pope, sounded exceptionally relaxed.

This also made Filson quicken his chant, trying to complete it as fast as possible.

"’Black Focus’"

Completely disregarding the staff of Element in the hotel building who were holding back Green and Hop, he directly activated Black Magic... or perhaps these staff were part of the formation itself.

The moment the artifices drove the activation of the formation.

The entire hotel transformed into a black tar that could easily dissolve the body and soul, continuously contracting inward.

The flowing tar in the surrounding area of the hotel also simultaneously flowed back inward.

At the center of Array Eyes formed a "Black Focus," drawing all that tar toward the center for a higher temperature smelting... any material caught in the tar would experience this process too.

Several minutes passed.

The area occupied by Gorin Hotel had been reduced to level ground, with only the perimeter wall structure remaining,

and at the very center, two black wax figures remained... the figures exactly corresponding to Hyde and Pope.

Logically speaking,

any living beings caught in the Black Focus should have been completely dissolved, and the souls should have been dispersed and mixed in the tar.

However,

Chairman Filson, feeling something, was continuously sweating tar all over his body due to nervousness.

At the same time, three thick layers of sticky tar walls suddenly rose from the ground, trying to block something.

Whoosh!

A stream of Waterline shot out from the wax figure corresponding to Hyde.

It instantly pierced through the thick tar walls and struck Filson’s right arm... Snap! The entire right arm burst like a water-inflated balloon.

The stream of Waterline continued its flight, piercing through the perimeter wall where Han Dong was sitting, and even penetrated five buildings within London City before turning into a regular liquid and splashing onto the ground.

Right after,

the wax figures shattered.

A Fishman’s arm, covered in colorful scales (enlarged), swiftly stretched out, immune to the magic, and snatched up Filson who caused all of this, ignoring the tar.

This claw was filled with anger.

Why didn’t Hyde Darius show up from within the wax figure?

It’s because his special body had sustained some damage during the recent tar refining process... and as a being of supreme honor, he felt immense rage about his injuries.

Just as he prepared to deliver a death blow,

a streak of starlight suddenly struck, separating the Fishman’s arm and Filson.

Due to the cloak melting in the tar, Pope appeared in front of Filson as a flawless ’Starlight body,’ gently took the black scroll from his hands, transformed it into a page of normal proportions, and stored it in the bookshelf hanging on his body.

"I’ll take this ancient page... It’s such a pity! Because the latter half of your chant was hurried, it affected the overall efficacy and stability of the artifice.

Especially in such a large-scale refining ceremony, the uneven heat distribution during contraction greatly reduced the effect. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Otherwise, we might really have been at a disadvantage.

... keep trying!"

Pope patted Chairman Filson’s shoulder twice in a friendly manner, then softly shouted, "Hyde, let’s go!"

Boom!

The wax figures exploded.

An extremely terrifying Fishman landed next to Pope... but still restrained his killing intent, and left the area of Gorin Hotel together.