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Chapter 402 - 368: Martin’s Wrongful Death

Chapter 402: Chapter 368: Martin’s Wrongful Death

"Ran away?"

Old Li glanced at Martin’s silhouette and hesitated for a moment before deciding not to pursue him.

To be fair,

although the kid had disgusted him greatly by defecating randomly in the room, he hadn’t committed any unforgivable crimes.

Moreover, Old Li still had to thank him for bringing the urn, without which he wouldn’t have had this opportunity for revenge today.

Not only that, when the curator wanted to pursue, Old Li stopped him.

"Let’s settle all our new and old scores today, you old immortal!"

"Then bring it, you think I have no ace in the hole?!"

The Night Watchman remained silent, but clearly sided with the curator.

Martin, who had already sprinted into the secret passage, couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief upon hearing the voices outside and began to feel smug.

"Good, good, good, I didn’t expect Bao Lebin to have some conscience and stop them for me..."

Martin’s departure divided the livestream viewers into joy and sorrow.

[Beautiful! Didn’t I say Martin was the chosen one?]

[What are you talking about? Weren’t you just saying he was doomed?]

[Ugh! So annoying, right at the climax of a thrilling group battle, now who will broadcast live for us with Martin gone!]

Many people felt uneasy, their appetites whetted, and war correspondent Martin had just slipped away.

[Be human, would he have survived if he stayed?]

[What do you mean, surviving by entering the secret passage? Buddy, haven’t you forgotten what’s at the end of the secret passage?]

[What is it?]

Clearly, not everyone had witnessed the connection between the secret passage and the giant spider in Jiang Xiao’s livestream.

The passage here hadn’t collapsed.

Martin walked steadily for over half an hour, but there still seemed no end in sight.

The passage was dark, lit only by some dim lights providing limited illumination, and not knowing what lay at the end, Martin instinctually stopped.

Continuing seemed frightening.

Going back...

No matter which side won, returning would probably mean a death sentence for Martin.

If Bao Lebin won, even if he didn’t kill him, it didn’t mean those ghastly faces would spare him.

If the curator won, Martin’s death would probably be more miserable than Old Li’s had been.

"Better keep moving forward, unknown indeed, but maybe it hides the secret to getting through?"

True to his Special Forces background, Martin had nerves of steel and quickly adjusted his mood to continue forward.

Just as he decided to keep moving forward, a rustling sound came from ahead of him.

Something there?

The passage was large enough, but Martin didn’t know if there were any hideaways nearby, so he stuck to one side of the wall, trying to avoid whatever was approaching.

’Rustle, rustle, rustle...’

The sound was getting closer.

Martin furrowed his brow; the noise didn’t seem like it could be made by a human.

Using the dim light, Martin squinted, trying to discern what was about to arrive.

’Rustle, rustle, rustle...’

Hmm?

A row of lanterns first caught Martin’s eyes.

Lanterns?

No... not right!

Those damn things were some creature’s eyes, so large!

But luckily, judging by the position of the eyes, it seemed the creature wouldn’t pass by him...

The only thing Martin couldn’t figure out was how that ’rustling’ sound was produced.

’Rustle, rustle, rustle...’

’Swoosh!’

"Ow!"

The unexpected spoiler caused Martin to let out a horrible scream.

He looked down.

A spear-like leg covered in steel needles had pierced his waist.

No, not a spear, it was the creature’s long leg!

The rustling noise just now was these long legs penetrating the stone walls.

Shit!

Was this a terrifying giant spider?

Was this the trump card the curator had mentioned?!

Unfortunately, he didn’t have the mind to think much now, because his scream had attracted all the creature’s attention.

Run!

Just as this thought arose, several spear-like legs simultaneously targeted Martin’s head.

It was well known that Spider People weren’t slow.

Before he died, Martin’s last thought was actually:

"You had a straight path but chose to jab your big thighs into the sides of the stone walls?"

Fuck...

Had he known, he would have changed his posture and dodged, or maybe even lying down in place he might not have died, as the huge spider would probably have swept over him,

but, again, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

[Lighthouse Country’s Chosen One: Martin, challenge (Funeral Home Night Watchman) failed.]

[Weirdness will descend in 120 seconds, striking the city—Las Vegas, wreaking havoc for 48 hours.]

Damn!

The Lighthouse live room instantly erupted.

[Generous Crab, isn’t this death too fucking ironic?]

[Uh, it’s only to say that his death was completely expected, the curator obviously had a partnership with Spider People, and facing danger, he would definitely find a way to call them.]

So since Martin entered the secret passage, encountering Spider People was bound to happen.

[It’s just that his luck wasn’t good, that spider leg had to get him, geez, such a big place and he had to hide there.]

[No, isn’t the focus now on Las Vegas?]

This is Lighthouse’s second largest city, known as "City of Angels."

Its importance is crucial within the entire Lighthouse, is it all gone now?

...

"Come on, bro, tying me up is what all this about?"

Faced with Bao Lebin’s plea, Jiang Xiao Yi was unmoved.

"I’d rather believe a sow can climb a tree than believe you, kid, can muster courage!"

If someone who was always timid occasionally became brave, Jiang Xiao Yi could barely accept it.

But Bao Lebin, the kid who would rather pee in bed than go to the toilet a couple of days ago, was now risking his life for the safety of others confronting a ghastly face.

Who would believe it?

Probably would have gone weak at the knees before getting close?

"That doesn’t prove I stole your Peach Wood Sword bro, you guys, this, everything must have evidence!"

Evidence?

Jiang Xiao Yi sneered, then countered.

"Evidence? We all went to the large warehouse just now, and you, kid, have always been the most afraid of death, so why would you choose to stay and face these ghostly shadows instead of leaving? Don’t tell me you have a heart of self-sacrifice; no one would believe that."

This...

The curator and the Night Watchman also looked skeptical, they really hadn’t noticed before.

Caught off guard, Bao Lebin was speechless; not following everyone to the large warehouse indeed made no sense.

But since his cover was blown, it didn’t matter anymore~

"Yes, I hid your Peach Wood Sword, I wanted to see if you could withstand the impact of the weirdness without the sword."

’Click~’

The rope binding Bao Lebin snapped, and the timid aura about him disappeared entirely.

"Hey, waited so long, I finally discovered your secret, Jiang Xiao, you can go, I won’t touch you."

Not harming Jiang Xiao wasn’t out of kindness but due to concern over his tricky combat abilities.