Chapter 68
“……Why, why are you doing this?”
“I’m running out of time, so don’t blame me.”
Guan Guo looked at the Taoist with arcs drawn in the corners of his eyes, and he looked despairing. The smile of the two-armed man with the blue, dead skin was hollow.
Bewildered by the bizarre contradiction, Guan Shuo swallowed hard as he saw the faint glint of madness in the tutor’s eyes. It was not a favorable look.
Or maybe not.
“Off.”
One of the Simmani was biting at a crab foam, his chest crushed. At the same time, the one in his left hand was floating in the air. Even as he struggled and flailed, the guru smiled with ease.
Meanwhile, the skin of the two captured Simmani gradually began to turn black. They were slowly dying, unable to resist whatever strange force had been exerted upon them.
Rattling.
Guan Guo, Mr. Zhao, and the other Simurghi looked at the Taoist with horror in their eyes. What’s going on all of a sudden?
Only yesterday, he hadn’t even touched their hair.
“You can tell me. Where is it?”
“……What do you mean?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.”
Tosa shook his head and clicked his tongue in disbelief.
“You’re looking at me too much like water, because I dragged you here.”
At that, Guan Guo, Mr. Zhao, and many of the Simmani’s eyes widened. They had known that a mad taoist had caused trouble in the North Sea, but this man in front of them had changed their fate as well.
“Did you think I didn’t know?”
The Taoist taps his ear. Mr. Zhao and Kwan Kwak, who had already heard everything, turned to contemplation in response to his tapping.
