Murim Is Cringe
Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
The Scientist Returns
The Seer and his gang were lucky that the immortals who followed them were weakling, useless, low-class pussies as they were. It would not have ended so easily otherwise.
The three once again stepped out of the room and waited for more people to arrive, all the while tending to their injuries and just staying alive until another batch of immortals fell for it, and they could then enter the room and beat them to a pulp again.
Another bunch showed up almost soon enough after losing transmission to the scout team. This was a full pack of 20, no way the Seer and his team were beating that many.
What's worse was they did not get sprayed...
"Why are they not getting sprayed? Why is nothing coming out of those crevices and pipes?" Liu said with a slight tone of panic in his voice.
||This place is old; of course, it ran out of juice or somethin'||
The Seer slapped his forehead.