Chapter 268: The Return of the Dark Realm (XXIII)

Dos immediately connected to the communication signal.

"What's going on?" he shouted frantically.

"Well... one piece of good news, one piece of bad news..." Abraham panted, with the background noise filled with electricity and some sounds of gunfire.

"Stop beating around the bush, just tell me!" Dos yelled, cutting him off. He didn't even realize that his temperament seemed much rougher than before.

"Ah... the good news is that several people have already met up with me, presumably others are on their way too! The bad news is... it seems someone has succeeded in matching a type. This mutant... looks to be at least level 15!"

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Dos's pupils instantly contracted to the size of a needlepoint. He lowered his head, the pieces of flesh at his feet had torn open the huge muscles behind him, clawing towards an unknown direction.

He kicked a mass of flesh next to his foot away and then squatted deeply and leaped, landing on the highest building by the street.