Hecate screamed and summoned an ice storm.
Gareth stood in front of Ye Qingzhou, the holy mark on his back blossomed with golden light, forming a shield: "Quick, go save people!"
Ye Qingzhou rushed to the operation console of the incubation chamber, slicing open the control crystal with his sword blade.
The chamber doors opened one after another, and the unconscious hostages slid out. He quickly checked and found some wearing the Alchemy Association's badge.
"Wake up!"
He slapped the face of an elderly man with white hair, whose badge indicated he was the chief alchemist.
The old man coughed and woke up, a golden glimmer flashed in his cloudy eyes: "...Sun...Bloodline...stop them..."
A loud noise came from the other end of the hall.
Hecate, cornered by Gareth, suddenly tore open the black robe on her chest—embedded within was a beating crystal heart. "Let's perish together, Sun's lapdog!"
The crystal heart began to flicker at high frequency.
"Gareth! Step back!"
