I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 718 - 424 Ghost Apartment (Part Two)_3
Chapter 718: Chapter 424: Ghost Apartment (Part Two)_3 Chapter 718: Chapter 424: Ghost Apartment (Part Two)_3 Thud!
The crouching Jacob leaped straight into the air, spinning, his bloated and pale face turning towards Morrison, and the “worms” sliding around in his eyes were compressed into liquid, running down his cheeks.
Morrison raised his hands, the tips of his fingers flickering with blue magnetic glow. The magnetic energy from his left and right hands intertwined, creating a network resembling an electric grid that enveloped the approaching Jacob.
Jacob was flung away instantly, yet he stopped midair and lunged again.
The magnetic network crafted by Morrison was exceptionally sturdy, by far more stable and powerful than the magnetic glow produced by Huaying Great Capital’s five-star exorcists.
Jacob was repelled three times, and on the fourth, the “white worms” inside him split open the swollen skin of his body, with each worm emerging about half a meter long, resembling white, coarse hair, covering his entire body.
This version of Jacob, suspended in the air with half-meter-long white tendrils floating around him, appeared extremely sinister and horrifying.
Just then, Morrison suddenly sensed a stable transmission of a communication network’s magnetic field emanating from within the apartment.
Without hesitation, he forcefully severed the communication field within his range.
Taking a step forward, he aimed to walk toward the stairway door on the fourth floor, but the airborne Jacob, surrounded by white tendrils and seething with rage, blocked Morrison’s path.
Jacob’s aggressiveness was indeed formidable; he seemed to rage impulsively, colliding with Morrison.
With each of his strikes, Morrison had to be careful to counter, causing him to even doubt whether Jacob was still an ethereal spirit.
If Jacob had indeed surpassed an ethereal spirit, it would have been more appropriate and prudent to have Mr. Landon handle his capture for the altar.
Although Jacob madly assaulted the web that Morrison had formed, even using teleportation, white tendril stabs, and energy sphere assaults among other tactics, Morrison defended rigidly, giving him no opening.
Morrison’s counterattacks, though able to repel Jacob, clearly could not cause him harm.
Gradually, Morrison stood at the entrance to the fourth-floor stairwell, reaching his hand toward the doorknob.
And as his hand was about to touch the doorknob, the lock let out a crisp sound. The magnetic seal had been lifted.
The stairwell door flew open, a wild surge of magnetic energy bursting out, forcefully blowing the unsealed doors apart, creating a thunderous noise.
This caused dust in the hallways near the stairwell to whirl into the air.
Yan Junze, who was rummaging through his parent’s bedroom in Jacob’s home, paused, suddenly feeling as if he’d been locked onto by something, a wave of extreme discomfort welling up inside him.
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He was holding a photo album, currently flipping to the next page.
At that moment, he thought he saw a faint glint of light vanish from the back of his hand.
“I’ve been tracked!?”
The thought flashed through his mind.
He had been wondering why the Reaper Morrison had followed him to Ghost Apartment, and now, witnessing this scene, it seemed the answer was right before his eyes.
However, this realization left Yan Junze feeling as if he’d stumbled into chaos. He couldn’t understand when he had been tracked.
Hadn’t he activated “Butterfly Effect Stabilization,” repairing all the ripples caused by the last necessary butterfly effect correction?
“Butterfly Effect? No!”
Yan Junze froze for a moment, recalling that he hadn’t fully overseen the butterfly effect repairs last time; instead, he left it to the Spacetime Atlas to repair autonomously.
Before the repair, he only laid out conditions for the fix, and perhaps, he’d neglected some critical information during the process, leading to the Atlas not addressing the tracking.
Or, more precisely, it failed to remove the “tracker” that Morrison had stealthily planted on the back of his hand during the “Anomalous Alabell” mission!
