Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Utilizing the convenience provided by wind string magic, Xing Mo deftly navigated the factory's pipes, avoiding overseers holding cleavers.
Intermittent narwhal cries echoed from a distance, making Xing Mo's face tingle, as if electric arcs were about to burst forth at any moment.
The factory was filled with the shouts of overseers and the wails of workers. The chaotic noises intertwined with the thunderstorm outside, making Xing Mo feel utterly uncomfortable.
She wanted to do something, but felt helpless.
In truth, if the goal was simply to get the Sir arrested, Xing Mo could just write a letter to Senior Alice. Under the premise of conclusive evidence, the Bellkeepers could lock down the factory within ten minutes.
But Xing Mo didn't see this as a long-term solution. If Sir Derek Larson was removed, another would take his place.
Simply taking him down without dealing with the source, that wouldn't change the fate of the workers. They would just be enslaved by someone else.
As she traveled amid the bronze pipes, Aurora's words reverberated in Xing Mo's mind: "You see, for those who live in the shadows, a little bit of sunshine is a great blessing."
In any case, she first needed to ensure their freedom. Everything else could come later.
With this in mind, Xing Mo moved quickly through the steam-filled factory. She soon arrived at the spiral staircase beside the main factory space.
She didn't rush up the stairs, but drew her wand and played three strings of the shadows.
Dark ripples spread through the air and gathered in her palm, condensing into a silk-like veil.
Xing Mo draped the black veil over her head, feeling the flowing darkness caress her body, and her vision dimmed significantly.
The three string magic, Veil, granted the string player an affinity with the shadows. It allowed Xing Mo to merge with the shadows to a certain extent.
Enveloped by the veil, Xing Mo jumped onto the shadow of a wall, and her feet sank into the shadow, aligning herself parallel to the ground.
Subsequently, Xing Mo be
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