Who hid My Corpse!

But just at that moment, Dark's actions suddenly came to a halt.

Luobo saw Dark's face, which had been filled with smiles, gradually shift to one of bewilderment, and then from bewilderment to rage.

"Who!" he bellowed, his voice resembling the roar of a wild beast, "Who is destroying my factory!"

At first, Luobo didn't understand what had happened, but he quickly did.

Because the fire had already spread here.

...

Ina stood in front of a prosthetic limb shop in the Fourth District, pulling out her pocket watch for the third time.

She had exceeded the meeting time she had arranged with Deni by ten minutes.

This made her feel somewhat irritated and... uneasy.

The Devil's Army should be the most punctual people in all of Lyra because, with the presence of emergency devices, those without a sense of time were already dead. The ticking of the second hand was as unsettling to them as the countdown of an emergency device.

Therefore, tardiness was almost impossible among the members of the Devil's Army.

But Deni was late.

Last night, Ina had assisted the Skeleton Corps in searching for Gerard's whereabouts while Deni had gone to report to the superiors, after which they had agreed to meet at this time today.

Yet Deni had not appeared until now.

Just as Ina began to suspect something might have happened to Deni, she spotted someone in a Sky Tower uniform approaching her.

"Lady Ina."

Ina looked over, "Who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary Sky Tower worker," the person said politely, "I've come to inform you that Lord Deni has a new mission and cannot meet with you. Please return to the Fifth Zone on your own."

Although she had already guessed what the other party would say, when she actually heard it, Ina still slightly furrowed her brows, "He has a new task? What is it? Why can't he tell me himself?"

"Sorry, Lady Ina, it's confidential."

"Confidential?" Ina looked into the other person's eyes, "You should know the special nature of the Devil's Army; only three people have the authority to directly call upon the Devil's Army. Now that Bishop Hallman is no longer here, who is giving Deni a confidential mission? The Sky Tower Bishop, or Lord Ethan?"

"I cannot answer that," the person replied, neither servile nor overbearing, "but I can assure you that all operations are compliant."

"Compliant? Whose rules?" Ina pressed on, "The two Lord Bishops I just mentioned, or perhaps the one you always refer to as 'Lord Yong Xin'?"

Ina kept her gaze on the worker's face, attempting to read any hint of information from his expression.

But the worker maintained an expression akin to that of a machine, continuously repeating "Sorry, Lady Ina, I cannot answer your question" in his mouth.

This made Ina feel more uneasy; she could sense a whiff of conspiracy but had no way to verify it. So, after a moment of silence, she asked, "Do I not need to continue the task of searching for Gerard?"

"That won't be necessary," the worker said again with courtesy, "That is the work of the Skeleton Corps. You should return to the Fifth Zone as soon as possible and stick to your primary duties."

"That's different from what you said yesterday," Ina remarked coldly.

The worker just smiled.

As Ina wondered what else she could do, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of thick smoke, accompanied by the screams of passersby.

"Ah! There's a fire over there!"

"Really?!"

She turned her head instinctively and indeed saw a thick plume of smoke rising in the distance, momentarily dumbfounded.

"That direction is... the Fifth Zone?" she pondered briefly and quickly came to the conclusion, "The Source Oil processing plant?"

The Source Oil processing plant was on fire?

Could it be...

Images of a familiar figure flashed across Ina's mind, so she pursed her lips and immediately ran towards it.

Only that worker was still standing behind her, smiling formulaically, while muttering, "Please return to the Fifth Zone as soon as possible, please return to the Fifth Zone as soon as possible."

Ina glanced back at him but said nothing, swiftly disappearing into the chaotic crowd panicked by the fire.

...

"How could this happen! How could this happen?!"

Dark's roar was deafening.

"Who is destroying my factory?!"

At the moment, the orderly factory had turned into a fiery inferno.

Flames were engulfing everything around.

But the workers were still at their stations, dutifully performing their tasks with meticulous care, unceasing until the fire climbed their bodies and turned them completely to ash.

"Idiots!" Dark grabbed one of the workers who was pushing a Source Oil cart and bellowed into his ear, "There's a fire, get the hell out of here!"

Then he tossed the worker aside, but in doing so, carelessly threw him into the flames.

The fire instantly ignited him, yet he acted as if he didn't notice, slowly getting up and then mechanically limping back towards the pushcart, his body dripping with fire like melting wax.

Luobo also hadn't expected such a thing to happen. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, uncertain if it was from the heat or nervousness, and instinctively wanted to leave, wanting to check on his father. However, before he could take a step, Dark seized him by the neck and fiercely pulled him over.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Dark screamed at Luobo, "If this factory goes down, none of us can escape! No one can escape! Go contact the security department... no, that's not right."