Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 119 - : Twenty-one. That’s just an echo, thats all!!!_3

Chapter 119: Twenty-one. That’s just an echo, that’s all!!!_3

These three points were incomprehensible to Yong Xin.

He stretched out his hand, rubbing the fragments of the Desolate Time Clock while pondering.

Could Gerard have turned the Desolate Time Clock past “two,” and was that why Terrell had to die upon discovering this?

With this thought, Yong Xin turned around, approached Terrell’s corpse once more, stood still beside it, and then slowly stretched out his hand toward it.

He was about to conduct an experiment.

If Gerard also possessed the power of “Domination,” Yong Xin should be able to feel it.

Because he too had “Domination.”

Powers from Visas always attracted each other, just as that ancient being yearned to reunite its body and return to this world.

So Yong Xin wanted to try and see if what Gerard used on Terrell was indeed the same “Domination” power that originated from the same source as his.

Although Terrell was now a corpse, Yong Xin could still sense even the slightest residual echo left behind.

Thus, he placed his fingertips on Terrell’s wound.

In that instant, he felt an unprecedented pull erupting from Terrell’s wound.

This tremendous pull made his entire soul quiver, and his treasured “Domination” also resonated, surging wildly as if it wanted to burst out of his body and rush toward the remains of Terrell.

What in the world was happening?!

Yong Xin paled with shock.

He saw his own flesh falling off like mud, withered white bones under his skin and wriggling maggots in his muscles emerging rapidly.

Yong Xin knew what was happening.

His body had been maintained by “Domination” until now, but the “Domination” was leaving him.

To follow a mere “echo” left on those remnants.

But why?!

It was just an echo, after all!

Zamon witnessed the scene from nearby.

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He watched in horror as Lord Yong Xin’s flesh rapidly peeled away, turning into a puddle of rot in the blink of an eye, which scared him into screaming like a pig.

What the hell was this?!

He tried to run instinctively, but due to his overwhelming fear, he failed to open the door of the morgue after three or four attempts.

When he finally managed to open it, he heard Yong Xin’s tired yet unmistakable voice, “Alright, I’m fine now.”

Zamon was stunned; he slowly turned around and saw Yong Xin standing there as if nothing had happened, as if all that had just occurred was merely his own illusion.

“Lord Yong Xin, what was that just now…”

“Don’t ask any more questions,” Yong Xin spoke with newfound fatigue, “Listen, you’re going to do two things right now.”

Lord Yong Xin had recovered, and that familiar oppressive force returned with him. Zamon didn’t dare to refuse and bent down again, “Your orders, sir.”

“First, contact the Devil’s Army through our channels, and have them prepare to enter the city,” Yong Xin paused and then continued indifferently, “As for the reason, say that the contamination outbreak from ten years ago has occurred again, and they’re needed to clean up the city.”

“I, I understand,” Zamon said. Allowing the Devil’s Army to enter the city was absolutely taboo, but he didn’t dare ask why at this moment. He just wanted to leave immediately, “And the second task?”

“The second task…” Yong Xin narrowed his eyes, recalling the soul-tearing pull he had just felt, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly began, “Use all resources to go to Rhein’s Somo City.”

“Rhe, Rhein?” Zamon stuttered, baffled. While calling in the Devil’s Army might be seen as an internal affair of Lyra, going to Rhein was beyond Zamon’s understanding, “What’s happening at Somo City in Rhein?”

“Find out exactly what happened in Somo City before and how exactly the Archbishop died.” Yong Xin looked into Zamon’s eyes and then emphasized each word, “At all costs, you must find out.”