Die, Replay, Repeat

Chapter 300 - Kidnapping

The leader of the group spoke firmly, "Mr. Fang, don't even think about pulling any tricks. Someone in our team has exceptional perceptive abilities. He's already confirmed that Fang Moli isn't here."

Fang Xiu frowned. "I said, 'Lead the way.' You deaf?"

The leader of the group grew increasingly uneasy. Fang Xiu's tone made it seem as if he wasn't the one being kidnapped—it felt more like he was ordering them to take him back to their base.

The air grew tense.

The root of the issue was that everyone here had heard of Fang Xiu's reputation. They were far too wary of him.

Fang Xiu, Master of the fifth-tier psychics, ranked first in the global psychic talent database, and known as "the Foreseer"...

They knew he had once orchestrated the killing of Joker, a fifth-tier powerhouse. On top of that, he had resolved a Grade-S Specter event while still at the second tier.

Any one of these achievements would be enough to make someone a legend among psychics, but all of them combined in a single person? It was terrifying.

Fang Xiu's impatience mounted. "What a useless bunch. If you're not willing to lead the way, then get out of my sight. You're getting in my way."

The expressions of those people surrounding him instantly darkened.

Fang Xiu's arrogant demeanor made them feel as if he was the one surrounding them, not the other way around.

The leader's eyes flickered with anger. "Attack!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, one of the group members made their move.

Spreading his hands wide, a sphere of pitch-black light formed and quickly engulfed Fang Xiu.

"Did... did it work?" the man muttered, stunned. He hadn't expected it to be this easy. Fang Xiu hadn't reacted at all or even attempted to resist.

It felt so effortless that it almost didn't seem real.

But there was no time for doubts. They had to move forward with their plan.

"Let's go!" the leader ordered. The group immediately withdrew, taking Fang Xiu with them.

....

Several hours later, when the black sphere of light that had enveloped Fang Xiu finally dissipated, he found himself inside a prison cell.

The bars and walls of the cell glimmered with a dark golden hue, clearly made from Mind Steel. Its unparalleled strength was undeniable.

Outside the cell stood five individuals.

Specifically, one man sat in a chair while two others flanked him like bodyguards.

The energy emanating from the group was unrestrained, making it clear that all five were fourth-tier psychics.

The man sitting down had reached the peak of the fourth tier.

At his word, "wife" stepped toward the prison door.

Shanben Yilang’s sneer deepened. "Pointless. I already told you—neither humans nor Specters can escape this prison. It’s completely sealed. There’s no way—"

His voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a startled shout:

"What? How could she..."

Everyone stared in disbelief as "wife" glided through the prison bars effortlessly, as though they weren’t even there.

Within moments, she was standing directly in front of them.

The guards stiffened, their foreheads damp with sweat.

Their supposedly impenetrable prison had been rendered useless in an instant.

This defied reason. The prison’s strength should have been enough to withstand even a Class-S Specter.

'Could this Specter be stronger than S-Class?' Just the thought sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

"Attack!" Shanben Yilang barked.

The four psychics behind him sprang into action, unleashing a barrage of attacks.

But what followed was even more astonishing. Every attack—psychic blasts, physical weapons, elemental strikes—passed through "wife" harmlessly. It was as if she wasn’t part of this world.

"Is this... an illusion?" Shanben Yilang muttered, his sharp eyes narrowing as he tried to make sense of it. Perhaps this was an elaborate illusion designed to confuse them.

But that theory crumbled when "wife" raised one pale, elegant hand and lightly traced it across the wall.

SLASH!

An unseen force ripped through the wall, leaving a massive crack.

With a deafening crash, the wall crumbled entirely, exposing the area beyond.

"It’s not an illusion?" Shanben Yilang and the others were stunned.

After shattering the wall, "wife" didn’t stop. She moved methodically, attacking nearby structures one after another.

"What is she doing? Why destroy the buildings?"

The group was baffled, unable to comprehend her actions.

But Fang Xiu understood perfectly.

He had instructed "wife" to demolish the surrounding structures to clear his view, allowing him to summon even more Specters.

Translator's note: If he took down all the psychics in Isleland, who's to handle the Specters there? What about the civilians?