Inhuman Warlock Chapter 136
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Caen touched his face and started using his Transformation.
With the use of his abilities, his face started changing. Previously he had a long rounded face but with the Transformation, his face became much more slender just like the face of Xander. His skin also became much smoother.
The color of his hair also started changing along with their length. His slightly longer hair started getting shorter and became flaming red. The center of his hair was a dark shade of red whereas, near the top, they became a lighter shade of red.
As for his eyes, they also started changing color to become what seemed like a mix of orange and violet.
His body also started becoming more chiseled and athletic.
"Not bad indeed," Caen said as he placed his hand on his stomach to feel his abs. "This guy certainly takes care of his body a lot."
He turned back to look towards the second woman he had brought with him. "Missy, give me my cloak."
The dark-haired woman opened the back she was carrying and brought a red cloak out which she handed over to Caen.
Caen wore the long cloak that covered his entire body, up to his ankles. The cloak hid the clothes he was wearing, only revealing his face.
"Alright. Make an opening right here and then all of you step back," he commanded Henrik.
Listening to the commands, Henrik placed his hand on the surface of the soil before he started using his ability once again.
The two ladies and Lucifer stepped back as per the suggestion.
As the opening was finished, Henrik also stepped back.
Caen stretched his arms as he prepared to leave.
"Ahem, ahem! I am Xander Blake!"
He started testing to see if his ability was successful. As per expectations, it was right. His voice also perfectly matched Xander.
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"Perfect."
After finishing everything, Caen jumped out of the tunnel, landing on the ground.
Seeing a person suddenly coming out of the ground, the surrounding guards hastily pointed their guns in the direction of Caen.
"Who is it! Don't move and identify yourself!" One guard yelled at the unknown newcomer, warning him.
"You idiots, lower your weapons unless you want me to fry your brain right away! I am from APF," Caen said arrogantly.
As the light was already too low and dim because of the ice wall, one of the guards had gone inside to turn on the outside lights.
They needed the light to see clearly who was the newcomer who suddenly appeared from out of nowhere.
He still hadn't turned the lights on so the guards were having a hard time seeing. They had to squint their eyes to be able to see.
After a while, they did find a few similarities between the guy before them and one of the leaders of APF that seemed to have a very high position.
It was only now when the big lights were turned on, they finally had a clearer vision of the surroundings because the outside vicinity was now well-lit.
However, the sudden light still brought some discomforts as they felt like it was stabbing in the eyes of everyone as they had almost started getting adjusted to the darkness. They had to blink a few times to help adjust their vision.
"You..." The Leader of the guards said. "Sir, why are you back? And where did you come from?"
He also noticed what seemed like an opening on the ground nearby.
"You don't have time to talk nonsense. The situation outside is getting bad. We're in a bad position. It seems like the line of battle will be shifted back. The enemy is closing in. I had to take the help of one of my men to make this tunnel so I could come back here without destroying the Ice Walls," Caen said, coming up with a good alibi.
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"The longer these walls last, the better! But these will not last long. So you need to get back! We don't want to have collateral damage when they finally come here! So give us more space to fight and go behind the facility!"
"That way, you can be out of the warzone and won't disturb us. And you will survive as well since they won't go behind the Facility! So leave!"
With the excuse of their survival, Caen was trying to get them to leave without engaging in a fight. Fighting all the guards would be troublesome and time-consuming, so as much as possible they wanted to avoid it.
"But! We can't run! We would stay here and fight with you! We are ready to place our lives on the line for justice!" The leader of the Guards said with so much conviction in his words.
"Really? Talking big is easy but when you really have to face the people who can kill you with a flick of a finger, all bravery is useless. Leave! Your stay here will only be an obstruction for us!" Caen said, still trying to convince them to leave.
He was also starting to get irritated which was clear in his tone.
"And if you're really that interested in dying, how about I kill you myself? At least we would have fewer distractions then?" he said sarcastically, threatening him.
He took a deep breath as he saw the guards taken aback in shock.
"Try to understand me. We have a better chance if you're not here. I don't want you to throw away your life or we would be busier in trying to save you than fighting the enemies. That's why Ayn created the Ice Tomb because we didn't want to be distracted!"
"So listen to me and go behind the Facility and don't you dare to move from there!" Caen said.
Hearing the graveness in his voice, the leader of the guards was surprised as they realized that his words held some merit.
The purpose of APF was to save human life from Variants. Their presence here would only be creating disturbance here and add more burden to the members of the APF.
"Alright. We would do as you said!" The Leader of the Guards agreed. "There are people inside the Facility as well. Should we take them as well?"
"There's not that much time! For now, you all leave! I want to see no humans here in five minutes!" Caen said in full seriousness. Inside his mind, he was happy that the plan was working.
As he had convinced the leader of the guards here, everything else moves more smoothly. The leader of the guards handled the rest as he took all the Guards with him behind the facility from where it was impossible to see what was happening on the north side of the facility.
He didn't realize that he was playing right into the hands of the enemy. On the other hand, he was lucky as well. If he hadn't listened or tried to fight, he and all the other guards would have been dead.
Caen watched the guards leave with his hand behind his back. Only when the guards disappeared from his view did he look towards the open ground.
"You all can come out. It's safe here!" He said.
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