CH139: THE NEW SECT.

  "Hello...please...open up. We've got an injured person with us. We need help." Miss Lin and her entourage finally arrived at the long-awaited sect but not on good terms. Although Tyron was a powerful mutant that grew stronger whenever damage was inflicted upon him, he was terribly weak and was losing blood.

  His face was ashen white while his eyes rolled back into his skull. His lips were dry, his skin cold to the touch and his breaths were short and grew slower with each minute. His heartbeat was too slow for comfort so the others did whatever they could to help out the young lad.

  The sect's location was quite different from the others that were still standing in this day and age. For one, it was in a city, however, the buildings weren't like ordinary, skyscrapers or metropolitan buildings. These ones seemed to be a blend of futuristic and historic buildings.