Chapter 391: Touch of Anarchy

Liam nodded to himself.

'These low ranking goons don't know much.' 

Merisa wasn't going to give anything more up.

Suddenly, she laughed. 

"Good luck leaving this place," Merisa said with a weak, mocking laugh. "You've broken one of the Slime Tubes."

Liam looked at her with dead eyes.

"There's three," she continued with a spiteful tone, speaking in between coughs and wheezes. 

"As soon as you break it again, those flying with the Cloud Leeches will notice how ravaged this place is."

"Then, they'll hunt you like a Flesh Dog."

Liam pursed his lips.

"But there's a third tube, is there not?" Liam said. "It'll harden the dome once more, won't it?"

Merisa laughed with a rasp. "Then you'll be trapped here, genius." 

Liam smiled coldly. 

"No I won't. You'll share this graveyard with your people, though."

The talk was over.

Liam picked her up using three arms.

CRACK!