Heliobus, in layman's terms, was a ghost.
These beings had no physical form but possessed self-awareness, capable of controlling organisms through neural interference—commonly known as possession.
Thus, for all lifeforms, Heliobus were an extremely dangerous species, and Borisin were no exception.
The Heliobus suddenly shifted into the form of a child and said: "Young one, no need to look at me so surprised. I just want to ask: do you want to become stronger?"
"You can see through my true form?" Mok Tok licked his claws, sneering: "Become stronger? Heh, I don't need help from an outsider. As long as I rescue Lord Hoolay, our Borisin clan will naturally rise again."
At that, the Heliobus's expression turned a bit odd: "Hoolay? You mean that one down below that's been yapping for hundreds of years?"
Mok Tok snarled: "You ghostly thing, what nonsense are you spouting?! Our Borisin warlord, the Nestfather of the wolf clan—how could he wail in agony in the enemy's hands?"
The Heliobus pulled out a phone: "Please watch the VCR."
Mok Tok leaned in, and his face changed drastically. Because the Borisin in the footage was one he could never mistake in his life—it was none other than the Lord Hoolay he had always wanted to save!
But why was everything except the head mosaiced?
No, the key point was that this thing had actually seen Lord Hoolay? Could what it said about wailing be... No, absolutely impossible!
Lord Hoolay was the white moonlight in his heart—Mok Tok absolutely refused to believe that Lord Hoolay would submit to the Xianzhou people's tyranny!
The following is the VCR content:
"Xianzhou people... Awoo awoo awoo! Kill me awoo awoo awoo! Hurry up and kill me oh awoo awoo awoo!"
"Stop... Stop it right now oh oh oh—!"
"Yah—!"
Staring at the footage on the phone, Mok Tok's face grew uglier by the second. In these short few minutes, his spiritual faith underwent a total collapse. He truly hadn't imagined that Lord Hoolay, whom he revered like a white moonlight, had suffered such humiliation at the hands of these Xianzhou people—this... tsk, it was indescribable!
His Lord Hoolay had been defiled!
Though most of the footage was mosaiced, Mok Tok's brain had auto-filled it, and with those awful lines... Damn it!
Were all these Xianzhou people 882? They could resort to such vile, filthy, sordid methods?!
Crack!
In a fit of rage, Mok Tok smashed the phone to smithereens on the spot. "Damnable Xianzhou people—I swear vengeance upon you all!"
Cirrus: "Hey, that's my phone! Sigh... whatever. Young one, let me ask: do you want revenge?"
At the word "revenge," a glint flashed in Mok Tok's eyes. "You have a way?"
Cirrus: "Of course! As long as you and I join forces to stir up chaos in this Shackling Prison, we can throw the entire Luofu Xianzhou into turmoil! At that time, as long as you help me retrieve my lost power from the 'Creation Furnace,' it'll be a win-win!"
Mok Tok: "So what should we do? The current Luofu Xianzhou has three full Generals guarding it. Are you sure you won't get swatted dead by them?"
Cirrus let out a sinister laugh: "Scared? That's why I need a 'helper' to muddy the waters—like, say, the ones in the cells."
Mok Tok got it: "I see. You want to release all the prisoners here, right? Good plan. There are tons of inmates inside, and most aren't pushovers. With them as backup, even a General couldn't quell things in short order."
The two hit it off immediately. In the next second, the apparition turned into a wisp of flame and burrowed into Mok Tok's body.
The moment the Heliobus entered, Mok Tok felt his power surge. He let out a low growl and charged toward the nearby cages...
Bang!
Back to Qingque and the others.
"Something seems off here." General Huaiyan stroked his beard and said: "General Qingque, it looks like someone's trying to stir trouble on your turf. What's your take?"
With Huaiyan's sharp eyes, he could naturally tell that the tremor just now wasn't accidental but man-made.
—"Awoo awoo awoo!"
With a wolf howl echoing, the entire Shackling Prison seemed to come alive. Countless prisoners confined for centuries began to howl in response, their cell doors unlocked by some unknown force, releasing them one after another.
"What a hassle."
Qingque patted Hoolay's head like one would a house pet: "Go back inside and play for now. I'll come see you later."
Hoolay "awoo"ed once, wagged his tail, and obediently returned to his cell.
—"Hahaha, I'm finally free!"
An ink-green dragonman with crimson eyes burst from the nearest cell to the group, roaring excitedly: "This place... is my kingdom!"
With that, the dragonman levitated into the air, beams of laser shooting from his eyes as he wreaked havoc throughout the Shackling Prison!
Boom rumble—
Qingque watched the rampaging dragonman and smiled contentedly: "Perfect—next year's budget has a source now."
—"Weak humans, I shall rule over you all in the end!"
A blond vampire charged out of his cell, heading straight for the top exit of the Shackling Prison.
—"Overpopulation only leads to the rapid waste of cosmic resources. My goal is to wipe out half of all life in the universe."
A purple potato spirit calmly strolled out of his cell, wearing a golden glove on his hand.
...
It seemed every cell in the Shackling Prison had been unlocked. Looking out, zombies, vampires, skeletons, and countless other nameless monsters surged toward the exit in a chaotic frenzy.
"General Qingque, this seems a bit troublesome?"
Huaiyan casually floored a green big-stomach-bag demon and said: "Should we lend a hand?"
Seeing so many escapees actually excited him a bit: Hahaha, time to train the disciples agai... cough, time to fight monsters!
Qingque shook her head: "As esteemed guests from afar, how could I let you two handle something this minor?"
She pulled out a phone, dialed a number, and said: "Hello? Sushang, it's your turn now. Show the Generals what you've got."
—"Yes, General!"
As the voice on the phone ended, the escaping prisoners noticed that at the very top level of the Shackling Prison—their mandatory escape route—three figures had appeared at some point.
(Auntie, hold it down~ mysterious BGM).
If Stelle were here, she would recognize them instantly: this trio was none other than the combination of "Sushang + Xueyi + Hanya."
Feixiao turned to Qingque and asked: "General Qingque, who are these three...?"
Qingque crossed her arms: "My secret weapon. As a General of the Luofu, I need a few reliable hands under me, right?"
"To be honest, though I'm the youngest General on the Luofu, things aren't as smooth-sailing as you might imagine..." Qingque pretended to wipe away a tear and said:
"After the previous General retired, the Luofu was short-staffed everywhere. The only one I could rely on, Huohuo the Helm Master, listens but doesn't obey... Sigh..."
"So, I vigorously trained these three exceptional seedlings with immense potential, and named them—the Luofu Special Ops Team
!"