On the Seven Towers

As Zhang Hong uttered the three words "I admit it", the room suddenly became strangely quiet.

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, and his hand slowly loosened. He asked a little strangely: "You admit it?"

Zhang Hong loosened his tightened collar, and his voice was low and a little flustered: "I admit that I was coerced by the imperials and helped them do some things. But I have no choice. Everyone will hesitate when faced with such a choice, right? I, I don't want things to turn out like this."

Xiao Chen said: "What handle do you have in the hands of the imperials?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, after they tricked me into meeting, they held my life in their hands. That day at Heimuguan, as long as I didn't obey, they had the ability to make me lose everything, including my life. So I did whatever they said, and I could only do this. But I haven't hurt anyone myself." Zhang Hong said angrily.

"You didn't do it yourself, but how many people did you kill? How many companions lost their lives that day?" Tang Feng said loudly, "Your life is life, but others' lives are not life?"

"I'm not afraid of what you say. To me, my life is more precious than anyone else's life. Ask yourself, would you use your life to exchange for someone else's life?" Zhang Hong stood up and said, "You are not willing to exchange your life for others, what qualifications do you have to blame me? If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. In order to save my own life, I can do anything."

Tang Feng couldn't help but curse, but Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to stop him, "Zhang Hong, there is no point in saying more. I just want to ask you one question, do you admit our accusations?"

"I admit it. I guessed that there would be such a day a long time ago. I wrote a document myself and confessed everything that happened that day. You can read it yourself." Zhang Hong stood up and walked to the desk, pretending to take the document to show others, but in fact his hand touched the scroll that he had hidden in advance. When he stood up, he released a thread of mental power, which triggered a trigger point on the crystal grenade that he had arranged long ago.

The magic circle on the crystal grenade suddenly lit up, and Xiao Chen immediately felt that something was wrong. He found the magic fluctuations that suddenly appeared under the corner of the table. This feeling was very familiar to him, just like the feeling when the crystal grenade was about to explode. He shouted: "There! There are fluctuations of the crystal grenade."

He used his mental power to sweep and found the crystal grenade that was about to be detonated. However, the mental power released by Xiao Chen immediately turned into several threads, which poked several points in the grenade detonation magic circle one by one, and stopped the explosion of the grenade.

Just as he shouted, the attention of several other people was also focused on the grenade. Zhang Hong took the opportunity to grab the scroll and began to cast a spell. From the beginning, he didn't expect that the grenade could really blow up anyone. He knew that Xiao Chen would definitely have a way to delay or stop the grenade from exploding, but this grenade would definitely attract everyone's attention and give him time to use the scroll. He only needed four or five seconds without being disturbed to complete the spell.

Picking up the scroll, infusing mental power, and drawing the magic structure, everything went so smoothly that he couldn't help but cheer for his stable performance. But just when he was about to complete the spell, another kind of magical energy burst out from his shoulder, interfering with the spell in his hand, and the completed teleportation magic suddenly became unstable again.

"Disturbing spell?"

Zhang Hong suddenly remembered that Xiao Chen patted him on the shoulder when he entered the door. Could it be that at that time, he unknowingly cast the Disturbing Spell on him?

This kind of magic can interfere with the magical energy around the target in a short period of time, greatly reducing the success rate of spell casting, and increasing additional damage when the spell fails.

Xiao Chen turned around and warned: "Stop your magic. If the teleportation magic fails, you will die miserably."

"As long as you let me go! Please stop your spell, I, I can't stop." Zhang Hong said, but his hand continued to activate the scroll. He was now like controlling an out-of-control car swaying on the road, and the car could be destroyed and people killed at any time. "I can't stay, otherwise I will be miserable. For the sake of our acquaintance for all these years, please let me go."

Xiao Chen shook his head slowly and said: "I won't give you this chance. Stop, and honestly accept the judgment is the fate you deserve."

"No, no! You don't want me to die like this, right? Let go, let me go!" Zhang Hong roared, and teleportation magic ripples began to erupt around him, but these magic fluctuations were very different from usual. They were more violent and more unstable, like boiling water.

Tang Feng and Katarina rushed towards him at the same time, trying to stop him from casting spells, but they retracted their hands as soon as they touched the periphery of these magic fluctuations. With just a light touch, they felt that they were about to be burned by the energy contained in the fluctuations.

"It's too late." Xiao Chen said.

With his words, Zhang Hong could no longer control the magic in his hand. The halo of the teleportation magic lit up, but it did not send his body into the space channel. Instead, it began to cut Zhang Hong's body like a blade.

The feeling of being cut from the inside to the outside by countless tiny space cracks was more painful than being cut into pieces. Zhang Hong let out a desperate scream, which made everyone in the room feel cold.

His body was like a bag with countless holes punctured, and blood splashed everywhere.

The screams lasted for a full minute before Zhang Hong's voice became weaker. At this time, the spatial ripples also became weaker. Xiao Chen used his mental power to pull Zhang Hong out of that area.

Zhang Hong fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, bleeding from his body, but he had already stopped breathing.

"This... just died like this?" Tang Feng touched Zhang Hong's carotid artery with his hand, and it was obvious that he felt nothing. He looked back at Xiao Chen, "I thought you would let him teleport out first, and then find a way to catch him. At least leave him alive... Now, I'm afraid we will have some trouble."

"He asked for his own end. I gave him a chance, but he chose this dead end himself. It can only be said that he brought it upon himself." Xiao Chen said.

"I know, I know. But I feel a little confused now." Tang Feng looked at the body on the ground and sighed, "I just feel that we have collected so much evidence and spent so much effort to prove that this person is the traitor we are looking for. But he died so easily. It's like a game that we have worked hard to prepare for, but the opponent chose to give up before the game. It makes people feel very angry... Forget it, let's quickly check if there is any evidence left in his room."