Chapter 1923
Chapter 1923
The dismembered arm was nearly unrecognizable as it was rotten and bloodied. Matthew stared at it
for a while, but then he frowned. Then, another loud bang echoed through the air. Matthew darted to
the house for a closer look. Someone had broken the back window, and Macon was hobbling into the
distance.
The bloodied corpse of Lord Voodoo lay on the ground. Every inch of his skin was infected with the rot,
and a knife was buried in his chest. Seems dead. Matthew looked at the dead body, then he turned his
attention to the escaping Macon, but he didn't give chase.
Instead, he stood within the courtyard. After some time, Edmund came, and along with him was a big
group of henchmen.
"Keep this area under lockdown, especially this courtyard. Don't let anyone come near. And get
someone to go after Macon. He's heavily injured and can't fight back," Matthew said.
Edmund nodded. "Right away." He waved his hand, and his men went to cordon off the area. Edmund
stared at the corpse on the ground, whispering, "That Voodoo there, Matt? Awfully rotten, though. Can't
see his face."
The question was not answered. Matthew stooped before the corpse for a closer look. Half its face was
rotten, exposing the skull underneath. Matthew pried his teeth open with a stick. There, in his mouth,
was a piece of flesh that was unusual. It didn't even rot despite being exposed to all the poison.
"What is that?" Edmund asked, curious.
Matthew took the piece of flesh and had a closer look. "Flesh of an Immortal Charm."
"An Immortal Charm? That's Voodoo's soulbound curse." Edmund's eyes widened. "So, this guy really
is Voodoo. Nice. The b*stard's been a thorn in your side for a while now, Matt. Serves him right!"
Edmund gushed.
Back when he and Matthew's team were searching for the Nine-Leafed Lotus, they encountered the Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
very same bug. Its power had left a deep impression on him. Of course, he also knew that this bug was
Lord Voodoo's signature bug.
Matthew, however, didn't share his enthusiasm. Once everyone had left them, he huddled closer to
Edmund and muttered, "You should get more people here and cordon off the entire area. Everyone can
come and go as they please, but make a record of everyone who comes and leaves."
Edmund stared at the corpse, wondering what Matthew was going to do. "But Matt, Voodoo has died
while Macon's on the run. What's the point of cordoning the whole place off?"
Matthew didn't leave right away. He returned to the hotel and took out all the files Edmund had
procured for him. Once again, he went through every single detail. The files recorded all the details of
the locals who lived in this area, down to the number of residents in each house and their current
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