章 1101: The Replica of Death (2)

Expecting the Passues to launch an assault as all of them did throughout the way—the Witch and the Executor were taken aback when, instead of attacking, the Passues stopped dead in their tracks, their movements swaying gently from side to side with an eerie calmness.

It was spooky to look at as they were moving in complete unison.

Due to their steel-like, slithery forms, the sight was akin to snakes hypnotized by a flute.

Or akin to someone had pressed the button to turn them docile.

"What are they doing? Do you know?" the Witch asked, a cold shiver running down her spine.

Upon hearing this, the Executor shook his head as he was as confused as the Witch, "I never went into the Dead Man's Creek as the Executors were forbidden to be here—so I don't know much about the Passues' behavior,"

"Nevertheless, I think they are deactivated. Let's try going through them," he added firmly.