If these dark-clad men weren't hunting Jin Sen, they would have been more cautious.
At least, they would not have fallen for such a tactic.
From the beginning, they never considered Jin Sen as the alchemist they saw in the images.
A moment of negligence had led to irrevocable consequences.
Not many people died directly from the poison gas, but the problem was that they were in the sky, and they were still constantly breathing the poison gas made by Jin Sen below. Even if they activated the emergency parachute now, they wouldn't be able to change their current situation.
"Goodbye, you scum." Jin Sen said, then started moving away from the poison gas area.
At this moment, the distance to the ground was quite close, so he had to open the emergency parachute immediately.
The night wind brushed Jin Sen's cheeks, and he noticed purple lightning flickering in the sky not far from him. Although it had no direct impact on him, Jin Sen could feel a peculiar power from the lightning.
