Chapter 582 The Nature of the Puppets

Jean was still shaken, her eyes wide, her gaze slightly unfocused.

Instinctively, she glanced over at Ludwig, her eyes full of questions. Just as she opened her mouth to speak.

Ludwig suddenly raised a finger to his lips and let out a gentle hush,

Whatever Jean had meant to say stopped at the back of her throat.

Ludwig leaned in close, his lips brushing her car as he whispered, “These things…”

“They’re highly sensitive to sight and sound.”

In other words, as long as they didn’t make a sound–or step into the puppets‘ line of sight–they wouldn’t be attacked.

Just like now, the two of them were perched high on the wall. The horde of mechanical creatures below swept their flat, lifeless gazes across the area, scanning aimlessly. As long as Jean and Ludwig didn’t speak too loudly, the puppets wouldn’t notice them.

So they have weaknesses after all… Not so smart, are they. Jean eased up a little, then followed Ludwig’s lead and lowered her voice. “When did you get here?” she asked.

faint glance and gave her a brief account of what had

just in time to see the Ginger family members being led out of

threatening

had wanted to

man wasn’t easy to deal with–he noticed Ludwig’s

he summoned these strange, half–human

their bodies absurdly tough–immune to blades, bullets… practically invincible. They were like living bugs

caught up in a relentless fight with them, chased from the

to notice certain patterns in

their field of vision

there, watching the puppets from above, perfectly

hadn’t expected–was for Jean

figured she might

knew her well enough by now–strong, but stubborn; principled, and always thinking of

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