Leo's heart sank upon hearing this.
He had learned much of his information while investigating on the island from this old man, who had intentionally leaked it to him.
White's acting was truly top-notch, leading Leo to believe he was merely a destitute alcoholic addicted to drink.
In reality, White had been an operative for the British intelligence agency before coming to the island, and he had held a significant position within it.
Mario Cuit had spent a considerable sum to hire him, tasking him with monitoring those with ill intentions towards him.
He spent his days frequenting bars, appearing utterly down on his luck, even selling what he called "intelligence" about the island to make a living. This facade had deceived everyone, and Leo, a mere novice, was no match for him.
Shortly after escaping Prometheus, Leo had sought out White for help, and White had readily agreed.
Soon after, Lang became aware of the matter. White even suggested not acting against Leo immediately, but rather playing the long game to catch a bigger fish, hinting at potential surprises.
Lang greatly appreciated White's proposal, and indeed, Leo had led a significant catch right to them.
Not long after the two entered the house, White, who was still feigning unconsciousness on a bed downstairs, immediately sent a message to Lang.
Lang promptly informed the Americans. However, Prometheus and his subordinates were currently in the forest searching for Aurora and Bixby, so Barnes, who was resting at the camp that day, rushed over with a few trusted subordinates.
Seeing the dire situation, Leo disregarded Bixby's safety and instantly activated his invisibility skill, vanishing from everyone's sight in an instant.
However, old White and the others remained unhurried. Everyone saw old White pull out a can of spray, resembling an insecticide, from behind him.
White then pressed the switch, and a stream of blue gas sprayed from the can.
Seeing this, everyone covered their mouths and noses. White, however, smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is harmless and non-toxic to the human body!"
Only then did the others, half-believing, remove their hands from their mouths and noses.
After spraying for about half a minute, the entire can of gas was depleted. To everyone's surprise, a human figure crouched on the ground appeared in a corner of the room.
This figure was curled up there, silent. Most importantly, this figure was almost invisible, but a blue powder adhered to its body, revealing it to everyone. Without this powder, no one would have been able to see him!
But that was enough. Barnes, holding an iron rod, walked directly over and swung it, hitting the figure's head.
Instantly, the head shattered like a watermelon struck by an iron rod, with fluids of various colors splashing everywhere. Leo's corpse fell to the ground, revealing its true form.
Barnes sneered and glanced back at old White.
"What was that you sprayed? It works quite well."
"Heh, this is a special spray we developed specifically to deal with individuals with invisibility abilities.
When it comes to the management and research of ability users, our Hell Paradise Island is the most professional!
Alright, we can discuss these matters later. For now, we need to think about how to deal with this woman – kill her or take her back!"
"Lord Prometheus has given the order: if this woman is found, she is to be eliminated immediately!"
Prometheus was well aware of Bixby's influence and knew that keeping her alive would only create instability among his team members.
Old White shrugged, indicating Barnes could do as he pleased, and then turned to leave.
Barnes, holding his long rod, walked directly towards Bixby, who sat on the bed with a vacant stare.
However, Bixby's current state left Barnes utterly bewildered.
Bixby was originally a beautiful blonde with blue eyes. But this woman before him had black hair and purple eyes. Although her facial features bore many similarities to Bixby, the terrifying aura emanating from her was entirely different.
Barnes paid it no mind. He directly swung the iron rod in his hand, smashing it towards the unmoving Bixby.
"Whoosh!"
The heavy iron rod whistled through the air, aimed at the back of Bixby's head. If struck, Bixby would surely die.
However, at this moment, Bixby suddenly moved. She raised her head, her gaze filled with an indescribable intensity.
Bixby's eyes swept over Barnes, causing him to flinch. This flinch made Barnes miss his strike, hitting only air.
Bixby had stood up at some point, perfectly dodging the blow.
"Did Prometheus send you? Did you kill Leo?"
"You damned woman, so what if I did? Lord Prometheus sent me to kill you, so just surrender obediently!"
"Prometheus!"
Upon hearing the name, Bixby's eyes instantly flashed with killing intent. She raised her right hand, and a black sphere of light, about the size of a fist, appeared in it!
Barnes hesitated, unsure what this sphere of light was. However, he soon relaxed.
Bixby was quite famous. Many in the American delegation knew she was good at saving people but lacked combat prowess, making her no threat.
He swung his iron rod, preparing to attack again. Just then, Bixby subtly raised her hand and threw the black sphere of light.
The black sphere of light flew with incredible speed, leaving Barnes no time to dodge. He was directly hit by the sphere.
Barnes felt something was wrong. He felt his body rapidly weakening, especially his strength, which seemed to be draining away. The iron rod in his hand grew heavier and heavier until he could no longer hold it, and it clattered to the ground.
It wasn't just Barnes; everyone else in the room looked as if they had seen a ghost upon witnessing this scene.
They saw Barnes visibly aging before their eyes. Wrinkles and age spots appeared on his face and body, his back began to stoop, and his hair turned white.
A young man in his early thirties had instantly transformed into someone eighty or ninety years old!
"Clang!"
Barnes could no longer hold the iron rod, which fell to the ground. Barnes looked at his hands, now covered in age spots and wrinkled skin, his arm muscles withered.
At this moment, an inexplicable fear surged through him.
"What... what did you do to me!"