Wang Gen retreated rapidly, throwing a punch with his right hand at the same time.
His fist whipped up a freezing wind, distorting the surrounding air and keeping the flesh-and-blood hyphae from getting close.
But his action seemed to provoke the ferocity of the flesh-and-blood hyphae, causing even more threads to stretch toward him.
Wang Gen turned and ran, even unleashing his divinity.
As he leaped back up to the surface through the massive hole, he pressed his right hand downward, using strands of spirituality to seal the opening.
“Bureau Chief Wang!”
“Bureau Chief, what's wrong?”
The surrounding security officers swarmed over, and Wang Gen shouted without even turning his head.
“Notify Headquarters immediately! There is an evil god parasitizing the underground pipes!”
“Yes, sir!”
Seeing Wang Gen's expression, the security officers already knew things were bad. Without a moment's hesitation, they immediately pulled out their equipment to report to their superiors.
But Wang Gen's face suddenly fell, and he spun around to look at another manhole cover not far away.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Manhole covers were blown into the air one after another as plumes of red mist spewed out.
No, that wasn't mist—it was flesh-and-blood spores!
Several bystanders who had come out to watch the commotion were instantly infected. Their flesh began to melt like hot wax.
From start to finish, they couldn't even let out a single scream.
This bizarre and terrifying sight frightened the people further away, and they began to flee.
But their running stirred up a breeze.
The spores drifted along with the wind.
Wang Gen's divinity erupted completely as he soared into the sky.
This was a signal!
Hum—
...
Central City.
The Blue Tower.
The secret agents planted by Great Qi had grim expressions.
“We were still discovered.”
“So what if we're discovered? We've been undercover in Great Wei's Central City for so many years, and we've done everything we needed to do.”
“Exactly. The formation is complete. It's more than enough to summon that existence.”
When he reached this point, his expression became a bit strained, not even daring to utter the entity's name.
“Even though Huang Quan and Wan Tianqing are incredibly powerful, this is Central City. They won't be able to go all out, or the ordinary citizens won't survive the collateral damage.”
“Once Central City falls into chaos, that will be our opportunity!”
“It's a pity it's already dark. Otherwise, just looking at the evil god would contaminate those citizens of Great Wei, throwing everything into even greater chaos!”
“You have it backward. It being dark actually makes it even more obvious.”
“Huh?”
“You'll see in a moment.”
The men looked at each other and smiled freely.
“If we have the chance to return to Great Qi alive, I hope we can share a drink and chat merrily once more!”
“To our shared hope!”
“To our shared hope!”
As they spoke, they leaped down from the high tower one after another.
They intended to take advantage of the chaos in Central City to assassinate as many officials of the Wannian Platform as possible.
If the opportunity arose, they even wanted to assassinate the Monarch of Great Wei!
...
In the cafe.
Yin Yang suddenly looked up. He hadn't expected things to progress so quickly.
He could sense a vast number of lives rapidly fading away.
“Canned Food.”
“Meow~”
Canned Food gave a soft meow and leapt straight into the air. A massive, pitch-black hand caught it, and the cat vanished from sight.
Hum—
Spheres of black and red light swirled around Yin Yang, weaving themselves into a sacrificial robe over his body.
Yin Yang bit his finger and used his blood to draw a Nuo opera mask on his face.
The blood pattern slowly twisted and grew, manifesting into a physical mask.
The silhouettes of the six ghosts slowly emerged behind him.
It was already evening, and the sun had just set, meaning the ghosts faced no restrictions whatsoever.
The air hummed once more, and Yin Yang vanished on the spot.
He was heading toward the Wannian Platform to look for an opportunity!
...
“Bureau Chief Wang! We...”
“Stay close to me!”
Wang Gen roared, struggling to hold his ground.
He cursed himself for being too careless. Someone had clearly warned him, yet he hadn't taken it seriously.
Of course, he couldn't be entirely blamed for this.
After all, he had been so busy lately that he barely had time to eat. When some random person suddenly showed up claiming there was danger, he couldn't just drop everything.
It was already quite good of him to have sent two men to investigate.
But it was too late for regrets now.
Rumble!
Thunder boomed across the sky.
Arcs of lightning crackled through the dark clouds. Vaguely, a figure could be seen floating in midair, their gaze cold and sharp.
The ground began to fracture as steel and concrete were pushed upward from below by something massive.
Hum—
A crimson light pulsed, brightening and dimming as if it were breathing.
Crack!
Bolts of lightning cascaded down, striking the bulging ground.
The residual electrical currents instantly disintegrated the surrounding spores into ash.
As the electricity conducted through the ground, several security officers instantly collapsed, convulsing.
Seeing this, Wang Gen waved his hand, condensing his divinity into chains to pull the men to his side. He slung them over his shoulders and ran toward a nearby building.
“Keep up!”
The stronger security officers behind him quickly followed, their expressions filled with panic.
The moment they took shelter inside the building, the sky split open.
A crimson rift appeared out of thin air, slowly widening.
Viscous red liquid poured out of the rift, instantly solidifying upon contact with the air and sprouting countless hyphae, as if treating the sky itself as a petri dish!
Against the backdrop of the dark night, the crimson rift was incredibly conspicuous.
Almost every citizen who looked up could see it.
The moment they laid eyes on it, they fell to their knees. Strands of hyphae began growing out of their eye sockets, forcing their eyeballs out.
Microscopic spores drifted out from their eye sockets, seeking to infect even more people.
“Hmph!”
A cold snort echoed from the heavens, and dark clouds suddenly gathered, forcefully covering the crimson rift.
...
Central City.
Wannian Platform.
“Hahaha, good, very good! I ordered Su Baadao to investigate the cults, and this is how he does it?”
“Someone is summoning an evil god right in Central City, and not a single soul noticed! Is this what you call competence?!”
Qin Qian was absolutely furious, looking as though he wanted to tear someone apart.
No one dared to make a sound.
Qin Qian panted heavily and said,
“Tell Wan Tianqing that I have no use for his disciple's incompetence. Once this matter is resolved, he can go into retirement.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
In truth, this had been Qin Qian's goal from the very beginning. It was just that Su Baadao had always acted strictly by the book, leaving Qin Qian with no leverage—until today.
Regardless of his past merits, he was the one in charge of investigating the cults. Now that a cult was openly summoning an evil god in Central City, it was a massive dereliction of duty on his part!
Unless he died fighting on the front lines, he would never be able to shake off this blame.
“Jia Hu.”
“Present.”
The elderly man who had been standing behind Qin Qian stepped forward, his hands still tucked inside his sleeves.
“With Central City in chaos, there will definitely be people trying to take advantage of the situation. No matter who they are, if they approach the Wannian Platform, kill them!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The old man acknowledged the command and walked toward the exit.
Seeing this, one of the officials below stepped forward and asked,
“Your Majesty, now that an evil god has appeared near the Wannian Platform, do we need to consult with Mr. Wan?”
On the surface, he was asking if they should consult with him, but in reality, he was asking if they should call Wan Tianqing over to protect Qin Qian.
Qin Qian naturally understood the underlying meaning. He sneered and asked,
“Chiyun, what do you think?”
A shadow materialized out of thin air behind Qin Qian, and a raspy, duck-like voice rang out.
“There is no need to trouble Mr. Wan.”
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