Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 582 The Infiltrator
The death of the first mutated monster marks the end of the deployment countdown in the tower defense game.

The "fragrance" emanating from the pile of minced meat on the ground brought the quiet town to life.

The sounds of crackling and snapping were incessant.

Ai Liang arrived at the fountain square in the center of the town and sat on a bench to wait quietly.

The locked house was like an egg about to hatch, with all sorts of bizarre and terrifying limbs, like sharp teeth, claws, tentacles, and unicorn horns, bursting through doors, windows, and walls.

Before long, Ai Liang was surrounded by a group of mutated creatures with big eyes connected to small eyes, big mouths inside small mouths, two faces on top and eight legs below.

Some people who were only half-eaten were still covered in bursting intestines, blood tofu, and raw brains.

Those who saw it had their appetites whetted.

Ai Liang stared at these demons and monsters without even frowning.

Although some of the mutants have already acquired the most basic and bizarre powers, these things are far from being able to be used against the Apostles.

Even a powerful supernatural being like Chuck could be easily dealt with.

The saying "many ants can kill an elephant" does not apply to the supernatural.

Ai Liang used telekinesis to create a circular protective shield to envelop herself, and no matter how much the horde of mutated monsters pounded on her, they could not touch the inside.

Once almost all the mutated monsters in the town had arrived, Ai Liang finally stood up from the bench.

The fastest way is certainly to use telekinesis to crush these mutants.

But that would inevitably result in bloodshed and flesh flying everywhere, turning the surrounding area into a crimson swamp with nowhere to step.

So Ai Liang switched to a more environmentally friendly method.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose in the center of the square, and strands of blue plasma began to converge in mid-air, forming a plasma sphere, which continued to expand as the wind blew.

When the radius of the light sphere reached three meters, all the monsters flew up uncontrollably.

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A faint popping sound came from above.

The aberrant particles were like water in a toilet after flushing; they were all sucked into the sphere of light and turned to ashes.

In just a few breaths, all the mutants were reduced to dust.

After dealing with these mutants transformed from humans, the town returned to its original tranquility.

Without the cover of these bizarre and cursed mutants, the members of the Sea Heart Society hidden inside the town had nowhere to hide and were all exposed to Ai Liang's telekinesis.

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"Go out."

A small, thin man, who looked like he had dwarfism, put away the chessboard: "The enemy has already discovered us. It's impossible to ambush them under the cover of the mutants."

The bearded man next to him frowned and asked, "Have you figured out exactly what the other party's ability is?"

"Uncertain, but judging from the way he killed those aberrations, it should be some kind of force field ability."

The dwarf shook his head and explained, "Apostles are capable of extending their abilities to other areas, not being confined to a single form of expression."

Some exceptionally gifted fusion warriors, such as the missing Geese, can not only use wind pressure to create hurricanes, but also compress air to create plasma, just like their targets.

It's virtually impossible to know someone's abilities based on just a short observation.

"So after all that fussing, didn't you end up just going head-to-head with them?"

The young man, leaning against the wall with a greatsword in his hand, looked at the two people at the table with a mocking expression and said, "The reason why the Haixin Society sent us here is to use us, the prisoners of the faction, to test their abilities."

If they could truly discover the other side's methods through probing, would they be willing to waste us high-level cannon fodder?

The bearded man retorted sarcastically, "Then why don't you just fight them? What are you doing hiding here? You're just spouting nonsense without doing anything. You're like a prostitute trying to maintain a virtuous image."

The young man, not to be outdone, said sarcastically, "Oh, oh, oh, when the fight breaks out, I'll definitely be at the forefront, while some guy who can only hide in the back and stab people won't even be seen."

Upon hearing this, the bearded man's eyes became clouded with a gray mist, his brown irises began to turn bright gold, and an eerie symbol appeared in the center of his pupils.

"Justin, don't think I don't know you secretly left a lot of spatial markers on your way here. The higher-ups have given a death order this time. Do you think you can use your spatial abilities to escape?"

The young man named Justin's face darkened as he immediately sensed the mark he had left behind.

As expected, all the objects bearing the mark were completely corroded by a dark blue energy.

Justin raised his greatsword and pointed it at the bearded man: "Spaff, you're asking for it!"

Before they could even meet their target, an internal conflict was about to erupt within the team. The dwarf stepped between the two and raised his hand: "Alright, let's stop fighting when we have a formidable enemy at hand."

Justin, you've only recently joined the Sea Heart Society, so you don't yet know what the control of the curse means.

Spaf is right. Even if he doesn't erase those marks, the higher-ups will use the curse to forcibly control you into fighting.

Since we've been designated as cannon fodder, and we can't leave without completing our mission, we have no choice but to fight to the death.

Rather than waiting for the higher-ups to discover your underhanded tactics and force you into battle while you're unable to unleash your full power through a curse, it's better to take a gamble honestly.

"Take a gamble? Ha! You fools who got lucky and became fusion warriors, do you really think that having a few more fusion warriors can compete with the apostles?"

Justin looked at the dwarf and the bearded man with disdain, a hint of barely perceptible fear in his contempt: "You'll never know what an apostle truly means until you've actually seen one in action."

Justin is different from the other two.

He was not a wild fusion warrior from some small force, but a member of the Special Bureau who was captured by the Sea Heart Society during a special mission.

Their vision and knowledge base were far superior to those of the other members of the Prisoners of War faction.

This is also the main reason why, even though they were all prisoners of war, he always carried a sense of superiority in front of other members of the prisoner faction.

A few months ago, Justin was completely overwhelmed by Janus, the weakest apostle in the class, and was toyed with like a mouse.

In the end, he only survived because of the other party's momentary carelessness and the secret underhanded actions of the Haixin Society.

That operation left Justin with severe psychological trauma.

He thus became a prisoner of the Haixin Society.

The fusion warriors could exchange a few blows with the apostles, but only enough to buy some time.

Unless one becomes a Fusion Warrior using the most primitive methods and recklessly unleashes all their power, to the Apostles, a Fusion Warrior is at best a slightly more advanced toy.

(End of this chapter)