Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 588 Friendly Negotiation
Although the metal encasing the Haixin Society base was no match for telekinesis, it wasn't entirely useless.

At least in terms of blocking mental power, it is exceptionally effective.

For the first time, his invincible mental strength experienced a sense of stagnation.

If they were to forcibly breach and cover the entire base, the commotion would be immense.

To be honest, Ai Liang doesn't really like killing people. His only goal on this trip is to find the leader or a high-ranking member of the Haixin Society and have a good talk with them.

However, if the opponent senses the approaching mental energy, they will definitely try to escape.

At that time, the higher-ups of the Haixin Society will most likely use curses to force people to delay their progress with human lives.

Therefore, one-on-one psychological intrusion may be faster than direct physical violence.

Having already broken through several cursed sub-bodies that could control fusion warriors, Ai Liang now found breaking these low-level curses a piece of cake.

Ai Liang knocked out the surveillance personnel with a wave of her hand, and then used her telekinesis to carve out a passage directly to the location of the department head.

The pretense that remains in the minds of those monitoring them cannot be concealed for long.

He had to find the location of the Sea Heart Society's higher-ups before the Cursed Mother realized something was wrong.

Before the department head, who was holding the communicator, could even react to what his subordinate meant, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

His professional instincts kicked in, and he quickly created distance: "Enemy attack!"

After the loud shout, his men did not arm themselves as quickly as he had expected, but continued to carry out the orders they had received.

Even though strangers were right in front of them, and even though there was a large hole in the base's wall.

But everyone ignored him and didn't even react to his shouts.

It's as if this is how it's always been.

The supervisor was planning to do something else, but as his mental energy invaded, his expression became blank, and he then joined the many busy members.

Ai Liang, following her memory, continued towards her supervisor's office.

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Upon learning that Ai Liang had destroyed the church on the ground, Bernard, the vice leader of the Sea Heart Society, who was holding a metal ball in one hand, once again urged the researcher next to him.

"Has the space transfer device not been repaired yet?"

"It's not a question of whether it's been repaired or not, but that we simply can't find the problem right now."

The researcher, holding the terminal and checking the various data, said with a bitter face: "The data shows that the space transfer device is working normally, but the device just can't be started. It always gets stuck at the authorization step."

I suspect that the Countermeasures Bureau may have left some backdoor when they sold us these devices.

Moreover, the external spatial density has also become abnormal, and the energy required and the cost of transmitting key facilities to another base have increased more than tenfold!
If the machine is working properly, then the apostle outside must have used some means to make spatial teleportation more difficult…

Faced with a researcher who spoke rapidly, like a machine gun, and interspersed his speech with a lot of incomprehensible jargon, Bernard wisely remained silent.

After the other party finished their long explanation, they continued to ask, "So, we're trapped here and about to die?"

Bernard spoke calmly, showing no sign of the panic one might expect when facing an apostle.

It was as if he still held some trump card in his hand, which could turn the tide and win the battle.

Under the influence of this inexplicable calm, even the previously tense and uneasy fusion warriors around him relaxed considerably.

Although they couldn't see what the person wrapped in that heavy armor looked like.

Bernard placed the metal ball into the groove at his waist, then turned and looked around at the fusion warriors.

These people stood at opposite ends of the machine; one side consisted of the direct subordinates trained by the Haixin Society, while the other side consisted of captured and dispatched tools.

Even including Justin, the bearded man, and the dwarf who had already been killed by Ai Liang, the total number of all the fusion warriors combined did not exceed single digits.

Even including the fusion warriors from other branch bases, the total number of fusion warriors in the Sea Heart Society is less than twenty.

But this number is already quite considerable.

Fusion warriors are not a common commodity. Apart from the Apostles, whose background is unclear, no matter which faction has them, their numbers will not be too large.

For smaller factions, having a fusion warrior already puts them at the top of the pack, below the three major powers.

The leaders of most minor factions are merely slightly stronger eccentric envoys.

Seeing their deputy leader begin counting heads, some of the core fusion warriors asked about the next steps: "Bernard, since the space transfer device is temporarily unusable, how do we avoid that apostle?"

Leaving aside the dwarf and the Assyrian, Justin comes from the Special Bureau, and his strength is among the best even among us.

Even the three of them, along with the spatial chessboard, couldn't hold off the apostle. If you have any trump cards up your sleeve, tell us so we don't all have to worry.

No sooner had this person finished speaking than another direct descendant fusion warrior chimed in: "We still don't even know what the apostle's purpose is in attacking. At a time like this, we still can't contact the leader?"

Only the apostles can deal with them.

In the eyes of these fusion warriors, only the leader, who possessed the curse and whose strength rivaled that of the Apostles, was qualified to speak with the Hermit.

Lacking sufficient strength, they don't even have the right to engage in dialogue.

Bernard was about to answer when the metal ball at his waist suddenly vibrated.

Everyone thought that the leader had finally sent a message, and they all focused their attention on Bernard.

Bernard didn't speak, but simply placed his hand on the metal ball to begin receiving information.

Not long after, a strong emotional surge emanated from inside the armor.

No one, including his close associates, had ever seen Bernard, who was usually as stagnant as a pool of water, so excited as he was now.

"No wonder the space transfer device needs authorization."

Bernard's ethereal voice traveled through the armor and filled the entire room.

Even through the armor, they could imagine Bernard's expression.

Relaxed, soothed, and light, as if someone who has been carrying a mountain range for years has suddenly unloaded the heavy burden on their shoulders.

"Bernard, what did the leader say? Has he already arrived?" a loyal member hurriedly asked.

Bernard's answer, however, left everyone present puzzled.

"When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the enemy state is destroyed, the strategist is killed... Finally... finally I can be free! Hahaha!! Hahahaha!!!"

As Bernard laughed maniacally, a loud bang was heard, and an unknown force pierced a large hole in the wall of the room they were in.

Apart from Bernard, everyone else activated the strange power within them to prepare for battle. Even the researchers hiding behind the space transfer device wrapped their coats tighter.

"I have something I'd like to discuss with your leader."

Ai Liang slowly stepped into the room: "Regarding the DX818A."

(End of this chapter)