Soul Trigger

Chapter 707 General Administration
"Where is Xandar?! What on earth is he doing?!"

"He's orchestrating a deep D-level personnel riot as planned... but with little effect. The old black man is more important to those guards; a mere rebellion is nothing to worry about!"

"Has the Black elderly population not spread to Area D?!"

"Not so fast! And that immortal seems to possess some kind of authority... He deliberately isolated Area D. The chaos is currently only breaking out and spreading in Area A, but it has already begun to spread towards the exit for high-level personnel, and it will soon alarm the outside of Limbo!"

"Then let Xandar release the storage material in Sector C!"

"But if that happens, the entire St. Martin's vault will collapse, and all these innocent people will die!"

"Just pin everything on that immortal! Send Xandar immediately. Whether things spiral out of control or the entire San Martin Vault falls, I must obtain the Black Saintess's personality relic!"

"but……"

"No, no, no buts! Do it immediately!!!"

Instantly, a visible burst of chaotic blackness erupted from the receiver, striking the receiver's spiritual barrier and causing him to shudder.
The Star Lord... has been corrupted by the Black Old Man?!

He gritted his teeth and switched channels:

"Xandar, forget about Zone D. The Star Lord has been corrupted by the Black Elder. We don't have much time left! Go release the Resting Objects in Zones BC. Create a complete breakdown at all costs!"

"What? Isn't the central vault located in Area A?"

"So now is a race against time. You have five minutes to create complete chaos, then immediately go to support the Star Lord. I will take care of things for you..."

boom! !

The hatch exploded, her dazzling blonde hair danced wildly, and the operator's head was slammed onto the control panel.

At the moment the instrument exploded, electrical sparks flew in all directions:
"...How dare you infiltrate my control room? Which organization's rats are you?"

The operator's pupils contracted, and he strained to see a handsome, marble-sculpted face:

"The Treasury Supervisor... Virtue..."

At this moment, his face was cold, with only his eyes burning with intense rage.
You have three seconds to say everything you know.

“I surrender! I’ll tell you everything! I…”

Before the words were even finished, a glint of light flashed in the operator's eyes, and in an instant, countless beings multiplied and fled towards the door—

"Refine."

A scream was heard, and the spiritual energy evaporated.

The beam of spiritual energy differentiated from the receiver spontaneously combusted, instantly transforming into a humanoid ash that solidified on the ground, from which a relic of the personality was gradually extracted:

"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities."

Commander-in-Chief Virtin flicked the dust off his hand, and with a casual wave of his hand, the damaged center console in front of him was repaired as if time had reversed, revealing a cold, dark figure.

He wore a honeycomb-patterned overcoat, the intricate exoskeleton beneath which was revealed with every movement. His crimson lightsaber was merciless, slicing any guards who stood in his way to pieces with a mere stroll.
"Dead Apostle, complete form..."

In that instant when Virtin's rage intensified, a shadow fell over him—

Since becoming an immortal, he had never encountered such a powerful enemy besides his teacher... Why now of all times, during these three days since his teacher left?!
The guards arrived late from the rear, and as soon as they raised their weapons, they saw the commander-in-chief.

Just as he was about to report, Virtin interrupted him without turning his head:
“Immediately send men to the low and middle areas to suppress them; they intend to take over the entire vault.”

"Yes! But what about Area A..."

“I know what’s going on in Area A. Two Echo-level beings are chasing and fleeing, making a complete mess of things. There’s also a fully evolved Dead Apostle madman who’s slaughtering my people… It’s no use you going there.”

"That……"

"Activate full lockdown, let those two immortals fight like dogs first, retrieve A-018, and I'll personally deal with that dead apostle!"

"However, the use of Class A double-digit sealed items requires the museum master's approval..."

"The vault is about to fall completely! Once the owner returns, everything will be over! As the head of the vault, I will act on behalf of the owner and execute this order immediately!!!"

……

Gravity surged forth, and Ji Li sped through the passage; they were already deep within Area A.

According to the topographical map explored by Clementine, after passing through three more areas, you can reach the deepest part, which is not only where Rabbit Girl was imprisoned, but also the containment chamber containing the remains of a god that Clementine could not reach at the time.

However, the area A in front of us is also in a state of chaos.

The corridor ahead was littered with corpses, some with their heads twisted back, others with festering sores, and still others stained with the color of chaotic shadows. Clearly, Clementine's operation was progressing very smoothly; the people in Area A were now too preoccupied to pay attention to him.

Just as Ji Li was about to continue forward, he suddenly stopped and drew his "Madman" sword from his waist, aiming it at his back.

He looked down and saw that his shadow was overlapping under the bright red light, and something was standing behind him.

Slowly turning his head, he saw a hideous and eerie face—

A-173.

It stood there behind Ji Li, its yellow body, which looked like wood or some kind of strange building material mixture, seemingly ready to snap his neck at any moment.

Ji Li placed his hand on the trigger of "Madman" and blinked.

In an instant, 173's figure disappeared from sight—

ran away.

Ji Li put down the madman and cracked his neck:

"He's someone who knows how to seize the moment..."

The next moment, the hatch in front exploded, and countless corpses, enveloped in darkness, poured towards Ji Li, with the old man's appearance standing out starkly—

The madman transformed with a snap, turning into a high-precision shotgun and shoving it directly into its mouth:

"As for you, you don't have that kind of discernment."

boom! ! ! !

Colors collapsed, spiritual energy was annihilated, and a terrifying shockwave spread out, instantly destroying the entire corridor and only stopping when it reached the back hall.

Ji Li flicked away the spirit material bullet casing, and the chaotic shadow remaining at the end of the destruction suddenly trembled and quickly shrank into the gap and disappeared.

The old man in black actually went around to appear in front of me?
Ji Li frowned slightly beneath his mask, and the gravity thrusters beneath his feet activated:
The plan remains unchanged: rescue the people first, and then go find the remains of the god.

Area A was now completely silent. The loss of control over the Black Old Man's containment had seemingly triggered a chain reaction, with a large number of containment chambers completely out of control. From time to time, the spirits of the Resting Objects could be seen emerging, only to be frightened away by Ji Li's spiritual pressure.

Just as Ji Li was sprinting at full speed, he felt a strong tremor—

"Tombstone, I'm very busy right now."

The skull ring that was taken out opened its mouth wide:

“Someone has informed the outside world. Bertrand Ludwig is about to return to the St. Martin’s Vault, accompanied by the Governor of the Dark Side Oversight Corps and the head of the Meursault family of Flash Street. You may need to speed things up.”

Such a swift response, no wonder it's a national-level secret society...

Ji Li said:
"So, have you confirmed his route of movement?"

"Of course."

"Then let's get started."

The skeleton grinned:

"I've been waiting for you to say that..."

Ji Li didn't reply and put away the skull ring.

To conquer Birmingham city and eliminate the massive amount of negative emotions from the slums, the Tower of Babel could not possibly be controlled by just those two people, plus him and the two traitors, Tombstone.

Therefore, the final plan will revolve around the city's three strongest individuals: Bertrand Ludwig, the governor of the Dark Side Oversight Group, and the head of the Meursault family in Flash Street.

Souls of Birmingham, this is all I can do. Aside from the Odin Cult, everything else is entirely for my own benefit...

Suddenly, Ji Li, lost in thought, was awakened by the tremor of his soul trigger. Sensing a surge of spiritual energy coming from the side, he abruptly bent over—

The golden greatsword swept across, narrowly grazing his chest cavity, which was lined with his exoskeleton, and sparked a burst of intense golden heat.

The next second, he kicked the attacker, and the gravitational shock exploded, sending the two figures, one in gold and one in black, flying backward.

As the gravity thrusters beneath his feet tore two long trails of sparks through the ground, he came to a stop, and the crimson lightsaber was already unsheathed.

Ji Li looked up and saw the solemn man with long blond hair. The information from Veronica flashed before his eyes:
"The Treasury Master, Wilding Hughes..."

Veltin spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling his blood and spiritual energy uncontrollably flowing backward. He gritted his teeth fiercely:
"...What do you intend to do to Birmingham?"

(End of this chapter)