Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 643 The Prism Killer

"You actually dared to come back? I heard that the Prism Force is quite harsh on the defeated. Is your current state their punishment for you?" Zheng Fan spoke into his phone so that he could hear himself.

"I suppose so," Li Busi replied with a wry smile. "I'm not surprised that you were able to get into the Central Government, but I suggest you keep your distance from me. Whatever you plan to do, you probably don't want to be suddenly targeted by Prism Assassins at this time."

"Prism even sent people to hunt you down? This doesn't seem like a simple punishment for a loser. What have you done?"

“…I didn’t do anything,” Li Busi replied calmly.

"At this point, I don't think you have any reason to be stubborn. Unless you have a death wish, if you share some useful information, maybe I'll be in a good mood and help you out?"

Whether Li Busi wants to live or not, he's already come all this way despite his injuries, so what else is there to say?

Being prepared to die is not the same as giving up the struggle.

Li Busi took a deep breath: "Internal strife has begun. The Central Group can only unite when its interests are aligned, but the Lighthouse has persuaded some people with certain conditions."

"The Central Group is starting to disintegrate?!" Lu Chongming exclaimed in surprise.

The task force was just coordinating and mobilizing resources and identifying obstacles, while the central group seems to have already started fighting amongst themselves.

"And what did your Prism Unit say?" Zheng asked.

"Although our group is collectively known as the Prism Force and reports directly to the central government, this is a general concept. Most of us come from different backgrounds, and the people and groups behind us are quite different. If things really come to this, disintegration would not be unexpected." Li Busi had clearly anticipated this development, and his expression remained calm as he spoke about it.

"So you were beaten like this because of your birth mother?"

Since they weren't reduced to this state as punishment for defeat, they must have chosen the wrong side.

Li Busi knew he would not have a good end, yet he was still willing to return to the central government. Surely it wasn't for some kind of glory in Dadu?
The most likely reason is for his family.

“She’s a very willful person, and a willful person who wields considerable power will naturally be seen as a thorn in someone’s side. The bitter fruits of the past have finally come back to her. From an outsider’s perspective, all we can say is that she deserves it… But as you said, she is my birth mother.” Li Busi’s injuries had already healed.

After all, he was someone who had activated the Death Treasure, and it would be very difficult for him to die again after activating the Death Treasure.

However, from another perspective, the injuries that even someone who has activated the Death Veil technique need to spend so much time recovering from are quite serious.

Lu Chongming's eyes flickered.

Zheng Fan noticed Lu Chongming's emotions beside him and felt helpless. This was probably the resonance between two filial sons—in the proper, positive sense.

"How is she now?"

“I bought her a chance to escape. Just then, Li Miaosheng and Fan Zhonghong arrived. It should be fine to leave the escort of my mother to them. I drew away the main pursuers, which were the other Prism members,” Li Busi replied.

As soon as they finished speaking, a whooshing sound came from the air. Lu Chongming and Li Busi quickly looked up and saw a shadow flash by in the gradually dimming sunset.

"They're here. Listen carefully, don't touch anything they throw out!" Li Busi warned solemnly.

Although he didn't know why he could enter this combat state in the central area, Lu Chongming had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter combat state.

The next moment, several dark green spiked balls fell from the sky, hit the path, bounced several times at high speed, and then headed towards Li Busi and Lu Chongming at strange angles.

Li Busi was prepared and nimbly dodged. Lu Chongming was startled by the trajectory and speed of these things and almost instinctively tried to block them, but after remembering Li Busi's warning, he quickly reacted and suppressed his instincts. But in that moment of distraction, a spiked ball ricocheted directly behind him and into his blind spot.

Li Busi reacted swiftly, unleashing a death energy flying dagger from his four chest openings, which struck the spiked ball directly. Lu Chongming had already realized he had almost been hit by it.

The moment Li Busi's Death Aura Flying Knife collided with the dark green spiked ball, the spiked ball seemed to merge directly into the Death Aura Flying Knife.

The throwing knives suddenly expanded, and the smooth texture originally composed of death energy cracked extensively, accompanied by a creaking sound like glass. The small throwing knives began to crystallize before exploding.

Bang!
Even the explosion caused by the small throwing knife made Lu Chongming's body shake. He was also drenched in a cold sweat: What the hell was that?!
Leaving aside the question he'd been pondering for ages—"Why can these people mobilize their forces at will in the Central District?"—he still hadn't found a solution.

He had just been so close to them that he could roughly see the effect of these spikes.

This directly caused the dead matter to solidify, triggering a collapse and disintegration, which ultimately led to this explosion.

If even a small throwing knife could cause such a reaction, Lu Chongming dared not imagine what it would be like if a human body were hit.

This is too eerie!

"What? There's no reaction power either. People from the Disposal Bureau? You're in the way. Get lost. Didn't they teach you not to be so curious when you worked at the Disposal Bureau?"

A frivolous voice came from above. On the windowsill of a window, a person was crouching down, observing Li Busi and Lu Chongming below.

He was dressed in a dark green, close-fitting outfit. His head was covered by a hood, and if he weren't masked, he would have been mistaken for a stereotypical ninja.

"That move just now almost killed me, and now you're advising me to leave?" Lu Chongming was sweating profusely, and his temper was rising.

He wasn't exactly known for his good temper.

"So what?" The other party's attitude was dismissive; as members of the Prism Unit, they clearly wouldn't take an unknown low-ranking officer from the Processing Bureau seriously.

Swish!
As they spoke, the black blade energy swept directly toward their opponent, but was easily dodged by the opponent with a few leaps, and finally landed lightly on the ground between Lu Chongming and Li Busi.

"Li Busi, it's one thing to be defeated openly and have it publicized, but to be so clueless, making such a foolish choice after we've already decided to forgive and forget about you, hindering the mission... It seems our initial training for you wasn't thorough enough." The other party criticized Li Busi.

“I can recite the Prism Force manifesto, Jackson, can you?” Lee said calmly.

Jackson was taken aback and said, "What's the use of just talking about theories? You're the one who lost, not me."

As he spoke, several small spiky balls were already clenched between his fingers: "I thought you'd run a bit further so I could catch up properly, but I didn't expect you to stop and waste time because of a mere lackey. Seriously, how can someone get weaker and weaker?"

"You bastard who relies on his strong illusion abilities," Li Busi cursed directly.

"My illusion and I have relied on each other to develop such power. This unfairness is the greatest fairness we can offer you!" As he finished speaking, Jackson's fingers twitched, ready to launch the spiked ball.

A strong gust of wind swept behind his head, accompanied by a thunderous boom. Lightning exploded behind Jackson's head, causing his head to jolt violently and leaving him momentarily dazed.

How can it be? !
How did these low-level henchmen from the Bureau of Investigation manage to wield such power in the Central District? And this power... is incredibly strong!

Bang!
Jackson was shoved into the wall face-in and disappeared from sight for a time.

(End of this chapter)