A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 121 Siege (8K)

Unlike several students who have bodies from another world but pretend to be Earthlings.

These four policemen were genuine Jianghai people, with the same black hair and yellow skin as Quinn. He even remembered one of them, who had come to the school to give an anti-fraud speech at the beginning of the high school term.

But what he spoke at this time was authentic Tamilan.

".Abyssal Transcendent?"

Jack said that as long as the Abyss Transcendents sleep, their souls can log into the Abyss's 'network', "We have another identity over there."

Quinn wondered to himself, could this be what he meant by "another identity"?
The exact opposite of directly exploring the abyss.

One replaces the soul and the other replaces the body?
He never imagined that the "other identity" Jack mentioned was actually a resident of Jianghai City.

So the third layer of the abyss only includes Jianghai City? Could it also include the rest of the Earth?
The falling layer is ten times larger than the surface layer and the pollution layer combined, but Quinn can't even see the end of the forbidden forest on the surface.
When they heard the words "Abyss Superman", the four policemen looked calm and were not surprised that their identities were exposed.

The leader shouted coldly: "Release the hostages! Don't be stubborn. Releasing them now will be considered surrendering—"

Quinn moves quickly.

But he wasn't confident he could dodge the bullet.

Three guns were aimed at him. Quinn shrank his head and grabbed Adolf and hid back in the interrogation room.

They were still shouting: "Release the hostages! Surrender! You can't escape!!"

Quinn was confused. Hostage? Was he referring to Adolf or Seven?

Adolf kept struggling. Quinn had used up too much energy pushing the bicycle earlier, and now he couldn't hold him down for a moment. He scolded him, "Let go! If you keep messing around, they'll really shoot!"

Quinn stared at him. Is this guy in cahoots with the Abyss Transcendent?

No, it's not possible.
Adolf is Grindelwald's student, and the teaching department will always recruit a madman corrupted by the Abyss.
His current state is exactly the same as that of the policeman he is familiar with.

When Adolf realized he couldn't break free, his attitude softened: "Quinn, listen to me - come out with me and don't escalate the situation."

"Although I don't know what happened, I believe you did this for a reason. You've been a sensible child since childhood. This extreme behavior won't solve anything. Tell me, I can help you."

"Escalation. Of the situation?"

Quinn frowned in thought, listening to the continuous shouting outside the door, and asked curiously: "What will happen if the situation escalates?"

".According to the handling procedures, the police and leaders are on their way."

Adolf said solemnly, "The accuracy of police equipment is not comparable to that of pistols. If their superiors authorize shooting, they will find an opportunity to shoot you directly. Quinn, are you willing to risk your life to save a man selling fake aphrodisiacs?"

"Hey, I don't know him," Seven hurriedly distanced himself from the matter.

"And what I sell isn't fake medicine, it's magic oil! I brought it back from New Delhi! Adasi, apply a little bit, and the hook will turn into a road—"

Quinn frowned.

He looked at Seven beside him, and after a moment's hesitation, he raised his chin towards the door and said, "You can go now."

".Walk?"

Seven, completely confused about the situation, didn't dare to go out, fearing that he would be mistaken for being in cahoots with Quinn and get shot. He waved his hand hastily: "Or I'd better stay in here. Selling some magic oil will only get me fifteen days at most. Big brother, don't drag me into this fight with the police."

"You mean you plan to stay here and be my hostage?"

Seeing Quinn showing signs of compromise, Adolf immediately said, "Get out, it's okay—Hey! Don't shoot! He's willing to release a hostage, don't shoot!!"

After Adolf shouted loudly, the calls for surrender outside stopped.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you leave quickly?!" Adolf urged.

Unlike Free America, Seven trusted the police. He shouted "Don't shoot" while slowly extending his hand. When he heard the police outside shouting "Come here quickly", he quickly ran out.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away in the corridor. The group of Abyss Transcendents actually did not shoot. Instead, they let Seven retreat to the hall before confronting Quinn.

Quinn's brows relaxed. Sure enough, their actions were not right.

This group of people were obviously coming for several students and him.

But whether they want to kill or kidnap, there is no need to stalemate with Quinn here. Will the Abyss Superman care about any hostages?

Not to mention that the "hostages" in Quinn's hands are students of the academy. How could he take his own people as hostages?

They have the advantage in numbers, and a direct attack is the easiest way.

Even though they were wary of Quinn, whose strength was unknown, they didn't take any action against the one who had just escaped.

He thought calmly—Abyssal Transcendents must follow certain rules, and his boss had said that the next time he went into the Abyss, he would understand what the "Laws of the Abyss" were.
Is it
Quinn glanced out the door with a mixture of laughter and tears. The four men were acting in standard emergency response mode: one holding a blast shield, three holding guns, guarding the exit without moving. They didn't fire when he looked out, but continued to shout, "Drop your weapons and surrender immediately."
Their identity in the abyss is "police", so they don't have to act according to police rules, right?
Jack's sequence name is Merchant. Although we don't know what his identity is in the abyss, it is definitely related to business.

He said that once the deal is done, he will be held responsible if anything goes wrong within a certain period of time. This is stipulated by law. Does that mean he will be responsible for after-sales service, or returns and refunds?
That's what happened to the police.
"Drop the gun! Show us your hands! We'll keep you safe—"

Adolf raised his head suddenly and shouted to the outside of the door: "There's no gun--"

boom.

Quinn pressed his head down and slammed it hard on the table. The interrogation table was made of pure stainless steel. Adolf was knocked unconscious on the spot and didn't even get to say "There's no bullet in the gun".

Quinn picked up the empty gun from the ground and weighed the pros and cons.

They knew I had a gun, probably because Adolf informed me, but they didn't know how many bullets were left in the gun, so they just stood there in a daze.

The logic of the police's actions must prioritize the safety of the masses. If I don't do anything extreme, they will just stay here with me until the police responsible for handling similar incidents arrive.
It’s hard to say whether there are police or not. Even if there are, they are probably the extraordinary people from the abyss.

As long as I didn't shoot first, didn't put the gun to Adolf's head, and found cover, they would just keep trying to persuade him to surrender.
When shooting, if you can shoot the legs, shoot the legs. If you can't shoot the legs, shoot the head. But at this distance they can't guarantee that they won't accidentally hurt Adolf. No wonder they kept asking me to let go of the hostages.

Quinn didn't know what Lin was doing. The little loli was a sixth-grade student. This was Grindelwald's sixth grade. She was almost old enough to participate in the demon-slaying war and hunt demons. She was also the best among them. Couldn't she easily deal with a few abyss transcendents?
She had been silent, perhaps she had been attacked by these four men, or perhaps she had encountered some other trouble.
Quinn is a thief who is not good at fighting. The snake scales that Mista and Hemo gave him to save his life are gone. His only weapon has no bullets, and his body is tired from the previous journey.

It was basically impossible to fight one against four. The only way to survive was to reunite with Lin and hope that she, the only genius after Merlin who mastered magic at the age of sixteen, could add some strength.

We can't delay this any longer. What if Seven reveals that there are no bullets in the gun, or if the "special police" that may exist show up?
Quinn moved quickly and violently removed the wooden door of the interrogation room. The door was as old as the old building and had become decayed along with the strange city. He pulled it so hard that he almost tore off the door frame.

He carried the knocked-out Adolf on his shoulders, lifted the door, hid his body behind it, and began to push it out.

“Back off!!! Back off—”

Quinn yelled as if he was losing control of his emotions, "Don't push me! Get out! Get out of the building!!"

You play the "police" and I will play the "robber". Now the robber is about to lose control of his emotions. If you are not afraid that I will hurt the hostages, just stand there.

A look of annoyance flashed across the face of the police officer holding the shield, but he had to obey Quinn and step back.

In fact, they can shoot.

However, regulations require that the safety of the "hostages" and the "public" be guaranteed. In the event of a hijacking, priority should be given to stabilizing the suspect's emotions while waiting for support to arrive and for the leadership to decide how to proceed.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Quinn used the wooden door as a large shield, occasionally exposing the barrel of his gun. The few people had no angle to shoot, so they had no choice but to retreat through the door.

There was a police car parked next to the big pit at the door. Unlike the car wreckages Quinn had seen along the way, this car looked very new and had red and blue lights flashing. Celia, Megan and Seven were all hiding behind the car.

When they saw Quinn carrying the door out like a Spartan warrior breaking through Thermopylae, the two men looked as if they had seen a god.

What are you trying to achieve by kidnapping a police officer and confronting him? Are you trying to extort Zidan?
"Quinn, let him go!" Celia shouted anxiously.

There was only one police officer with a shield left confronting him. The police officer had no gun, which met the requirement of "maintaining negotiations with the robber" and he did not need to retreat.

Seeing that the plan was accomplished, Quinn was too lazy to shout and stared straight at the man.

The shield-wielding policeman had a sarcastic smile on his face.

"I can spend the day with you. When the sun rises, we'll sink to the fourth floor together, and my reinforcements will arrive. Either you are contaminated by the abyss and become a living dead, or you honestly put down this broken door and the student in your hands and follow me. I can guarantee that you will not be contaminated by the abyss. How about it?"

".You really want to catch him alive."

Quinn raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you want to do by arresting students from the academy? Do you have a grudge?"

"No, no, no, we're not just arresting students, we're arresting you too."

He didn't intend to hide his intentions.

"Your lives are quite valuable and can be exchanged for a lot with the Academy. If you're from the Cult of God exploring the Abyss, there's no need to capture them alive. Those fanatics never compromise. Cooperate with us. As long as the Academy is willing to buy your lives, we can all return alive."

Quinn understood that the pig was being tied up.

"Aren't you afraid that the academy will retaliate against you?"

"Oh, of course I'm afraid, but the prerequisite is that the academy can find me."

He pushed the police hat on his head. His appearance was completely composed of the "memories" of the abyss. With his identity as the abyss as a cover, he dared to challenge the world's largest arcane organization.

"What's your destiny?" Quinn asked calmly. "Public relations? Public servant? Businessman? Genius?"

The policeman laughed happily.

"As expected of a teacher at the academy, you know a lot."

"How can I believe what you say?" Quinn hid behind the door.

"I'm sorry, but we're not greedy merchants, so we can't sign a contract with you. But you can't use arcane magic right now, right? Then we can only take a gamble—die, or trust me."

He said calmly, "Let me be frank. Once the falling layer sinks to the fourth layer, you idiots without any protective equipment will be 100% contaminated. No one will be able to do anything by then."

Quinn fell silent, as if thinking.

".I have to ensure the safety of the students."

"As you can see—" the policeman pointed to the back of the police car, where three students were being watched by three other people: "They are all here, and they are fine."

What about Lin?
Quinn hid behind the door and looked around coldly, but did not see the little loli.

She has been elusive and must have hidden herself before these people showed up.

The Demonic Defense Department teaches students how to fight, and the first lesson for all freshmen is to learn how to buy enough time to cast arcane spells.

Arcane spells require chanting time, and before the spell is successfully cast, the arcanist is no different from an ordinary person.

The battle of the arcanist is a battle of time difference.

Do you need me to buy you some time?
"You mean, nothing will happen to us?" Quinn raised his voice so that everyone could hear it, looking timid but inwardly powerful.

"They'll be locked up." The officer pointed to the holding area. "It's a cell like this. Much more comfortable than the one in Lantiniam."

Lontiniam.
This is the name of the British royal city. Is this Abyss Transcendent in front of him from Britain?

"What are you going to extort from the academy? Gold pounds?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Quinn seemed to hesitate, but in the end, he lowered the door panel, threw the gun aside, and raised his hands -

"I surrender."

Looking at Adolf lying unconscious on the ground, the policeman smiled with great amusement.

"You seem to be very familiar with our rules. Did he tell you that? Surrender and no killing?"

Quinn shrugged. "Does it require a conviction process?"

"That's right. But even if you don't do this, we won't kill you."

He looked through the transparent explosion-proof shield and carefully confirmed that Quinn had no arcane props such as rings or necklaces on him, and did not have a wand. Then he walked out from behind the shield and took out a pair of silver handcuffs to handcuff Quinn.

"You know, you're much more valuable alive than dead—!"

He felt a sharp pain in his chest and his eyes blurred. The speed was so fast that he couldn't react before he was hit hard in the ribs by an elbow!
The intense pain made his body bend like a shrimp in an instant. Before the three policemen at the door could react, Quinn picked up the gun with the speed of a ghost and pressed it against the forehead of the shield-holding policeman.

Seeing this extraordinary speed and strength, the police officer's eyes, narrowed in pain, flashed with horror, and he shouted, "Be careful, this guy is a transcendent—"

Quinn had turned the bullet-proof shield to block the gunfire from outside.

It’s a pity that this guy didn’t have a gun, otherwise I could have grabbed it easily.

But it was enough. At this time, the three police officers' attention was on him, and he bought about a minute.

"Lin——!" Quinn yelled at the top of his lungs, "Now!!!"

The three people outside the door immediately realized that they had fallen into a trap. They thought that there would be arcane magic coming from somewhere and they were so scared that they ran away.

They are different from those who explore the abyss with their bodies. If an abyss transcendent "dies" in the abyss, it is not as simple as being contaminated by the abyss, but their souls will be truly destroyed.

Quinn's voice resounded through the clouds, echoing through the empty city.

But when the echo faded away, nothing happened.

There were no fireballs raining down from the sky, no blinding lightning, and not even the simplest first-level arcane spell, "Rune Flying Stone," fired. Celia had no idea why the three police officers had suddenly collapsed, their faces shrouded in fear and bewilderment.

Is the world crazy?

Quinn's mouth twitched. "Lin, where the hell are you? You're not even here. Where did you go?"
"Lin!!" He had no choice but to shout again. If he couldn't shout out, everything would be over.

A magic wand poked Quinn's back of the head. He turned around blankly and found that the little loli was standing behind him, looking at him with clear eyes.

".Where have you been?"

Lin pointed her wand at the reception desk again.

"Hide down there." She tilted her head. "What for?"

Quinn was going crazy. "What are you doing? What are you doing? The Abyss Transcendents are here to capture your juniors, and you're just sitting there?"
The policeman who had a gun to his head from Quinn was also stunned.

Didn't they say there were only four students? Where did this little girl come from?

Look at her uniform. Is she in first grade? Why is she awake? Is she wearing protective gear?
"Arcane, magic, anything—"

Quinn pointed at the three equally confused policemen in the distance, "Use them!!"

Lin blinked and said as a matter of course: "You are the teacher."

It means "You are a teacher, can't you handle it?"

"I can't use arcane." Quinn had to make an excuse.

The policeman he had kidnapped had already reacted. Although he didn't know why, this incredibly beautiful little girl seemed to have the ability to fight!

"Go grab her wand and don't let her cast the spell, quick!!"

Three police officers rushed over immediately, but judging from their speed, they were not much different from ordinary people. They were probably low-sequence people like Jack, only Sequence Nine or Sequence Eight.

Quinn gritted his teeth and used the rules again—

"Back off! I'll shoot if you come any closer!"

A trace of disdain flashed in the policeman's eyes. He said in a low and short voice: "According to Article 277, Paragraph 3 of the Criminal Law, you are now found guilty of obstructing public service. Put down your gun and raise your hands in surrender!"

Quinn was about to say "idiot", but an inexplicable force came from his hand, the pistol flew out of his hand, and the hands that bound the man couldn't help but rise up, exactly the same force that Jack used to bind him that day!
But this time the power was not as long-lasting as the contract. It only bound Quinn for two or three seconds before he broke free.

But the attacks from the other three followed one after another——

"Looking for trouble! Please calm down!"

An inexplicable force began to interfere with Quinn's mind. He wanted to pick up the gun and rob the man again, but his body involuntarily slowed down for a moment, and his fighting spirit disappeared without a trace.

"Destroying public property! Apologize!"

About 30% of his strength and power were drained away, and his already exhausted body became even heavier. The police officer who shouted this sentence moved noticeably faster, as if he had sucked away Quinn's strength.

"Assaulting police officers with weapons, detaining them!"

Heavy pressure came from all sides of his body, especially between his wrists. A strange suction force sucked his hands together, as if Quinn was handcuffed by invisible handcuffs.

He could still move, but taking action required fighting against these messy negative states, which made it extremely difficult.

"Be careful--"

Based on the power they displayed and the Abyss Sequence name his boss had mentioned, Quinn immediately determined their path: "It's Sequence Nine [Public Servant] of the Gluttony Fate!"

Lin held her wand.

There was no emotion on her face, neither fear nor nervousness. She just asked calmly, "Do you want me to help you?"

Quinn is about to cry. Aren't you too emotionally stable? Can't you tell whether I need your help or not? Senior Lin, why are you just watching?
Together, the four officers passed the slow-moving Quinn.

The only universal rule for dealing with arcanists is—

Don't let her raise her wand and finish the spell!

"Yes! Do it!!" Quinn shouted almost desperately.

So the little Loli nodded slightly.

She didn't say anything, but just pointed her wand, which was taller than her, and tapped it lightly at the ground.

Several Abyss Transcendents smiled with triumph.

At this distance, it's too late to cast any arcane spells.

In vain, their faces changed drastically.

Thick lake green magic power appeared out of nowhere and flashed into an arcane rune. Something was about to condense. Strong winds swept through the hall, blowing up dust, and the arcane magic took shape in an instant!
"Shit, no chanting arcane—"

They turned around and ran away, as desperate as if their parents had died. Judging from the momentum, it was not an ordinary arcane spell, at least level five or above!
Arcanist Pure Glass Cannon.

Before the arcane is released, let's see if she can withstand it.

But after they are released, it depends on whether everyone can withstand it.

Fifth-tier arcane magic can already be used as a battlefield weapon. Its lethality is calculated based on area, and it can easily tear steel and shatter the earth. And judging by the momentum, it's probably more than just fifth-tier arcane magic.
Spicy balls!

The speed of arcane condensation was much faster than that of a person running. Before they could take two steps, a terrifying torrent of mana rushed over and swept into the hall like a tide.
Quinn.

After the dazzling light, Quinn looked blankly at the arcane shield on his body that seemed to be plated with gold.

The aurora green mana almost solidified into a substance, swirling and surging throughout his body.
".That's it?"

".Well."

The little Loli swayed and fell down.

She lay on the ground and said softly, "I'm hungry and I have no magic power."

"."

Quinn was going crazy. It was such a good opportunity just now. Why didn't you cast an arcane spell like Flamestrike to clear the field? Instead, you cast a B shield on me?
But you know what, this shield is so advanced that the negative states imposed by them were actually cleared.

Several Abyss Transcendents were also unable to deal with it, so how come I am fine?
The mana fluctuation just now was definitely a high-level arcane spell. This kind of arcane spell often has a lock, and once the spell is formed, it cannot be avoided at all.

Quinn looked at Lin lying motionless on the ground and asked angrily:
"Why did you cast defensive arcane on me?"

"Helping with Pizza," Lin said quietly, not sounding guilty, but rather like she was genuinely tired.

"If you want to help me, use an offensive arcane spell. How about a fireball?!"

There was silence for a while.

Only then did I hear Lin say calmly, "I don't know offensive arcane skills. Harry didn't teach me."

Quinn smiled in relief.

His smile was uglier than crying: "Sigh. Can we reconcile?"

The three men pulled out their guns and pointed them at Quinn, shooting without saying a word.

Repeated warnings were ineffective. The suspect had a gun next to him and might pick it up and fight back at any time, so it was judged that he could shoot.

But they were aiming for the legs, just to incapacitate Quinn.

It is both a requirement to capture someone alive and a requirement of the identity of a "policeman".

But what he didn't expect was that when the bullet hit Quinn's arcane shield, it made a dull and short sound. He didn't feel anything at all, and the bullet broke into several pieces and bounced on the ground.

Gunfire rang out densely, but until the three men emptied their magazines, not even a dent appeared on Quinn's arcane shield.

Mana was as solid as a substance, as dreamy as a fantasy, flowing over Quinn like an aurora belt.

"Tsk!" The leading police officer gritted his teeth and declared solemnly again: "Cooperate with security and take off your coat!"

The mana shield fluctuated visibly.

But it only fluctuated for a moment, and the color was still bright. Quinn, who was wrapped in it, did not feel any discomfort. Their extraordinary methods were bounced away!
The power of the Abyss Beyonders is mostly rule-based, and the power of the rule-based system is compared by the level of status. These sequence nines certainly cannot shake the high-level arcane.

Quinn made a quick decision and rushed towards the nearest person.

He didn't know how to fight, but his instinct told him to just punch.

His body was exhausted, so the punch only had 60% to 70% strength. However, the arcane shield on the surface of the fist was as hard as steel knuckles. The man who was hit by the punch instinctively stretched out his hand to block it, but his wrist was broken and he howled in pain.

Arcane Shield is still as good as new.

Quinn didn't know what Lin had given him, but he knew that he was now invincible and could end the battle immediately.

They tried again to use the extraordinary means of Gluttony's Fate to interfere with Quinn, but the shield remained motionless and the bullets were used up. For a moment, the offense and defense were reversed, and they were beaten by him and fled in panic in the hall.

Even though Quinn was running out of energy, his punches with the shield still felt incredibly powerful.

The guy who was punched at the beginning tried to escape while holding his broken hand, but he was not as fast as Quinn. After being caught up, he was punched again and staggered to the ground, unable to get up again.

Seeing that he was vomiting blood, Quinn knew that he had no fighting ability left, so he prepared to turn back to deal with the other three.

But suddenly, he remembered what his boss said.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and his gaze turned back like a knife. Without hesitation, he punched the guy who was trying to crawl away on the ground.

The hit was on the temple.

His body twitched and he was punched again, his forehead was sunken and he was deader than dead.

The corpse on the ground suddenly flashed and blurred for a moment like snowflakes. The figure of the "policeman" disappeared, and was replaced by a white-skinned young man wearing a shirt with a lot of pleats, tight white breeches and high leather boots, which was a classic British outfit.

His real body's eyeballs bulged out, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he looked like he had been hit on the forehead and died.

After about two or three seconds, he disintegrated into ashes and was blown away by the wind.

[Soul Dust +205, currently 380 Soul Dust remaining.]

Quinn was stunned. The soul fragments increased after killing someone?
Could it be that when an Abyss Beyonder dies in the Abyss, his soul will not be imprisoned and corrupted, but will be directly shattered?
He looked at the remaining three people coldly, and his gaze made them shudder.

"I've met a tough guy—"

The officer holding the shield gritted his teeth and said, "Take off the shield from him! Otherwise we'll all die. This guy is a combat professional!"

The other two hesitated, looked at each other, and asked hesitantly: "How do we dismantle it?"

"How else can we dismantle it—" He took the lead and ran into the office, trying to delay a little longer, "Contact Mr. Q and ask him for help!!"

Quinn would not let them find a way. After killing one, he stood up immediately. His speed was so fast that he caught up with another in the blink of an eye and knocked him down with a light kick.

Ever since he decided not to hold back, his weird fighting instinct almost dominated his whole body. He didn't use any fancy techniques, just a simple punch, crushing the Adam's apple with the outside of his knuckles. The man fell to the ground, holding his neck. After twitching for a while, he turned into a dark-skinned old man, as if he had suffocated to death, and turned into ashes in a miserable way.

[Soul Dust +251, currently 631 Soul Dust remaining.]

The only two remaining policemen took out their walkie-talkies and hurriedly pressed a set of numbers while fleeing. Behind them, the killer-like Quinn had caught up with them. He looked like he had no intention of communicating at all, and it was obvious that he was also very tired, but even so, he was still faster than them.

This is the crushing power of the combat profession in fighting. Quinn is still a thief. If he had another destiny, such as a fighter or a knight, the battle would have ended long ago in such a small terrain.

But thieves also have advantages, they can move and are the best at roaming!
A wailing sound came from behind him. The shield officer was the only one left. He ran up the stairs to the second floor, out of breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the last companion being caught by Quinn, who tried to resist, but Quinn dodged a panicked punch by slightly turning sideways, raised his leg and kneed him, bending him over, then grabbed his neck with one hand and his head with the other and turned him around, breaking his cervical vertebrae with his clever strength, neatly and quickly.

It all happened too quickly, and the killing was too easy.

The remaining Abyss Transcendent dared not even pause, terror gripping him. Was this a warrior? Or a ninja? The skill he displayed was as sophisticated as a killing machine.
There was a burst of noise from the intercom in my hand, followed by a beep, and an emotionless electronic voice came from it: "Hello."

His anxious face finally showed a trace of relief, and he said anxiously: "Mr. Q, I am now——"

"I know." The voice on the intercom interrupted him.

"I can save you. The condition is that you convince your father, Duke Lawrence, to declare war on the King of Britain."

"Varied"

Hearing the footsteps rushing up the stairwell, he knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Okay, I swear in the name of the God of Gluttony, I promise you—"

As Quinn ran up to the second floor, he suddenly heard the broadcast.

The radio is on.

From rusty speakers, fallen speakers, and dust-covered phones—all these dead, broken, or even smashed electronic gadgets—an emotionless, electronic male voice emanated simultaneously. It was identical to the voice of Siri, the Apple smart assistant:
"This place is forbidden to do anything supernatural."

Without any warning, the arcane shield on Quinn disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)