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Familiar ceiling

The same plot unfolded and the same ending, but the difference was that when Belial opened his eyes again this time, he no longer felt any resentment or anger. Instead, he was filled with a sense of Zen.

He let out a long breath, and even felt a little relieved.

However, this pleasure didn't last long before it was interrupted by a fist that landed on his face.

Belial's head lolled to the side and he flew a long way.

Looking up, I saw an angry Saraka.

“What do you want to do?” Belial demanded.

"Need I say more? Of course I'll fuck you!"

Enraged, Saraca leaped forward, becoming a blur as it pounced. Belial spread its wings and took to the air, but Saraca's claw missed its target beneath it, and the wall shattered with a deafening roar.

Belial launched a magical shockwave into the air, the shockwave colliding mid-air with the ball of light flung out by Saraca. A burst of burning air erupted, the recoil sending Belial flying backward, his back slamming heavily against the dark brown rock.

Saraca lunged forward and punched it in the face. The rock behind it was instantly blasted through, and the demon's body plummeted downwards, leaving a crimson trail.

Saraca accelerated to catch up, grabbing Belial and plunging down. The two crashed to the ground with a thud, creating a huge crater in the scorching earth. Belial used the momentum to flip over, struggling to get into the riding position, but before he could even settle in, his opponent used a sudden burst of strength to pull him back onto the ground. The two demons wrestled and struggled in the crater.

"enough!"

A sinister voice rang out, and crimson magic erupted between the two demons, blasting them both away.

A new demon descended, landing between the two demons. It was exceptionally large, with purplish-red skin and a body that burned like flames. Its deep-set eyes emitted a blood-red light, and a pair of sharp horns protruded menacingly from its head.

Son of the Three Palaces, the Demon Tissac.

It seemed that this demon was stronger; as soon as it appeared, the two demons stopped fighting and continued to glare at each other.

"what happened?"

"It's all that useless Belial's fault!" Saraca angrily berated. "We ran into that creature of light that Belial mentioned before! This time, even I was killed by him."

"Did Belial conspire with the other side to plot against you?" Tissac asked.

"Uh, that's not the case."

"Did Belial betray us at the last minute and stab us in the back?"

"No, not at all."

"Then why are you hitting your own people?"

Saraka was speechless.

I was furious when I got back, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that what Tissaka said made sense.

After holding back for a while, he glared fiercely at Belial: "If you hadn't given away too many things before, allowing them to figure out our magical properties and fighting style, how could I have been defeated so easily?"

"This is my fault too?" Belial's eyes widened. "Everything I said was true. This operation proved that our sister does exist, and that the creature of light is real! You were the one who refused to believe it and insisted on going up there to your death."

"You delivered your head into this mess, who else is to blame but yourself?"

"you"

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Tisak quickly intervened: "Stop! Enough. Instead of this, tell me in detail about that creature of light, and what's going on with our sister."

He paused, then a smirk appeared on the devil's lips.

"I'm starting to get a little interested."

The undercover mission within the Blood Cult went even more smoothly than expected. The two bishops they captured seemed to hold high positions within the organization, and their hideout even unexpectedly yielded a large list of Blood Cult members in the Midtown area.

The registration records were very clear, including everyone's name, gender, occupation, contact information, address, and even email address. It was comprehensive and saved the relevant departments a lot of trouble.

Of course, these are basically just low-level fry, cannon fodder at the bottom of the group. These people come from all walks of life and are scattered throughout the city. Going door-to-door to check water meters is repetitive and mechanical labor, not something the heroes need to do personally.

However, when it comes to contacting the Midtown Police Station, it's worth considering that although they are just low-level thugs, they are still small fry with some magical protection, and there's no guarantee that a police operation wouldn't result in any casualties.

So Shen You once again used the alias "Mike Williams" and reported the operation to his superiors.

The process went very smoothly. The Blood Cult is a religious organization with some supernatural elements, and it was already on the radar of the Sky Eye. In fact, the Sky Eye also has a special task force to deal with this group.

Such a precise list of personnel and information was undoubtedly exactly what the countermeasures team needed. The Sky Eye intelligence agency immediately mobilized its personnel, and professional agents launched a swift arrest operation based on the intelligence.

The Blood Cult members in Midtown were completely unprepared. Some were in their own beds, some were in other people's beds, some were even eating hot pot and singing, when suddenly their doors were blown up, and after a series of smooth "FBI, don't move" maneuvers, they were carried away in one fell swoop.

The Blood Cultists of Midtown suffered unprecedented damage; the bishop and several deacons were all captured, and most of the members were eliminated.

Agent Mike Williams was even commended for this, receiving a major commendation within Sky Eye, and a promotion seemed imminent.

Inside a gloomy church sanctuary.

A few candles flickered in the darkness, the inner walls of the hall made of heavy stone. A stifling atmosphere filled the room, yet the faint light from the solitary candles was enough to illuminate the entire hall.

In front of the main hall stood grotesque statues, resembling various demons. The dim candlelight made the statues and murals appear particularly somber. The murals depicted a crimson demon, stepping on a red lotus; it was the ruler of another dimension, the Lord of the Three Palaces.

"archbishop."

A man in black robes knelt on one knee and respectfully addressed a person deep within the hall.

"The ceremony in the central district seems to have failed. Intelligence says that the Sky Eye Society somehow got wind of it, not only disrupting the ceremony but also obtaining a large number of our members' names."

The Midtown division suffered a devastating blow, with most of its members being dealt with.

The follower, addressed as the Archbishop, pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "It seems we underestimated our opponent. That 'Heavenly Eye' is more threatening than we imagined, and we should learn from this loss."

He paused, then asked, "Not a single person from this operation survived?"

"It's not that a small number of believers escaped this purge. But overall, the losses were still heavy."

"Hmph, the Heavenly Eye Society is good enough. Since they want war, then let's do as they wish," the archbishop said coldly.

"what do you mean"

"We lost this intelligence war, but it will never happen again."

The archbishop turned around, a crimson light flashing in his eyes.

"We need to plant an undercover agent within the Sky Eye Society."

Chapter 153 Ultraman Infiltrator

Blood Cultists use a spiritual space for communication.

"Everyone here is a survivor of the Midtown incident. I am the commander assigned to you by the organization for your next mission."

This incident was a huge blow to us Blood Cultists, and it is truly remarkable that you escaped death. The Archbishop is very gratified.

"I'm willing to shed blood and risk my life for the organization!" These were the words of Shen You.

"It's a pity that I was unable to do anything in that incident due to my limited abilities." These words were spoken by a shadow standing in another corner of the space, but it was still Shen You.

"Speak freely of any orders or requests from the organization. I am willing to risk my life to serve the supreme master!" The third figure spoke, and it was still Shen You.

Yes, that's right. After the battle in the Central City, not only was the Blood Cult's branch severely damaged, but Shen You also retrieved several more magic stones, similar to those he had seized from that deacon last time.

It seems that only those at the lowest rank of deacon or above within the Blood Cult are qualified to possess such stones. Of the several stones Shen You currently possesses, two were taken from two bishops, and the rest came from local deacons in Midtown.

With the results of the previous research on the first stone, activating the remaining stones by simulating the magic of the Three Palaces was naturally not difficult.

Normally, a person's consciousness can only be linked to one stone at a time in this magical conference room, but Shen You is different. Each clone of the Ultra Clan's clone technique can be driven by an independent consciousness; creating clones is the foundation of the clone ability.

Now, without consuming energy to create clones, he simply separated several thoughts and sent them out, each using a stone to sneak into the conference room. He only tried it briefly and got in smoothly.

The Blood Cult members seemed to think that after the Midtown incident, at least the high-ranking officials, such as bishops and deacons, had escaped. However, little did they know that none of the officials had escaped.

At this moment, what appears to be a multi-person meeting is actually just two people. One is the commander, and the rest are all pseudonyms of Shen You.

From another perspective, it could be said that there's only one victim in the chat group, and everyone else is a scammer.

“The central district has been severely damaged, and according to the organization’s assessment, it is difficult for you to maintain daily activities,” the commander said. “And rebuilding from scratch would take far too long.”

God's meaning is that we need to act quickly. Preparations for the final ceremony are about to begin; there's no time to take our time."

Upon hearing this, Shen You became more attentive.

Does the ultimate ritual refer to the arrival of the Third Palace?

"As long as I can contribute to the Lord's coming, I am not afraid of any sacrifice, no matter how great!" Shen You continued to express his stance.

"Very good, your intentions are commendable," the commander said with a smile. "But don't worry, the archbishop has other plans for you. This will be an incredibly difficult task, a hundred times more difficult than your usual daily activities."

But the organization has high hopes for you, and the archbishop personally believes you have the ability and spirit to accomplish this task.

"No matter the danger!" another deacon declared.

“Very good.” The commander said in a deep voice, “Your reports have been received by the organization. It seems that our main enemy this time is the ‘Sky Eye Society’.”

This setback serves as a wake-up call, reminding us that this organization deserves our attention. Therefore, this is the task that will be assigned to you next.”

The commander's voice turned somber.

"Infiltrate the Sky Eye Society."

Shen You: "?"

Shen You never expected that he, who had only stumbled into the Blood Cult's chat group by chance, would one day be sent by the organization he infiltrated to infiltrate another organization.

To be honest, before this operation in Midtown, he was already prepared to just throw away this disguise if it got exposed. Who would have thought that not only would he not be exposed, but he would also infiltrate deeper and deeper into the enemy territory, almost becoming a double agent.

But since there wasn't much pressure, I agreed for now. The Blood Cult immediately started making arrangements for the spy plan, but I figured it would take some time to prepare.

The commander only told them to stay put and wait for further instructions, and then he went off to do his work.

When he had some free time, Shen You called Kara to the laboratory to prepare an experiment that he had been considering for some time.

".ah!?"

When Shen You revealed his intention, Kara's face changed drastically, and she looked away shyly.

"This...this isn't a good idea, is it?"

"It's okay, it won't hurt."

"But...but it might be uncomfortable?"

"It might be a little bit at first. But theoretically, it will be fine after you get used to it," Shen You said earnestly.

Kara was still a little hesitant, but after looking at him, she bit her lip and nodded vigorously.

Then, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, he said, "Then hurry up."