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First of all, whatever these people's intentions, they couldn't be allowed to succeed. After all, a bunch of guys who spend all their time thinking about summoning evil gods to destroy the world are definitely not thinking anything good. So everyone quickly reached a consensus: the primary objective of the operation was to sabotage the mission in secret.

Secondly, if that "package" is truly important, it's questionable whether it can remain in the hands of the Sky Eye Society. After all, while those reckless individuals are stronger than the Blood Cultists, the Sky Eye Society wouldn't be at ease if they possessed any dangerous toys. Therefore, depending on the situation, they might have to consider snatching the package from the Sky Eye Society.

In addition, they also needed to find out exactly what was in the package and what was so important that the Blood Cult was making such a fuss. Originally, Shen You thought mind reading would be the simplest way to get the answer, but after reading his mind, he found that the leader was just pretending to be mysterious, acting as if it was a secret that couldn't be revealed, as if "those who know, know, but can't talk about it." However, after reading his mind, he found that he didn't know anything either and was just a mouthpiece for his superiors.

The mission comes with an option: ideally, none of them should be exposed. They could sabotage the operation stealthily, take advantage of the chaos to steal the "package," but ideally, neither the Sky Eye nor the Blood Cult would know that the Justice League had intervened.

The former was to avoid political disputes; Waller would definitely be furious if he knew the Justice League had hijacked his goods. The latter was for the sake of his undercover identity; Shen You wanted to play the long game, and it was a pity that so many of his disguises had been exposed.

All factors combined, at first glance the mission seems like a hellish mission, almost like the "IMF (Impossible Mission)" level of Mission Impossible. But considering that the executors are all superhuman, it doesn't seem so bad after all.

Shen You first sent a few true believers to the periphery to observe, ostensibly to monitor the situation. Then, the remaining undercover agents split up and infiltrated other teams to look for opportunities to act.

As night fell, all personnel were in position and patiently waiting; the operation was about to begin its countdown.

At this very moment, under the deep darkness of night, the Sky Eye convoy slowly drove through the ancient forest, appearing from afar like a long serpent woven from light and shadow. The only sound on the long, silent road was the low rumble of the wheels in the endless darkness, constantly breaking the silence of the forest.

The trees on both sides stood like towering giants, their branches whispering in the night wind, making a silly rustling sound overhead, like someone constantly mocking them. The trees were of various shapes, some twisted, some tall and straight, their layers of branches forming a huge canopy in the night, obscuring the moonlight and stars, making the starry sky seem unreachable.

The archaeologist Adriana, who was part of the escort team, was sitting in one of the vehicles.

Her assistant followed beside her, craning her neck and peering out the car window. She watched the trees, illuminated by the headlights, rush past her in the distance, appearing even more eerie in their high-speed movement, before pulling her head back.

"Do you have a very bad feeling?" the assistant asked.

Adriana, who was looking down at the files, asked, "No, what's wrong?"

"No, it's like that kind of thing, you know, in those horror movies, right? A group of people walk through a strange jungle, and then people start disappearing, fewer and fewer people. You can feel something approaching, but you just can't see it."

"Really? But do you know what? Actually, the scariest thing is that there are fewer people at times like this."

Adriana raised her head, revealing a mysterious and eerie smile.

"The scariest thing is when you count the number of people and find that there are actually more people than before."

The assistant froze, opening his mouth in surprise.

Adriana laughed out loud: "Ha, if you ask me, watch less horror movies. Nothing will happen. These so-called 'heavenly eyes' are making a big fuss over nothing. It's just carrying a talisman, an old thing from thousands of years ago, what could possibly go wrong?"

"Wait a minute," the assistant stammered, "I think there really are more people now."

Adriana frowned. "No way, I was just joking. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have made that joke, sorry. But you don't need to be so suspicious about it."

"No." The assistant pointed behind them. "We were supposed to only have two cars following us, right?"

Adriana was startled and followed his gaze to look behind her.

indeed.

There was an extra car at the rear of the convoy at some point.

Her pupils contracted, a primal warning of danger rising in her mind, but it was too late. A deafening roar followed by an explosion that flipped the entire armored vehicle over. She felt the seatbelt tighten around her, and the world spun around her.

They were ambushed.

Figures began to appear all around, emerging from behind the bushes and trees. One after another, figures in black robes appeared, their shadows stretched long by the flames, swaying and twisting on the ground with the flickering light.

"Offer your flesh and blood."

"For the great Lord."

"Tremble under the Lord's divine power, perish!"

The strange chanting seemed to echo in everyone's ears, as if it possessed some kind of eerie magnetic force.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

The cult members all pulled out their guns.

Da da da da

They began firing in all directions towards the center.

The warriors of the Heavenly Eye began to return fire, a hail of bullets mingling with the gunfire almost drowning out everything. The assistant, huddled in the car, clutching his head, cried out, "No way, are evil gods really this stingy these days? Is the power bestowed by God just bullets?"

In fact, the Blood Cultists are not without the power bestowed by the devil. It's just that the cultists feel that proselytizing must also keep up with the times, and sometimes, in order to achieve their goals, they must learn to adapt to the pace of the times.

Sometimes guns are really convenient.

The two sides began exchanging fire, with bullets raining down on each other.

But at this moment, no one has noticed.

A golden lightning bolt, too fast for the human eye to see, silently swept across the entire battlefield.

Chapter 273 There is a spy

On the surface, it appeared to be a battle primarily fought with firearms. The conflict erupted between Sannomiya's fanatical Blood Cult members and Sky Eye agents, with bullets raining down on the convoy from all sides.

But no one knew that the key to this battle did not lie with them at all.

Barry Allen, the fastest man in the world. When he runs at full speed, even light almost stands still. He can freely rush into the vortex of time and cross the barriers of the universe. When he doesn't want to be seen, no one can catch his trail.

For example, now.

After a brief discussion, the Justice League decided that The Flash was the most suitable member for this part of the mission—to ensure that no one died in the attack. Although the heroes' previous interactions with SkyEye had left them with a less than favorable impression of the organization, the agents were still considered to be on the side of good, and the Justice League heroes would always prioritize saving lives.

Anyone could do this task, but to do it without leaving a trace is something only the Flash could do. Moving at half the speed of light, the Flash is practically invisible to both sides in the battle, like a swift ghost. He charged into the scene on his vehicle in a frozen space filled with lightning, sliding in front of the ambushed agents with a single tackle.

He looked around and located each bullet, metal fragment, and grenade shrapnel that should have injured a person according to its original trajectory, and manipulated them one by one to change their flight path.

He then ran to each of the cultists' positions and observed the bullets fired by the Sky Eye agents. It seemed that because the cultists had hidden in the shadows while the agents were exposed, the agents' counterattacks were mostly just a barrage of fire to apply pressure. They didn't know the enemy's exact location, so most of their fire was random, with almost no bullets aimed at the enemy.

But it didn't matter. The Flash surveyed the position and then moved the bullets one by one toward the direction where the Blood Cultists were locked.

So when time resumed its flow, the Blood Cult unleashed a barrage of fire, hitting either bushes or vehicles. It seemed like a powerful attack, but the barrage was utterly useless, with each shot missing its mark like a shot from the sunset.

The situation on Tianyan's end was even more exaggerated. They couldn't even see where the person was, yet they unleashed a barrage of shots in all directions, and everyone seemed to be a sharpshooter, with almost every bullet missing its mark, as if the bullets had eyes.

Even more outrageous things happened. A member of the Blood Cult ran out of ammo and ducked back behind cover to reload. Before he could even peek out, a bullet that had been flying over his head suddenly and bizarrely turned 180 degrees, striking him directly.

In the first round of fighting, the Blood Cult suffered over half its casualties. The leader quickly realized something was wrong.

What's going on with these agents?

The bullets automatically track the target, and when locked on, they automatically dodge. How the hell is this supposed to work?

Invincibility and auto-aim, right?

However, while the henchmen were taken down, a small group of followers remained. The bullets were clearly aimed at their positions, but they all seemed to hit some invisible barrier less than half a meter away from their bodies, clattering and falling to the ground.

One of the men in black robes brandished a staff like a mage, muttering something incoherently, before unleashing a magical orb. An armored vehicle immediately overturned, bursting into flames.

They look like a bunch of elite monsters.

The Flash braked suddenly, stopping behind the bushes to assess the situation, and squinted slightly.

It seems a bit tricky to handle this without making a sound.

Adriana ran for her life through the jungle, leaving the gunshots and explosions behind.

The car she was in was the first to overturn, and the doors were blown out of shape. Embracing the activism of an archaeologist who can't stand still, she immediately decided that she couldn't just sit and wait to die, and seized the opportunity to run away.

She never thought these guys called "Sky Eye" were reliable in the first place, but in the end, she still had to rely on herself.

She felt she had run far enough, but she was so tired that she had to lean against a tree trunk to catch her breath.

She tried to calm her breathing, her chest heaving violently. After calming down, she looked around and suddenly felt a strange sense of amusement.

Although he didn't know the origins of those lunatics who were intercepting him, he figured they weren't very bright. If they had set up a team to intercept him beforehand, he wouldn't have been able to escape.

Just then, she heard a rustling sound all around her. Turning her head, Adriana's face turned deathly pale. A large group of black-robed Blood Cultists emerged from the bushes and instantly surrounded her.

"Dr. Adriana?" the leader asked coldly.

"Who are you people? What do you want?" Adriana asked through gritted teeth.

“You have what we want,” the man said calmly. “You might need to come with us. Not in a friendly way, of course. Don’t force us to use force.”

Adriana instinctively took two steps back, biting her lip. She instinctively wanted to run, but reason told her that she could never escape from these madmen.

Then, in the next moment, something completely unexpected happened, both to her and to the believers.

Without warning, a black-robed cultist standing right behind the leader delivered a sharp chop to the back of the leader's neck. Caught off guard, the leader's eyes rolled back, and he instantly fainted.

The sudden turn of events was completely unexpected. Just as everyone was stunned, the man delivered another high kick, knocking out a cultist, and at the same time shouted to Adriana in a gloomy, hoarse voice, "Run!"

One of the believers shouted, "There's a traitor! Waaah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the nose, which bled profusely, and he fell backward to the ground.

Adriana was startled and hurriedly turned to run. Only then did some of the cultists realize what was happening and try to stop them, but the black-robed man punched one person down, kicked several others, and then flicked his sleeve to throw a dart that pinned another man's hand to a tree trunk. The dart even looked like a bat.

Adriana ran for her life again, and after running for a while, she was panting heavily.

Today's events were utterly surreal. We were intercepted while following the Sky Eye convoy, then turned around and encountered a group of black-robed lunatics. Turns out, there was a good person hidden among them.

She ran all the way to a stream. She knelt down, caught her breath, and scooped up some water from the stream to wash her face.

Turning my head and looking around, I suddenly felt as if a voice in the darkness was laughing in my heart.

He laughed at the foolishness and recklessness of those believers. The terrain by the stream was open and there were few places to hide. If another ambush was set up here, how would he escape?

Surely another traitor can't just show up and save her, right?

Just then, she suddenly heard voices coming from all directions. The next moment, she saw in horror that another group of men in black robes rushed out of the woods, the leader coldly saying, "Dr. Adriana, please come with us."

Adriana's eyes widened, and a large mouthful of food got stuck in her throat.

This is really ridiculous.

Are you really coming?

Chapter 274 Mausoleum

"Don't come any closer!"

Adriana crossed her arms and retreated in terror, like a helpless rabbit.

"Go ahead and shout," the leader of the cultists scoffed. "You can shout until you're hoarse, but it won't make a sound."

boom.

A fist landed on his face.