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Sure enough, as soon as they returned, they saw the commander roaring angrily.

"You were told to keep an eye on the perimeter and tighten the defenses, but where are they? Where did they go?!"

The Blood Cult suffered heavy losses on this mission. The entire expeditionary force was wiped out, with only their small team, which had been observing from the perimeter, returning looking disheveled.

"Sir, it's not that we didn't try," Shen You said resentfully, uttering his prepared lines. "We had already intercepted that woman; we were just a hair's breadth away from succeeding. But alas..."

He looked solemn and spoke in a low, deep voice.

"There's a traitor among us!"

The commander's expression changed slightly: "Who?"

Shen You thought to himself, it's not a question of "who," you should be asking "which."

And honestly? All of these in front of you are...

Of course, that's not how you should put it. So Shen You put on a stern face and said seriously, "Don't worry, Commander. Although this mission failed, it wasn't without its gains. I've already found the traitor within the team."

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the few true believers in the group to be brought up immediately. They were all shackled, unconscious, and roughly thrown onto the floor.

The group slowly came to their senses, looking around blankly, their wandering eyes seeming to ask themselves the three fundamental questions: "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

The few true believers did almost nothing the whole time, and were assigned by the captain to stand guard and observe on the perimeter. They were bored for a long time, and then one by one they suddenly blacked out and passed out.

When I woke up, I was already tied up and thrown here.

“We had already taken control of our target when these people suddenly launched a sneak attack. We were caught off guard and caught off guard, which gave the woman an opportunity to escape.”

Shen You revealed a pained expression.

"They planned this all along, they must be spies planted among us by Sky Eye! No wonder Sky Eye knew all of our information so accurately during the previous purge in Zhongcheng, there must be even more spies within our ranks."

I bet there are spies hidden in the other teams that failed in this operation too! What a pity for so many brothers.”

The commander's face grew darker as he listened. He turned to the bound men and asked coldly, "Is this true?"

The believers immediately understood what was happening. The first believer to react was furious and was about to shout, "You're the traitor!"

But then, the disguised Martian Manhunter's eyes turned red, and mind control activated. The cultist's words that were about to come out were: "That's right, we are the Sky Eye agents. As the saying goes, good will never prevail over evil. You crazy cultists and your false gods can go eat shit!"

The commander narrowed his eyes, trembling with rage.

"Alright. Heavenly Eye, it's you again. Very good."

The believer then came to his senses. Seeing the leader's demeanor, his face turned pale, and he stammered for a long time before managing to squeeze out only one sentence.

"Misunderstanding"

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"You guys did a great job."

Having purged the traitor, the commander nodded slightly to the crowd, his previous angry demeanor completely changed.

Shen You feigned self-reproach: "The mission failed. Your subordinates were incompetent and failed to stop the target."

"Hey, that's not your fault. The other teams failed too. You're right, there must be a mole from the Sky Eye Society planted within our ranks."

The commander waved his hand.

"The important thing is that you came back alive. That's the most important thing. You are the only team that survived this operation and even captured the mole. That's a great achievement. I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

"Thank you, Commander," Shen You said.

Although the members of the Zhenglian group behind them remained silent, they secretly found it amusing. "Only a few of your subordinates who weren't traitors were recently purged; you really weren't wrong about your judgment."

Kara, in particular, kept her head down the whole time, hiding her face in her hood. She was having a hard time holding back her laughter.

Sure enough, there are always fun things to do whenever I go out with Mr. Shen.

Just in case, the "traitors" were spared; the commander said he would take them back for further questioning. Shen You didn't stop them. Just moments ago, their thoughts and memories had been rewritten by the Martian Hunter. They now firmly believed they were good people, and even if their mothers came, they would be loyal Sky Eye agents.

The leader's gaze swept over the group, and he said, "As you can see, the Lord sees and knows everything. Any attempt to infiltrate our ranks is destined to be exposed under the Lord's watchful eye."

"It's best if none of you have that, otherwise, if you're discovered, well, you won't want to know the consequences."

Several men repeatedly assured the organization that they were absolutely loyal and willing to give their hearts for it. Shen You even patted his chest and guaranteed, "You can rest assured, the remaining brothers of ours are more pure than 100% distilled vodka. Absolutely none of them have any disloyal intentions."

We are all loyal, but whether we are of one mind with you, Commander, is another matter.

The commander was very satisfied: "Good, that's excellent. Although this operation was unsuccessful, it's not your fault. You've proven your abilities, and I have even more confidence in your subsequent arrangements."

You will become our Blood Cult's moles planted within the Heavenly Eye, to dismantle this organization from within.

At this point, the commander revealed a cruel smile and muttered to himself, "Heh, like infiltration? Like spies? Let these overconfident mortals experience firsthand what it feels like to be dismantled by an internal traitor."

Shen You already knew about the arrangements, so it wasn't a big deal, but the members of the Righteous Alliance looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.

Oh, are we still going to go undercover at the Sky Eye?

Is it possible that the only spies within your Blood Cult are actually just the few of us present, and that we've all arrived?

"This is a glorious mission, and also an opportunity. Before that, the divine messenger specifically requested to see you to explain some matters to you in person," the commander said to Shen You.

"A divine messenger?" Shen You was taken aback.

“Not bad.” The commander showed an expression that was even a little envious. “Feel honored, not everyone can have this honor. Divine messengers rarely descend in person, only occasionally sending out divine decrees. Even when they do descend, only the very most devout few in the organization have the opportunity to receive the blessing in person.”

Shen You agreed, and mechanically recited a string of lines praising the divine messenger, while pondering in his mind.

The messenger of the Blood Cult?

Could it be...?

"Why do we need to find a successor to the wizarding profession?"

"Son of the Three Palaces," the demon Saraca asked, puzzled.

"Those chosen by wizards are the guardians of this dimension, aren't they our enemies?"

Tissac, a demon who was also a son of the Third Palace and was visiting this dimension for the first time, coldly replied: "That's why I often say you need to do more homework and use your brain instead of relying on strength."

Tes Adam was no ordinary successor. His recklessness caused him to lose the wizards' trust, ultimately leading to his sealing away.

He possessed the power of six gods, making him one of the most powerful beings in this place, yet he lacked the awareness and magnanimity of a guardian. He had desires, wanted things, and his own obsessions. And it is precisely these qualities in mortals that make them easier to manipulate.

Saraca seemed to understand, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"You mean, we might be able to make a deal with him?"

“Where there is desire, there is price.” Tissack smiled. “I believe Black Adam’s price is his country, the place called Kandak. He cares nothing for the rest of the world; as long as we promise him Kandak, he will become an ally.”

“But,” Saraca thought for a moment, “even if we agree to his conditions, Father doesn’t have it. Once Father arrives, this entire dimension will belong to him, even to Kandak.”

Tissac's lips curled up.

"But Black Adam wouldn't know that, would he?"

“That’s true.” Saraca’s lips twitched.

The two demons exchanged a glance and began to laugh in a deep, sinister voice.

Who told them they were demons?

Honestly keeping promises will be seen as a disgrace to evil.

“But this operation doesn’t seem to have been very successful. Ha, I should have thought so,” Tissac said calmly. “Humans are inherently useless, so we shouldn’t expect these believers to amount to anything.”

If the demons learned anything during their brief instruction of the Blood Cultists, it was that it's best to get things done personally. These followers were loyal, but their abilities were questionable.

"Hopefully, this group of cultists will at least put in some effort," Saraca muttered. "That human organization called 'Sky Eye' seems to have a lot of information. With their intelligence network, it will be much easier for us to obtain information about this world."

"Hmph, it's impossible to rely on mortals," Tisak grumbled. "I'll have to handle this myself."

"You mean?" Saraca's eyes flickered.

“For the cult member in charge of the undercover operation, I will directly implant a fragment of myself into his consciousness and tell him it is a blessing. But I will hide in his mind to monitor his every move and take over or even replace his consciousness if necessary.”

Tisak said calmly.

"This makes it easier for me to get involved directly. And if something goes wrong, I can walk away unscathed."

“I see.” Saraca sneered. “As expected, you have your ways. Ha, that weakling Belial refuses to come to this dimension again this time.”

I'm really curious what his expression will be when we dedicate this dimension to him.

"Alright, let's stop here for now, that believer should be arriving soon."

The two demons immediately shut up, sat down in their respective positions, and struck poses to create a terrifying and eerie atmosphere.

The believer they had introduced swaggered out of the main entrance.

As soon as he entered, the demon Saraca smelled a somewhat familiar scent.

An aura, like light, was incompatible with these demons and made them uncomfortable.

It squinted and stared intently.

The next second, the color suddenly changed, and the entire monster almost vanished in terror.

"Yes, yes, it's him!"

Saraka screamed.

"It's him again!"

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Its crimson and silver body, resembling both steel and flowing water, was etched with patterns that seemed to pulsate with light and the vitality of life. Though only life-sized, it sent chills down the spines of even the most monstrous figures in the shadows.

Especially the demon Salaka, who had a brief encounter with Ultraman.

The demon's pupils contracted, its terrified expression like that of a frightened rabbit, repeatedly muttering, "It's him, it's him, it's definitely him." In that instant, its mind was almost filled with thoughts like "running away with a bucket," yet reason told it that running away was pointless.

No one can escape this thing.

"Alright, stop yelling, it's embarrassing."

The demon Tissac glanced at it disdainfully, then turned to Shen You.

"Ultraman, I was thinking before I came here that maybe we could meet."

“Interesting, that’s what I was thinking too.” Shen You looked around. “But it seems like something’s missing. Is Belial not here today?”