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Or rather... divinity!

Seeing that the Vermilion Bird's true form was so wondrous, Zhu Mingyao was overjoyed. He bowed deeply to the divine bird, forming hand seals.

"Please, Divine Lord, vanquish the demon!"

As he urged it on, the divine beast spread its magnificent wings, leaped into the air, and transformed into endless streams of light and true fire, swooping down towards the eerie blood mist that was about to expand in front of it!

The once dimly lit basement was transformed into a sea of ​​light and fire in an instant!

Flames surged forth like waves, engulfing the thick blood mist and scorching it fiercely.

Logically speaking, given the current state of affairs, all the furnishings in the basement, even the altar made of blue bricks, should have been burned to ashes.

Strangely, the crimson flames parted on their own like flowing water when they swept across the tables and furniture, and even when they did touch something, nothing burned. However, when they touched the blood mist, they quickly seeped in without any hindrance.

Crimson and scarlet, two different shades of red intertwined, similar in color but with completely opposite power attributes.

One is yang and fiery, carrying the intention of burning demons and slaying evil!

One is gloomy and sticky, carrying a sense of filth and depravity!

The two magical powers constantly collided and clashed, attacking and wearing each other down, occasionally bursting out clusters of lightning.

Watching the crimson blood mist continuously turn into nothingness under the burning and enveloping flames of the Demon Refining True Fire, Zhu Mingyao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little.

Although the blood mist is eerie and domineering, it is ultimately derived from the blood of the black-clad vampire.

Blood is ultimately just water, so if it is water, then we should attack it with fire!

Zhu Mingyao abandoned the simultaneous summoning of the Four Symbols and only summoned the true form of the Vermilion Bird in order to borrow the divine power of this true fire that could burn away all evil.

Now it seems that my prediction was correct, and this action was exactly the right thing to do.

The difference in level between the two powers is not actually that great. Although the Burning Evil True Fire is superior to the Blood Mist, the difference is not huge. The remarkable effect this time is mainly due to the elemental advantage.

Furthermore, even if the opponent fights desperately, it's still without a source of strength. It's not as good as having the advantage of location. By using the restrictions of the altar, you can continuously send the earth energy and spiritual power that you have accumulated over the days, thus harming the opponent with your own strength!

As the crimson demonic mist gradually dissipated, the true form of the black-clad vampire hidden within was vaguely revealed. Upon seeing this, Zhu Mingyao's spirits lifted, and he secretly added more effort. Wisps of true fire pierced through the already thinning mist, approaching the enemy's front.

As the firelight licked his body, the vampire felt as if his insides were burning, a searing sensation seemingly burning from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

It couldn't help but let out a desperate roar, unable to maintain its focus on casting the spell any longer. The blood mist around it suddenly dissipated, and with its eyes turning red, it pounced forward howling.

Before the black-clad vampire could take two steps, there was a sudden cracking sound. He felt his feet go lightly, as if he couldn't step on solid ground. He looked down and saw that one of his legs had crumbled into charred fragments, turning into a pile of ashes in an instant.

A glimmer of clarity returned to his eyes, as if a final burst of light had broken through them, and he opened and closed his mouth twice, as if he wanted to say something.

Before he could even utter a word, his calves, thighs, hips, back, and arms shattered and fell off piece by piece. Finally, wisps of flame shot out from his seven orifices, quickly turning his head into a blackish-red mass of remains.

There was no grand and fierce dying counterattack, only the exhaustion of one's life force.

……

Zhu Mingyao and Bai Ziyuan leaned against the altar side by side, sitting on the ground without any regard for their image. The fierce battle just now had left them both exhausted.

Zhu Mingyao presided over the restraints, waging a war of attrition and wearing down the opponent until they were exhausted, but his own energy and spirit were also nearly depleted.

Bai Ziyuan's White Bone Spirit Armor was indeed powerful, making him look imposing and invincible, almost single-handedly killing a powerful enemy. However, it also put immense pressure on him, and his current condition was not much better.

He unbuttoned his leather jacket, held one side like a fan, swallowed hard, and gave Zhu Mingyao a thumbs-up.

"Good brother, thanks to you this time. Your cultivation has improved quite a bit recently."

The boy, panting heavily, rolled his eyes at him and said weakly:

"Enough nonsense... Hmph... You brought these enemies... Hmph... You clean up the mess. Within three days... no, within two days, I want to see the house restored to its original state... You'll pay for the renovations!"

"Alright, alright, I'll take care of it. Not only that, to make up for it, I'll treat you to a good trip to the Fernando Valley sometime. I know someone there..."

With the formidable enemy gone, Bai Ziyuan once again revealed his usual cheeky expression.

"Get lost! I'm not interested in that. You should go into the adult film industry. With your delicate skin and tender flesh, you're sure to become a big hit."

The two exchanged a few lighthearted personal attacks, easing their tension after the intense battle.

Zhu Mingyao suddenly pointed to the pile of wreckage on the ground not far away and asked in confusion:

"We've been fighting for ages in a daze, and you still haven't explained where this guy came from?"

Also, how did you end up fighting with him?

In his mind, it was nothing more than accepting some kind of bounty mission.

But what he heard next took him by surprise.

Bai Ziyuan chuckled and said in a low voice:

"I don't know the specifics of these guys' backgrounds, I only know that they just attacked the Los Angeles Special Investigations Bureau..."

Before he could even hear the rest of the sentence, Zhu Mingyao was so shocked that his scalp tingled.

The Special Investigations Bureau, officially known as the Federal Bureau of Special Affairs.

It is a special violent agency directly under the highest federal government!

They are responsible for managing supernatural events throughout the entire federal territory, and even within its extended sphere of influence. In layman's terms, they are like the Six Doors and the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the supernatural world.

In most cases, when extraordinary individuals use the word "official," they are referring to it!

The entire rich West Coast region is under the jurisdiction of the Los Angeles Special Investigations Bureau, making it second in importance only to the New York Division on the East Coast, ranking second among the four divisions.

How could such an important official department be attacked by unknown forces on its own turf?

What's the difference between this and raising a flag to rebel?

Although the number of students is growing slowly, I'm still very satisfied as a newcomer. Thank you all for your support! (^_^)ノ

Chapter 22 Loot Drops

Zhu Mingyao was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.

What era are we living in? How can there still be such audacious and reckless person daring to provoke the authorities?

The world today is not what it was hundreds of years ago. Perhaps in remote and impoverished places, there are still some ignorant and arrogant people.

But which extraordinary person who has settled down and lived in a "civilized" country does not know the power of the state apparatus?

It's fine to indulge in a little bit of capriciousness in ordinary times and enjoy the pleasure of being superior to others.

If you try to take advantage of me, I'll immediately show you what it means to be an adult and that times have changed!

Ordinary superhumans would find it difficult to completely withstand the power of modern firearms.

Those who cultivate to the point of being able to fight an entire army single-handedly are usually highly respected and treated with great courtesy by the governments of various countries.

Even if there are a few hermits in the mountains who are devoted to quiet cultivation, they wouldn't be so bored as to challenge the government—people cultivate themselves either for worldly enjoyment or for carefree longevity, no one does it to make themselves unhappy.

What's more, this is in the Federation!

It's important to understand that, although the so-called American Federation in this life is far less powerful and domineering than the New Roman Empire in the previous life due to the shift in the timeline, it is still a superpower and a genuine world superpower. If it really gets angry, it's not impossible for it to drag all of humanity into picking up bottle caps.

To use a somewhat inappropriate analogy, this is like a group of unidentified thugs suddenly vandalizing the Ministry of State Security in Seris!

That would be a direct challenge to a nation's regime!

We must chase them to the ends of the earth and bring them back to justice.

Even cultists who worship demons wouldn't dare commit such a crime; they're just bad, not stupid.

You might be fine killing a dozen or so rootless illegal immigrants as a blood sacrifice, but try attacking an important government agency and killing two of its staff.

"Which powerful force is this? Do you have any leads?" Zhu Mingyao asked, clicking his tongue in disbelief.

"I can't explain the specifics. I just noticed something unusual happening nearby when I was in the city tonight with some models I had just met for a Christmas party, so I went to investigate."

Bai Ziyuan shrugged and continued:

"When we arrived, we saw that the area around the Los Angeles police station was in complete chaos, with a group of men in black fighting and fleeing from the authorities."

"Since it was an official matter, I didn't want to get involved and just watched the show from the sidelines. But these bastards, in order to stop the pursuers, actually killed and set fires everywhere, killing many innocent passersby. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I chased after a guy who looked like a leader. Who would have thought that I would actually chase him to the vicinity of your house? You know what happened next."

As the two were talking, a strange aura suddenly rose from the other side.

Although the aura wasn't strong, it gave people a sense of danger, like a thorn in their side.

Their pupils contracted slightly, and they cautiously turned their heads to look, only to see a dark, eerie flame rising from the remains of the vampire!

The eerie flames spread seemingly slowly but actually very quickly, rapidly engulfing the wreckage inside and out, turning it into a pile of fine ash in a matter of moments.

"To place a curse on one's body beforehand, and to destroy the body and all traces once one dies, even if it means the soul is scattered, to cut off any investigation, how ruthless, how skillful!" Bai Ziyuan exclaimed with a hint of apprehension.

"I wonder which power this guy has backing. Tonight's events are probably not simple."

"Huh? What is that?"

Zhu Mingyao glanced at it casually and suddenly noticed that among the ashes of the black-clad vampire's remains, there seemed to be a few strands of silver light flickering faintly.

He stood up, supported by the altar, and picked up a broom. He stirred the ashes and pulled out several small, round, silver-gray boxes.

There were three boxes in total, each about the size of a palm. They appeared to be made of some kind of metal, with faint, strange patterns covering their surfaces. Although they looked rather unremarkable, they had probably survived the dual baptism of the Demon-Burning True Fire and the eerie black flames, and had maintained their shape almost intact. Regardless of what was inside, the material of the boxes was certainly unusual.

Bai Ziyuan curiously leaned closer to take a look, and said thoughtfully:

"I think I've seen something similar before..."

Ah, I remember now.

He suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it against his palm. Ignoring the dirt, he bent down, picked up one of the boxes, and smiled with delight:

"There was an unexpected bonus; all the hard work tonight wasn't in vain."

Under Zhu Mingyao's bewildered gaze, the young man reached out, gripped the lid tightly, and twisted it forcefully to open the box.

A translucent, dark blue gemstone, the size of a pigeon's egg, lay quietly inside.

"Hehe, such pure Yin energy, truly top-quality material. I wonder where the authorities got it from; it's a real bargain for us."

Bai Ziyuan picked up the gemstone with two fingers, held it up in front of his eyes and shook it gently. The gemstone's brilliance rippled slightly, as if it contained a deep pool.

He happily played with the gemstone as he explained.

"These alchemy boxes are used by the Special Investigation Bureau to store all kinds of extraordinary items and materials. They can isolate internal and external auras. Our Hualian Chamber of Commerce occasionally trades some things with them to exchange goods. I have seen them a few times."

"This dead ghost on the ground must have attacked the Special Investigation Bureau and also stole something along the way. We two brothers can split it as a reward for our hard work."

Zhu Mingyao wasn't as excited. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his hand, squatted down to pick up the other two boxes, and frowned as he guessed: