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As the distant thunder and fire dissipated, the unharmed old man touched his white hair, standing in the courtyard, bewildered, wondering if the strange scene he had just witnessed was merely a dream.

[Imperial Edict of the Divine Firmament and Jade Purity]!

It vanquishes demons and purifies the filth, eradicates evil spirits, and does not harm any external creatures or living beings!

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Amidst the flying red sparks, the deafening clang of metal clashing resounded.

With a soft "whoosh," a piece of the already battered black steel axe was shaved off, and the pungent, sharp blade shot forward like lightning, tearing through the tough combat suit as easily as slicing tofu, leaving a bloody gash on the two majestic mountain peaks.

"Damn it, you bastard!"

A surge of anger mingled with a metallic taste rising in his throat, coalescing into a mouthful of saliva, which he then spat out fiercely.

The icy deathly aura seeping into his wounds made it hard to breathe. Holger leaped back, stepping over the corpse of an agent to avoid the pursuit of the towering monster, and shook his aching arms.

This bastard can actually increase his strength through killing! Now his strength and speed have increased by at least 30% compared to when he first appeared! Even with the help of her teammates, she is almost unable to keep up with the pace of the battle.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several alchemical bullets shot out, and the powerful impact of the specially made gunpowder slowed down the masked monster's offensive, but that was all.

Holger glanced at the deformed bullet embedded in the grayish-white muscle surface and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Aside from himself and the transformed Beverly, no one else present could withstand his close-range attacks. If the masked monster's killing spree continued, not to mention firearms, even heavy firepower would probably be useless.

"Watch out!" Her companion's warning broke her momentary daze. She saw the tall monster leap up, soaring over her head and leaving a trail of afterimages. In the blink of an eye, it was close to Edkin, who was holding an old lute and was plucking the strings to cast a support spell on everyone. It was clear that Edkin had no time to dodge.

A giant, round table made of sand and stones suddenly rose from the ground, firmly immobilizing the enemy for a few seconds. Although it collapsed instantly under the monstrous strength, it ultimately bought Edkin time to escape.

Transforming once again into a snow-white owl bear, the druid girl stood guard beside Simon, who was temporarily stunned after the spell was broken. She opened her sharp beak, preparing to unleash a force field sonic wave.

Just then, the masked monster's massive, mountain-like body suddenly trembled, melted into a hazy black shadow, and quickly turned and drifted away.

A huge ball of yellow light, accompanied by an angry roar, plummeted like a meteor, slamming heavily onto the head of the dark figure and extinguishing its chance of escape.

"Damn it, if you get away too, all my hard work tonight will have been for nothing!"

Zhu Mingyao rode the wind and landed gracefully. Before his toes even touched the ground, a large swath of crimson true fire surged up like a wave, hurriedly burning around the masked monster.

Having learned from his previous experience, he was on high alert this time. His peach staff transformed into a coiled dragon with green scales and jade horns, with dozens of talismans appearing and disappearing on either side to prevent anyone from suddenly jumping out and launching another rapid rescue!

As if intimidated by his menacing appearance, no other member of the [Terror Circus] dared to show themselves until the masked monster turned into a pile of black ash and the system sent a kill notification.

The reward is less than I expected...

While using magic to heal the wounded, Zhu Mingyao also inspected his harvest.

Slay the apprentice clown of the [Horror Circus] to earn points...

Slay the apprentice clown of the [Terrifying Circus]...

Slay Miles (body), the strongman of the [Horror Circus], and gain points...

He found the relevant information at the very bottom of a series of system prompts, frowned, clicked his tongue, and looked back at the vast night sky.

Since it has a "body", it must also have a "soul"!

Is it the Soul Altar's Soul Transfer Technique... or, using the local terminology:

——【Fate Box】!

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New Orleans is situated in a low-lying area, with the entire city located about ten feet below sea level, resembling a large bowl, hence its nickname "the city in the water."

Furthermore, due to its proximity to the vast Lake Pontchartrain, the city often suffers from dam damage and lake flooding during hurricanes. As a result, its sewer system has been rebuilt and renovated several times since its founding, and its intricate system is no less complex than that of some larger federal metropolitan areas.

This was particularly evident in the lower city where the poor lived. Gang members involved in smuggling and drug trafficking often broke down long-sealed iron gates and used the old, interconnected sewers from decades ago as cover to evade the police and run their "small" businesses.

However, there was one area that these arrogant outlaws dared not approach under any circumstances.

As for the reason, the voodoo marks drawn with chalk and bone powder on the wall there are the clearest answer.

Smoke curled upwards, and a dark red dot flickered in and out of focus.

Dark hands lifted the equally dark briar pipe and gently tapped the ashes off the stone.

"You're too late. Your shift change should have been 10 minutes ago!"

At an abandoned sewer opening, an old Black man lazily stood up from his chair, the beaded doll hanging on his body swaying back and forth.

"Don't be so petty, I'll bring you some good tobacco next time," the two young black men said with grins, their muscles twitching and the eerie pale tattoos on their faces moving with them.

"Is there a problem?" The new voodoo priest asked as usual, after receiving a key-shaped bone amulet.

"How is that possible..." The old black man shrugged slightly and glanced at the dark passage behind him.

"These days, Lady Mary has been at headquarters. Who would dare to cause trouble without fear of death?"

Chapter 277 Coercion and Scheme

...Clothes should protect their owners from wind and snow, just as slaves should labor for their masters...

—Damage transfer!

In the orange-red glow of the burning half-sleeve, the plump and shapely woman stumbled back two steps.

A drop of blackened blood slowly slid down the ebony-colored back of his hand, trembling on his fingertip for a moment before finally falling helplessly. A cluster of dark red flowers then bloomed on the carpet fragment embroidered with intricate runes.

Even though Voodoo's influence is mainly concentrated among lower and middle-class Black people, and it is not known for its wealth among major organizations, its leaders still live a very luxurious lifestyle.

This magnificent meditation mat, which helps gather spiritual energy, is made by a renowned artist. Even ordinary extraordinary individuals might not be able to afford it even after ten or eight years of hard work.

Now, this priceless treasure, worth millions, is not only broken into pieces, but also covered with marks from fire, ice, lightning strikes, and acid corrosion. Even the most skilled alchemist would not be able to repair it.

Looking around, the rest of the furniture and decorations were mostly the same.

The gilded and jeweled round table used for spiritual communication has been turned into firewood, the ancient bronze candlesticks have been twisted into braids, and the floor made of large black marble blocks is scarred and crisscrossed with grooves. The entire spacious secret room is in a mess, as if a typhoon has passed through.

A layer of murky, colorful light, like a spilled palette, floated and clung to the walls and ceiling, faintly echoing with music that was both cheerful and eerie.

Mary Lavin's breathing was slightly erratic. She straightened her slightly askew blue headscarf and stared at the strange figures opposite her. Her obsidian eyes flashed with a fierce light, filled with resentment and fear.

"My esteemed lady, it seems you have regained some of your senses." A sharp laugh, like that of a broken brass horn, rang out.

"What do you think of our proposal?"

The Voodoo Queen's eye muscles twitched, her blood-red lips were taut, and her heart was filled with extreme resentment and anger.

The formidable enemy suddenly appeared in the headquarters with lightning speed, and by the time she reacted, it was too late.

Unexpected mishaps and being outnumbered, even with the years of preparations in her stronghold as her reliance, she was still inevitably plunged into a bitter battle.

The transparent ripples subtly sent a response, and Mary's heart sank.

From the very beginning of the war, she had been trying to summon her subordinates to help her, but all her messages went unanswered.

Spatial isolation... Damn monster!

"You think you can scare me like that? If you insist on fighting, I can at least take half of the people, including you and her, with me!"

She pointed at the two humanoid orbs of evil light standing at the head of the group of monsters, and squeezed out a chilling glint from between her teeth.

Although each of her opponents possessed formidable and unpredictable strength, as a veteran expert who had dominated the region for decades and the renowned Voodoo Mistress, she was confident that if she were to truly unleash her fury, she could fight them to the death!

"Oh, no, no, you must have misunderstood. We have no intention of threatening anyone."

A pair of white gloves swayed politely, and even with the help of the [Magician] lady, their strength was enough to suppress the target, and they did not intend to force it to fight to the death.

"Please think carefully. As far as I know, the Federation government has some reservations about your faction, and you have recently gained the allegiance of a vampire king, which has greatly increased your confidence."

In this situation, if your strength is diminished, will those outwardly virtuous but inwardly greedy and despicable individuals relinquish the opportunity to extend their reach into the Voodoo Cult?

Mary jingled as she pinched a string of bone beads, her fierce expression unchanged, but her hand movements slowed slightly as she cast a spell.

"We are willing to swear a spell as proof that as soon as we obtain the witches' spell array diagram, we will immediately turn around and leave..."

The white glove was gently unfolded, and the corners of the mouth, covered in lip paint, turned up to the sides. Seizing the opportunity, she said:

"Besides... wouldn't you be happy to see your biggest competitor suffer? When they lose their fundamental strength, whose interests are served the most?"

The heavy weights fell like boulder, and the scales immediately tilted.

...After a while, the murky colored light receded like a tide, shrinking into a small dot and disappearing.

Mary's resentful expression quickly returned to calm, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

When the enemy made their demands, she almost burst out laughing; the shock and anger on her face were mostly feigned.

To deal with her old rivals, she had studied their most powerful trump card, the Enchanted Locking Array, for decades. Now that someone was willing to step forward and use it as a weapon, that was truly the best possible outcome!

With such a complex magic array and restrictions, it's understandable that there would be some errors in the relaying of information, right... Getting in is easy, but getting out is a bit difficult, hehe...

A bunch of filthy monsters, even if they have some cleverness, how can they compare to human wisdom?

You guys should just fight those vile women to the death! It would be best if they all perished together!

The Voodoo Matriarch stared at the ceiling with a cold expression, her eyes a mixture of worry and schadenfreude.

A bunch of slutty, shameless women! Don't they think they've curried favor with the federal elites? Let them see whether those seemingly charming admirers will come out to protect them now that their power has been greatly diminished, or whether they'll take the opportunity to bite them and kick them while they're down.

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At dawn, the brilliant pale golden sunlight shines through the glass walls and slants into the hotel restaurant, illuminating the wisps of steam rising from the silver soup bowls.

"I've wanted to tell you this for a long time. Eating stewed meat with wine so often in the morning is so unhealthy," Edkin said, picking up two pieces of pale yellow, tender artichokes and expressing his dissatisfaction with his companion's eating habits.

"Since someone is reimbursing my food and lodging expenses at a high-end hotel, I should take this opportunity to order some good food to try."

"Shut up. If following a useless captain like you could make me rich, I wouldn't need to replenish my energy with these every day. I would have already become a rich man and hired a chef to design nutritious and delicious recipes."

Holger touched his beloved, half-ruined tomahawk chair through the bag and replied irritably.

Edkin wasn't bothered by the retort. He glanced at his teammates' actions and smiled knowingly.

"Don't feel sorry for that piece of scrap metal. Guess what Beverly went to do?"

A shot of spicy tequila went down his throat like a fiery blaze, followed by the tender, stewed beef brisket. He savored the rich, savory flavor, and then Holger smeared his mouth with a bold flourish.

"What else can she do but be with our pretty boy boss? Speaking of which, it's about time this young lady started looking for a boyfriend."