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As he spoke, the old black man's face twitched, as if he were in some heartache. He took out a small pouch from his pocket, extended his thin index finger, and gently flicked a pinch of dark red crystal sand from the pouch.

The crystal sand instantly vaporized, turning into wisps of red vapor that drifted toward a team of agents standing behind him.

As he cast his spell, the agents suddenly gasped for breath, their spirits lifted, and they felt a surge of power coursing through their muscles. Not only did they become much more agile, but even the equipment they were carrying seemed to become weightless.

"Is that enough? I will continue to buff them until they catch up with the target."

Several people tried jumping a couple of times, nodding slightly to Charles to indicate that they were not in any discomfort.

Seeing this, Charles's concerns subsided considerably, and he no longer hesitated. He looked around and said seriously:

“Then we will send four more men to join the combat force. Mr. Bob, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Chapter 89: Flying Eagle and Running Dog

Zhu Mingyao watched the group embark on the rugged, winding path, turn several times in the mountain valley, and finally gradually disappear from sight, his eyes thoughtful.

He turned and slowly returned to the sunshade tent, where he saw the remaining four agents, under Charles's command, unloading a pile of odds and ends from the vehicle.

First, he unfolded several folding chairs and settled the three superhuman advisors. Then, he took an electric wire from the car and installed communication equipment to contact the combat personnel at the front. Finally, he erected four transparent plastic shields, each more than a meter high, set up assault rifles, and sat behind them to begin guarding the area, protecting the people in the tent at the core.

The movements were clean, efficient, and methodical, demonstrating a high level of professionalism.

"Please rest here for a bit. Judging from the speed and distance the combat team traveled when they set off, it will take them at least two hours to reach their target location." Charles pulled out a chair and politely gestured for them to rest.

He smiled and said, "Please rest assured, even if Mr. Bob and his team request an increase in compensation after the mission, we will cover it, and your payment will not be reduced in the slightest."

"Thank you, but I'm afraid I need to take care of my personal hygiene first." Zhu Mingyao declined with a smile, his eyebrows twitching as he made an embarrassed expression.

“Uh…” Charles advised somewhat awkwardly:

"Just in case, could you please not stray too far? With the addition of combat personnel, our defenses are somewhat weakened." He glanced lightly at Ms. Lisa and Michelle, who were sitting comfortably around the divination table.

"It's better to be careful."

“Of course, I understand that the safety of the two ladies is the top priority. I just don’t want to create any more smells in the car,” Zhu Mingyao said with a smile, waving his hand and raising his chin in acknowledgment.

"It's just behind that slope over there, I'll be back in a few minutes."

Charles didn't pay much attention to this little incident. He simply lowered his head and fiddled with the communication equipment, sending a test message forward.

The blonde girl beside her didn't care at all. She leaned back in the folding chair and closed her eyes to rest. Although the spellcasting and tracking had only lasted a short time, it had been very energy-consuming. She needed to take the time to rest in order to prepare for the next few divination corrections.

Only Ms. Lisa watched the boy's departing figure with a hint of doubt on her face, as if she had thought of something. However, she pursed her lips and ultimately did not speak.

……

Walking briskly for about a hundred meters, Zhu Mingyao turned a corner on a gravel slope and quietly looked back to make sure he was out of sight of the others. The ease on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

He looked around and found a large rock, about two meters wide and as tall as a person. He quickly walked forward to the sheltered side of the rock, pulled out the peach wood cane from the buckle at his waist, and began to draw on the ground with the cane as if it were a pen.

Zhu Mingyao worked extremely fast, completing a complex edict in a short time. He took out a small bottle of refined cinnabar and carefully filled it into the patterns of the talisman. Then, he stuck his staff into the ground three inches above the talisman head and formed a hand seal with his palms upright.

"Under the Heavenly Canopy, the Great Immortal Who Subdues Demons, vanquishing evil and punishing wickedness, with his hawks and hounds leading the way, the two generals, upon hearing the summons, stand before the altar, obeying the law and commanding the decree. Divine power proclaimed by the Emperor, all demons and ghosts will be slain without mercy. The Supreme Holy Power is vast and boundless, hastily obeying the decree of the Northern Emperor!"

He changed his hand seal, forming a sword finger with his left hand and flicking his right hand, throwing out two crystalline pebbles the size of his fingertips.

The two crystals, one green and one yellow, paused briefly in mid-air, one rising and the other falling.

The blue ones floated above the youth's head, while the yellow ones disappeared into the soil beneath his feet.

"This disciple respectfully invites General Zhang Jun, the Flying Eagle, and General Huang Dahu, the Hound!"

As Zhu Mingyao chanted his incantations, wisps of invisible breeze blew in, swirling and condensing around the blue crystal in the air. Gradually, they stretched and deformed, taking shape in turn with hooked beaks, wings, and sharp claws, transforming into a semi-transparent eagle formed from condensed air in the blink of an eye.

Where the yellow crystal disappeared into the ground, a ripple arose, and the soil and gravel churned and swirled together, forming a yellowish-brown greyhound that slowly emerged from the ground, wagging its tail.

This is the Xuanmen's [Summoning Two Generals Incantation]!

It is said that he can summon two revered gods, the Flying Eagle and the Hound, under the command of Marshal Tianpeng, to descend to earth and assist him.

That was just propaganda when addressing ordinary people. In reality, these two generals were no different from the Dingjia Divine Generals and Dharma Protectors in Buddhist and Taoist magic. They were the essence of heaven and earth shaped by the power of human thought.

Although they are not true gods, these two henchmen each possess unique supernatural abilities.

General Flying Eagle's eagle eyes are adept at seeing through illusions, while General Hound, in addition to his innate earth-walking ability, can also smell all sorts of strange odors from humans, ghosts, demons, and monsters with his nose. In addition, both of them are quite powerful in combat, making them rather practical Taoist arts in Maoshan magic.

The only problem is that the spell is a bit difficult to cast. If he hadn't recently opened the two apertures of [Lung Spirit Bright Radiance] and [Heart Spirit Core Essence] and made a significant improvement in his strength, he probably wouldn't have been able to cast it.

Zhu Mingyao gave a soft shout and activated his magic power, causing the eagle and the hound to move simultaneously.

General Flying Eagle nimbly spread its wings and soared into the sky. Its translucent body soon blended into the azure sky and became indistinguishable.

The dog-like general sniffed twice, found the right direction, and with a quick movement, his slender body pushed through the soil and instantly disappeared into the ground.

Having done all this, Zhu Mingyao, while keeping a sliver of his attention focused on controlling the situation, slowly walked towards the temporary command post.

The whereabouts of the two generals, Flying Eagle and Hound, are self-evident. He didn't participate in this operation for any reward. If he didn't get any reward points, wouldn't he have made a wasted trip?

If it weren't for the fact that it was only two or three o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight made it difficult for the ghost soldiers to move around, he would have released his personal troops as well.

Besides the urge to steal kills, there's another reason for summoning creatures...

Zhu Mingyao paused, shielding his eyes from the glaring sunlight, and squinted as he looked back in the direction where the combat team had disappeared.

That old guy's heart was pounding... really fast!

He had presented perfectly reasonable arguments and was almost convinced Charles to change his plans when old Bob suddenly interfered, spouting nonsense and making it clear he didn't want him.

We haven't offended him along the way, is it really necessary to do this?

To allay Charles's concerns, she even performed a remarkable group enhancement spell on the spot.

It's important to know that Voodoo's methods are mostly insidious and vicious. The blessing spells they use generally have some side effects. Although there are schools that specialize in ancestral spirits and are good at blessing others, Old Bob's sinister and gloomy appearance is clearly not one of them.

The red powder that relieved the recipient's body of the burden was clearly a valuable magical material. To spend so much just to prevent oneself from accompanying them seemed rather ridiculous.

"If I hadn't activated the [Mind and Spirit Core] and could vaguely sense other people's intense emotions, I would probably have thought, like everyone else, that you just wanted to steal credit and ask for more reward!"

Zhu Mingyao gave a soft hum through his nose.

"Let's see what tricks you're up to."

Some readers have commented that the recent chapters have been a bit padded. Well, that's true to some extent. But if it's just constant killing, some readers might find it boring. It's impossible to please everyone. I'll try to speed up the pacing a bit... (￣.￣)

Chapter 90 Doubt

Back under the tent, Zhu Mingyao casually made up a reason for needing to meditate every day, walked a little away from the others, found a shady spot next to the bus, and sat down cross-legged.

Upon hearing his words, Charles even ordered his men to take out a meditation mat embroidered with runes from the supplies they carried and spread it out for him, which was very polite and thoughtful.

Seeing this, the boy didn't stand on ceremony. He sat down casually, put his hands on his knees, lowered his eyelids, and pretended to rest, but in reality, he was concentrating on controlling the summoned creatures trailing behind Bob and his group.

The two generals summoned by the [Summoning Two Generals Spell] are not only powerful and capable of fighting, but also have a hidden advantage: as spirit-type summoned creatures, their existence comes from the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, and they can easily blend into the natural atmosphere, making them extremely difficult for non-experts to detect.

Furthermore, this technique has been improved by modern predecessors who drew on Western methods of summoning elemental creatures. With two core pieces of sapphire and topaz providing energy, the duration of continuous activity has been greatly enhanced, enough to track until the target is discovered.

As Zhu Mingyao immersed his mind in the spell, his vision went dark for the first time before suddenly brightening, and his thoughts drifted as if he were flying in mid-air.

He opened his "eyes," and the azure sky and the brown-yellow and ochre-red mountains below rushed towards him. Violent air currents swirled around him, and his mind was clearly attached to General Flying Eagle.

Through General Flying Eagle's perspective, the blurry and shaky image of high-speed movement instantly entered Zhu Mingyao's mind. He discerned it for a moment and soon found his target.

Below, on the distant hills, a string of small black dots were slowly wriggling.

……

This area is part of the Rocky Mountains. The hills are not particularly high, at least not the kind of cliffs that are inaccessible to humans. However, due to the combined effects of geological activity and climate, the overall surface environment is extremely complex.

Large chunks of brownish-yellow and ochre-red crystalline rock have been eroded and broken into fragments by the ceaseless wind and rain over millions of years, turning into piles of stones of varying sizes and heights, scattered in every corner of the field of vision. The frequent depressions and pits add considerable difficulty for those who attempt to traverse them.

Normally, no one would bother with such troubles—since the mineral veins here have been exhausted, the surrounding residents have long since moved away from this desolate place. Now, only lizards and rattlesnakes lurking in the crevices of the caves remain, enacting scenes of love and hate on the stage of nature.

Today, however, the long-silent barren mountain has welcomed new visitors.

Under the slightly glaring afternoon sun, a group of people were struggling to traverse the rugged ravines.

"Phew!" The lead agent took off his expensive multi-functional goggles, letting the moisture from the sweat evaporate from them dissipate.

He glanced at the steep, rocky slope that stretched out in front of him like a screen, and pounded his slightly sore thigh.

Such obstacles could not stop the two voodoo sorcerers, but for them, the more insurmountable the barrier, the only option was to spend time taking a detour.

Even with the old sorcerer's blessing and enhancement, the dozen or so armed agents still moved rather slowly under these conditions.

"It's a pity that the terrain here is not convenient for helicopters to enter, otherwise it would save a lot of trouble," the special agent captain thought regretfully.

"Tsk...tsk, did you hear that? According to the subsequent divination correction, the target is within three to four kilometers to your northwest, which is very close."

Just as he helplessly made a gesture, preparing to lead his teammates around the steep slope, Charles's voice came through the communicator in his ear.

He perked up, waved for the troops to stop, and began exchanging intelligence with his superior at the temporary command post.

A moment later, the agent captain walked up to the Bob brothers and asked politely:

"My two esteemed advisors, we are getting closer to our target. The problem we face now is that the enemy is likely in an abandoned tunnel. Commander Charles, do you have a way to pinpoint its exact location?"

His response was a long silence. The old black sorcerer closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought, his dark face devoid of joy or sorrow.

The captain of the special agent was puzzled by the other party's cold attitude and couldn't help but wonder if he had said something wrong.

After a while, seeing that old Bob still looked like he was neither alive nor dead, he couldn't help but ask again:

"It's almost dusk. If we drag this out until sunset, it will likely be even more detrimental to our search, so..."

"I'm waiting for dusk!"

The old sorcerer suddenly opened his eyes and slowly said, looking up at the crimson sun hanging in the western sky. In stark contrast to his previous aloof demeanor, he began to explain.

"The sunlight is too strong and will interfere with my tracking skills. Please be patient and wait a little longer."

As he spoke, as if he truly found the sunlight too intense, he retreated to a rock wall, letting the tall shadow cast by the rock wall envelop his entire body.

As a professional official, the captain of the special agent instinctively felt that the other party was making excuses or evading responsibility. However, due to his position, he could not openly criticize them. He could only report the situation to Charles while sullenly telling his teammates to stay on guard and rest.

However, neither the Bob brothers, who were lurking in the shadows, nor the armed agents, who were on high alert, noticed that a pair of transparent eyes were watching them from hundreds of meters away in the air.

"That old geezer is definitely up to something!"

Although Zhu Mingyao devoted most of his attention to General Flying Eagle, it didn't mean that his own body was completely oblivious. He twitched his ears and heard Charles's conversation with the agents at the front under the tent.

The information he heard, combined with the scene he "saw" before his eyes, and recalling the old black man's affected manner in trying to stop him from going along, all combined with the old man's earlier act.

Zhu Mingyao was about 60-70% certain that there was something wrong with old Bob.