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Zhu Mingyao, who had almost turned into a blur, perked up as he saw the town in sight.

With his current physical condition, he can already see the military helicopters taking off and landing on the beach.

Several hours have passed since the piranha attack, and the first batch of federal reinforcements has arrived. All that's left is to charge through and escape victoriously!

But the intense psionic fluctuations behind him, like a volcanic eruption, reminded him that it was far too early to celebrate at halftime.

A chilling killing intent suddenly struck, and Zhu Mingyao felt a strong sense of alarm. He pushed off with all his might and braked sharply, dodging a streak of blood flying from behind as the two girls were being strangled and vomiting acidic fluid.

The rainbow crashed heavily into a shallow body of water, instantly sending up a cloud of mud, sand, and gravel, carrying a strong stench of blood. It transformed into a filthy mushroom cloud, causing the lake water below to scramble and create a crater nearly a hundred meters in diameter, startling the people on the lakeshore who screamed in terror.

"ah--!

You lowly insects, I will turn you into the lowest of blood slaves!

Torture them for a hundred years!

In the distance, a cluster of gnarled, mountain-like green light and shadow shattered with a deafening roar, and a pair of enormous black bat wings burst forth from the belly of the grass dragon!

Contrary to the information Zhu Mingyao knew, the huge black wings had no magical runes or incantations to demonstrate its noble bloodline and level of power. Only a dark, crystal-like light, refined to the extreme, moved and surged around them.

The black wings stretched and expanded wildly, almost blotting out the sky, like a vast and boundless night curtain, fiercely covering the front!

Judging by their posture, they were determined to capture the three fleeing individuals along with the entire lakeside town!

At the base of the black wings, a handsome young man stood in mid-air with a ferocious expression. His right palm was a bloody mess, revealing the white bone beneath. At this moment, he was on the verge of losing his mind.

With the strength of a handsome young man, he shouldn't be in such a sorry state. However, as a vampire who was half-dead and trying to escape eternal sleep, the power of the extreme life and death domains was exactly his nemesis. Therefore, it was extremely difficult for him to resist the divine curse within the gold coin. In the end, he made the difficult decision to abandon a precious piece of his original flesh and blood, wrapping the gold coin in it and throwing it out as a blood-red rainbow.

"Damn it, this is never going to end!"

Looking at the scene that resembled a thermobaric bombing, Zhu Mingyao was terrified.

Did I miscalculate? That guy can attack ordinary people?

Or has he lost his mind and wants to rebel and confront the authorities head-on?

What to do? Should we use the crowd to escape and divert the trouble eastward? Or should we turn around and fight the enemy to the death?

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, the black bat wings that seemed to descend from the vast night sky suddenly paused, and then began to tremble slightly.

Zhu Mingyao glanced over cautiously and saw that the fierce enemy with unfathomable strength suddenly stopped moving, as if he was fixed in mid-air by an invisible force. A square, clear, and bright phantom floated out from his forehead, and white and bright thorns of light danced wildly, binding the handsome young man into a cocoon of light.

My guess was right! The unknown constraints were indeed triggered!

Hearing the enemy's cries of agony, Zhu Mingyao felt reassured. He used the Six Wu Concealment Technique to hide his presence and quietly carried the two girls toward the shore.

……

Within the pure white cocoon of light, the handsome young man's eyes were bloodshot as he desperately endured the pain that penetrated his very soul.

The torment of the Holy Light Thorns piercing his skin was unbearable, but the hateful words he heard were even more repulsive to him.

After all, the former has experienced countless times since its "birth" and is already extremely familiar with it.

The latter, who has recently emerged, challenges the limits of his rationality with his hidden desire for control in every conversation!

You lowly, maggot-like, short-lived creature, how dare you try to control me! Noble Alex…

"Mr. Alex!"

A soft yet indifferent male voice came from the communication device he carried with him.

"I received an urgent notification from the relic sealing chamber; it shows..."

...You seem to have seriously violated the precepts again!

Chapter 163 Precepts (Part 2)

The middle-aged man's voice was polite, yet carried a hint of dissatisfaction.

"This is the second time this year, and I don't think anyone wants to see a third time!"

What's going on this time? Which beautiful girl have you seen this time?

Forgive my bluntness, but why cling to the hunting instincts inherent in your blood? The money and power granted to you by the federal government are more than enough to meet the vast majority of your needs.

"Where are you located right now? Let me see..."

The middle-aged man made a soft tapping sound, as if he was looking up something on his computer.

"Alessana? The system indicates a serious supernatural attack has just occurred nearby!" The man's voice instantly turned serious, and he said with annoyance:

"Mr. Alex, you're not trying to tell me... that the attack is related to you, are you?"

All pretense of politeness vanished, replaced by a cold, grinding voice, like a rattlesnake hissing in the desert. He hissed menacingly:

"Damn it! Last time you caused trouble, I contacted my allies in the parliament and spent a lot of money to calm you down. Haven't you learned to follow the rules yet?"

Or is there something wrong with your memory, and I need to repeat it again...?

The middle-aged man slowly uttered chilling words:

"First Commandment—Never defy the will of the Federal Government..."

The second commandment: Do not intentionally harm a human being except in self-defense...

The third commandment—You must not procreate for others…

The Fourth Commandment—Provide the Federation with its original blood on time…

The Fifth Commandment…

As each commandment was recounted, the cocoon of light enveloping the handsome young man grew brighter, the binding of the Holy Light Thorns became more ferocious, and the pain it brought became more intense.

"Stop! Stop! Stop reading!"

"An accident...it was an accident! The attack had nothing to do with me, no one died! I'll go back and explain right now, Frank!" The handsome young man trembled and shouted angrily.

Seeing that the other party had given in, the middle-aged man stopped chanting.

“Very well, Mr. Alex, I await your arrival at the New York branch, and I hope you will provide me with a satisfactory explanation then…”

Also...please address people by their official titles when at work.

"...Okay, Frank...Deputy Director!"

The handsome young man's facial muscles contorted and twitched to the extreme, his eyes burning with a sinister rage, as he endured the humiliation and responded with difficulty.

In a secluded underground office in the largest city on the distant east coast of the planet, a middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes wiped a crystal plate on the table, severing the magical communication.

He casually crossed his legs and propped them up on the luxurious desk in front of him. He opened a drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Just as he was about to take out a cigarette, the middle-aged man seemed to remember something, snorted coldly, grabbed the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, then rummaged through drawers and found a box of handmade cigars before lighting it with a sense of relief.

He took a deep drag, exhaled a pungent cloud of smoke, and a smug look appeared on his face.

A monster is a monster. It is immersed in its instinctive desires all day long. What good is its great power? It is still driven by others.

Compared to animals, the biggest advantage humans have is their ability to use tools.

That old man Davis talks nonsense about cooperation and maintaining balance all the time; he deserves to spend his whole life stuck on the West Coast.

Extraordinary power is an outdated relic! This is the human world, the human era! Power is everything!

With that sacred artifact, even the most extraordinary and powerful beings can only obediently be harnessed and become weapons in our hands!

If I can go from a local state to the lower house, I can also go from the Secret Service to the White House!

I want power in the sunlight, and I also want power in the shadows!

However, those mysterious tricks were not entirely useless. It is said that in addition to keeping this sacred object representing the "contract," the official authorities also kept it.

The headquarters' highest database still contains information about the whereabouts of the "Eternal" relic; we need to find a way to get our hands on it...

Overwhelmed with excitement, Frank Wood, the Deputy Director of the Special Investigations Bureau in New York, blushed and chuckled softly.

Oh, and I'll have my secretary replace all the cigarettes in the room with cigars later, so I don't have to think about that annoying old smoker, Davis.

……

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In mythology, the compassionate Bodhisattva Guanyin is able to observe all things in the three thousand worlds as easily as turning one's hand over one's palm.

The newly initiated immortal sorcerer naturally did not possess such abilities, and therefore he was unaware of the sinister and treacherous events behind the retreat of the powerful enemy. He simply watched the black cloud and bat shadows disappear rapidly in the sky and then sat down heavily on the beach.

First came a fierce battle, then a desperate escape. Even though his body was basically unharmed, the mental pressure was immense. He didn't want to move a single finger.

After glancing at the two little witches who were vomiting from the bumpy ride, Zhu Mingyao dialed Michelle's communicator.

"...Yeah, right, bring all the bottles of medicine from my bag...Who cares? We've saved hundreds, even thousands of people this time, the Federation can't be stingy with some material things, can they..."

"Later, you'll be my witness. Add a zero to the end of all the consumable quantities, and then take McGrady and the others to the authorities for reimbursement..."

"Wait... Ugh..." The blonde witch, with her legs spread wide in a completely unseemly manner, vomited a mouthful of sour water, tilted her head back, wiped her snot and tears, and waved her hand tremblingly.

"Tell her...tell her not to forget to take the two belts..."

Zhu Mingyao stared at the four smooth, white thighs, coughed awkwardly, and nodded solemnly.

I might as well find another hotel to rest in later, and stay away from them, so they don't come back to their senses and beat me up...

The rest of the time was uneventful. Even though the town was now full of wounded and every place to stay was overcrowded, the Blue Pine Inn, at the behest of the authorities, still kept a few luxury suites for the superhuman advisors.

It can only be said that no matter how much people clamor for equality, under the social evaluation system, the value of people will always be different.

After giving instructions to the arriving rescue team, asking them to check the yachts in the harbor and bring back the three kidnapped victims, Zhu Mingyao took a hot shower, ate a few bites of food, and collapsed onto his comfortable bed. When he woke up again, the sky was full of stars.

He got up, opened the door, and chuckled as he rubbed the little head that was sticking out in front of him.

"What are you doing, bringing dinner? I told you you don't need to eat anything tonight. Besides, you've been doing divination for a long time, so you should get some rest."

The corridor was dark and unlit. In the dim light, only a pair of eyes glistening with tears could be seen. A hazy figure in loose pajamas silently put down the plate in her hand, stretched out her white, lotus-root-like arms, and slowly cupped her face.

"I...I was so worried about you. It was all because my divination went wrong that you were in danger..."

Listening to the fortune teller's distressed and self-reproachful sobs, Zhu Mingyao gently stroked her blonde hair, comforted her, and told a little joke, which made the girl laugh through her tears.

He wiped away the girl's tears and was about to say goodnight when he suddenly felt a tightness on his wrist. Two small hands grasped his, and a slender figure in the dim light stepped forward, tiptoed to his ear, and shyly blew a sweet breath.

"You said you don't want to eat dinner, so how about trying a 'late-night snack'?"

Feeling his hand slowly moving under the pull until it disappeared between the two towering peaks, Zhu Mingyao took a deep breath, turned his head, and kissed her deeply.

The door was opened as wide as possible, then closed gently.