Man on the ark, forced to become king

After a moment's thought, Lin Lu decided to ask Nian and Xi to take some people over to inquire. On the one hand, it was inconvenient for the two of them to go back to Longmen right now, so they could arrange something for them to do. On the other hand, their strength was enough to ensure that the announcer was safe and sound.

After all, he is a general under the command of a god. What if that god comes to rescue him?

It's best to avoid any accidents involving Lani's new body.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Take this guy to the base of Babel and find Theresa, the current Demon Lord of Kazdel, and ask her to help you get the technology related to doll making and soul transfer from the announcer's memories."

"That's it? No problem, we've got your back!"

Without a second thought, Nian agreed to Xi's share as well.

Originally, Lin Lu was their superior in terms of status, and she also had those methods specifically targeting gods... She had no reason to refuse, and it wasn't a big deal.

"Ah."

Xi nodded in agreement, indicating her stance.

"Then it's up to you."

With two deities personally overseeing the area, it would be difficult for anything to go wrong, so Lin Lu was completely at ease.

The extraction technology can be left to them; as for himself, he needs to go back to Longmen now.

The Witch King worshippers of Letania are trying to find some 'forbidden object' in Lungmen in an attempt to bring the Witch King back. Regardless of whether that object can actually 'resurrect the dead', the chaos in Lungmen is something they do not want to see.

The Dragon Gate can be chaotic, but it must be kept within certain limits. Only in this way can the cooperation between the Golden Tree and the Dragon Gate become closer and more resources be obtained. Obviously, those madmen will not abide by any rules.

They even dared to smuggle large quantities of special Originium weapons into Lungmen, which are explicitly prohibited by various countries from being used directly on the battlefield. I don't even dare to think about what they will do next.

This behavior must be stopped!

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to gain a favor from Wei Yanwu?

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"Lord Karlov, there's news."

Longmen Slum.

Inside the room, which had been temporarily converted into a hall by connecting walls, there was a round table. A Caprini man dressed in a black tuxedo sat in the main seat, his eyes slightly closed, his chin resting on a white glove. The faint candlelight flickered in front of him, reflecting in a glass filled with bright red liquid. It was elegant and serene, as if this were not a slum, but a noble banquet hall of Letania.

"Ah."

The man nodded almost imperceptibly, raised one index finger, and the liquid in the glass suddenly began to swirl, condensing into a long rope that wrapped around the tall figure kneeling on the ground, tightly strangling his neck.

"Saros, Saros... I told you... don't cause trouble before the plan begins?"

Karlov's tone was unusually calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. However, Saros, whose neck was being strangled by the red rope, trembled with fear and dared not make any movement even though he was having difficulty breathing.

"Lord Karlov! I—"

"I don't need a reason."

His scarlet eyes reflected the candlelight. Karlov raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the wall to some distant place, his tone completely unwavering.

"Get rid of those idiots who attacked the Guard Bureau. I don't want to see any unexpected events that could affect the plan until we find that thing."

"Yes Yes!"

The rope formed by the pooling liquid unraveled, soaking large patches of his clothes. Saros trembled as he stood up from the ground, bent over, and left the room. His hunched body suddenly straightened, and a fierce glint flashed across his scarred face.

The young Lupo man who had been standing by the door approached at the opportune moment and respectfully inquired, "Sir, is there anything you need...?"

"Lord Karlov does not want to see any accidents."

Saros stretched his body, his muscles bulging as he put on his suit, his eyes fixed on the young man Rupert's face like those of a hawk.

"Tell them to do it cleanly, so that no one can find out about us."

"Yes."

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"Why attack the Guard Bureau personnel!"

The old wall burst open with countless cracks. The gray-haired Liboli grabbed the old Caprini by the collar and slammed him against the wall, his eyes blazing with ferocity.

"Heh, heh... For the great Witch King! His Majesty the Witch King needs sacrifices, more sacrifices!"

The old man who was slammed against the wall showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he chuckled nervously, his tone fanatical.

He struggled to raise his arm, as if praying to some great being; piety and madness coexisted within him, making him utterly bizarre.

"You're fucking insane!"

"No, you don't understand... Slen, you don't understand..."

"I understand, NM!"

Slen, annoyed, pulled his arm away, letting the old man Caprini slide off the wall and collapse to the ground, his anger almost uncontrollable.

What was supposed to be a perfectly good infiltration mission has been ruined! Ruined by a madman!

Two Royal Guard officers died here. Anyone with a brain knows the Royal Guard won't let this go. How can they possibly fight against Lungmen's violent institutions with just their numbers?

They have been abandoned, which was expected. The Lord would never allow his plans to be affected by this, so the people who attacked the Guard Bureau must die. Only the dead can keep secrets.

Moreover, they wanted to take all the blame upon themselves before they died, turning the whole thing into a 'retaliatory attack'.

All clues will end here. The Guard Bureau will not invest too much energy in a place like the slums once it has obtained satisfactory results, and Greytail will not waste time on a few dead people.

All of this is because of this madman whose brain is a complete mess!

They could have been basking in glory as they received the sacred artifacts and welcomed the return of His Majesty the Witch King, but now it's all ruined!

If it weren't for the fact that he was still useful, Slen would have torn this guy to pieces!

"Shut your dog mouth! From this moment on, you are a black market mercenary who has accepted a bounty, and so are we, understand?"

Suppressing his anger, Slen pulled the old man Caprini up from the ground, staring intently into his eyes, and said, word by word, "Vasakos, if you don't want to affect His Majesty the Witch King's return, do as I say. Believe me, if you dare to leak any information, you will know what a punishment more terrible than death is!"

"Your Majesty the Witch King... His Majesty the Witch King!"

A glimmer of light appeared in Vasakos's cloudy eyes, and he muttered something as if chanting, as if he had regained some of his clarity.

"I'm a mercenary...I'm a mercenary...I'm a mercenary!"

"very good."

The only thing that can restrain such a madman who has lost his mind is the name of the Witch King. Slen didn't expect this guy to be very cooperative. As long as he doesn't reveal his identity and dies in the right place at the right person, that's enough.

Not just this madman, but all of them must die at the hands of the Guard Bureau's men.

However, before that, we need to make things bigger and attract the attention of the Guard Bureau and Graytail as much as possible.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the several hard lumps inside.

That was a specially made Originium bomb. Not only was the explosive power enormous, but the debris and Originium dust produced after the explosion were enough to infect normal people with Oripathy. It was also this thing that killed the Guard Bureau officer before.

He didn't have many of these left, but they should be enough to attract attention...

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"Team leader, there's blood here!"

Inside the slum, after receiving the assignment, Chen and Jiu rushed to the vicinity of the missing police officer to conduct an on-site investigation, but found nothing except traces of the explosion.

There were no bodies, no signs of a struggle, and no onlookers. The entire explosion area was quiet and peaceful.

Chen searched the area carefully before finding a small trace of blood at the very edge, as if the explosion zone had been deliberately cleared.

"Take a sample first; there probably won't be any other clues here."

Nine's gaze swept across the surroundings, his expression growing increasingly grave.

This place has definitely been cleared of all traces beforehand, making it virtually impossible to find any useful clues. In the slums, only the 'Grey Tail' under the Rat King would do something like that.

Others... those who live hand to mouth have no interest in doing such a thing.

But why would Greytail do this? Guards officers could very well have been killed here. Logically and emotionally, the Rat King had no reason to hide the truth, nor would it conform to the rules he set.

Or perhaps... something unexpected happened in the slums?

Thinking of the worst-case scenario, Jiu's heart sank even further. She suddenly realized that perhaps they shouldn't stay here searching. Leaving immediately and waiting for the Guard Bureau's support was the safest course of action. Chen was still too inexperienced; what if something happened...

call out!

A faint whooshing sound suddenly rang out. Jiu reacted instantly. Her keen combat intuition and experience allowed her to react instinctively the moment she sensed the attack. The standard longsword hanging at her waist was raised from its sheath and collided with the dark light that cut through the air.

Ding!

A bright spark flashed and disappeared in an instant, and the dark light left a shallow dent on the alloy scabbard, revealing a crossbow bolt about twenty centimeters long.

The crossbow bolts were of average power, roughly equivalent to those used against ordinary people.

that's it?

This level of attack—no, it's bait!

Jiu reacted, but it was too late. In her blind spot, a crossbow bolt with several times the force flew towards her, carrying a dark red object!

That's it! An Originium Bomb! Chen!

It was almost impossible to cut it down in such a hurry. Jiu could only try to turn his body to be hit head-on. Since he couldn't dodge it, he had to save one person no matter what!

If the bomb explodes in front of her, then Chen is safe!