Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

"So the world is full of octopus demons, and we are the chosen ones to save the world?" Zhao Lei's eyes lit up as he slapped his thigh and laughed wildly.

"Wouldn't that make me a real-life Ultraman? From now on, call me 'Invincible War God'!" He gestured excitedly. "Lu Yu, you'll be the 'Golden Light Mage,' Su Wan will be the 'Mental Support,' and I'll be the 'Meat Tank.' Let's team up to fight monsters. From now on, we'll be a heroic trio that saves all of humanity. Our name will be 'The Three Musketeers of Zhao, Lu, and Su.'"

Lu Yu helped Su Wan move back to the shelf, shaking his head helplessly: "Can you be serious for once? You were almost eaten by a spirit just now."

"What's there to be afraid of? They're all sticky and can't beat me, so they're perfect punching bags for me to practice on!" Zhao Lei rubbed his hands together, looking excitedly at the sprawled spirits on the ground.

"By the way, can these octopus spirits tell each other apart? How about we give them names? The one wearing a hat, let's call him 'Security Captain Spirit,' and the one that was actually a shop assistant, let's call him 'Smiling Service Spirit.' As for the one that's sleeping, let's call him 'Snoring King Spirit'!"

Just as Liu Jing was about to speak, suppressing a laugh, the sound of rapid, orderly footsteps came from afar—the support team had arrived. Three team members dressed in black tactical uniforms carried metal boxes and walked briskly, their boots making a crisp sound as they crunched through the puddles.

The lead team member raised his hand in salute: "Team Leader Shen, the support supplies have arrived. Should the site be sealed off and quarantined?"

"Take care of the fallen spirits first, check them one by one and don't miss any." Shen Che nodded, pointed to the unconscious man in the suit, and said, "Inject him with an amnesia potion and send someone to take him away from the scene to avoid being exposed."

The team members immediately divided the work. One person took out a syringe, drew out a transparent liquid, and precisely injected it into the man in the suit's neck. The other two opened a metal box, inside which were neatly arranged blue liquid and a spraying device, and began to quickly dilute the healing liquid.

Just then, a creaking sound came from the ventilation ducts in the mall's ceiling, the metal pipes shook violently, and dust fell down.

"Watch out!" Shen Che's eyes sharpened, and the short blade in his hand instantly emitted a pale golden glow. "An executor!"

Before the words were finished, two dark figures suddenly burst through the ventilation duct grille, crashing to the ground like cannonballs, billowing smoke and dust. As the dust settled, two strangely shaped executors were revealed—completely different from the previous dark figure:

The first one was thin and bony, covered with dark purple hard muscles, with four thick tentacles covered with sharp spikes, and its eyes were two pulsating scarlet lines. It left only afterimages when it moved.

The second one was short and stout, like a boil, covered in dark green slime. Its body was covered with countless tiny holes that constantly oozed foul-smelling liquid. As soon as it landed, it spat out a clump of slime, which instantly corroded a black hole on the shelf.

"Wow! These two are way uglier than that octopus demon from before!" Zhao Lei instinctively grabbed a metal shelf bar next to him, assuming a charging stance. "Brother Shen, Teacher Liu, do you need me to help hold them off? My tough-skinned 'Invincible War God' isn't just for show!"

"No need, you protect Lu Yu and Su Wan." Before Liu Jing finished speaking, the spiked executor had already pounced on her in a blur, its four spiked tentacles piercing through the air with a whooshing sound, the spikes gleaming coldly.

Liu Jing lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped into the air. The long sword in her hand drew a golden arc. The golden light collided with the spikes, producing a piercing metallic friction sound and sparks flying. The spike executor was knocked back half a step, its scarlet, thin-lined eyes filled with ferocity. It accelerated and counterattacked again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Che circled behind the Corrosive Executor, his short blade gleaming with intense Dao power, and precisely slashed at its slimy core in the chest. The moment the blade pierced the slime, the Corrosive Executor let out a sharp roar, and a large amount of dark green corrosive liquid gushed out from the holes in its body. Shen Che was prepared and dodged to the side. The corrosive liquid landed on the ground, instantly penetrating the floor slab and revealing the pipe layer below, filling the air with a pungent, fishy stench.

Liu Jing grappled with the Spiked Executor, her longsword swirling like a cascading silver river. Three talismans flew from her fingertips, transforming into a golden net that bound the Executor's limbs. The net tightened, binding the Spiked Executor's tentacles tightly. Its spikes pierced the net but could not penetrate, and the crimson light in its eyes throbbed violently, yet it could not break free.

With a flick of her wrist, Liu Jing pointed her longsword directly at its head. Golden light burst forth, and the spiked executor vanished into a wisp of black smoke amidst its screams.

On the other side, the Executor, seeing its companion killed, went completely berserk, frantically spewing out slime in an attempt to indiscriminately cover the entire area. Shen Che sneered, his figure weaving and rushing through the gaps in the slime, circling behind it in a mere second, and his short blade pierced its core.

Dark green viscous liquid gushed out. Shen Che exerted force with his wrist, unleashing the power of Void Slash. The viscous liquid was instantly evaporated by the golden light, and the Corrosive Executor turned into a foul-smelling mist, leaving only a few corrosive marks.

The entire battle lasted only a dozen seconds. Liu Jing and Shen Che worked together seamlessly, easily taking down the two executors. Zhao Lei was dumbfounded, forgetting to put down the shelf handle he was holding: "That was so cool! Brother Shen, Teacher Liu, do you take on apprentices? I want to learn that Golden Light Slash move. If I learn it, I can show off at the sports meet and guarantee all the girls in school will scream!"

Liu Jing sheathed her longsword, and the golden light at her fingertips gradually faded: "The abilities of the Guardians come from the Great Dao they have inherited. They cannot be taught directly; they must comprehend it themselves."

She turned and walked towards the ventilation ducts, carefully inspecting them. "These ventilation ducts need to be checked one by one to prevent any lurking problems."

Shen Che walked to the support team members and instructed them: "Spray the Spirit-Soothing Liquid evenly. After the ethereal spirits regain their human form, inject them all with the Amnesia Potion to ensure that no memory remains."

Zhao Lei leaned closer, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the blue liquid. He reached out to touch the sprayer. "Hehe, can I play with it?"

Shen Che reached out to stop Zhao Lei, and Liu Jing explained earnestly, "Spirit-Soothing Liquid is a precious resource, containing the energy of the Great Dao of the Mind. Spraying it on ordinary ethereal spirits can quickly calm their instincts, and they will return to human form after the transformation period ends." She paused, her eyes becoming more solemn, "Unfortunately, the inheritor of the Great Dao of the Mind has been sacrificed for many years. The Spirit-Soothing Liquid of the Guardian Bureau is becoming increasingly scarce, and it cannot be wasted."

Zhao Lei reluctantly withdrew his hand, clicking his tongue: "So precious, then I won't covet it. Isn't the inheritor of the Path of the Mind powerful? Is he even stronger than Brother Shen?"

Lu Yu ignored their conversation and looked down to check on Su Wan's condition. She had just taken a sedative and was leaning against the shelf, her breathing gradually becoming steady, and her complexion regaining some color. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the ancient coin in his palm suddenly became hot, and a sense of crisis shot up his spine—a danger warning!

"Something's wrong, there's danger!" He looked up sharply, his gaze sweeping around. The flashlight beam reflected in the puddles, and the spirits on the ground were all motionless. Liu Jing was checking the ventilation ducts, but hadn't found anything unusual yet.

Just then, the container behind him suddenly shook, and the panel that had been knocked askew slid off. A small black shadow darted out like an arrow and headed straight for Lu Yu—it was the little ethereal spirit hiding in the blind spot of the sprinkler system!

Its small tentacles quickly extended, coming within half a meter of Lu Yu. Just as Zhao Lei shouted "Be careful!", Liu Jing and Shen Che also noticed the unusual movement, but they were too far away to stop it in time.