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Deep underground, the air was still.

There are no windows here, only the monotonous hum of a cold ventilation system.

Behind the enormous circular desk, a man dressed in a white priest's robe was staring intently at one of the floating light screens in front of him.

He is the bishop.

On the light screen, a green dot representing a "water ghost" has been flashing steadily for three hours.

The bishop picked up his coffee with an elegant movement.

He liked this feeling, like a chess player high above, looking down at the entire chessboard.

"Water Ghost" is a key piece he has laid out.

A single A-level water-based ability user is enough to paralyze a modern city.

What he had to do was to force out the SSS-class target, codenamed "Alien," who was hiding in the shadows.

If the other party dares to show their face, they will be met with an inescapable net.

Just then.

The green dot on the screen flickered violently without warning.

Then, it went out.

Immediately afterwards, a line of cold, red characters appeared in the center of the screen.

[Target's life signs have disappeared]

[Task Status: Failed]

The bishop's hand, holding the coffee cup, froze in mid-air.

The confident smile on his face froze in place.

The entire command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A black-clad subordinate standing behind the bishop broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to breathe.

"Report."

The bishop's voice was calm. He slowly put down his coffee cup, the bottom of which touched the table without making a sound.

"Retrieve all the data from the three minutes before 'Water Ghost' lost contact."

"Yes...yes, Your Excellency!"

Another technician's fingers flew across the keyboard.

Soon, the new data stream filled the entire home screen.

Water toxicity index curves, urban water supply system pressure maps, online public opinion monitoring...

"Your Excellency..." The technician's voice trembled, "Three minutes ago, the city's water toxicity index... began to drop precipitously."

"Within one minute, it dropped from the peak to below the safety standard."

"Two minutes ago, all reported cases in Donghai City hospitals were cleared."

"Three minutes ago, the instant the 'Water Ghost' signal disappeared... our surveillance point at the Cloud Top Villa reported that the target, the 'Alien'... just called a ride-hailing car and left."

The bishop did not speak.

He just stared at the toxicity index curve, which was dropping almost vertically.

It's like watching an absurd joke.

"Where's the water ghost?"

He asked softly.

"Was there...was there a distress signal?"

The technicians' faces turned even paler.

"No...no."

"There were no signs of fighting, no energy fluctuations... he just... he just vanished into thin air."

The command center was deathly silent.

Vanished into thin air.

These four words, like an invisible hammer, slammed into everyone's heart.

An A-level superhuman is not an ant.

Even if he were surrounded by powerful opponents of the same level, he wouldn't be able to make a ripple.

A crack finally appeared on the bishop's calm face.

He dispatched a shark capable of stirring up rivers and seas.

As a result, the shark swam into the small pond, and then, not even its bones were left.

This is more frightening than defeating him head-on.

The greatest fear is the unknown.

"monster……"

The bishop muttered to himself as if in a dream.

"A monster capable of purifying my 'holy water'..."

Just then, one of his men, who was in charge of intelligence gathering, scrambled in, looking like he'd seen a ghost.

"Lord...Mr. Bishop!"

"We have...we have new information!"

He shakily handed over a tablet computer.

"Based on intercepted internal Dragon Shield communications, and some rumors circulating online..."

"Dragon Shield seems to be investigating a... a monster that has appeared in the sewers."

On the tablet, a video with extremely blurry quality is playing.

In the video, a long, dark shadow flashes across the murky water and swallows a glowing blue object.

Below the video is a comment section that has exploded.

[Holy crap! A water monkey! It really is a water monkey!]

[Good heavens! So that's what the official report was all about! No wonder I recovered so quickly; apparently, a master had intervened!]

This isn't just a water monkey, it's a sewer river god, a master at quelling any dissent!

[The person upstairs has a narrow perspective. This time, the enemy used poison, and we used the sewers. Doesn't that make you angry?]

The bishop stared intently at the fleeting black shadow.

His breathing began to quicken.

His chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"monster……"

"sewer……"

He linked these two pieces of information with his chess piece that had vanished into thin air.

A terrifying, incomprehensible guess took shape in his mind.

"Bang!"

The bishop suddenly raised his hand and swept everything on the table—coffee cup, documents, communicator—to the floor!

The sound of shattering ceramics was particularly jarring in the deathly silent hall.

"monster?!"

He suddenly stood up, looking like a madman, and roared at his men.

"A monster that can purify my 'holy water'?!"

"Where did he get this monster from?!"

"Go check!"

His voice became shrill and frantic with excitement.

"Tell me everything about that 'Alien'!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe he can conjure something out of thin air!"

"He's just a gamer! A data-driven summoner! His power should only exist in the game!"

"What right does he have! What right does he have to create a creature in reality that even I can't understand!"

In the hall, all the subordinates were silent, shrinking their necks and not daring to make a sound.

They had never seen a bishop so distraught.

That arrogant, all-controlling attitude has completely vanished.

Instead, there is an extreme fear and hysteria arising from the complete shattering of cognition by an unknown force.

The bishop paced back and forth, muttering to himself.

"Impossible... This violates the rules..."

"Creating life...that's God's domain..."

He suddenly stopped and snatched the tablet computer.

He played the blurry video, which was only a few seconds long, over and over again.

His eyes were fixed intently on the long, dark shadow that flashed across the screen.

It's as if they want to dig it out of the screen, take it apart, and see what's inside.

In the hall, only the faint static from the video looping and the bishop's increasingly heavy breathing could be heard.

for a long time.

He slowly raised his head and looked at his most trusted deputy, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing together.

"Alien..."

"He's not a player."

The contempt and greed that had been there before were no longer in the bishop's eyes.

There is only one kind of primal fear that arises when one sees a creature that is incomprehensible and transcends one's own dimension.

He asked, emphasizing each word.

"What...what kind of monster is he?"