I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Outside Qinglong Temple, many extraordinary individuals were already locked in battle.

Captain Lu Qian was prominently featured in the list.

Xu Lindong recognized Lu Qian and several familiar teammates at a glance and instantly understood.

"Captain Lu is here to track down the evil entity? No wonder the guardian of Qinglong Temple said the evil entity was outside the temple... It seems to be that thing that has been being investigated all along?"

"But who...who were these people who fought against Captain Lu?"

He stood by the temple gate, observing the battle situation with a cold eye, becoming more and more alarmed the more he looked.

Apart from Tang Zhe and his two teammates of the same level, all the other extraordinary individuals fighting in the arena were actually Sequence Nine powerhouses.

Tang Zhe and his companions are now clearly injured in multiple places.

Even more unsettling is the fact that a chilling, dark mist is slowly spreading, engulfing Lu Qian, who is locked in fierce combat with a knife, and a childlike enemy.

The fog was eerie, and a lithe, twisted figure could be vaguely discerned, carrying a straight knife...

"That's the true form of the evil entity? And... the owner of the Golden Phoenix Hair Salon?"

Xu Lindong's gaze sharpened.

Team Leader Lu is in danger!

"Dongzi, what's going on over there? It looks like people from your Supernatural Affairs Bureau are there. It's too dangerous here, let's go!"

Beside him, Yi Qianxun gripped Xu Lindong's arm tightly, her voice trembling slightly.

She wasn't stupid; the people opposite her were all extraordinary individuals, some even wearing Divine Intervention uniforms, which was clearly extremely dangerous.

But that's precisely why she's even more afraid of Xu Lindong getting involved.

"Sister Xun, you've seen the people from the Department of Supernatural Affairs, I can't just leave like this."

Xu Lindong stared at the battle in the distance, already pulling Yi Qianxun onto his motorcycle. "Captain Lu and his three teammates are fighting desperately, I can't retreat right now. But I can take you to a safe place first."

"No, Dongzi, it's too dangerous over there!"

Yi Qianxun gripped his arm tightly. "Is it really necessary to go? There are quite a few of them, and you didn't take on this mission, so there's no need for you to get involved."

"Stop talking, Sister Xun. I am, after all, an executive officer."

Xu Lindong twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared away.

He knew very well that he couldn't avoid this imminent battle.

Otherwise, if they leave like this, how will they maintain their position in the Department of the Supernatural?

After all, he could see Lu Qian and the others, and the people fighting on the other side had obviously noticed his presence.

However, even when participating in a battle, timing is crucial. He wouldn't recklessly charge in, but rather provide support from the sidelines, making the risks relatively manageable.

"That looks like the Department of the Supernatural's motorcycle?"

"It's Xu Lindong!"

Among the chaotic crowd not far away, some people had already caught a glimpse of Xu Lindong speeding past in his car, and their expressions varied.

A young man with a buzz cut, seriously injured and half-crouched on the ground, muttered under his breath, "Damn it, they're already here and they're not even helping? They just ran away? Newbies are such cowards!"

A man holding a gun and protecting him said coldly, "Qi Yu, don't say that."

There was another ordinary person in his car; he probably dropped them off first.

"Bang!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man decisively pulled the trigger, and a gunshot rang out.

The bullet, sharp and piercing, struck an elderly man charging towards them, causing him to stagger but not fall.

The bullet embedded itself in the man's dark blue forehead, lodged between flesh and skull, yet failed to penetrate.

"You're asking for it!"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot and bluish-black. He let out a non-human roar, his mouth revealing fangs, and charged forward despite the continuous stream of bullets.

His shadow swayed and spread beneath him, as if a vengeful ghost was about to crawl out.

But then, the ground suddenly collapsed like a swamp, and the old man's feet slipped into the air, causing him to sink into the ground and continue to descend.

"Sequence Eight, Land!?"

The old man roared back, a look of fear appearing in his fierce eyes for the first time.

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hum!

In the distance, Xu Lindong quickly took Yi Qianxun to a nearby park.

He stopped his motorcycle, quickly took out an oil dish and a wick from his waist bag, placed a stove lamp, channeled his extraordinary power, and unleashed the power of the Kitchen God's protection.

"Sister Xun, you stay here and guard this lamp. With the stove lamp here, my safety is somewhat guaranteed. If the stove lamp is unstable, you can add oil for me."

Feeling the heat barrier surrounding him, Xu Lindong earnestly handed Yi Qianxun a bottle of special cooking oil.

"Okay! Be careful... I'll keep watch over the lights and cheer you on."

Yi Qianxun knew that she couldn't persuade him anymore.

If she wanted Xu Lindong to establish himself in the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs in the future, the only thing she could do now was to support him without hindering or causing trouble.

"rest assured."

Xu Lindong nodded, then got into the car, turned it around, and his extraordinary power surged and flowed through his body.

He twisted the accelerator.

A deep rumble suddenly sounded.

The motorcycle's exhaust pipe, resembling a chimney, vibrated violently, spewing out thick, billowing smoke that almost completely enveloped the vehicle and Xu Lindong.

Only a ring of golden-red headlights remained visible amidst the thick smoke, shining like the piercing eyes of a giant beast.

This extraordinary motorcycle equipped by the Divine Bureau is itself a powerful piece of equipment, capable of maximizing the power of the Kitchen God.

Buzz! !

The motorcycle sped wildly toward the unfinished building ahead, leaving a trail of thick smoke, like a meteorite trailing a fiery tail.

In just over ten seconds, Xu Lindong had already driven his extraordinary motorcycle back to the vicinity of the unfinished building.

At this moment, the chaotic battlefield has undergone a complete transformation.

A large area of ​​the ground had turned into a swamp.

Among the enemies who had previously fought Lu Qian and the others, an old man with a dark blue face and a woman were both half-submerged in the mud, struggling to escape.

Within this area, several members of the Mysterious Division and a patch of shadowy black mist appeared unaffected and were not dragged into the swamp.

Flames occasionally burst forth from within the black mist, and the mournful cries of children could be heard at other times, clearly indicating that an even fiercer battle was raging inside.

When Xu Lindong returned on his motorcycle and saw this scene, he was shocked.

"This technique is the ability of the eighth level of the Heavenly Dao Sequence [Earth]? Which captain-level figure made this move?"

In a large city like Jiangcheng, a member of the Supernatural Division can serve as a squad leader even if they are in Sequence Nine, such as Lu Qian.

Sequence number eight is qualified to serve as a battalion commander.

Currently, the entire Eastern District only has one captain, but he is not in the Heavenly Dao sequence, but in the Human Dao sequence.

Just as Xu Lindong was astonished, the mud puddle began to shrink rapidly, converging towards the evil creature shrouded in shadow and black mist.

As the mud receded, the force seemed to weaken.

The old man with the dark blue face who was trapped inside was the first to attack. He suddenly let out a low roar, and two dark, ghostly hands shot out from behind him.

The pitch-black hand, as fierce as a demon, suddenly exerted its force, forcefully lifting and dragging the old man's body out of the mud.

The elderly man, his eyes filled with joy as he escaped, fled away from the muddy area.

But his lower body was still covered in mud.

The mud dried and cracked quickly, almost splitting open along with his moving legs.

It even spread to his body, causing excruciating pain and making him stagger as he ran.

However, the next moment, a dark, ghostly figure crawled out from beneath him, completely covering his legs and running in place of his stiff legs.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Gunshots rang out again from behind, hitting the old man in the back.

The old man swayed, but his legs, covered by a dark, ghostly shadow, continued to move forward steadily and powerfully.

Meanwhile, another trapped woman broke free from the mud and lunged at the officers from the Supernatural Division who had fired the shot.

"You old geezer! Trying to escape? I'll run you over!"

Seeing the old man escape the mud, he staggered and ran towards them.

Xu Lindong, who was speeding towards them on his motorcycle, had a sharp look in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and twisted the throttle.

Amidst the roar of the engine and billowing smoke, he charged toward the elderly man fleeing towards him.

The old man staggered as he ran, and when he looked up, he saw a motorcycle roaring towards him, billowing thick smoke.

A ferocious look appeared on his dark, livid face.

"A mere tenth-rank kitchen official, riding a beat-up motorcycle, dares to run over an old man like me? He's asking for death!"

The dark shadow beneath him suddenly spread from his legs to his entire body, making him look like a vengeful ghost crawling out of an oil vat, his eyes bloodshot.

As a Rank 9 [Wandering Soul], he still frequently uses the Rank 10 [Zombie] power after his advancement, rarely using the abilities of the Wandering Soul, in order to suppress the Wandering Soul's extraordinary material backlash.

While this would limit his usual combat power and make him look terrifying, it would also greatly reduce the risk of backlash.

But at this moment, he disregarded the backlash and unleashed his full power!

A wandering spirit combined with a zombie, he is the most evil ghost!

boom!!

The motorcycle, billowing thick smoke, rushed towards us in the blink of an eye, its golden-red headlights illuminating the dark, ghostly figure.

A violent collision, a sudden explosion...

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