I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

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On the highway, Ding Jian got out of the car and kicked away the triangular nail on the ground. He then noticed more nails scattered around and cursed.

"Someone's up to no good!"

The people around them who got off the bus also frowned.

After the invasion of the supernatural sinkhole, most of the transportation outside the city was abandoned and restricted.

Ordinary people who want to go to other cities can only take a freight train or plane; they cannot drive on abandoned and restricted roads without permission.

Moreover, this road is reserved for special departments such as the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, but now it's covered with so many triangular nails, clearly indicating that they're coming for them with ill intentions.

"Be alert, everyone."

Captain Yuan Heng gave the order, "Lei Chong, Miao Zhuang, you two stay and guard the vehicle."

The rest of the group split into pairs and spread out to survey the surroundings. I went ahead alone to scout the way.

His gaze swept over the crowd, then he warned in a deep voice, "Don't stray more than a kilometer from the bus. If anything seems amiss, call for help immediately. No one is allowed to act on their own!"

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

His arrangement is quite reasonable.

The exploration is limited to a kilometer radius. Even if something goes wrong, the people present can arrive to provide support or retreat within a minute, given their abilities.

Leaving the injured Lei Chong and the unstable Miao Zhuang on the bus was also a consideration for their safety.

But once Yuanheng leaves, apart from the two guarding the car, if the remaining five people team up in pairs, there will always be one person left over.

"You guys team up, I'll go check it out. It should be fine."

Bald-headed Li Zheng Lü Ang volunteered to explore the area alone.

"Old Lu, I'm with you. You're still injured."

At this moment, Gu Yi took the initiative to walk towards Lü Ang, and the two had a good relationship.

Pang Jia and Ding Jian, who were left, both looked at Xu Lindong, opened their mouths, and then looked at each other.

Both of them wanted to team up with Xu Lindong, who was the strongest, but Ding Jian was too embarrassed to speak up before the woman.

Pang Jia felt that Ding Jian's strength was not as good as hers, so she didn't want to bring it up first.

Xu Lindong glanced at the two of them and said, "You two should team up. The barren mountain over there is a larger area. I'll go this way."

He pointed to a small grove of trees that stretched as far as the eye could see outside the railing.

He felt that he was hiding some secrets, whether it was the power of the zombie sequence, the evil artifacts, or the Tower of Babel. These were things that could not be exposed, but he had to use them when he was in danger.

It's better to act alone.

Of course, the main problem is that the team size is indeed awkward.

Hearing Xu Lindong say this, Pang Jia and Ding Jian stopped worrying and went to look at the small hill on the other side.

Be careful!

Lei Chong, who was cleaning the triangular nails while smoking a cigarette, reminded him.

Miao Zhuang, who was inhaling secondhand smoke nearby, also waved.

Xu Lindong nodded, climbed over the railing, and walked towards the grove of trees on the other side.

He remained vigilant.

The current situation is clearly a case of "protesting too much," and anyone who dares to tamper with the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs is definitely not simple.

He even felt that Yuan Heng's decisions were somewhat problematic.

At this point, everyone should stay put and wait for the driver to change the tire before leaving, rather than scattering people to search the surroundings.

However, since Yuan Heng was the captain and the orders were limited to a kilometer radius, he didn't say anything more since the others didn't speak up.

"Just take a quick look around the area. If there's any movement from the Tower of Babel, retreat immediately and wait until everyone is gathered before making any further moves."

Xu Lindong walked slowly down the grassy slope of the road, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Even though his strength has increased considerably compared to before, he has not become arrogant or overconfident.

Ultimately, he's just a "four of spades" who's slightly better than a nobody. If he really runs into a tough opponent, he'll still be in danger.

...

Not far away, a faint figure clung to a tree trunk, watching Xu Lindong's every move from afar.

No matter how cautious the prey is, he doesn't care.

With his Sequence 8 "Underworld Messenger" strength, he could easily drag his opponent into a dream woven by his Nightmare ability.

Defeating prey in a dream leaves no trace.

The nightmares he unleashed himself were far more powerful than those dealt with through curses or intermediaries.

If he were a Sequence Nine transcendent, given his current severely injured state, it might be difficult for him to kill him with Nightmare alone.

But the target was just a "stove official" of sequence ten, who had no power to resist at all.

Even if Xu Lindong teams up with other people, as long as they are all in Sequence 10, the result will be the same.

Therefore, even though this place is not far from the blockade fortress, he is still confident that he can act decisively when the opportunity arises to create an inside agent.

"This kid is a bit strange. He seems to be able to keenly sense the aura of curses... But this time I won't use curses, I'll just rely on the power of nightmares."

Once within fifty meters, pull him into a dream, and the plan will be complete.

In the shade of the trees, Yin Cha Han waited patiently and quietly, like a seasoned hunter.

Soon, seeing Xu Lindong heading clearly towards the grove, he moved.

Splash...

Like leaves being blown by the wind, one by one, the leaves stumbled and swirled in the wind, drifting towards the forest.

This is the power of Sequence Nine "Wandering Soul," ever-present!

As a Yin Messenger of Sequence Eight, as long as he can withstand the agitation of the extraordinary substances within his body, he can use the power of the Ninth and Tenth Sequences that he has already digested at any time.

Even using the power of all sequences simultaneously, except that would increase the risk of backlash.

As he approached the grove of trees, clinging to the leaves like a wandering ghost, a faint, chilling aura gradually spread out.

The distance between the two sides quickly closed.

100 meters.

Eighty meters.

Sixty meters.

Just as they were about to enter the fifty-meter range, Xu Lindong, who had already reached the edge of the woods, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He seemed to sense something, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked at the swirling leaves, his figure almost simultaneously retreating rapidly.

"Something's not right with this kid!"

Han felt a chill run down his spine and decided to hold back no longer.

The ghostly figure clinging to the leaves suddenly darted out like a strange, shadowy streak, like a dark shadow darting along the ground, instantly crossing the last ten meters or so.

Xu Lindong had only retreated six meters at this point.

Han had already moved nearly eighteen meters away.

The distance between them was instantly reduced to within fifty meters.

In an instant, the light within a fifty-meter radius of the forest suddenly turned cold and dim, as if shrouded in an invisible shadow.

The leaves withered quickly and fell to the ground.

The grass on the ground drooped, and the soil became cold and smelly.

A strange shadow, like a rope or a ghostly claw, stretched from the ground to Xu Lindong's feet.

Xu Lindong's retreating figure froze completely.

His mouth, which he was about to shout, stiffened, his eyes gradually lost focus, his consciousness became hazy, and he was about to fall into the nightmare carefully woven by the underworld officials.

The difference in their energy and spirit is too great.

Xu Lindong's mental strength was utterly powerless to resist the erosion of this nightmare.

"Sleep... Let me see if you are still entangled in the curse that the artifact has become..."

"Let me see... how you always manage to sense my movements in advance..."

The shadow that had been clinging to Xu Lindong's feet spread like ink, quickly climbing up to his abdomen.

A chilling and terrifying oppressive force quickly enveloped his entire body, making it difficult for him to even struggle.

This is suppression from a possessed spirit.

However, at that moment, a gleaming, straight scraper suddenly appeared in Xu Lindong's hand.

Evil artifact!

He had already prepared to use this trump card when he sensed the disturbance in the Tower of Babel and retreated with a bad feeling.

However, the underworld messengers acted too quickly, and the nightmares eroded consciousness too rapidly.

The moment the idea formed in his mind, his consciousness became blurred, he was unable to firmly execute his thoughts, and his thinking gradually became sluggish.

Fortunately, at this moment, just before his consciousness was completely dragged into the nightmare dream, and before his mind became completely muddled, he managed to consume 150 merits and take out the Direct Scraper!

The moment the scraper appeared, it immediately caught the attention of the underworld official Han.

"This malevolent artifact is indeed in your hands!"

Han's voice was as cold and icy as a biting wind.

His response was a sharp, cold cut!

"If you want to see, I'll let you see as much as you want!"

Xu Lindong hardened his heart, once again falling into a state of heightened stress, his entire demeanor becoming as cold and sharp as a blade...

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