I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

The power of nightmares suddenly lost its lock on its target, as if the young man who was about to be dragged into the dream had suddenly lost consciousness.

The series of unexpected shocks had left the underworld messenger Han nearly numb.

He could even clearly sense that several extraordinary auras were rapidly approaching from outside the forest.

"asshole!!"

He reacted instantly, mobilizing his last bit of power to use one of the two great abilities of the underworld messengers—a curse—to erode the young man's body.

He intended to use this cursed body as a medium to forcibly lock onto the other party's strangely vanished consciousness.

The next moment, the curse's locking force suddenly pointed to one spot.

It was clearly Xu Lindong's neck.

But there was nothing there.

However, seemingly stimulated by his power, a hazy, eerie chain, somewhere between illusion and reality, gradually appeared around the neck.

It was a pendant made of a ten-story pagoda.

"This is......"

His nightmare power was unable to completely lock onto and see the full picture of the falling chain.

However, it was at the very moment the power touched the small tower.

The small door on the eighth floor of the tower suddenly opened.

His consciousness and power were instantly absorbed into it.

"No!!"

He instinctively sensed a terrifying crisis and tried to resist, even at the cost of triggering a backlash from supernatural matter and mobilizing all his power.

But at that very moment, his extraordinary power was as if suppressed by a mountain, unable to move an inch.

The immense and overwhelming power completely overwhelmed him, rapidly stripping away his five senses, as if he were falling into an abyss of death.

An unprecedented fear and despair surged from the underworld official's heart, even overwhelming him with intense regret.

Why... why did you have to attack this weird kid...?

If they hadn't intervened, perhaps they wouldn't be in this predicament now.

Unfortunately, reality offers no "what ifs" and no way to undo mistakes.

The next instant, his consciousness sank completely into darkness.

Before he was completely overwhelmed, he vaguely sensed a cold and vast aura of underground power.

That aura was like meeting the Holy King of the Earth, like glimpsing the source of all ghosts, like facing the omnipotent, supremely powerful Earth Mother and Sovereign.

"who I am……"

A hazy murmur, like a monsoon blowing from hell, swept away his last shred of lucidity.

The tenth floor of the Tower of Babel.

Xu Lindong's consciousness appeared here intact.

He was tense and terrified, but not because of the threat from the underworld officials.

But even higher up...

He suddenly looked up, towards the direction of the first floor of the tower.

If it wasn't a hallucination, just now, the mysterious woman's dazed voice came again from behind the tunnel door on the first floor of the tower.

That cry of "Who am I?" was like a lonely soul drifting in from the deepest part of hell.

His voice was filled with a sense of bewilderment and despair, as if he had been lonely for a century.

Fortunately, the sound only rang once, and then fell silent.

"I don't know who you are either. You're behind the tunnel door on the first floor, so let's just call you Houtu Niangniang for now."

Xu Lindong muttered to himself, calming his mind slightly. Then, sensing the underworld officials imprisoned behind the gate of the eighth-level tunnel, his expression immediately became quite interesting.

"This underworld official's consciousness actually followed me into the Tower of Babel? He... isn't he just walking into a trap?"

Xu Lindong never expected that this life-or-death crisis would end in such a dramatic way.

He originally only intended to hide his consciousness in the Tower of Babel to avoid being dragged into the dream and killed by the nightmare power of the underworld officials.

But this approach is actually ignoring the bigger picture.

If the opponent reacts quickly enough and abandons casting Nightmare, instead directly targeting his physical body, the outcome would still be unimaginable.

However, if the other side reacts even slightly slower and Lei Chong and others arrive to provide reinforcements, he will be able to seize a sliver of hope.

However, now, the other party has actually followed his consciousness and entered the Tower of Babel.

"It shouldn't be that he deliberately went into the tower... but rather that he came into contact with the Tower of Babel while chasing my consciousness."

The Tower of Babel naturally wouldn't let go of such "merit rations" that came to it willingly.

Xu Lindong came up with a fairly reasonable explanation, which was somewhat both funny and absurd.

With his abilities, he would not have been able to use the Tower of Babel to deal with the underworld officials.

After all, only those targets who were briefly suppressed or controlled by him could be sent into the tower.

The underworld officials were clearly not beings he could control.

But if the other party provoked Grandpa Ta and courted death, then they deserved it.

"If I encounter a similar nightmare-like mental attack again in the future, I might be able to use this method to avoid it... The Tower of Babel is truly my most precious protective treasure."

The thought only took a few seconds to form.

With a thought, he quickly put the evil artifact, the scraper, from the hand of the person outside into the Tower of Babel.

Almost simultaneously, before he could even check the logbook in the oval bronze mirror in the hall, he felt a body being shaken outside, and vaguely heard voices:

"Xu Lindong, what happened?"

"The chilling aura here... it's like a Sequence Transcendent being with some kind of hidden path attacked him... What's wrong with him?"

"This state seems to be trapped in the nightmare dream of the underworld messengers... This is bad."

Amidst the brief discussion, Xu Lindong's consciousness swiftly returned to his body from inside the Tower of Babel.

He immediately withdrew the zombie power and forced it back into the corpse heart within his body.

The chilling aura around him immediately diminished, and then he opened his eyes.

Fortunately, he was still in the state of the Kitchen God's descent, and the fire in the stove and the lingering aura of the Yin messengers on his body masked his zombie aura.

None of the four people, including Lei Chong, who arrived at the scene noticed anything unusual about him.

"Xu Lindong, how are you?"

Lei Chong covered the stove fire with his palm, ignoring the flames on Xu Lindong's body, and grabbed his uninjured shoulder to ask.

Xu Lindong's eyes regained focus, and he quickly prepared his explanation in his mind.

He looked at the four tense-looking people in front of him, extinguished the flames around him, exhaled a thick smoke, and said:

"I'm fine... I was just attacked by a ghost messenger."

"What?! They're underworld messengers?!"

Lei Chong's expression hardened, and he immediately looked around warily after releasing his grip.

Miao Zhuang, Pang Jia, and Ding Jian, who were standing nearby, also quickly went on alert, scanning the surrounding woods where fires were burning.

"He should have left already. Luckily you arrived in time, otherwise I might be dead."

Xu Lindong shook his head and continued, "He just tried to drag me into the dream world of the Nightmare Space. Even when I used the Kitchen God's Descent, I couldn't stop him."

But he seemed not to have expected you to arrive so quickly, so he withdrew on his own initiative...

"How could there be underworld messengers lying in ambush here to deal with us? These are Sequence Eight underworld messengers!"

Ding Jian was both puzzled and horrified, and he continued to look around nervously, not daring to relax his vigilance.

Pang Jia frowned, gripping his broadsword defensively. "That's right. If it were a ghost messenger, he alone would be enough to take down our entire team, and even Yuan's team might not escape. There's no need to resort to such petty tricks."

"He's injured."

Xu Lindong said, "He's badly injured. He must be from the Salvation Society. We fought his curse at the East Star Hotel before."

Later, Captain Jiang from the company personally led the strange creature to hunt him and his companions down, and it is said that he was seriously injured.

I never imagined that after escaping the city, he would ambush us here to take revenge…

"If that's the case, then it makes sense."

Lei Chong breathed a slight sigh of relief, but after looking around, he frowned again. "But his actions seem to be all bark and no bite."

Logically speaking, even if he was seriously injured, he shouldn't be afraid of us.

So, they made a move on you, but then ran away without succeeding, making it seem like they started something but didn't finish it... as if they wanted revenge but were also afraid of getting hurt again.

Xu Lindong felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this.

Lei Chong is right, but the problem is...

The underworld official had already been imprisoned in the Tower of Babel.

Therefore, this action, which should have been a sure thing for the other side, turned out to be all bark and no bite, as if they had accomplished nothing and then fled.

But he couldn't tell everyone the truth.

"In any case, it's not a good place to stay."

Pang Jia remained vigilant and urged, "Let's retreat back to the highway and gather everyone for defense! We should also treat Xu Lindong's shoulder injury."

"Okay, let's retreat first!"

Lei Chong waved his hand, holding a specially made pistol in his other hand, and moved forward cautiously.

"Hold on!"

Xu Lindong suddenly pulled out his two waist pouches, flung out a large amount of homemade stove ash, and threw it out violently.

call!

The rising ashes from the stove, like a thick fog, quickly covered and extinguished the fires burning in the surrounding woods.

Let's go!

After doing all this, Xu Lindong left with the others and returned to the highway.

At this moment, the other teammates also rushed back after hearing the commotion.

Xu Lindong looked at the nails scattered on the ground not far away, and then at his fellow executives gathered around him, a question rising in his mind.

The fact that the underworld officials were lying in ambush here clearly indicates that it was premeditated.

They even knew the time and route they took to leave the blockade fortress.

This might be the result of the underworld officials observing from afar, but why are they so certain that the evil artifact is on him?

There are too many strange things going on.

"What happened?"

Just then, Yuan Heng, who had been acting alone ahead, turned back, looking surprised and suspicious, his gaze fixed on Xu Lindong...

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