I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 130, 129: The Evil God Resurrects, the Empress is Astonished

East District Department of the Supernatural, Conference Room.

The light was dimly filtered by the heavy curtains. The long table was full of people. The captains of the four squads and the battalion commander Jiang Tao were all present. Even Tan Guanlan, the deputy director who rarely appeared, sat to Zheng Feng's left with a solemn expression.

Director Zheng Feng had clearly just smoked outside, as he had a faint smell of tobacco on him.

He sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over every face in the room, and slowly opened his mouth. His first words immediately chilled the atmosphere.

"Something has happened on the Federation side; Saldo City has fallen."

"A high-risk sinkhole codenamed 'Demon Realm' was opened by the so-called 'savior' of the evil society."

Team leader Fan Jun frowned: "Director, even if the Federation's high-risk sinkhole opens, it might not affect our side, right?"

Don't they still have three top-tier experts at Sequence Two and more than ten at Sequence Three? Joining forces to reseal it shouldn't be difficult, right?

Zheng Feng shook his head. "It's not that simple."

"That savior" has sold his soul to the evil god of the demon realm, becoming the evil god's parasite in the human world.

"Several demigods comparable to Sequence Four have emerged from the Demon Realm, and there's even one Sequence Three."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, and said, "What's even more deadly is that these otherworldly things are trying to pry open other high-risk sinkholes."

Even if the federal government is prepared, it might not be able to hold out for long.

"These damn bastards who only cause trouble!"

Captain Jiang Tao slammed his fist on the armrest, and the metal chair frame groaned under the weight.

"When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken!"

His eyes were cold and sharp. "If the Federation opens another high-risk sinkhole, the pressure on our border will increase dramatically."

Moreover, the stronger the intrusion of high-risk sinkholes into reality, the stronger the influence of other sinkholes around the world will become, and our seals will loosen accordingly. This chain reaction is unavoidable.

"How could such a terrible situation be allowed to happen?"

Although Xu Lindong had learned some information beforehand, he did not expect there would be a chain reaction.

Remembering Qu Nan's warning about a nationwide alert, he looked up at Zheng Feng: "Shouldn't the higher-ups have contingency plans for this situation?"

"have."

Zheng Feng nodded, but his eyes showed no sign of relief. "It was precisely because the higher-ups anticipated that madman's ambition that the Commander-in-Chief went so far as to send high-ranking experts across borders to strike, seizing the key ritual object for his advancement to Rank Two, thus severely slowing down his pace of embracing the evil god."

He rested his elbows on the table, his tone revealing a cold helplessness: "We also considered that he might be driven to desperation and completely become a puppet of the evil god—but even if we anticipated this, we couldn't stop him."

Unless we're willing to send two Sequence Twos, and the Federation's Sequence Twos won't stop us, is it really possible to take him down on Federation territory with absolute certainty? Difficult.

The only sound in the conference room was the rise and fall of breathing.

Xu Lindong wondered why the current "god" didn't take action himself.

But the thought vanished in an instant.

This kind of top-level power struggle involves far too many people.

If a god were to travel alone to the extraterritorial federation, even if his strength were unparalleled in the present era, he might still be vulnerable to a joint attack.

Alternatively, even the most dangerous sinkholes in China may require human intervention to oversee them.

In short, compared to the risk of the entire country being on high alert, the risk of the gods and humans leaving the Xia Kingdom is greater.

Once the Xia Kingdom loses this pillar of stability...

"The situation is still under control."

Zheng Feng leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples: "To have achieved this much, preventing that savior from advancing to Sequence Two and becoming a representative of the evil god, ultimately turning into a monster capable of threatening Sequence One, is already the limit."

On the other hand, the Federation itself is riddled with factions, and various different civilizations are constantly fighting amongst themselves, refusing to listen to advice, which is also part of the reason for the current situation.

"After all, there are factions on their side that are willing to open up the sinkhole and break the situation where our Xia Kingdom has a monopoly."

He looked around at everyone, his voice tightening again: "Right now, things are relatively peaceful here, but no one should let their guard down."

Next, everyone will be on high alert, as they may be transferred to other cities at any time to reinforce the seal of the sinkhole, or even sent to the border to clear out infiltrators.

The meeting lasted for more than half an hour in a somber atmosphere, with each deployment feeling like a stone weighing on one's mind.

After the meeting adjourned, everyone stood up one after another, their faces not looking too good.

Zheng Feng called out to Xu Lindong from the doorway.

"How's the application for your dual cultivation of two paths going?" His serious expression softened slightly, revealing a hint of concern.

"Researcher Qu has already submitted it, and it should be approved in the next day or two," Xu Lindong replied.

"good!"

Zheng Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Work hard and improve your strength as soon as possible."

If you need anything, you can submit a report, and I can approve another supernatural object for you to use.

"Thank you, Director."

Xu Lindong was overjoyed, solemnly agreed, and turned to push open the door and leave.

Immediately following the instructions of the meeting, a small meeting was convened with the team members.

"Captain, does this mean we'll be going to other cities for missions in the future?"

Li Yunfan was somewhat surprised and uneasy.

Every extraordinary event involves a certain degree of life-threatening danger. We can't even manage our own city, let alone go to other cities to provide support.

To be honest, his reluctance and unease are only natural.

"No need to rush!"

Xu Lindong shook his head to reassure them, "Even if it's a mission to be carried out across regions, it will definitely be selected by headquarters based on merit. Only a very small number of people will go, and as long as they go, they are guaranteed at least a third-class merit."

After these words were spoken, everyone's expressions softened considerably.

Even executives are human; when they hear about something this big, they too are afraid of dying.

They were afraid, yet willing to die to protect their city.

Going to other cities always makes me feel a little uneasy and apprehensive.

After the meeting, Xu Lindong dismissed the meeting, walked to the balcony, glanced at the gloomy sky in the distance, and frowned slightly.

Jiangcheng had just calmed down for a while when the Federation caused such a big commotion.

As Jiang Tao said, when the border is under pressure, under a collapsed nest, how can any egg remain intact?

At that moment, he sensed that the Tower of Babel was stirring.

This restlessness, however, was internal, which was astonishing.

He gripped the railing, his consciousness entered the Tower of Babel, and he heard the voice of the Earth Goddess.

"We can't delay any longer; we need to go to the ghost market now."

"Your Majesty, what have you found out?"

Xu Lindong was somewhat surprised.

He wasn't aware that he had entered the Tower of Babel during the meeting. If the Empress didn't know about the changes in the outside world, why would she suddenly ask him to go to the Ghost Market immediately?

"The power of the immortals and gods is reviving, especially in the underworld, where changes have occurred. Even inside the Tower of Babel, I can sense the power they project."

The words that came from Houtu were alarming: "What's happening outside?"

Saldo.

The dilapidated streets twisted in the thick smoke and flames, and broken steel bars pierced the leaden sky like the ribs of a monster.

Countless grotesque monsters roamed among the rubble.

They tore open the collapsed shop facades, dragging out the humans hiding inside, the sounds of chewing and wailing blending into the background noise of hell.

One team, however, was moving against the terrifying torrent of blood.

The leader was dressed in a tattered priest's robe, his expression blank beneath his hood, and he held a strange rune stone that emitted a faint gray light in his hand.

They moved silently and in unison among the overturned GG signs and burning car wreckage, occasionally forcibly pulling a few terrified young faces from under the monster's claws and dragging them into the group.

Even more bizarrely, the bloodthirsty monsters seemed to ignore them, as if they were nothingness shadows flowing through this ruin.

In the city center, atop a half-collapsed skyscraper.

A silver giant, over fifteen meters tall, sat there, its entire body shimmering with a mercury-like metallic luster, and the runes etched on its surface flickering with its breath.

In its thick, powerful hand, a ferocious giant axe rested casually beside its knee, the blade still covered in sticky flesh and blood.

At this moment, it was grabbing an elephant that it had captured from who-knows-where, mixed with human remains, and stuffing it into its mouth, making a teeth-grinding crunching sound and the elephant's mournful cry.

Sudden.

Its scarlet head, which looked like it had been cast in molten lava, suddenly turned toward the distant horizon of the city. Its massive mouth stopped chewing, and a low, furious growl came from its throat.

The next instant, it suddenly erupted without warning!

The gnarled silver body left a blinding trail of light, and the giant axe was snatched away, becoming a crescent moon that tore through the air.

It crashed down on a still intact glass-walled high-rise building several kilometers away!

Boom!

A silver axe-like force, refined to its utmost, sliced ​​the hundred-meter-tall building in two straight across as easily as cutting tofu.

The upper half of the building slowly tilted and slid down amidst a deafening roar, stirring up a storm of dust and glass.

In the air behind where the collapsed skyscraper once stood, a figure floated silently.

He wore a simple gray robe, his beard and hair were all white, and his face was as calm as a deep well.

He had no fancy decorations, yet he naturally exuded a terrifying pressure that froze one's soul, as if facing an abyss.

Its mere existence brings the surrounding chaotic air, drifting dust, and even the dissipating extraordinary energy into absolute "order".

Mystic Path, Sequence Two, Sage of All Laws.

The silver axe-like force, powerful enough to cleave mountains, roared as it rushed ten meters in front of him, only to crash into an invisible barrier.

"The Wall of Truth".

There was no explosion, no impact.

The speed of the axe's force suddenly dropped to zero, freezing in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, every bit of energy and extraordinary property that constituted this terrifying attack began to silently disintegrate and dissipate from the most basic structural level, transforming into the purest primordial light.

Like morning dew evaporated by the sun, it vanished quietly without leaving a trace.

Photolysis.

The giant stood atop the ruins of the collapsed building, his heavy body crushing the reinforced concrete to dust.

Its scarlet eyes were fixed on the tiny yet imposing figure in the air. The ferocity and arrogance it displayed when hunting had vanished without a trace, replaced by extreme solemnity and apprehension.

A deep, threatening roar emanated from its metallic chest, but it dared not advance any further.

Just then, deep within the city ruins, beneath the foundation of a half-destroyed church.

A terrifying, extremely evil and filthy power, far surpassing that of the silver giant, spread out and instantly enveloped the entire area.

Instantly.

The air became viscous, and the shadows writhed as if alive.

A hoarse, inhuman voice, seemingly pieced together from countless fragments of souls, resounded directly from the depths of the consciousness of all living beings: "Your Highness—" The voice carried a twisted laugh, "Do you intend to stop me?"

The Sage of All Laws lowered his gaze and looked toward the ruins of the church.

His voice was steady, penetrating all physical and energy barriers, echoing clearly from the ground: "Finch."

He called out the true name of the man once called "Savior," "Have you decided to completely dedicate your soul and body to that evil being?"

"evil?"

Finch, deep underground, let out a strange, hoarse laugh, a laugh filled with madness and mockery: "Why not? Don't you want to see me take this step?"

"Otherwise, why would you and the other two completely allow the people of Xia Kingdom to steal my last hope of advancing to the second rank?"

His hoarse voice suddenly turned sharp: "You want to use me to break this suffocating global deadlock and create a variable that could threaten the gods and men of Xia Kingdom—to secure your promotion opportunities."

But you're also afraid that if I really get promoted, I'll take this step again.

At that time, I will not only threaten the Xia Kingdom, but also the three of you who stand on the throne at the top of the Federation! Isn't that right?

The Sage of All Laws hovered in the air, his gray robes motionless amidst the chaotic force field, remaining silent for several breaths.

Then he spoke again, his tone calm but carrying an unyielding power of rules: "The many living beings still alive in the city need to be safely relocated."

"Hehe—hahaha!"

Finch laughed from underground, his laughter maniacal. "As you wish, Your Highness."

I still have that much mercy.

After all, even a "seed" needs soil to germinate.

The laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by an extreme coldness and greed: "But the great god of shadows, Quentin, still needs to open another door"—hopefully, this time, Your Highness and the other two will not stop him.

The moment the words fell, the evil energy beneath the church ruins surged violently, like a giant heart buried underground beginning to beat wildly, radiating terrifying energy that sent chills down one's spine.

It was getting late afternoon.

The cities and towns within the Xia Kingdom remained peaceful and normal.

Neither the municipal government nor other departments have issued any warnings or alerts.

However, within the various departments related to the extraordinary, secret orders were already being frequently issued, and many people were on high alert.

However, the real pressure is now entirely concentrated along the long border.

The tense atmosphere did not spread to the inland hinterland of Jiangcheng at all.

After receiving a hint from Houtu Niangniang, Xu Lindong did not rush to set off.

Instead, based on the company's urgent instructions, he completed the numerous tasks at hand.

He went straight back to the family compound after getting off work.

Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, Uncle Yi was playing chess with a group of new neighbors around a stone table. They were locked in a fierce battle, shouting "Checkmate!"

Xu Lindong glanced at it and quietly walked past.

He already had a plan in mind: after nightfall, he would use the broken car seat to go to the Ghost Market to explore the tailor shop for the Goddess Houtu and increase his local experience.

Beneath Mount Tai in Tai'an City lies a dangerous sinkhole.

Perhaps the atmosphere of preparation over there is much stronger than in Jiangcheng.

Pushing open the gate to his own courtyard, the scene before him made him pause.

In the courtyard, Yi Qianxun was sitting opposite a tall figure.

Tea and snacks were laid out on the table in front of them, and they chatted and laughed in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Dongzi, you're back!" Yi Qianxun greeted with a smile. "Come here, look who's here."

The tall figure turned around, revealing a familiar, capable face, and smiled.

"Ah Dong!"

"Captain Lu?"

Xu Lindong was genuinely surprised.

Why did Captain Lu even come to my house...?

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