I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

This was accompanied by Xu Lindong's terrifying breathing, which sounded like a whale inhaling.

His cold eyes suddenly flashed with unparalleled sharpness.

An extremely oppressive and terrifying aura, like a syringe pump fiercely squeezing, quickly filled the space above the passage!

"Oh no?! His power is still increasing?!"

The priest's eyes narrowed suddenly, filled with utter horror.

However, he didn't have time to react.

The enormous, extraordinary phantom that swelled and rose from Xu Lindong's body was like a mountain crashing down upon him.

"boom!!"

The phantom actually pierced right through his entire body!

What protective power, what strong physical body?

Faced with this devastating impact, everything was as fragile as paper.

"puff!!"

His body slammed violently against the wall behind him.

A large spurt of blood gushed from his back, exploding into a shocking crimson stain on the snow-white wall.

His eyes were wide open, blood began to seep from all over his body, and he stared intently at Xu Lindong. His body swayed, as if all his bones were shattering inside, and he slowly slid to the ground against the wall.

"You... is this all the power you have?...?"

His lips moved slightly; his teeth were the only part of his body that was still hard, and he could barely utter a sentence in the Commonwealth language.

The imposing aura surrounding Xu Lindong slowly receded, and he coldly stared at the other party, saying, "Seventy percent, I guess! You're not bad, you have some strength. In your next life, speak Xia Guoyu (Chinese Mandarin)."

"Fine, you wicked bastard, you'd better stay in the Federation in your next life."

He had barely finished speaking when the priest died, his eyes wide open in death.

A dignified Sequence 8 priest was brutally killed by a Sequence 9 cultivator who practiced all three paths, using what he claimed to be 70% of his power!

That's truly humiliating!

But this certainly doesn't represent Xu Lindong's entire strength.

If we can force him to use the power of the dual nature of heaven and man, and unleash the power of opening the gates of the human body's eight gates that he has just comprehended, he can rest in peace even if he goes to hell... Merit +1500!

Merit +800!

The Heavenly Pride Order and the Tower of Babel trembled simultaneously, and the harvest was brought into the tent.

Xu Lindong glanced indifferently at the corpse on the ground. His illusory figure swirled like air currents, pounced on the priest's remains, and instantly extracted and devoured the remaining supernatural power within him.

A mysterious and profound energy flowed into the phantom, and a faint protective shield of light condensed on its surface.

He sensed something and frowned slightly.

Although this power could briefly form a shield, it also caused a subtle restlessness in the extraordinary matter within his body, clearly indicating that the excessive devouring ability of his extraordinary human energy clone had created a burden.

"A chicken rib" (meaning something that is neither fish nor fodder).

Xu Lindong quickly made a judgment: "It should be a protective ability similar to Wang Shuo's. It has limited effect on me. I might as well give it to Sister Xun to try later."

What is almost useless to him may not be useless to Sister Xun.

He expended 50 merit points to help suppress the restlessness of the extraordinary substances within his body, so as to prevent excessive damage to the barrier.

At this moment, one could faintly hear the sounds of even more intense fighting coming from below.

Xu Lindong took a deep breath, and a faint life force flowed within his body.

It was as if the "Gate of Life" had been activated, restoring its restorative power, and the depletion was being rapidly replenished.

However, he had not truly opened the gate of life, so he could not recover quickly and directly.

Time is of the essence.

He pulled out the tribute beef jerky from his pouch, chewed it up in a few bites, and swallowed it. Then, in a flash, he sped towards the lower battlefield. At this moment, in San Francisco, one of the three most important cities in the Federation.

Skyscrapers stand tall like a steel forest, neon lights flash wildly in the night, and traffic flows endlessly like a river of light.

The prosperity here is in no way inferior to any top city in the Eastern Xia Kingdom.

But it felt more like a final, frenzied celebration before the apocalypse, exuding a hysterical, false prosperity.

Because it's outside of this city.

Especially to the east, near the city of Salva, has long since become a feast for otherworldly creatures.

Countless towns fell one after another.

Humans either fled in panic or perished in the monster's jaws, leaving the land scarred and devastated.

San Francisco, however, was coldly surrounded by a massive isolation zone.

Within the walls lies paradise.

Outside the walls lies hell.

Outside the isolation zone, refugees thronged the desolate wilderness like a tide, their clothes tattered and their faces numb.

Many refugees gazed at the distant lights flickering inside the high walls, their eyes filled with despair. The lights seemed so close, yet so impossibly far away.

For them, obtaining permission to enter the city was an even more unattainable dream than climbing to the heavens.

Those inside the walls, however, continued their revelry, indulging in debauchery, going mad, and indulging in unrestrained pleasure.

At this moment, on the top floor of a skyscraper in the heart of San Francisco.

A calm and composed figure stood before the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

He was dressed in a dark blue battle suit, his short golden hair was like molten gold, and a scarlet cape hung down his back. Under the neon lights outside the window, he looked like a "Superman" who had stepped out of a comic book.

He stood there quietly, looking down at the mad city below and the refugees struggling like ants outside. His eyes were complex, intertwined with a strange pity, yet deep within them churned a repressed madness.

At the very bottom of all these emotions lies an extreme indifference.

It was a cold indifference that viewed all living beings as worthless and disregarded everyone; it was absolute arrogance.

He is one of the three Sequence 2 beings of the Federation, the "Angel of Light" Owen Jenkins of the Heroic Spirit Path.

He considers himself the only god in the Federation's skies and the guardian of the entire Federation, and has never taken the other two Sequence Twos seriously.

But the current situation has plunged him into unprecedented pain and conflict.

Over the past two weeks, he has clearly felt a significant loss of believers.

With the reopening of two high-risk sinkholes.

Cities are falling into crisis or even falling completely.

The Federation he protected was in turmoil and suffering.

Countless people who had devoutly believed in him during times of peace began to waver and even resent him.

They resented this "god" for not descending and saving them from danger.

His faith was receding like the tide, and he could feel his strength waning along with it.

But this... was an inevitable part of the plan.

This is like scraping the bone to heal a wound; it's something we have to do.

If we don't experience this excruciating pain, how can we expect new hope to bloom from the ashes?

How did he break through Sequence One and escape the shadow of the "human god" from the Eastern Xia Kingdom?

And how... to become the only god in this world?

Just then, he suddenly sensed something and his eyes turned cold.

The figure vanished in a blinding flash of light.

The next moment, with a loud "bang," the opposite wall exploded!

He slammed a figure against the hard wall.

That could no longer even be called a human figure.

Its face was covered in scales, and it had curved horns on its head, resembling a monster completely corrupted by a demon.

Owen stared coldly at the person in front of him, his eyes emitting a blinding red and white light, but deep within that light, a wisp of black energy was faintly wrapped around it, silently dimming.

"You damned, pathetic bastard..."

He said through gritted teeth, his voice icy, "I've said it before, no one is allowed to set foot on my territory without my permission."

The demonic figure was gripped by the throat with one hand, yet he didn't struggle. Instead, he spoke in a hoarse, coaxing tone, "Relax, my dear brother, relax... you're hurting me..."

Why must we be so tense? Indeed, there was a time when we were opposed because of our differing ideologies; you pursued your light, and I embraced my darkness.

"But now, your choice has led you to the same end as mine. You will eventually transform into a dark angel, won't you?"

Owen's hand suddenly tightened, his facial skin twitched, and he gritted his teeth as he retorted, "It's the 'King of Light and Darkness' of Sequence One, not a Dark Angel. What I want to become is the only god on this planet."

The shadowy figure on the wall chuckled softly, "What's the difference?"

"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation..."

Irving's eyes suddenly blazed with intense light. "I'll crush this shell of yours. Even if you can be resurrected, you'll be weak for a long time."

"Okay, okay."

The demon-like man grinned, spreading his hands. "Put me down first, then we'll talk. I've come here on the orders of the great god of shadows." He smiled. "Now, you can go and carry out your plan, descending as a savior to save those refugees. After all, the 'savior' of the past has now become the spokesperson for an evil god."

You can save not only those outside the city, but also those trapped in despair along the border.

"Use your former image as the 'Angel of Light' to save them. Even if you cannot provide lasting protection... faith will take root in those who see hope in despair."

He chuckled in a low voice:

"Despair is the best breeding ground for faith."

"Isn't that right?"

"The faith of those who have a smooth life is often wavering, and they are often swept up by their desires."

But when their only desire is to "survive," their faith becomes incredibly firm.

Back then, if you gave them a glimmer of hope, you were their only god.

"This is the only path for you to advance to Sequence One. No destruction, no construction; in destruction... new life is gained."

"It's none of your business to tell me my way."

Irving coldly interrupted, releasing his grip and letting the devilish man fall to the ground.

He immediately frowned: "If we act now... what if the Xia Kingdom sees through our plan and intervenes..."

"Wouldn't that be exactly what we wanted?"

The demonic man let out a sinister chuckle. "What we've been waiting for is for them to send out their so-called 'strong' individuals of Sequence Two and Sequence Three. Everything... was arranged long ago."

A barely concealed apprehension flashed in Owen's eyes: "If... it's that 'God of Man' from Xia Kingdom personally taking action..."

"My dear brother, when did you become so hesitant and indecisive?"

The demonic man swayed his demonic tail as he paced, his smile full of mockery: "Has the loss of faith caused even your courage to shrink along with your testicles? You swore to replace the gods and become the only true god in this world."

"Shut your stinking mouth!"

Owen shouted sharply to stop him, his hands clenched into fists behind his back, his eyes growing increasingly serious: "No matter what... that person is still an opponent that all beings in the world must take seriously."

"Don't worry, he can't move."

The demonic man's laughter turned cold: "He must guard the 'Barrier of the Gods'."

If he dares to leave, the barrier of the gods will crumble.

At that time, all the world's sinkholes will be fully opened, and even gods and humans would find it difficult to stop them.

He leaned forward slightly, a twisted fanaticism surging in his eyes:

"That wasn't his intention..."

"But this is exactly the ending we've been dreaming of... Damn, it's absolutely wonderful."

On the border, deep in the mining area, the war was gradually coming to an end.

The members of the Ash Hand Order, Sequence 10, 9, and 8, were almost entirely wiped out.

Only the "Shepherd" of Sequence Seven is still putting up a last-ditch effort, even resorting to releasing another trump card from the town outside.

Therefore, the piercing alarm ripped through the night sky above the town outside the mining area.

In the center of town, beneath the three-story villa, an extremely strong aura of evil was rapidly expanding.

That was also the product of an experiment.

Because they had reached maturity, they were transferred here for breeding and cultivation.

At this moment, with the attack on the mine laboratory, the still-developing monster was released, broke through the blockade, stepped out of the laboratory beneath the villa, and began an indiscriminate massacre.

The piercing screams, mixed with the shrill alarms, echoed repeatedly throughout the villa area.

This killing machine devoured several guards alive, its body resembling a deformed variant forcibly pieced together.

Its body was covered with twisted, otherworldly biological organs, with dislocated limbs and bone spurs growing everywhere.

Even more horrifying is that several grotesque beast heads are crammed onto its shoulders, each with its own fangs protruding. Interspersed among them is a human head that has not yet fully mutated, with wide-open eyes and a distorted face, as if still bearing the fear and pain of being transformed.

It was once a "Druid" of the priestly pathway, sequence nine.

Because it was once on the verge of going out of control, it was used as an experimental subject and fused with otherworldly creatures, resulting in its current terrifying state.

Its dangerous aura has far exceeded the scope of ordinary Sequence Nine, reaching the level of Sequence Eight.

Even more terrifying and chilling is the absence of pain and fear, making it a killing machine.

After the monster rushed out of the villa, it suddenly stomped on and smashed the wailing alarm.

The piercing sound stopped abruptly.

The town was suddenly plunged into a deathly silence and darkness.

It had four heads on its shoulders—a wolf, a bear, an eagle, and a human head—and it turned towards the mining area.

There are still scattered lights there, which is the only remaining "laboratory" in its fragmented memories.

The next moment, its thick, pillar-like legs exerted force, revealing large, muscular lines beneath its fur.

Bang! !

The ground cracked open, and its figure, like a cannonball, smashed through the night and rushed wildly toward the light.

Beneath the laboratory, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

The leader of the evil cult stronghold of the Hand of Ash, "The Shepherd," is already at his wit's end.

Besides his trump cards outside the town, he has brazenly released all the immature experimental subjects and forcibly catalyzed them with human sacrifices.

Deformed monsters surged out of the various laboratories like a tidal wave, frantically attacking Xu Lindong and his group, causing enormous disruption.

However, he himself had already been injured by Huang Feng, Dong Qing, and Yang Rui working together. Taking advantage of the chaos, he quickly retreated into an underground tunnel and fled towards the outskirts of the city. "We absolutely cannot let him leave the mine area!"

Huang Feng, wielding a large, chainsaw-like blade, his eyes flashing with cold light, shouted sharply, "Once he enters the open area outside and ignites the sparks, he can fly away and escape, leaving no chance of capturing him!"

"BOOM!!"

Xie Zhou had already made the first move.

He slammed both palms into the ground, and the power of the earth erupted!

The rock and soil on the four walls of the passage surged and twisted like living things, instantly squeezing and deforming, twisting the road ahead into a pretzel and blocking it completely.

However, at that very moment, a beam of cold starlight pierced through the special material at the top of the passage and precisely enveloped the shepherd's entire body. This was his ability as the seventh rank of the Celestial Path, "The Celestial Child," to manipulate starlight and make it ethereal.

His figure rapidly faded and became transparent in the starlight, as if he was about to merge with the light and completely disappear.

At this critical moment.

"laugh!"

Dong Qing's face turned bluish-black and purple. With a low growl, the fabric of her clothes ripped open at her chest.

A pale, ghostly hand burst forth from the chest, reaching out to grab the starlight phantom in mid-air.

At the same time, she swiftly flipped open a dark, old book with her other hand.

The pages of the book moved on their own without any wind, making a rustling sound.

The shepherd's fading figure was clearly reflected on it.

The ghost hand grips the book's image in sync!

The shepherd's figure in the starlight suddenly froze, the process of becoming ethereal forcibly interrupted by an invisible force of rules, solidifying in a semi-transparent state. The ancient book, like the Book of Life and Death, could lock shadows and souls, clearly a very powerful supernatural object.

"roll!!"

The shepherd roared furiously, his body suddenly bursting with blinding starlight and flames. The starlight and fire intertwined and churned, and his figure rapidly blurred again. In that instant, Huang Feng had already rushed over, his cleaver, as sharp as a chainsaw, slashing down fiercely.

Suddenly, the starlight shattered.

"laugh!!"

On the other side, Xu Lindong's giant scythe slashed down through the air with a hissing sound.

The two deformed monsters that lunged at him screamed in unison.

His body crashed to the ground, but there was not a single wound on his body, though he had already lost all life.

This is the power of the scythe to slay souls, directly harvesting them.

No matter how strong the monsters' physical bodies are, they cannot withstand the killing move that directly severs their souls.

The path of soul cultivation is already rare.

This applies to both monsters and humans.

This power is naturally able to restrain any being with a strong physical body.

Xu Lindong cleared away the two monsters, then quickly scanned his surroundings. Seeing that his teammates were all unharmed, he felt somewhat relieved.

Although these experimental subjects were ferocious, they could only serve a disruptive purpose and were unlikely to pose a real threat.

He hesitated whether to rush to Huang Feng's location to provide support when a powerful sense of oppression suddenly emanated from the passage behind him, interspersed with faint screams. It seemed that those who had just been rescued and were fleeing were being slaughtered.

Are there more experts?

Xu Lindong's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly turned around.

The power of the gatekeeper spread out with a single step he took.

The previously set-up portals were instantly activated.

Images of the passageway quickly flooded his senses.

Just as one of the portals shattered, he caught a glimpse of a figure moving so fast it was almost blurry.

The figure's enormous claws tore open the iron gate.

"Creak!"

Amidst the flying debris, a deformed and horrifying body was revealed.

It has the heads of three wild beasts: a wolf, a bear, and an eagle, as well as a human head.

The four heads were grotesquely crammed together at the shoulders and neck, their faces contorted, their pupils reflecting a chaotic mix of cruelty, violence, cunning, and lingering humanity. Its body was even more bizarre and terrifying, possessing two forelimbs as thick as bear paws and two hooked talons like a falcon, its four arms grotesque. A massive, tiger-striped tail lashed behind it, and wolf fangs protruded from its jaws, exuding a foul, malevolent aura.

"What the hell is that? Four heads, four arms..."

Xu Lindong's expression instantly turned serious.

He could clearly sense an extremely chaotic energy being entangled within the monster's body.

It was as if four powerful, extraordinary souls were forcibly bound together, colliding and merging with each other, radiating an oppressive aura far beyond the ordinary.

This gave the monster the combined power of four souls, making it incredibly ferocious.

As he was observing, the monster seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around!

The thick tiger tail swept out like a steel whip, shattering the opposite door panel with a loud "bang".

The monster vanished from his sight in the next second.

However, just a moment later, Xu Lindong's expression suddenly tightened.

Through the portal's eye and through the chaotic passageways, he instantly locked onto a familiar figure.

Lu Qian.

She was rescuing trapped lab personnel in front of a cell, not far from where the deformed monster was located.

Without hesitation, he quickly alerted through the headset of his extraordinary phone: "Captain Lu, retreat immediately! There's danger!"

The news had barely spread when Lu Qian became alert and quickly retreated towards the door.

However, the monster seemed to be unusually sensitive to supernatural fluctuations.

Just as Lu Qian moved.

"boom!"

The entire wall opposite seemed to have been struck by a terrifying force, suddenly shattering, with bricks and stones flying everywhere, dust billowing up, and a huge figure with a fierce and menacing aura rushing out.

"cut!!"

Lu Qian snorted coldly and turned around decisively, slashing out with her broadsword.

A flash of light appeared.

A blinding golden blade of energy erupted instantly, pouring down on the monster!

However, the blade's energy only managed to tear a wound in the monster's bulging muscles.

The monster paused briefly, offering no defense, then kicked its legs hard, its claws carving deep ravines in the ground before lunging forward again.

"What a strong physique!"

Lu Qian's expression hardened as she sensed danger. She suddenly let out a low shout, and her figure rapidly transformed into several afterimages, like a shadow clone.

Two of them rushed straight at the monster.

The other one flickered and entangled with the true form before suddenly scattering and fleeing to both sides.

This is clearly a secret technique of the Humanity Sequence: Popularity Illusion, Multiple Clones.

In the blink of an eye, her two phantom figures were torn apart and destroyed by the monster's thick claws.

The monster's eight eyes on its four heads swept left and right, then suddenly locked onto a direction and gave chase.

However, just as it was about to enter the passage ahead...

"Hey, chasing after a lady isn't what a gentleman does."

A voice came, and the wall on the other side of the passage suddenly lit up with a faint light. A figure seemed to emerge from the wall out of thin air, outlining a silhouette, and pounced on the monster like lightning.

The monster sensed it instantly, and all four heads on its shoulders turned around at the same time.

Eight eyes flashed with ferocious light, and a violent mental shockwave suddenly erupted from the beast's eyes!

"Bang!"

The figure was instantly struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward at an even greater speed, crashing heavily against the wall. The light dissipated, revealing Qiao Zheng's disheveled figure. "Possession failed!?"

His eyes widened in surprise, and before he could recover, a muscular bear paw tore through the air, bringing a stench of blood as it slammed down on him. "Danger!"

Qiao Zheng's hair stood on end, his pupils contracted sharply, and he swiftly crossed his arms to block, a chilling aura surging around him, and bluish-black corpse spots appeared on his arms. "Bang!!!"

A loud bang rang out, his arms shook violently, his bones felt like they were about to shatter inch by inch, and he was slammed into the wall by the brute force, the wall dented and stones flying everywhere.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood gushed from his mouth, filling him with horror.

What a blunder! What kind of monster is this?!

At this very moment.

A ring of golden-red extraordinary ripples burst through the wall, rapidly coiling around the monster's body, and instantly condensing into a giant "Qin" character resembling an ancient talisman, suppressing it from mid-air!

The moment the character "秦" took shape, the monster's body suddenly stiffened, its thick, strong thighs unable to even take a step.

It suddenly let out a furious roar, the sound waves shaking the passage, causing the walls to tremble and the plaster to peel off in a flurry.

Immediately afterwards, a violent, extraordinary power rapidly spread and erupted from its body, forcefully shattering the Qin character on its body.