I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 162 Advancement to Night Wanderer! Tracking the King of Hell's Decree! Sacrifice is Worth It (Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

On Tongyou Road, two figures sped by in a tattered car seat.

Darkness surged all around, and eerie shadows emerged amidst the fluttering paper money, like a school of fish drawn by the scent of blood, lurking and ready to pounce.

Sitting in his chair, Xu Lindong observed the ghostly faces around him with a cold gaze.

Distorted, hollow, resentful, bewildered...

He was now scanning through files, imprinting each ghostly figure along the way into his eyes.

This is the completion of his ascension ceremony, a night patrol to examine all the ghosts, using them as a mirror to see himself.

As his superhuman strength increased, his use of the seat's teleportation speed also became more refined.

Although it still seems like a fleeting glimpse, it is no longer just a superficial glance.

The details of the ghostly appearance in the darkness became clearly visible as he focused intently.

There were ghosts who committed love crimes with half their faces rotting, ghosts who hanged themselves with ropes wrapped around their necks, ghosts whose bodies were dismembered... Every figure was nailed down, dissected, and remembered by his cold gaze.

During this observation, the Nightmare Crystal Core he had swallowed was rapidly dissolving inside his body.

The moment the crystal core entered my mouth, it felt like a cold current exploded, transforming into a chilling aura that coursed through my limbs and bones.

This caused his now stiff, iron-like zombie body to begin to slightly become ethereal, and the boundary between flesh and soul gradually blurred.

It is slowly transforming into the illusory soul form of a night wanderer.

The deeper he observed, the closer he got to the state of being a "ghost".

Especially at this late hour, those wandering the path to the underworld are mostly nocturnal spirits whose paths align with his.

With each ghost he saw, he seemed to play a part more fully, and the chilling aura within him intensified.

Imitate, absorb, transform...

On this desolate path, he is using a hundred ghosts as fuel to ignite his path to advancement.

"Epiphyseal plates!!"

A wandering spirit suddenly roared and pounced.

It was not content with simply scattering paper money; it wanted to attach itself directly to Xu Lindong's body and use his body to return to the mortal realm.

But before it could get close, Xu Lindong had already raised his hand and grabbed it by the neck with his five fingers like an iron hoop.

A phantom image of golden armor appeared on Xu Lindong's chest.

The manifestation of Yu Lei, the ancient door god.

The extraordinary power transformed into crimson-gold reeds, instantly wrapping around and suppressing the wandering spirit.

The wandering soul didn't even have time to struggle before he casually threw it into the Tower of Babel and imprisoned it.

"Merit +232!"

This is the second unruly evil spirit on the road.

Their strength was at the ninth level of the Sequence, even slightly weaker than the extraordinary level, but in front of Xu Lindong now, they were no match for him at all.

The promotion ceremony is still under control.

By now, he has reviewed fifty-seven different kinds of ghosts.

Half of the underground power emanating from the Nightmare Crystal Core within the body has been absorbed, and the remaining half will be completely refined during the journey ahead.

The dilapidated seat carried him and Little Finger at high speed through Tongyou Road, speeding around Jiangcheng, and quickly approaching their final destination, Jinxiu Residential Area.

...

At the same time, inside the Jiangcheng East District's prison station.

A set of unusually volatile data suddenly jumped on the monitoring instrument.

Several staff members quickly gathered around.

A bald man stared at the screen and said coldly:

"There's been some activity on Tongyou Road in our eastern district again."

"It seems that the 'King of Hell's Decree' hidden in Jiangcheng has struck again. The people who were tracking him in the underground black market suddenly disappeared a few days ago; it must have been him."

His gaze shifted to the fluctuating trajectory, his voice low:

"However, he didn't use the Ghostly Path to move the first few times, so we couldn't pinpoint his location..."

A female staff member quickly asked, "Should we start tracking it immediately?"

"Although this Yama's Decree's actions do seem to be about punishing evil and promoting good, his identity is mysterious, and he is an unofficial member. Advisor Lu instructed that his identity must be confirmed to eliminate any unstable factors."

After the bald man finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Immediately locate the situation of the Netherworld Path based on the abnormal fluctuations."

First, find the point of strongest fluctuation to determine the starting point. As for the ending point...

He paused, his expression grave. "It depends on whether the death warrant is still in the city. If he's gone too far out of the city, then there's nothing we can do."

The female staff member immediately started typing rapidly on the instrument's keyboard to retrieve data and track the target.

Another young male employee frowned and said, "Even if we can pinpoint his location, it would be difficult for us to get there immediately, right? And if we rashly pursue him and he notices us, it could cause misunderstandings or even conflict... This Yama's Decree is probably already at Sequence 8 in strength."

The bald man shook his head: "Besides this, we have no other way to find him. We've already issued notices in the town, asking him to come and collect his reward for eliminating evil, hoping he'll join the official organization."

"But he completely ignored us and didn't show up. We have to find a way to contact him, or at least reach some kind of communication or agreement."

He looked at the screen and said in a deep voice, "He must have a special supernatural object that allows him to freely travel through the Ghost Path."

Otherwise, even a Ghost Official of Sequence 7 wouldn't be able to enter and exit so frequently.

Unless he is inherently evil, spending too much time in the Ghost Path will inevitably cause his extraordinary restlessness to spiral out of control, eventually turning him into a true vengeful ghost.

"Let's continue. It would be best if we could make contact this time, but if not... there will always be other opportunities."

After saying that, the bald man took out a cell phone and quickly dialed a number.

It is indeed a bit impolite and presumptuous to disturb Consultant Lu, a female boss who values ​​sleep quality, so late at night.

But it's worth it to track down the King of Hell's decree.

...

"howl!"

A domineering roar suddenly exploded in the deathly silent Tongyou Road!

The vengeful spirits that roamed around were like frightened birds, scattering wildly in all directions.

At this moment, inside the Tongyou Road, a headless vengeful ghost with extraordinary and fierce fluctuations and an aura approaching that of a Sequence Eight was tightly bound by the crimson-gold reed rope emanating from Xu Lindong's palm.

His massive, heavier, and sharper scythe, after being modified, pierced the headless ghost's chest, hooking its soul tightly, and carried the charging ghost along with the chair, moving rapidly through the path to the underworld.

Like a 'man who tames ghosts, mighty and strong'!

The excruciating pain caused the headless ghost to let out a mournful roar.

The voice did not come from his mouth, and he had neither a head nor a mouth.

Instead, it erupted from its pitch-black navel, transforming into visible, distorted sound waves that swept around with a mental storm!

Where the ghostly howl passed, gusts of eerie wind swept backward.

Even the ghostly figures peering from afar were shaken, their souls trembling, and they all retreated in fright.

Whether it's Xu Lindong, wielding a scythe and appearing both godlike and demonic, or this headless, vengeful ghost on the verge of madness, both have unleashed terrifying, extraordinary power waves that make hundreds of ghosts tremble.

No ghost dared to approach rashly.

At this moment, Xu Lindong was almost no longer a living person.

His stiff, powerful body was rapidly becoming ethereal.

The fluctuations in his soul energy steadily increased.

A solemn aura, as if "examining all ghosts and intimidating the netherworld," emanated from his body.

"ah!!"

A deep, exhilarating roar suddenly burst from Xu Lindong's throat.

The power of the Nightmare Crystal Core erupted completely within him, and his transformation had reached its final stage.

His gaze was fixed on the headless, vengeful ghost struggling frantically before him.

The final step to advancement: control this headless ghost and command it to patrol the night!

Once completed, the Path of the Night Wanderer will be established.

Ordinary zombies who break through to become night wanderers can only wander slowly and search for wandering spirits to imitate. It is impossible for them to directly enter the path to the underworld like him, sit on the broken chair and start "sightseeing", and examine the hundred ghosts as they walk.

He even reached out to suppress a headless vengeful ghost that was about to break through to the eighth sequence.

This behavior was outrageous to the extreme, yet swift and direct in its domineering nature.

At this moment, the headless ghost, suppressed by the power of the ancient gate gods, struggled and roared wildly, but it was all in vain, like a trapped beast.

Xu Lindong grabbed his neck with one hand, and with the other hand he took out the Netherworld Ghost Token. The engraved runes on the token suddenly lit up, and the power to lock the soul surged again.

He then shook the soul-capturing copper bell.

"Ring! Ring ring!"

The clear sound of copper bells echoed through the deathly silent, secluded path.

With each sound, the headless ghost's struggle weakened a little.

The sound of the bell, mixed with the intimidating presence of the door gods, like a demon king, bound its soul like shackles, crushing its intense malevolence inch by inch.

Finally, the roars gradually turned into whimpers of submission, and the struggles gradually subsided.

"call......"

Xu Lindong loosened his grip.

The headless ghost immediately floated down beside him, hanging with its head bowed, but it no longer showed any resentment or violence; it had been completely subdued.

"Uncle Dong, you're amazing..."

Little Finger looked up in Xu Lindong's arms and said.

Xu Lindong calmly observed and examined the ghost.

This is a malevolent spirit that often roams at midnight. It is one of the most ruthless among the night wanderers. Even though it has lost one of its heads, it is still over 1.83 meters tall.

This ghost must have been extremely powerful in its lifetime.

Its headless body also means it has very few weaknesses; ordinary ghostly howls and mental attacks are almost useless against it, making it extremely difficult to tame.

But in the end, it could not withstand the power of the ancient guardian deity he wielded.

That was the aura of a ghost king that surpassed that of ordinary vengeful spirits, amplified by the Netherworld Ghost Decree.

Under heavy suppression, the headless demon had no chance to resist.

With the headless ghost completely subdued, the ascension ceremony was drawing to a close.

They did not encounter any other more terrifying or vicious ghosts along the way.

This is also normal.

This is still within the city, and it's unlikely that there are any terrifying or high-level ghosts in the Tongyou Road.

He also carries around a lucky little finger.

At this moment, Xu Lindong's body has begun its final transformation.

The zombie's body, which was originally as dark as iron, was rapidly becoming ethereal and transparent.

Ultimately, it completely transformed into a faint yet solid soul.

It was cold and ethereal, yet it exuded a chilling aura, like a night patrol interrogating ghosts.

The Night Wanderer has been formed.

A faint, dim light had already appeared ahead of the path leading to the secluded place.

The familiar scent of the mortal world rushed towards them; they had arrived at their destination, the sealed-off area of ​​Jinxiu Residential Community.

The tattered chair darted out of the secluded path and then landed silently.

Xu Lindong stood up. The headless ghost, like a silent shadow, floated quietly behind him. Its soul was solid and no longer had any ferocity. It had obviously been completely tamed.

The ascension ceremony for the Night Wanderer is now down to its final step: patrolling the night with a ghost.

Xu Lindong raised his hand and gently shook the Soul-Capturing Copper Bell.

"jingle!"

The clear, cold sound of the bell echoed through the air.

Inside the Tower of Babel, the wandering ghosts and the starving ghosts appeared in response, landing on his left and right sides.

In an instant, four soul shadows had gathered around him.

The headless ghost's malevolent aura was restrained, its form elusive, while the starving ghost had a small head and a large belly, its aura gloomy.

In addition, there was the little spirit girl with her tiny fingers nestled beside his legs.

At this moment, Xu Lindong's soul was almost solidified, and he exuded a cold, misty aura of a wandering soul. He formed a small team with the four ghosts and was clearly the leader of the group of ghosts.

He simultaneously commands four ghosts on night patrols.

Such a grand display was enough to push this advancement to its most perfect state, and also allowed the power of the Nightmare Crystal Core to be digested more quickly during the journey.

Xu Lindong stored the giant scythe in his hand directly into the Tower of Babel.

This was a symbol of his executive status, which he had just carried for self-defense on Tongyou Road.

But now that he's in a city in the mortal realm, acting under the name of Yama's decree, it's no longer convenient to use it.

He then looked around.

Under the cover of night, the Jinxiu residential area was desolate, overgrown with weeds, and covered with snow covering the dilapidated buildings.

There were no lights, no people.

Only the cold wind swirled the snowflakes, making them dance in the empty streets.

Xu Lindong looked down at his little finger at his feet.

The little girl's spirit appeared exceptionally clear in the snowy night, but only he could see it.

"Little finger, where exactly is your home?" he asked.

"We can go look for it now. I'll go with you."

The little finger looked around, thought for a moment, then pointed in one direction and said in a clear voice, "Uncle Dong, I think my house is over there. Come with me..."

She took short strides, stepping on the cold ground, and ran towards a building not far away.

Xu Lindong raised his hand and shook the Soul-Capturing Copper Bell, summoning the four ghosts to follow closely behind him.

During his night patrol, he could clearly sense the process of the four ghosts being driven by him and wandering around.

This made the aura of a wandering soul on his body become increasingly clear and solid.

At the same time, all sorts of abilities of the Night Wanderer began to emerge in his mind like a tide.

Night Wanderers are strongest at night or in dark environments.

Not only does it possess the physical immunity, possession, and will-o'-the-wisp abilities of a wandering spirit, but it can also sense the soul merging with the darkness, transforming into the "Night Visitor".

In this state, he can draw upon the power of darkness to erode everything around him, causing it to fall into darkness as well, and even erode consciousness and senses, plunging them into darkness.

Furthermore, the Night Wanderer's greatest strength lies in "commanding wandering spirits to travel at night," which allows it to summon Night Wanderers to obey its commands.

It also possesses the ability to interrogate wandering spirits and can transform other wandering spirits, such as into different forms like headless ghosts or bed-pressing ghosts.

As Xu Lindong walked forward, he quietly sensed the power of these gradually awakening night wandering spirits.

Gradually, a building began to appear in front of us.

That building was originally a quiet and dark place.

But as the little finger approached, a faint light began to flicker on one of the floors of the building, which was very strange...

...

Meanwhile, at the Eastern District Spirit Control Station in Jiangcheng, a new report of abnormal fluctuations had been received from the Southern District:

"The final fluctuation point of Tongyou Road has been detected, confirming that the Yama's Decree has appeared in the sealed-off area, Jinxiu Community."

The report was quickly delivered to the bald man.

At this moment, a tall woman with neat short hair was standing quietly next to the bald man.

Her features are somewhat similar to Lu Qian's, but she appears more mature and capable. She is less beautiful, but has a calm and cold aura between her brows.

"Jinxiu Residential Area... that place has been sealed off for seven years, and there haven't been any strange occurrences since."

Lu Xue glanced at the report, frowning slightly. "What's the point of this mysterious 'Death warrant' there?"

If the warrant for the King of Hell is issued directly outside the city, it will be really difficult for them to locate it.

But now it's stuck in the city, in such a sensitive area.

This actually made their whereabouts clearer, but it also made things even stranger.

The bald man looked at her, his tone somewhat nervous: "Advisor Lu, should we head over there immediately? Or... request assistance from the Department of the Supernatural?"

After all, the other party was a "King of Hell's Decree," whose strength was already at the eighth level of the sequence, so he preferred to play it safe.

Lu Xue shook her head: "There's no need to make a big fuss. Too many people will only arouse his suspicion and turn what could have been a cooperation into a life-or-death conflict."

She picked up her coat and said calmly:

"I'll go by myself."

"But..." the bald man still hesitated.

Although Advisor Lu is at the seventh rank, he is still the Marquis of Baili, a law-abiding official. Facing a fierce general like Yama's Decree, who fights to the death, he may not necessarily have much of an advantage in combat power.

"No buts."

Lu Xue interrupted him, her gaze sweeping over the still-flashing red dot on the monitoring screen. "When dealing with these people who are lingering outside the official ranks, attitude is more important than tactics. Whether they are friend or foe, we'll only know once we meet them."

...

Meanwhile, in the Federation, on the outskirts of Oakwell City.

Inside a private estate in a small border town.

Led by a representative of the Kerman family, representatives from several gangs gathered in a dimly lit hall, discussing something.

Field, the representative of the Kerman family, his face ashen, stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray and said viciously:

"The compasses we got from the black market have all gone missing before they've even worked."

Now, we don't even know what that "Death warrant" is called, what it looks like, or its exact location in Jiangcheng. We only know that it's in Jiangcheng...

He glanced up at the gang leaders around the table, his voice laced with suppressed anger: "But do you know how big Jiangcheng is in Xia Country? It's a new first-tier metropolis."

The roughnecks from several gangs exchanged bewildered glances.

How big can Jiangcheng be?

In their big cities, you can drive around them in half an hour.

Is Jiangcheng really so big that you can't walk around it in two or three hours?

Field understood everything at a glance at their expressions, and he sneered:

"Jiangcheng is almost the size of some of your weaker factions' former countries and their entire territories! It's even several times larger."

To dig this person out of such a large area, the only way is to rely on the precise positioning of the compass's sub-tool.

But now everyone who received the sub-device and accepted the mission... has lost contact.

In the ensuing silence, a gang leader spoke up in a gruff voice:

"This shows that those Xia people are nothing special."

Among those who accepted the mission, some might have actually found the death warrant, but they alerted the enemy and were subsequently identified and eliminated one by one.

Field's face darkened: "This precisely demonstrates the terrifying nature of the King of Hell's Decree. His strength is absolutely at the top level among those in Sequence Eight. It's no exaggeration to say that his combat power is comparable to several of those present here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the conference room seemed to freeze.

The gang leaders exchanged glances, and some of them showed a change in expression, clearly indicating that they were considering retreating.

Finally, a deep voice rang out: "Since he's so troublesome, isn't it a bit of a waste for so many of us to gather here and rack our brains to deal with a death warrant from faraway Xia Kingdom?"

The speaker was a middle-aged leader with a scar on his face. He glanced at the crowd and continued, "We can't do anything to him yet, so why waste our manpower and resources?"

Upon hearing this, Field's expression grew even colder: "He is in Xia Country and intends to hide, so it is indeed difficult for us to make a move for the time being."

But the strategy remained unchanged: first, confirm his location and identity, then use that evil artifact to lock onto him and eliminate him from a distance.

He looked around, his voice icy: "If anyone wants to give up, they can quit now."

But the Kerman family will not let this go unpunished. Anyone who dares to challenge our family's authority must pay the price.

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful Sequence 7 leader slowly stood up:

"We've already invested far too much effort in dealing with a target that hasn't even reached the intermediate stage yet."

Even if he has indeed caused us significant losses, continuing this stalemate will only lead to further losses.

His gaze was calm, but his tone was resolute:

"I choose to give up."

With one person taking the lead, two more leaders immediately followed suit and announced their withdrawal.

After all, only his subordinates died; even if they were his capable lieutenants, they were worthless once they were dead.

They had previously made statements and put on a show, which was enough to give their subordinates an explanation.

Since there has been no result and the death warrant is so difficult to deal with, there is no need to throw more resources into it.

The group stood up and chose to give up, then left the manor together.

Only the last leader has yet to make a statement.

His face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes were icy cold.

The death warrant from the King of Hell was meant to kill his only relative, his own brother, and he could not possibly let it go.

Field turned his gaze to the last remaining leader.

"Mr. Terence, I knew you wouldn't back down."

His tone was low, yet tinged with approval, "Since you intend to continue, then... we can begin the second phase."

Terence raised his eyes: "We can't find the people, we don't even know their identities, how can we take action? Are we just relying on luck?"

"Luck? No, no, no..."

Field chuckled softly and suddenly turned to the other end of the long table.

There sat a middle-aged man with a white robe and a thick beard, who was the captain of the Salvation Society's Purification Team.

"This will require Mr. Wilson to utilize the Holy Society's connections in Xia Country."

Field's tone was calm, yet very certain:

"That powerful connection once intervened in Jiangcheng, personally imprisoning an evil object for the Holy Society to use, but it has not been exposed to this day."

"As long as he's willing to help investigate someone... it should only be a matter of time."

"We are willing to serve the Kerman family, as long as you help us achieve that goal, after all, Eugene was once our like-minded comrade-in-arms."

Wilson's smile deepened slightly, and he raised his hand to his chest in a gesture of respect to Field, giving a slight nod.

Field withdrew his gaze and looked at Terence, his voice cold and resolute:

"Don't worry, with the Holy Order's support... we will definitely succeed. But we also need your group, Mr. Terence, to make some sacrifices when that evil artifact takes effect..."

Terence's heart sank. Having lost so many partners, he might now have to sacrifice even more.

But, as long as we kill Yama's Decree and send this damned guy to hell to meet their Grim Reaper, the sacrifice is worth it!