I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 80, Chapter 079: A High-Stakes Gamble with Houtu (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

A crimson light, like a blood-red carpet, rapidly spread beneath the wheels of the eerie bicycle as it sped by.

This is clearly a strange realm opened up by an evil entity, similar to the misty areas previously spread by the evil entity "Facing Scraper".

As a mid-level evil artifact, the Evil Bicycle already possesses its own domain, but it has never used it in normal times.

The moment the area expanded from the wheels, alarm bells rang in Xu Lindong's mind; he knew something was wrong.

He retreated swiftly, but part of his consciousness had already sunk into the Tower of Babel.

Everything was originally planned.

We shouldn't have gone to the point of using the dangerous trump card of Houtu Niangniang.

He did indeed succeed in delaying the arrival of the powerful figures from the ruling palace.

Whether it was jumping off the overpass and driving to escape, or having Zhang Yue bring the fish tank in advance, both were manifestations of calculation and ability.

Unexpectedly, even the powerful "Mountain Spirit" of the seventh rank of the Heavenly Dao of the Supreme Ruler could not stop this strange bicycle.

The situation is now out of his control, and he only has his trump cards left.

Whoosh!!

A fierce red light flashed and Xu Lindong could almost see the rapidly approaching handlebars, the rough, peeling grip, and the bloodstains on the handlebars.

Before he could even contact the Earth Goddess within the Tower of Babel, her voice had already entered his consciousness: "Three thousand merits, I will suppress it for you!"

"What!?"

Xu Lindong's expression changed drastically, and his heart, which had been yearning for help, sank.

The situation is evolving in the worst possible way he had anticipated.

This Empress Houtu is indeed no pushover.

The moment he opened his mouth, he was about to take away almost all of his merits.

If he really hands over three thousand merits, he will only have a few dozen merits left, and he may be imprisoned in the Tower of Babel at any time.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune!

But there was no time to hesitate; a decision had to be made instantly.

"Click!"

However, before he could make a decision, the eerie bicycle suddenly stopped, and the rear wheel mysteriously sank into the ground, where it was gripped tightly by a large, black, rock-hard hand. Sparks flew and black smoke rose from the high-speed friction.

It was that powerful mountain spirit, who looked like he was drunk, who made his move again.

He let out a painful groan, and a dark tire track gradually appeared on his clenched hand. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and hissed at Xu Lindong: "Run! I can't hold it off for long—but I have its information. After the Evil Domain is opened, its primary target rule will change!"

If I try to hold it back, it might target me! You should run!

As soon as he finished speaking, the eerie bicycle suddenly turned around, and its rapidly spinning rear wheel, like a cutting machine, instantly shredded the large hand of earth and stone.

"Boom boom!!"

It roared like a motorcycle and indeed changed its target, crashing hard into the mountain spirit opposite.

"Walk!!"

The other party let out a roar that shook the tunnel.

The entire tunnel began to crack, as if it were about to collapse.

Xu Lindong gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, turned and fled.

His mission was accomplished; he had successfully stalled until the powerful figures from the command center arrived.

This is not the time to talk about benevolence or hesitate.

Because righteousness without ability is false righteousness.

Hesitation without strength will lead to defeat.

Grandpa Liu's teachings constantly resonated in his heart.

Compassion must have limits; it cannot be shown indiscriminately, otherwise it will harm both oneself and others.

In an instant, he had already run dozens of meters.

He had no choice but to hope that the unknown mountain spirit expert could hold out and stall until reinforcements arrived.

With the power of the Jiangcheng Supernatural Bureau, as long as the headquarters sends a deputy-level expert, such as the chief security advisor, it would not be difficult to suppress this mid-level evil entity.

Alternatively, they could transfer a director-level official from another branch; working together would be enough to suppress the situation.

Moreover, these powerful individuals are far superior to Lu Qian, and they all possess detailed information about the Evil Bicycle, knowing the rules and methods for dealing with it.

Normally, these kinds of evil entities are not something that low-level superhumans can handle.

Those in lower-order categories only have the authority to track and investigate, not the authority to take action against them.

Xu Lindong sped along, gradually feeling relieved that he no longer needed to pay the three thousand merits to the opportunistic Houtu Niangniang.

Otherwise, in that situation, if he had agreed to Houtu Niangniang's request, he couldn't have predicted what the final outcome would have been.

He might face being imprisoned in the Tower of Babel.

But in doing so, he also discovered that Houtu Niangniang was indeed harboring ulterior motives and was not as kind as she appeared on the surface.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly realized something was wrong and abruptly looked down at his feet.

His face immediately darkened.

"not good!"

The ground beneath their feet still glowed red, stretching out like a blood-red carpet.

It turns out he had been running on this red carpet the whole time.

Or rather, no matter how he tried to escape, the crimson evil domain relentlessly pursued and spread.

That eerie bicycle clearly had no intention of letting him go, and didn't change its target just because the Mountain Ghost Sequence expert had said that it would be held back if it was delayed.

"Even intelligence from someone of this level can be wrong?"

Or is it that the rules governing evil entities themselves change over time or as they grow stronger, making it impossible to be completely certain?

Xu Lindong's face turned extremely ugly as he suddenly remembered the strange traffic light in the ancestral hall sinkhole.

Lei Chong initially believed that a green light meant passage based on only some traffic light data, which resulted in the death of a mosquito.

Finally, they discovered that the rules had changed; instead of green light, it was red light.

This strange bicycle is probably the same.

"Are these evil creatures also constantly evolving and becoming stronger? Is it because the more people they kill, the more evil they become?"

No wonder their detailed information is never fully disclosed.

"Because you can't completely trust the information, you can only rely on your own adaptability and observation of the rules governing these evil entities!"

Xu Lindong suddenly stopped, abandoning his futile run, and turned to look behind him.

"Bang!!"

The moment he turned around, a loud bang exploded from behind.

The towering, massive body of the Mountain Spirit was violently slammed away, its hard, cold surface scattering and exploding into the tunnel ceiling, creating a crack.

A sturdy figure fell from the rubble and crashed heavily to the ground, covered in blood.

At that moment, a flash of red light appeared!

The eerie bicycle sped along the red carpet-like evil realm.

It almost ignored the overturned vehicles and broken rocks around it, and in the blink of an eye, it was rolling its tires and rushing towards Xu Lindong.

The bicycle bells rang violently, their deafening force causing the air to tremble and blurring one's consciousness.

"Three thousand merits! I'll take care of it for you! Otherwise, you'll die!"

The voice of the Goddess Houtu came from the Tower of Babel again, but it was now cold and condescending like that of a supreme ruler, no longer as approachable as a teacher.

Xu Lindong clenched his fist, his consciousness echoing rapidly within the Tower of Babel: "A maximum of three hundred merit points, and you strike first!"

"Without three thousand merits, I cannot break through the seal and make a move!"

"Then let me die, and let the Tower of Babel choose a new master!"

Golden flames erupted around Xu Lindong, his expression resolute.

He cannot access the power of the Tower of Babel above the eighth floor.

But it's absolutely impossible for him to pay three thousand merits.

He had already sensed that Houtu Niangniang had ulterior motives.

So this time, he's going to take the gamble.

The other party is indeed stronger and has more resources, and in this situation, they are in a dominant position.

But he has nothing to lose, and his control of the Tower of Babel is his capital. His willingness to gamble with his life is also a form of capital.

These two assets are enough to make up for the gap in strength, and can be used as a spear to pierce through and test the other party's bottom line once again.

Otherwise, if we compromise this time, it will be an endless series of concessions, and we will fall completely into the other side's rhythm.

Sooner or later, the balance of power will shift.

He will be imprisoned in the Tower of Babel, and then the Earth Goddess will emerge from it.

Of course, there is an even more important point.

Treasures belong to the virtuous.

He believed that Houtu at this moment did not possess any merit—he dared not gamble with his life.

The other party's desire for merit must stem from the idea of ​​accumulating merit to gain control of the Tower of Babel, or to escape from within the tower.

But as long as the merit is on him.

Or perhaps his merits are far greater than the other party's.

Then he would still have control over the Tower of Babel, and the power to speak would remain in his hands.

All the opposing thoughts on both sides were clashed in a single instant.

"Ring ring!"

The eerie bicycle, carrying a fierce aura, crashed into Xu Lindong.

The piercing sound of the bicycle bell left his mind blank, and the blessings of the Kitchen God and the fire surrounding him began to violently cave in and twist under the influence of the evil force.