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Chapter 171 (10/10 Seeking Monthly Tickets) Capitalist Infighting, Judge Makes an Appearance

Just as the master ghoul's blood-blinded tactic was corroding half of his head.

Accompanied by an eerie shadow, two intangible humanoid figures formed from shadows, each wielding a sharp blade, appeared instantly from Ivan's shadow.

Then, with overwhelming force, it severed the curse of revenge from a higher level of power.

The curse of revenge has been broken; you are now free!

Upon receiving the notification from the panel, Ivan immediately stood up and leaped backward.

Meanwhile, in the shadows in the distance, Vic descended from the sky with Gray.

The two groups quickly converged, and seeing that Ivan was still full of energy, Vic breathed a sigh of relief.

Are you alright?

Evan grinned: "It's fine. This kind of trash, all bark and no bite, won't even make me break a sweat."

At that moment, a frenzied roar immediately came from behind the curtain.

Unexpectedly, with victory seemingly within their grasp, they were outmaneuvered at the crucial final step by this kid's strange blood.

The master ghoul was now burning with rage, howling through gritted teeth.

"Arkham!! You despicable scoundrel!"

"One day I'll cut you to pieces!!"

Because of the veil separating them from the dreamscape, Vic and Gray couldn't clearly see what the master ghoul looked like.

Gray was still curious and puzzled: "Godfather above! What did you do to him? How could you make a master so angry?"

""

Just then, Vic stepped forward, his silver-gray eyes scanning the shadows behind the curtain, and then spoke in a cold voice.

"I never imagined you would end up so depraved, Klaus."

Upon hearing the name, Ivan's ears perked up, and he thought to himself, "There's something fishy going on here!"

The master ghoul behind the curtain spoke in a cold voice.

"Vic, long time no see."

"I told you before that there are limits to human capabilities."

"To gain true knowledge, to embrace absolute truth, one must transcend humanity! One must abandon humanity!"

Vic retorted sarcastically, "So? This is the power you gained after abandoning humanity and becoming a ghoul?"

"How could a master be so easily fooled by a mere apprentice?"

The man behind the curtain opened his mouth several times, but finally fell silent.

In that brief silence, an indescribable stench of blood suddenly wafted from behind the curtain.

Immediately following this, sounds like a stampede of horses and a charging chariot rang out, and the entire curtain began to twist and struggle violently.

Klaus, standing behind the curtain, seemed to have discovered something terrifying.

"Damn it!"

He vanished in the blink of an eye.

Ivan's eyes widened: "What happened inside?"

Vic immediately grabbed Ivan and turned to leave: "Quick, let's go! The Holy Sword Execution Team is here!"

Then Ivan felt himself enveloped by a dark force, and then he moved forward at an extremely fast speed.

The whole process was like turning into a cloud, drifting rapidly with the wind.

A few seconds later, when Evan opened his eyes again, he found himself outside the factory.

Vic's body returned to normal human form, and he still held the large black umbrella in his hand.

Hill, David, and Erron, filled with worry, rushed over and hugged Evan as soon as they saw him return safely.

Hill excitedly hugged Evan's neck, her face and eyes turning red.

"Master! I'm so glad you're alright!"

Erlong patted Ivan on the shoulder: "Thank God! Thank you, Master! Thank you, Heavenly Father! Thank you, Ancestors! Thank you, Spiritual Father—"

David patted Ivan on the shoulder: "When we get back this time, I'll definitely get you some fresh, big fruit so you can enjoy it."

Feeling the three people's concern, Ivan grinned broadly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that easy to kill!"

Black, who was confronting another group in the distance, caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that the one leading the charge this time was actually the idiot who had thrown the dead bat at him last time, and his eye twitched.

But he didn't say anything.

Because at that moment, he was blocking the road with a few people, and confronting him was a group of people dressed in sharp suits and driving cars.

The person leading the group was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early forties.

He was wearing a sharp black three-piece suit underneath and a high-end black velvet trench coat on top.

His temples were slightly gray, his hair was neatly styled, and his eyes were sharp and cold.

"Inspector Black, you first need to understand that this cannery belongs to our United Chamber of Commerce."

"You have now rashly sealed off this place without permission and carried out illegal actions, which has put our chamber of commerce in a difficult position."

The middle-aged man's name was Walsh Ronald.

The Order Supervisor of the Bolton City United Chamber of Commerce is, simply put, one of the heads of the extraordinary organizations under the Chamber of Commerce.

Police station, chamber of commerce, church, nobles.

The four groups in the city each have their own extraordinary organizations that manage extraordinary events in different fields.

Logically, such extraordinary events involving factory areas should be handled by relevant personnel from the United Chamber of Commerce.

Their special operations team acted suddenly, which constituted an overreach of jurisdiction.

Black responded with considerable arrogance and force.

"According to relevant regulations, if a supernatural event endangers the entire city, our task force has the authority to conduct temporary, over-the-counter enforcement actions."

"We have now investigated the plague that is ravaging the entire city of Bolton, and this is one of the sources of the plague."

""

"To avoid alerting the enemy, there's nothing wrong with taking a surprise action."

Ronald's expression remained cold as he casually took out a five-cent coin and fiddled with it in his hand.

"So, you think our Chamber of Commerce is protecting those guys?"

Upon seeing the coin, the same fiery halo as before instantly reappeared behind Black's head, and a radiance that instinctively made people want to look away emanated from his skin.

"You said that yourself; we didn't say anything."

"Some people like to confess without being asked, and then pretend to be innocent."

"Tsk tsk, how utterly hypocritical!"

Hearing Black's tough stance and sarcasm, Ronald grabbed the coin and clutched it in his hand.

The next second————

boom!

A sudden explosion occurred above Black's head.

Its power is enormous, like a fragmentation grenade.

Black seemed to have been prepared. The moment the explosion rang out, he lunged forward, his fists covered in viscous lava as he punched Ronald.

The impact of the explosion and the shards embedded in his body did not seem to have any substantial effect.

The next instant, Ronald casually waved his hand.

A ten-dollar bill appeared out of thin air, enlarged, and formed a shield, easily blocking Black's terrifying fiery fist.

Then he waved his hand again.

A dozen or so 25-cent coins appeared around me.

Each one is like a small drone, flying in the air under some kind of conscious control.

They then launched suicide attacks on Black from all directions.

Rumble.

Upon approaching, these coin-shaped drones suddenly exploded, creating a series of shockwaves.

In an instant, Black was completely engulfed by a series of explosions.

Another faction of financiers uses money as a real weapon!

Seeing their elder brother make a move, the other superhumans on both sides immediately got into position as well.

Just as the conflict was about to escalate completely.

hum! !

An invisible force suddenly appeared, and the people on both sides immediately fell silent.

"Quiet!!"

As soon as a voice rang out, the two sides immediately stopped their life-or-death struggle, just like students who had heard their homeroom teacher's voice.

At that moment, a black carriage bearing the insignia of a court slowly approached.

In an instant, the carriage attracted everyone's attention.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, the carriage slowly came to a stop, and the coachman respectfully turned around and opened the door.

An old man in his early sixties, wearing a brown overcoat, came out from inside.

Upon seeing the old man, Vic, who was examining Richard, Black, whose clothes had been torn by the explosion, and Ronald, who had been quite assertive earlier, all walked over respectfully and said...

"Judge Vincent."

Alan Vincent, Judge of the Bolton City High Court, Extraordinary Rank: Master.

Judge Vincent was of ordinary appearance, with a wrinkled face covered in age spots and somewhat cloudy blue eyes.

It's clear that his health isn't very good.

He uses a cane, one leg is not very good, and he walks with a lump and a disease.

However, the profound and majestic aura emanating from him was so compelling that no one dared to ignore him, or even look him in the eye.

Vincent got off the bus and looked around.

Looking at the three witchers lying on the stretcher, then at the unconscious ghoul wizard, and then at the two groups of people fighting in the distance.

His gaze finally settled on the three people in front of him.

"I already know about the matter." Vincent's voice had a weak quality typical of older people.

But this calm voice made people dare not have any resistance.

The three of them looked up at Vincent at the same time.

Vincent coughed lightly: "The aftermath of these ghouls can be handled by the Healing Church."

"The two parties subsequently established a joint investigation and rectification team for this factory."

"I don't want to see any supernatural remnants, nor do I want this place to continue to be the source of the plague."

Ronald was about to speak when Vincent glared at him.

"I advise your chamber of commerce to conduct some internal reviews, otherwise I will join forces with the food safety department to conduct a thorough inspection of all canneries in the city."

Ronald's lips twitched twice before he fell silent.

Vincent looked at Vic: "You will handle this matter personally, conduct the interrogation yourself, provide compensation to the victims, and I also hope—"

"Don't escalate the related issues, do you understand?"

Vic understood the deeper meaning of the last sentence, realizing that Vincent and the factory owners must have reached some agreement, and then nodded.

"clear."

After giving his warning, Vincent took two steps forward with his cane and looked at Ivan and the others, who were now in a sorry state.

He nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, and said, "Thank you all for your heroic efforts. You will all be rewarded by the municipal government in the future."

"After all, the stability of the city in the future will require brave and upright people like you."

After exchanging a few polite words, Vincent glanced at Hill before turning and slowly getting into the carriage and leaving.

With the judge's ruling, this major battle is now completely over.

Ivan's trespassing on the Chamber of Commerce's territory will not be investigated. On the contrary, they will all receive some decent rewards.

As for Richard and the other two witchers, their lives were not in any danger.

He had not yet awakened because he had been poisoned by corpse poison and bone marrow parasites, and because he had lost too much blood, he was in a very weak state.

The follow-up work proceeded smoothly without any major setbacks.

Evan silently absorbed all the toxins and bone marrow parasites from the three people's bodies, turning them into nutrients for the copper plague.

The three were then carried on stretchers onto a carriage and taken directly to the Clock Tower Hospital of the Healing Church.

This is a formal hospital that specializes in accommodating and treating official superhumans; the environment is excellent and the standards are very high.

Wild witchers like Richard are not qualified to live here under normal circumstances.

As the Lion Potion wore off, Evan gradually returned to his normal physique.

He was wearing tattered clothes and leaning against the carriage, still smiling.

He gained a lot from this trip.

Aside from the numerous memories I didn't get to see in Ghoul Wizard, there was also a bone-walnut-like object that I didn't have time to look at.

The most direct gain was obtaining a new magical artifact.

That shadow cloak that requires 22 points of spiritual vision to see!

This thing is quite effective; at this stage, Ivan's main enemies are still apprentices and experts.

With this, you'll be able to unleash your full power when sneaking around.

In addition, he and his group of brothers made a great appearance in front of the authorities.

Most importantly, the judge just now promised them a substantial reward and a good reputation.

With the experience and reputation gained from this battle, even if I am no longer in Bolton City, I will be able to rely on it.

At least it can guarantee that David and Erlon will not be deliberately targeted or forcibly conscripted.

Hill, David, and Erron, who were standing to the side, didn't say anything.

They had all seen Ivan's strange appearance just now, and their hearts were filled with curiosity and doubt.

But they also knew very well that this was not the place to discuss these secrets.

Halfway there, Gray knocked on Ivan's carriage.

"The captain wants to see you."

Evan turned to look at Hill.

Hill laughed and said, "Go ahead, the three of us can handle Richard's matter."

Evan nodded, turned and stepped into Vic's carriage.

By this time, Vic had already folded his umbrella and was leaning back in his seat, looking happy and excited.

"Evan! That was fantastic!"

"They not only wiped out this horde of ghouls, but also helped us obtain crucial evidence."

"Most importantly—"

His tone became somewhat solemn as he said this.

"I have finally found the culprit behind that case from ten years ago."

Upon hearing this, Ivan immediately recalled the conversation between the two of them down below.

"Vick's version, was that guy human before?"

Vic nodded: "Yes, ten years ago, he was a 65-year-old financier!"