A Guide to Surviving the Mysterious Dungeon and the Twelve Talismans

"An S-level potential candidate, huh? Does the Holy Spirit Cult dare to use someone with such talent as a spy?" Yan Ling waved his hand dismissively.

“You’re right, they wouldn’t send an S-class potential candidate as an undercover agent.”

“However, this is a matter of principle. Do you take the discipline of our Tianheng Division as a joke?” Yan Chen looked coldly at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling seemed to know that her father was really angry, so she quickly sat up straight and swallowed the peach in her mouth in one gulp.

"Dad, I was wrong. I will definitely change in the future and I will never tell anyone again."

"I will strictly abide by all the rules and regulations of Tianheng Division! I swear." Yan Ling raised his right hand and swore.

Yan Chen didn't speak, but just looked coldly at Yan Ling.

"Dad~~~!" Yan Ling swayed her body, her voice trailing off.

"I really can't do anything with you, so I'm taking away three months' worth of your allowance," Yan Chen said coldly.

"Huh?" Yan Ling exclaimed in surprise.

"How about... one month?" Yan Ling asked pitifully.

Yan Chen said, "Do you know why we told your captain in advance? We wanted to find the spies in Tianheng Division."

“Now that you’ve told Leng Xin and Zhou An, if this gets leaked, they’ll also become suspects.”

“They will be interrogated. Now, I use the Heavenly Mirror to monitor all the brigade leaders, and now there are two more.”

"Huh? I was wrong, Dad. Three months it is then." Yan Ling stuck out her tongue and accepted the punishment of having her allowance deducted for three months.

"You're only allowed to act so recklessly because you're my daughter. Otherwise, you would have been thrown into the dark dungeon long ago," Yan Chen said, exasperated.

"I was wrong, Dad. There will never be a next time," Yan Ling said earnestly.

"You'd better be telling the truth. Go back to your office and stay there." Yan Chen waved his hand.

Without saying anything more, Yan Ling vanished from the spot in a flash.

"What a turbulent time!" Yan Chen sighed, then took out a mirror.

A scene was reflected in the mirror.

It was a battalion commander, and he seemed to be contacting someone.

"Zhang Cheng, captain of the 10th District Brigade, a follower of the Holy Spirit Cult..."

"I didn't expect to actually catch a small fish. I wonder if I can use him to catch a steward," Yan Chen muttered to himself.

The steward he was referring to was not the newly appointed Zhou An.

Instead, it was the previous Captain Liu, along with four other deacons.

In the outer city, there are five major Holy Spirit Church deacons, plus a Holy Spirit Envoy, who is neither the left nor the right envoy.

The Holy Spirit Envoy was uncaptureable; his strength had reached level seven, putting him on the same level.

In a fight, the destructive power would be too great; it would be possible to only get a deputy director of the eighth rank.

If they really find out the whereabouts of the Holy Spirit's messenger, they might just call the deputy director to help arrest him.

……

Zhou An, unaware that he was being monitored, was still cultivating in his sleep.

He knew nothing about it.

It was 8 p.m.

The training ground of District 1 was now packed with people.

After washing up, there were more than 500 people.

Apart from the necessary staff who remained on duty, it can be said that the entire force was mobilized.

"Everyone, move out, and remain silent," the Word Spirit commanded, surveying the room.

After the instructions were given, the ten groups split up and went to different locations.

Zhou An and his fifth group, led by Yan Ling, arrived at the outside of an abandoned factory.

Inside the factory, there were flames and figures moving around.

Zhou An and his group made very little noise, and their movements went almost unnoticed.

They did not act immediately.

The spirit kept checking the time, as if waiting for something.

At the exact moment nine o'clock, the Word Spirit issued the order: "Take action. Capture him alive at all costs. Show no mercy if he threatens you."

Once the order was given, the fifty-odd people immediately divided up their tasks and took action.

Two veteran team members, along with twenty others, guarded the perimeter to prevent anyone from escaping.

The remaining thirty-odd people threw tear gas, flashbangs, and stun grenades directly into the factory.

Their most official combat units, in addition to being at least Level 1, are also equipped with a large number of firearms.

At the start of the battle, they threw these munitions and then fired their guns.

This way, you can eliminate a large wave of enemies, and then finally kill or capture them alive.

"Boom boom boom~~!" A muffled roar echoed inside the factory.

Screams came from inside.

Zhou An was the first to rush into the factory.

Before his men could even see Zhou An's movements clearly, he had already disappeared from sight.

After a while, once the tear gas inside had dissipated, the crowd surged into the factory.

Upon entering, everyone was stunned.

Because more than ten people inside had all been knocked unconscious and piled up in the center of the factory.

The weakest among them is level 2, while the strongest one is actually level 4.

But in such a short time, Zhou An has taken care of everything, and they've all been concentrated in the center of the factory.

"Team leader is awesome!" a team member shouted.

Leng Xin's gaze fell on Zhou An, and it was also full of interest.

She also has S-level potential and is at level 2 like Zhou An, but Zhou An's strength is definitely much greater than hers.

"Resolved so quickly? Very good, you deserve credit." Yan Ling walked in, took one look, and nodded in praise.

"Men, tie them all up and put them in the prison cart," Yan Ling ordered.

His men quickly got to work and handcuffed them with special shackles.

These shackles can lock away the power within their bodies, making them no different from ordinary people.

They then proceeded to their next destination.

"The next target is a formidable opponent, with one Level 5 and three Level 4 individuals."

"He is a deacon of the Holy Spirit Cult, and he is the only deacon we have extracted from the mouth of the traitor."

"I'll hold off the level 5 first. You can finish off the remaining three level 4s quickly. After that, come and help me capture the steward alive."

"Words of Power," Yan Ling said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Captain Yan." Zhou An nodded.

Zhou An, however, was somewhat troubled.

Having just joined the Holy Spirit Cult, they were hit hard by this major operation; they're likely to suffer heavy losses this time.

Even the stewards who held the same position as Zhou An have been exposed; truly, life is unpredictable.

However, Zhou An was not worried about the Holy Spirit Messenger, because Zhou An himself could not contact the Holy Spirit Messenger.

Clearly, the other deacons would not know where the Holy Spirit was either.

About half an hour later, they arrived at a villa community.

They quietly slipped into the residential area and arrived at a villa.

The villa was brightly lit, and laughter could be heard from inside from time to time.

It was very lively inside.

But as soon as they arrived at the door, the laughter and chatter inside the house instantly stopped.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ling spoke up: "Our whereabouts have been discovered, make your move!"

At Yanling's command, a large number of tear gas canisters and other explosives flew into the villa.

A single halo of light flashed up, directly blocking them and even knocking them away.

Without changing his expression, Yan Ling waved his hand and teleported the tear gas canisters and other objects that had been thrown out directly into the villa.

"Boom boom boom..."

A deafening roar and screams could be heard from inside the house.

"It's Word of Power, a spatial ability! We've been exposed! Escape! I'll hold them off!" A sharp shout rang out from inside the villa.

The earth shook violently, and a thick, sturdy earth spike rose up from beneath the words of power.

Yan Ling's eyes widened in surprise, and a layer of spiritual light rose around her.

The earth spikes propelled the Word of Power directly into the air.

"Roar~~!"

The earth cracked open instantly, and an earth dragon emerged, its blood-red maw wide open, attacking the incantation in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, two figures jumped out from the top of the villa wall.

One of the cyborgs raised his hand and fired an energy cannon at the crowd below.

Chapter 165 Rescue Plan

Upon seeing this, Zhou An suddenly leaped into the air.