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There were three people who were extraordinary individuals from the Red Gate. Zhao Hao had even met them once before. One of them was Shang Liejun, who had cultivated the Zhu Rong Technique, whom he had met before.

There were also two Westerners, one dressed in a long robe and looking to be in his fifties or sixties, holding a book with iron edging, and the other dressed in heavy armor guarding him.

The psychic energy emanating from them gave off a sense of light and vastness. Zhao Hao had seen this kind of psychic energy before; it belonged to extraordinary individuals from the Gospel Church.

There was also a middle-aged man wearing a somewhat tattered black robe, with a sorrowful look on his face, a scraggly beard, and a disheveled appearance, like a down-on-his-luck painter in a cemetery.

These are the Night Watchmen. Their extraordinary path is particularly unique, which is why Zhao Hao has a deep impression of their psychic abilities.

Finally, there was a gunman from the Bureau of Mysteries, a young man under thirty, leading a team of elite black-clad agents, armed to the teeth.

In addition, Zhao Hao could sense that there were other people hiding further away, about three or four of them, who were also extraordinary individuals.

Zhao Hao walked to the gate, still with his hands in his pockets in that nonchalant manner. He glanced around slightly and said, "What? Everyone's here to watch the show? I heard something interesting happened here."

After saying that, he suddenly threw a punch, and the three-meter-high iron gate in front of him flew out with a "bang".

The entire door was torn off the cement frame and flew into the yard of the sewage treatment plant.

Zhao Hao, with his hands still in his pockets, went inside.

"This... what explosive punching technique!"

One of the bald superhumans in the red gate glanced at Shang Liejun, who was leading the group. Shang Liejun whispered, "Keep up!"

As they spoke, the three of them leaped up, jumped over the more than two-meter-high wall, and climbed directly into the courtyard.

The gate was wide open, but they didn't leave. After all, it was rare to have someone attracting attention like this, and Shang Liejun and the others were naturally delighted.

The two members of the Evangelical Fel Church followed closely into the courtyard, as their goals were aligned: to disrupt the ritual and prevent the Lord of the Flies from descending. Potential allies naturally needed to cooperate.

But the night watchman had vanished without a trace.

"Come on, let's follow!" The young man waved his hand and led a team of black-clad agents into the gate. His companion, who was carrying a uniquely designed psionic gun, could only shake his head and follow.

The Mysterious Bureau searched for many extraordinary individuals with high potential for psychic abilities or who had already awakened their psychic powers among the common people. After a simple training, they became their direct line of extraordinary individuals.

Zhao Hao was originally like that, and was even being groomed for a special role.

However, because Zhao Hao was born into the Song Dynasty and was favored and nurtured by Uncle Tie, he ended up being unable to become a direct subordinate due to his poor background and could only become a temporary worker.

The Mysterious Bureau has only been established for a few years, and in this area, it is really feeling its way forward. Not only is its foundation weak, but many of its extraordinary individuals are also not very compliant.

For example, this young man, although he had experienced several missions, was a bit overwhelmed by this kind of large-scale scene for the first time.

After they all went inside, four white men in camouflage appeared on the rooftop of an abandoned low-rise building in the distance.

One of them, looking in the direction of the sewage treatment plant, rolled his eyes slightly. "I can't see that arrogant man anymore, he's disappeared!" the man with the rolled eyes suddenly shouted.

Another older, younger man said, "Never mind him. How are the others? Have they seen the enemy?"

The white-eyed man's extraordinary abilities are remote sensing and X-ray vision, which is why they are waiting in the same spot.

They are military personnel.

The America is a country where each entity is independent and checks and balances others; this can be seen in many places.

The military, for example, certainly couldn't stand idly by while the Bureau of Mysteries gained control of superhumans. They were interested in anything involving force.

In fact, they had already started preparations a few years ago, and in the last two years they finalized two plans: "Project Jedi" and "Project Stargate".

The Stargate Project is still a broad concept, involving dozens of extraordinary projects of varying sizes; it's a general term. The "Jedi Project," on the other hand, is for training super-powered warriors.

The American public is quite accepting of the idea of ​​superpowers, let alone the military.

These four individuals are members of the super-powered unit "Furnace." They were dispatched to Liberty City primarily to participate in the incident and review the results.

These individuals undergo rigorous selection and training, categorizing them by various abilities and sometimes undergoing "artificial induction" to transform them into superhumans. They then cooperate with military operations.

It's easier said than done; how many reasonable sacrifices were actually made during the research process remains unknown.

The man with the white eyes continued, "Those three members of the Song gang are moving forward. I also saw the two from the Gospel Church, but I can't find that arrogant man and that man in black..."

"Wait, I think I see enemies! There are about twenty of them, and some disgusting monsters around them... Wait, what's that thing in that pool? Ah!!!"

Suddenly he screamed and rolled on the ground, covering his eyes.

The captain grabbed him and forcibly pried his hands apart. Blood and tears were streaming from his eyes, and even more terrifying, maggots were wriggling inside his eyeballs!

The captain, suppressing his nausea, took out a small spray bottle and sprayed it into the eyes of the man who rolled his eyes, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

He hesitated for a moment, then said to one of his teammates, "Take him back, and do it as soon as possible. The two of us will continue the mission..."

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Over here, Zhao Hao had already strolled leisurely to the outside of the largest factory building of the sewage treatment plant and was looking inside through the window.

The reason the man with the white eyes couldn't see him was that he had wrapped himself in a barrier and concealed his figure with spiritual energy.

He had just noticed someone spying on him, and as an old silver coin, he felt very uncomfortable being watched.

Zhao Hao: I'm the only one spying on others, and someone actually wants to spy on me! No way!

Over there, although Zhao Hao swaggered in, he hid after disappearing from everyone's sight. Therefore, he wasn't the first to engage in combat; it was the two Gospel Church superhumans who did it.

The three men in the Red Gate clearly had similar experience; they infiltrated skillfully without alerting the enemy.

The two members of the Mysterious Bureau and a small team of black-clad agents did not head directly for the largest factory area.

Zhao Hao had no idea where the man in the black robe was.

Those two Evangelical superhumans, who clearly didn't do this kind of thing, were immediately discovered by the enemies guarding the perimeter of the sewage pool.

Those people were all dressed in yellow and green robes, their bodies covered in grime and extremely filthy. Large swarms of flies even hovered around them.

This is another cult of the Lord of the Flies, not the same as the Gluttony Cult. Zhao Hao later learned they were called the Filthy Ones. They were indeed quite filthy.

The Evangelical Fellows were not to be underestimated, especially the old man. He opened the iron book in his hand, chanted incantations and made hand gestures. He first used his spiritual energy to create a hemispherical, shimmering dome that enveloped the two of them.

Those giant hellflies that crashed into it turned into wisps of smoke with a "hiss".

A swarm of hellflies landed, instantly creating a cloud of smoke. Then the large flies dared not bump into it anymore.

Meanwhile, the old man had already cast several spells on himself and his companions. Their armor and weapons began to emit white light, granting them strength, speed, psionic resistance, and unwavering willpower—a whole set of buffs!

Then the heavily armored warrior beside him swung his flail and charged out.

A swollen, filthy beast came towards them, and a golden flail struck it down, turning half of its body into smoke.

He paused, and a layer of golden-white flames spread outwards, instantly burning away a group of small, filthy monsters the size of pugs.

Although there are only two of them, their fighting strength is quite formidable!

Several people had no choice but to come over from the septic tank area to try and stop it.

At this moment, Shang Liejun, who had been watching from the sidelines for a while, also rushed out with two of his brothers.

As soon as it charged out, it unleashed its ultimate move. Behind it, a giant flame, Zhu Rong, roared to the sky, and the heat wave and fire wind spread outwards like an explosion.

Shang Liejun assumed a horse stance, took a deep breath, his chest puffing out, and then pursed his lips, letting out a soft "Hoo~".

The flames crashed out like tangible, heavy waves, even shattering the concrete floor and walls.

The swarm of hell flies instantly dwindled by more than half. The five or six filthy beings over there used various tricks to save their lives, but two of them were burned to death, and the remaining few were all covered in smoke.

Fire really is their nemesis!

Left with no other choice, an old man among the filthy men waved his hand, and five or six more of them rushed toward the three men at the Red Gate, preventing them from getting close to the churning septic tank.

The sounds of battle then attracted the attention of the Secret Service.

This team of black-clad agents was a well-prepared elite force, the only remaining capable force in the Liberty City branch.

Their equipment alone cost over $300,000 in materials, and most of it was developed and handcrafted by the people in the Equipment Department of the Mysterious Bureau, making it impossible to mass-produce.

They also brought a large amount of equipment and instruments for leading troops.

Inside the factory, a fierce battle was underway, while on the outside, twelve satellite dishes, each over a meter tall, had already been set up.

Electromagnetic field energy isolator!

This thing can interfere with the connection between superhumans and their spiritual energy sea, which is a big problem for superhumans who are not on the path of martial arts.

If it operates at an overclocked frequency, it can isolate the internal space from other spaces for a short period of time!

This is the latest model, and the performance is quite good. The downside is that it's not easy to assemble; it requires a positional approach.

The original plan was to have the two superhumans stall for time, as they had orchestrated. Unexpectedly, other allies were also drawn into the conflict.

As soon as this thing was activated, a dense crackling sound of electricity instantly rang out around it, followed by the magnetic field inside the warehouse becoming disordered and the psionic energy becoming unstable.

As the power gradually increased, the superhumans inside felt the distance to the psionic sea grow farther, while the septic tank surrounded by the filthy beings began to churn violently, as if it had been affected!

Zhao Hao watched the show from mid-air, arms crossed, thinking to himself, "Science and technology are indeed the primary productive force."

Look at the equipment that Amei researched; it's not entirely useless! It's equivalent to the effects of many extraordinary items.

The higher the level of a transcendent being, the closer their connection to the psychic sea, and the less they are affected.

Shang Liejun, who was at the half-bronze level, didn't feel anything too unusual.

Of course, it's an undeniable fact that his psionic energy recovery has slowed down. He can no longer easily unleash those powerful yet energy-intensive spells.

But he wasn't just a fire mage; he was also a martial artist. Flames erupted from his fists as he charged into the filthy people and those filthy monsters, his fists and feet striking with unstoppable force.

At this moment, he pushed his technique to its limit, and even his beard and hair turned fiery red. His whole body was enveloped in flames, making it impossible for filth to get close to him, as if the god of fire had descended!

Although they were fighting fiercely and seemed to have the upper hand, the enormous, churning cesspool was constantly spewing out all sorts of filthy monsters. They were simply impossible to kill!

Despite having a significant advantage in combat, they were unable to get close to the septic tank, and had no idea how to disrupt the ritual.

In reality, it was difficult for them to interfere with the ritual, because these corrupt beings used the corrupt spiritual energy they had accumulated over twenty years to tear a rift in the surface world on the day when the barriers between the various worlds were weak during the Ghost Festival.

On the other side of the crack lies Beelzebub's territory in Hell, an endless mound of dung!

Those monsters are manifestations of the filthy spiritual energy from hell. Without closing this rift, not only will the ritual be unable to stop them, but the endless stream of monsters alone will overwhelm them.

In other words, the electromagnetic field and psionic energy isolation field took effect, temporarily affecting the connection between the two worlds through the rift; otherwise, the number of monsters would have doubled!

At this moment, the black-clad agent and the young superhuman from the mysterious agency also joined the battle.

The black-clad agents were all armed with psionic weapons, dressed in combat suits, and wearing protective goggles; a wide variety of protective gear and weapons were readily available.

The gunman who was hiding was also a sniper. Although he rarely fired, he could find an opportunity to blow the head off a filthy person with every shot.

With their suppressive firepower, the balance of the battle began to shift.

When it comes to firepower, with plenty of psionic bullets, nothing beats a six-barreled Gatling gun that spews blue flames!