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"I'm telling you, I will be just like my father Kai! Never compromise! If you don't believe me, come and try!" Yin roared.

A gentle breeze blew by, and without the chip, the surroundings were unusually quiet. Yin lowered his hands and knelt on the ground. No one paid attention, no one knew, and not even anyone stopped to watch the commotion.

Everyone is immersed in the world created by their group, so what is the point of being an outsider?

Drip, drip, blood dripped slowly from the wound onto the ground. Yin remained motionless for a long time. He knew he wouldn't die yet; when his life was in danger, the intelligent robot would forcibly take him to a high-end hospital.

Laaste: "Hey, mortal, do you want the power to rebel...? I'm right here... lift me up..."

Hearing the sound, Yin raised his head and vaguely saw a small wooden house, from which the sound seemed to be coming.

Chapter 175 Kayn's Birth, Kayako's Escape

Yin got up from the ground. At this moment, all the pain in his body seemed to have disappeared, and the falling blood became an illusion.

As the blood was absorbed by the ground drop by drop, Yin walked to the front of the wooden house, reached out and pushed open the door. After opening to a certain angle, the door turned into a shadow and disappeared.

What appeared before Yin was a very strange space. Most of the space was surrounded by darkness, except for a lamp on a table not far in front of him.

In the dim light, a scythe could be vaguely seen, a scythe that was shrouded in red light, with the name Rhaast engraved on one side of the handle.

"Come, come, let me devour your hope and then bring suffering upon this land!" An evil voice echoed in Yin's mind.

Yin gave a disdainful laugh, hoping that there might have been a little bit of that stuff left before, but now there was none left at all.

As he strode toward the table in front of him, rustling sounds came from both sides, as if many terrifying beings were watching him in the darkness, tempting him to deviate from the rules set by the wooden house and from the only path.

As I got closer to the wooden table, the sounds around me turned into mechanical sounds.

[The Ouroboros Association warns you that the weapon you activated contains the Darkborn, Rhaast. Upon contact with the weapon, Rhaast will attempt to seize your body. Please proceed with caution.]

Yin Wu stopped in front of the table, ignoring the introduction in his ear.

“Father, from today onwards, the child who held hope for the world will die, but I understand your choice even more!” Yin murmured to himself as he reached out and grasped the handle of the scythe. Instantly, the life monitoring device in his right hand exploded, shattering into pieces.

Yin's actions completely activated Rhaast. The surging power of shadow and dark blood flowed continuously on the scythe before suddenly entering Yin's body. Under the impact of the energy, Yin leaned back, but he quickly adapted to the power surging into his body.

Laaste: "Children are dead, but killing will live on forever!"

Kayn: "I will carry on your will and beliefs, Father!"

Meanwhile, in the city's monitoring room, the person in charge was furious.

"Where is he?! Tell me! Where did that despicable guy go?!" The despicable guy the person in charge was referring to was Yin, who had run away from home.

It took them more than twenty years to gradually win over Yin's mother's mind. At this moment when they were about to win, how could they let an even more important target disappear from their sight!

On the screen, the city's surveillance network was flashing continuously, and the city's central intelligent computer was rapidly searching for the hidden figure.

"Boss, we don't know either. He was right here, and then he suddenly disappeared!" The surveillance personnel pointed to a surveillance screen at the entrance of the Yin family's house, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

“There’s a banquet tonight.” The person in charge suddenly became calm. “If you can’t find our best performers before the banquet starts, you can all die.”

After uttering these words in a chilling tone, the person in charge walked out of the monitoring room amidst everyone's fearful gazes, and then made a phone call using the chip in his mind.

"Send men to guard his house, along with those who possess abilities. This matter may be related to the fact that the Revolutionary Army has not been completely eradicated. Right now, they are the only ones on this planet still using this kind of witchcraft," the person in charge ordered.

Sorcery was a native supernatural power of the Chitauri, but when Thanos arrived, this fragile native power was directly crushed by the more sophisticated intergalactic powers.

At Yin's home, Happy One was brought to a halt by the monitoring room staff, who wanted Yin's mother to take the initiative to find Yin.

The mother looked around in confusion. Everything seemed unreal. Her husband was indeed dead, and she had returned to this world of suffering.

With both hands, the mother pushed herself up and slowly climbed out of bed. She still had to cook for her child; she didn't know what else she could do.

The moment the mother opened the bedroom door, she saw the broken furniture scattered all over the floor, and she immediately understood what was happening.

Yin has already returned.

Leaning against the door, the mother remained silent for half a minute before reaching into a cabinet by the bedroom door and taking out a rope that had been prepared beforehand.

"Kai, I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to our child. This world is too hard, I can't take it anymore." The mother thought as she hoisted the rope onto the clothes rack. She didn't know if she could die this time.

Those people have already taken away her right to die, but today she will try again to take that right back!

As the clothes hanger slowly rose, everything before the mother's eyes changed; the surrounding space went dark much earlier and faster than usual when she committed suicide.

Suddenly, a disheveled, pale-faced woman appeared before her. On the woman's shoulder sat a child who also seemed lifeless, staring at Yin's mother with cold eyes.

[Ouroboros Association Reminder...]

Yin's mother ignored the sounds around her and just stared at Kayako. She sensed a familiar despair and resentment towards the world in Kayako's eyes.

"Are you here to kill me?" The rope around her mother's neck suddenly disappeared, but she was still hanging in mid-air. "Or are you here to possess my body?"

Kayako continued to approach Kakuno's mother, filled with jealousy. She was jealous that this woman had once had a happy family where no one had ever doubted one another.

“I can feel your jealousy. I never thought I would be the one being envied by others.” The mother took the initiative and opened her arms.

"Everything I have! Take whatever you want! I only have one request, my child..."

Before her mother could finish speaking, Kayako lunged at her.

The wildly growing black hair rolled from Kayako's head all the way to the mother of the deceased, and the two of them were completely wrapped together.

Under the pressure of their hair, the two gradually merged together, becoming indistinguishable.

The reappearing Kayako's aura was even more ferocious than before. Her child, Toshio Saeki, released his grip on Kayako's head and moved a little to her shoulder, seemingly giving up his other shoulder.

......

"What?!?!" Before the person in charge of the typical case trial had even left the floor where the monitoring room was located, he received another message from the monitoring staff: "The damn life monitor reading has dropped to zero?! All the monitoring equipment in the bedroom has also been destroyed?!"

"Send someone! Send someone! I need to know what happened immediately!"

"Pah! Damn it, when did I get a long hair in my mouth? What bad luck!"

Chapter 176 The Haunted House

The Counter-Revolutionary Army Special Operations Group is a unit specifically established to target the remaining Revolutionary Army forces on the Chitauri homeworld. Even with the current global mobilization of troops, they were not among the first to be deployed.

The entire team is equipped with weapons used by intergalactic warriors, and three members possess special abilities.

They wouldn't normally stay in one place for long, but the city had a major scandal: one of the city's top officials, Kai, had been dismissed and had used his own channels to supply the revolutionary army with a large amount of resources, equal to the amount of resources that had been embezzled and misappropriated throughout the city.

Yes, it's just a coincidence. Anyway, that's the number those people reported.

This kind of major case is why the special operations team is permanently stationed near the city.

"Number Seven, final weapon check, prepare to depart!" Captain Number One said in a stern tone.

The group members have no names or surnames, only numbers. When they die, the members who join in their place will inherit their numbers.

Number Seven was a little dazed. He didn't know what was going on. It seemed that there was a small problem with both his own perspective and the smart chip's perspective. The compatibility between the two suddenly decreased, but neither the system self-check nor the manual self-check found any errors.

"You are the worst quality person I have ever seen among this batch of new recruits."

Number One said something, shook his head, and walked to the front of the line, walking side by side with Number Two.

"The quality of this new recruit is terrible. He's just a little ant who practices witchcraft, and he's already this nervous," Number One complained, his words implying that he wanted to kick Number Seven out of the team.

"Let's just make do. You know all the recruits have been transferred to the military. We, the garrison troops, are lucky to find anyone." Number Two sighed in disappointment, while also feeling a little worried. They were the last batch of personnel to board the ship according to the plan.

If only they didn't have to go. Going to the warship was dangerous enough, but their status would also drop drastically. In the city, although they received many orders, they could choose which ones to accept. Moreover, if they wanted to, they could go wherever they wanted, relying on their status as a special operations team.

"Alright, enough chatting, we're within range." As Number One spoke, the entire team landed on the ground from the air, simultaneously activating the overclocking function of the combat assistance system.

Number Three clicked on his right forearm, where he had implanted a miniature control panel.

Drones descended from the sky, first surrounding the entire house, and then began to rush into the house, some through doors, windows, and even crashing into the walls.

"Report! All out of contact!" Number Three's words echoed in the internal channel. All the drones that entered the room were immediately disconnected from the system without receiving any information.

"Let's just blow it up with weapons!" Demolition expert number four was ready to raze the house in front of them to the ground.

“No, it’s not just a model for the whole city, it’s a model for the whole world. The higher-ups said it has to be alive,” Number Five gave his opinion.

"Are we really going to go in? There are records of high-level ability users being killed by trickery, isn't that a bit inappropriate..." Number Six hesitated, noticing the others' gazes on him. "Um... Captain, Vice-Captain, I'm not saying your combat strength is insufficient. Intermediate level is already very strong; there aren't many like that in the entire city right now..."

Number Three sighed. "You mean me?"

"No, no, no..."

"When we go in, you'll be at the very front!"

While the team was having an unusual argument, Number Seven remained silent. He still felt something was wrong; it was a feeling of unease that permeated his entire being, but he just couldn't pinpoint the problem.

Number Seven focused his gaze on the house in front of him. The information collected by one electronic eye and one natural eye was analyzed by the chip and summarized into the visual imaging system in the brain, and various commonly used data were marked.

There were no anomalies; all the detected information was consistent with the information dropped from the database.

Everyone on the team reached the same conclusion, but the fact that there are no abnormalities is the biggest abnormality right now!

After stepping into the target house, Number Seven breathed a slight sigh of relief, as if he had only scared himself and nothing had actually happened.

Number Six was still babbling on and on in the channel, while Number Four kept trying to get the captain to agree to let him blow up the house. Captain... how come there are two captains?!

Number Seven was startled and stopped in his tracks. He glanced at the compatibility information on the virtual system interface, and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, which was now equipped with the auxiliary internal circulation filter.

At some point, the compatibility rate dropped to less than 20%!

Where's the alarm?! Where's the alarm?!

Number Seven panicked and tried to call for help, but found that the voice generator seemed to be rusted and the mechanical voice-generating device could not function properly.

Run! Go find the captain!

This was the only thought in Number Seven's mind, but when he was about to take a step, he found that something had grabbed his heel.

Looking down, he saw that the electronic vision system was broken due to compatibility issues. He used his own vision to see a pale white arm and a little boy squatting down.

The boy seemed to sense his gaze, raised his head, and Number Seven was shocked to discover that the face was his own! It was his own face when he was a child!

Saeki Toshio laughed at Number Seven, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth and an indescribable, disgusting saliva.

Synchronization rate decreased by...50%...10%...0%...

The user has been disconnected from the network... Please reconnect immediately...

The system notifications kept ringing, but Number Seven lying on the ground could no longer respond. His individual combat equipment was still functioning normally, and the readings on his life monitoring device were still normal, but his soul was gone.

Number three, who was walking in the middle of the group, suddenly noticed that someone in the group had lost connection and immediately became alert.

At the same time, he realized that they had been gone for far too long! This house is nowhere near that big!