Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

Chapter 152 The Demon God Hidden in the Labyrinth!

"Since you won't admit it, then just wait for the prosecutor's office to arrive."

Ling Shiyao's tone was tinged with cold disappointment. Her slender fingers gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

For the first time, she felt that her father was so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that he was completely different from the man she remembered.

In her memory, her father had always been a gentle man.

The reason she had argued with her father before was simply because she insisted on joining the Third Action Force.

Her father thought the job was too dangerous and tried his best to stop her, but in the end he couldn't resist her insistence and gave her the position of a squad leader.

The tasks assigned to her by the system were not particularly dangerous.

Ling Shiyao could understand his worries—he had already lost two close relatives and didn't want to lose her, his daughter, which was understandable.

But she always believed that people should strive for something in life.

Belief is one of them.

She had personally witnessed her father solving one life problem after another for ordinary people and saw the smiles on their faces.

In those moments, she clearly defined her direction in life.

In her subsequent investigations, all indications suggested that the leads in those missing persons cases would always break down at some point due to "official reasons," making it impossible to continue the investigation.

If it were only one or two cases like this, Ling Shiyao might not have suspected her father.

But every case is like this. As the top official of Tianshu City, how could Ling Zhiyong be completely unaware of it?

Combining this with the legends she had found, she vaguely guessed Ling Zhiyong's thoughts.

However, that is absolutely unforgivable!

However, just as Ling Shiyao turned to leave, a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept in.

Ling Shiyao's alarm bells rang, but before she could react, she felt a sharp pain in her neck, her vision blurred rapidly, and she eventually lost consciousness completely.

The last thing he saw before he fell into a coma was the cold, gleaming light behind Ling Zhiyong's gold-rimmed glasses.

Ling Zhiyong reached out and caught his daughter's limp body, gently carrying her to the leather sofa beside him, and carefully smoothing the stray strands of hair on her forehead.

He then pressed the internal communication button and dialed his secretary's number.

"Take Shiyao to that room," he said, his voice so calm it was completely unwavering.

"Give her whatever she wants. But don't let her out."

"Yes!" came the somewhat hesitant reply from the female secretary through the receiver.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhiyong sighed heavily and ran his hands deep into his meticulously combed hair.

He thought he had been discreet enough, but his daughter still found out.

I really shouldn't have let her join the Third Operations Unit...

But when he heard Ling Shiyao say that she wanted to become someone who could protect ordinary people, just like him, how could he possibly refuse?

Watching his female secretary carefully help Ling Shiyao out of the office, Ling Zhiyong gently stroked the photo frame, a rare look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He murmured softly, as if seeking some solace: "Mu Yue, you will forgive me, won't you?"

As soon as the female secretary's figure disappeared completely at the end of the corridor, the confusion in Ling Zhiyong's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an undeniable determination.

Now that things have come to this, how could I possibly ask him to give up!

He took a special communicator from the inside pocket of his suit and pressed the speed dial button.

The communication was quickly established, and Old Mo's aged yet steady voice came through.

"What's wrong?"

"The appointed time is almost here. How are your preparations going?"

“Everything is ready,” Old Mo’s voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"The container's various parameters have stabilized and are sufficient to hold a deity!"

“Very well,” a resolute glint flashed in Ling Zhiyong’s eyes, “This time, it’s all or nothing!”

"Hmm!" Old Mo on the other end of the call nodded emphatically and then ended the call.

In the laboratory, Mo Tieshan stared at the huge glass container in front of him.

Inside the container, a white-haired girl floats quietly in a bright blue liquid, her body connected to countless fine tubes.

For the first time, a glimmer of hope appeared in Old Mo's previously cloudy eyes.

This girl will be the embodiment of all our hopes!

At the same time, You Yang pushed open the door to Xie Wan'an's office, casually sat down in the chair opposite her, and raised an eyebrow to ask:

"Why did you call me here?"

"Of course, I have some information I want to share with you." Xie Wan'an turned the laptop in front of her over, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on You Yang.

"This is the legend about the god of the underworld that Jing and the others found out. Take a look."

You Yang leaned forward, his gaze focused intently on the screen, and softly uttered the first few words: "Earthbound God..."

Before his transmigration, You Yang had indeed heard of the name "Earthbound God," but that was all he knew.

As for details such as legends, stories, authority, and abilities, he didn't know much about them.

As You Yang read on, he became increasingly appalled, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Xie Wan'an noticed the change in his expression and asked softly, "Finished reading?"

You Yang nodded heavily, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the edge of the paper.

Xie Wan'an gently closed his laptop, handed You Yang a glass of chilled juice, a smile on his face, but no joy in his eyes:

"Gods from the underworld, possessing the power to resurrect the dead... Does this remind you of anything?"

You Yang nodded silently.

He knew perfectly well what Xie Wan'an meant.

"Hopefully, things aren't as we think," he said in a low voice.

If the truth is as they suspect, the consequences will be unimaginable.

“Let’s give Ling Shiyao a call,” You Yang suggested.

"I've already called, but no one answered." Xie Wan'an frowned.

The two exchanged a glance, both sensing the strangeness behind the matter.

"Shall we go take a look?"

"Um!"

That night, the construction site in the slum was shrouded in darkness.

Thanks to the workers working day and night, the project, which originally took thirty days, is now nearly completed in just ten days.

The competition can resume as scheduled tomorrow.

The shortlisted contestants have already received their notifications today.

"You're here?"

You Yang looked at Xie Wan'an, who was dressed in casual clothes, and the mirror behind her, and waved to greet her.

Xie Wan'an nodded, then saw Tian Daolian and Chen Yuan following behind You Yang, and sighed helplessly.

How did the future successor of a dignified arbitrator become someone else's follower?

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's get to the investigation," Tiandao Lian said immediately, his tone unusually serious.

Don't let his occasional silliness fool you; when it comes to matters concerning evil gods, he will never be careless.

In his previous investigation, he discovered that the missing persons had been transported to a secret agency in Tian Shu City, which was controlled by government officials.

His men dared not investigate further, so they informed You Yang and Xie Wan'an about it.

Based on the information they had, the three decided to sneak into the construction site at night to search for clues about the god of the underworld.

Finding it would be the best outcome, but they must also prepare for the worst.

"Um!"

Everyone nodded and immediately split up to search.

As elven duelists, they are particularly sensitive to the aura of gods—especially evil gods.

If the construction site is indeed chosen as an altar, no matter how well it is hidden, there will still be clues!

Half an hour later, the group gathered again and all shook their heads.

No one noticed anything unusual; it looked like an ordinary construction site.

"Could it be that we guessed wrong?" Xie Wan'an touched her chin; her intuition was always very accurate.

Although this incident sounded absurd, she still felt something was wrong.

Tiandao Lian breathed a sigh of relief: "Perhaps."

The Eastern Alliance is a large organization. If even the top officials of a city have sided with the evil god, then are there also some top decision-makers in the Eastern Alliance who have sided with the evil god?

If the entire Eastern Alliance becomes a breeding ground for evil gods, it will be bad news for the neighboring Free Alliance.

"Hey, wait a minute, come here and feel this, something feels weird."

While everyone was discussing the matter, Chen Yan noticed something amiss.

The ground beneath his feet was originally soft, but now it felt hard as a rock, like stepping on an iron plate.

Everyone rushed over upon hearing the noise, and Tiandao Lian immediately slammed his fist into the ground.

"Clang~"

A crisp metallic clanging sound rang out, and everyone's expression immediately changed.

A black light flashed in Tiandaolian's eyes, and his power suddenly exploded, causing him to smash a hole in front of him.

A repulsive, rotten smell emanated from it, and everyone understood everything—their previous guesses were all correct!