I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

The tank tracks crushed the concrete.

Armed helicopters hovered at low altitudes, their enormous roar making it hard to breathe.

Behind a makeshift defensive line made of sandbags and barbed wire, there were countless Ground Self-Defense Force soldiers stretching as far as the eye could see.

They were fully armed, their eyes cold beneath their masks.

The dark muzzles of their assault rifles pointed outwards, forming a torrent of steel and flesh.

But deeper within this torrent of steel lies the core of this operation.

Hundreds of investigators, dressed in white trench coats, gathered there with solemn expressions.

They didn't have the uniform formation of soldiers; their standing postures varied.

But the aura emanating from each of them was far more dangerous and deadly than that of the soldiers on the perimeter.

Their faces were filled with determination.

at this time--

The roar of the engine tore through the air.

On the defensive line, whether it was the soldiers on the outer perimeter or the search officers deep inside, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to this sudden sound.

A heavy armored vehicle rolled over gravel, came to an abrupt stop in front of the defensive line, and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Following closely behind, the unremarkable secondhand Toyota also came to a steady stop.

The car door was not yet open.

"Shh-!"

The armored vehicle's door suddenly sprang open.

Several fully armed soldiers jumped off the vehicle swiftly and without uttering a single word.

In the blink of an eye, they had built an impenetrable human wall around the Toyota.

Lynn got out of the car.

His well-dressed appearance was completely out of place in the smoke-filled environment around him.

His appearance instantly made the atmosphere at the scene incredibly eerie.

The soldiers on the perimeter looked bewildered and confused.

Inside the defensive line, the newly graduated investigators were equally bewildered, and whispers immediately broke out.

but.

Those veterans who had spent years in the CCG, especially those investigators who had been stationed in Cookria and personally experienced that "legendary crackdown," held their breath the moment they saw the man.

A blood-soaked nightmare that has long circulated among the survivors of Kukria.

At this moment, it has become a reality!

CCG has two Grim Reapers.

One is a white grim reaper, representing "order" and "end," walking in the sunlight.

another……

It represents "suppression" and "despair" in the deepest darkness...

It is even more cruel than the White Death—

Black Reaper.

At the same time, not far away, Mado Kureo, known for his madness and cruelty, suddenly stopped wiping the quinque.

He raised his head.

Those sickly eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, stared intently at the man.

Immediately, a near-manic ecstasy, like a believer witnessing a miracle, burst forth on his contorted face.

"Hehe... Hahaha... He's finally here, Amon-kun..."

Mado Kureo let out a hysterical screech, muttering to himself as Amon Kotaro, who looked utterly bewildered, stood beside him.

"The most perfect art of 'suppression' has arrived."

"This farcical 'war' is about to end."

A young investigator, emboldened by the surrounding chatter, clearly failed to grasp the veterans' fear and Mado's madness.

He gripped the quinque case nervously, and finally couldn't help but voice his doubts.

"Are you kidding me? At a time like this, headquarters sends a bureaucrat who's just going for a spin in his own car?!"

He just finished speaking.

"Snapped!"

A large, fan-like hand slapped him hard and mercilessly on the back of the head.

His senior second-class investigator—a veteran whose left arm still bore the gruesome scars from the riots—was terrified by his reckless words.

"Shut up!"

"Do you want to die?!"

The senior's hand gripped his shoulder tightly, with such force that it almost crushed his bones.

The young investigator saw for the first time that his senior, who was usually known for his forthrightness and courage, was trembling.

In those bloodshot eyes was a fear he had never seen before, a fear that bordered on utter despair.

"Senior...I..."

"Don't look! Don't ask! And don't think!"

The senior was practically yelling into his ear, spitting all over his face.

"Otherwise, you'll be the next one put into a body bag!"

The young investigator was so struck by the slap that he saw stars and felt a burning pain in the back of his head.

He was completely terrified.

It wasn't the slap, nor the vicious threat.

Instead, it was the tremor that came from the depths of the senior's soul.

……

Just then, the curtain of the temporary command post was violently lifted.

A man rushed out, covered in sweat, his eyes bloodshot.

He was wearing an expensive suit, but his tie was askew and two buttons on his collar were undone. He exuded an aura of restlessness, as if he had been consumed by anger and anxiety.

It was none other than the CCG's on-site commander, Special Investigator, Marude Sai.

He immediately spotted the most incongruous figure in the crowd—Lynn.

He lunged forward, trying to grab Lynn's arm and drag him toward the command post.

However, the next second, Marude's expression changed.

He felt as if he was not holding a human arm, but a section of an ancient tree rooted deep in the earth. No matter how hard he tried, the tree did not budge.

While 893 was holding back his anger until his face turned red, Lynn started walking towards the command post with a calm expression.

That composed demeanor seemed to be guiding the anxious Marude.

Marutei was stunned for a moment, but then he ignored the strange feeling and quickly followed him inside.

Upon entering the command post, a communications officer immediately reported: "Special Agent Marude! Communication request from Sector A..."

"Quiet!"

Without turning his head, Marude roared, and the entire command post fell silent instantly.

He turned around and stared intently at Lynn, his eyes seeming to want to devour him alive.

"This can be considered our first official meeting..."

He squeezed out the words through clenched teeth, his voice filled with heavy, undisguised sarcasm.

"...the legendary Lynn and others."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out, not to push, but to grab Lynn's collar!

That was a near-mutinous act of madness against a peer of the same rank in the CCG's command center!

However, his hand was only half an inch away from Lynn's collar when it could not go any further.

It felt as if I had crashed into an invisible wall of absolute zero.

Lynn didn't even move, and his eyes didn't even flicker.

But Marude felt as if his wrist was being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand. The unshakeable and incomprehensible force sent a chill down his spine.

If you can't catch the person, your raging anger needs an outlet!

"asshole!"

Marutei abruptly withdrew his hand and instead slammed his fist hard into the electronic sand table beside him!

"boom!"

A dull, loud thud shook the heavy command platform violently.

On the sophisticated electronic sand table screen, spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared, sparking with electricity before finally going completely dark.

"While you're enjoying your leisure time, this is what's happening outside! Look closely!"

He pointed at the crimson data, his fingers trembling violently with rage.

"Site B's defenses have fallen!"

His voice was hoarse and bloodshot.

"Just because we haven't been able to get in touch with you for hours! We haven't been able to get in touch with you, the so-called 'Supreme Warden'!"

"I requested support from above! Shinohara Special Class! Kuroiwa Special Class! I called out every name I could think of!"

"Do you know how those arrogant old bastards sitting in their offices drinking tea replied to me?!"

He stared intently at Lynn's overly calm face.

"They said that with you here, our fighting strength is sufficient!"

Marude Sai's voice was filled with absurdity and despair; it was almost a shout.

"enough?!"

He let out a nearly devastating laugh and pointed at Lynn's nose.

"You tell me, what the hell do you mean by 'enough' for one person?!"

Chapter 133: Witness his legend, or witness his destruction!

The entire command post was deathly silent.

Everyone was too frightened to utter a sound by Marude's almost out-of-control roar.

However, when questioned, Lynn didn't even lift an eyelid.

He ignored Marude's fiery gaze, calmly looked around, and then walked straight to an empty chair next to him, where he sat down with composure.

"!"

This action is more impactful than any vehement rebuttal.

Everyone in the command post was stunned.

That's... ignoring it?

Faced with Maru-te's career-risking roar, he actually... just sat down?

"Marude Special Envoy, please...please calm down!"

An adjutant finally realized what was happening and, steeling himself, stepped forward to try and restrain his superior, who was on the verge of exploding.