Chapter 1882 - 967: Hornets' Nest

In Jiushan Town, an unassuming residence has been unknowingly transformed into a command center, with instruments set up amidst numerous cables. Members of the Kunwu Security Bureau are still busily confirming all situations.

Due to the unique circumstances of the Kunwu Plateau, the distances between towns and settlements are too vast. Unlike Central City, the area does not have fixed jurisdictions and security concepts, but is instead composed of task forces responsible for different regions.

For this operation, elite members from various locations have been specially selected to form a temporary special task force. As each agent took their positions, the atmosphere grew serious and tense.

Yet amidst the bustle, Tong Hua, holding a cup of lemonade, seemed more like an onlooker.

"Our personnel are in position." She looked at the command leader Li Yunqing, her expression calm: "What's the plan for the next move?"

"Just some riffraff; Kunwu's local forces are enough." Li Yunqing replied with a smile: "Besides, as the saying goes, when guests arrive, it's inappropriate to dump all the trouble onto our colleagues from Hai Province, isn't it?"

No matter how sincere the smile, the firm attitude was unmistakable.

You provided the clues, and you surely deserve the credit, but local units still need a chance to prove themselves, don't they?

No matter what, we certainly can't give up the main position!

"I understand."

Tong Hua was not surprised by this; she merely nodded and pulled out a stained note in her hand: "However, allow me to add one more thing—according to recent spiritual tracing, the results compared with previous cases are completely different. The opposing side is very likely the orthodox lineage of the Evil Cult, with a high probability of a Great Evil sacrifice occurring, perhaps already a grade A contaminated area.

The situation might be more severe than we think."

"Thank you for the warning."

Li Yunqing's expression became more serious, and he immediately issued orders.

Even if one resists outsiders interfering in their jurisdiction, one wouldn't be foolish and blind to discerning good advice. Since the internal danger level could surpass expectations, it's time to call in reinforcements!

Who would talk about honor with a group of lowly Evil Cult members?

Just call the garrison office!

Today, let these beggars see what true prowess means!

"All units, maintain surveillance; if the situation changes, halt the action temporarily and wait for support!"

In an instant, those dust-covered travelers or ordinary miners around the warehouse area in Qishan Town ceased their activities.

However, in the fast food restaurant, the young man who was devouring fried rice suddenly paused. He looked up, gazing toward the factory area in the night.

"Sister Huahua, something feels off."

He said, "It seems like the other side has noticed."

In White Deer's perception, malicious gazes suddenly came from inside the factory, scanning inch by inch through the bustling town, causing pedestrians and merchants alike to freeze in place, dumbstruck, like puppets.

The busy town became silent as if muted, making the covert operatives stand out sharply, like cranes among chickens.

Then the screams erupted.

From the kitchen behind An Ran, from the crowds in the alleys, and even from the shampoo room of the pink hair salon, screams echoed as if contagious, spreading rapidly, driving everyone to madness!

The sound of rushing air approached.

An Ran, without even turning, raised her chopsticks, catching the chef's knife coming at her head, grabbed a plate and smashed it against another charging diner, and kicked away a mad dog rushing at her.

In the temporary command center, everyone's expressions changed dramatically.

"Hostility! You're too close; the hostility is too obvious!"

An Ran's voice echoed in the channel, having already keenly sensed the discrepancies: "Sister Huahua, the opposing side has at least one high-ranking Heart Core—no, it's Weiyang!

The Great Evil radar Brother Ji Jue gave me is going off! Three, four, five... more than eleven Mutated Transformations! This place is completely just a major stronghold of the Evil Cult!"

"Action, action, action!!!"

Li Yuqing roared decisively: "Launch a direct assault, no need to hold back!"

His eyes sparked with fierce light; raising both hands, he gripped towards the warehouse district. Thunder rumbled in the heavens, a foggy sky unfurled and descended, eyes opening and freezing the entirety of Qishan Town.

The sound of cracking continually burst forth, and the disguise over the warehouse district was instantly shattered, streams of eerie presence shot skyward, but were forcibly locked, suppressed, and sealed by the Transcend Rank Tian Yuan.

Moreover, Li Yuqing's other hand gripped towards the town, and under his overturning fingers, maddened residents and travelers stiffened and fell back, like puppets severed from their strings, forcefully breaking the ties with their manipulators.

The roar burst forth, and three squads already in position forcefully breached the warehouse's outer walls, storming inside. The elite members drawn from various locations hesitated not at all, merciless to all they encountered!

Under Li Yuqing's Tian Yuan suppression, chaos raged within the warehouse district, silhouettes scrambled and fled, believers reverted to their original forms after the Great Evil lost its hold, offering little resistance.

Leading the charge, Ruins roared, cloaked in soil and rock, rapidly expanding, transforming into an Obsidian giant that crashed through walls, storming into the Sacred Place within the warehouse, swiftly dismantling the Secret Ritual and Great Evil limb statues, pulverizing every gray-robed Mutated Transformation.

Never before had there been such an exhilarating experience; he was already immersed, laughing maniacally as he slaughtered and wantonly ravaged everything in front of him. Only amidst the daze did it seem like a distant call kept echoing in his ears.

Until, like a thunderous roar, an angry shout exploded beside his ear.

"Zhou Richang, what the hell are you doing?"

The obsidian giant fell into a stupor, dazed, standing rooted to the spot, his vision darkened, and the thick stench of blood filled his nostrils.

The mutated beings he had wantonly slaughtered and attacked suddenly turned into his companions.

"No, it's not right..."

Zhou Richang staggered back a step, his face pale, incredulous, unable to understand when he fell into an illusion.

Then, he heard a wail from behind: "Captain Zhou, Captain Zhou, save me—"

His teammate, whom he had torn in two, was howling in agony. Instinctively, he reached out to rescue him, but in the moment of hesitation, the severely injured teammate, like wax oil, quickly dissolved, turning into a shapeless, bizarre monster, leaping toward his face!

Zhou Richang, furious, swung his fist, yet when he smashed that lump of pale sticky monster, it turned back into his teammate's terrified face.

He instinctively retreated a step, defensively, shouting and reporting the anomaly, requesting support, yet immediately discovered a fatal question...

——Whose voice was it that 'woke him up' just now?

Boom!!!

The sky shattered; a vague, overlooking face appeared, wrath incarnate, with downcast eyes radiating infinite pressure. Telekinetic torrents rampaged, toppling one warehouse park building after another, yet what burst forth was a darkness almost tangible.

Pure darkness erupted like a tide, spreading, engulfing all the action team members.

No matter how the telekinesis clashed, tore, drove it away, underneath the ephemeral breaches, the ground had already turned into a grotesque, writhing form of flesh. Stone-like fetuses emerged from the flesh, bearing faces like infants, sweetly smiling, lips moving in ceaseless chants.

Countless illusions spread with the hymn, constantly changing, completely swallowing one intruder after another.

Benyuan!

Li Yuqing's eyes were nearly tearing apart, uncertain whether to be excited or furious.

Benyuan, for god's sake!

Initially thought to be a bunch of ineffective small fry, but after kicking the door open, inside crouched a legitimate branch of the Benyuan Lineage of the Evil Cult's tri-sect!

Judging by its scale, it must have been in operation for no less than five years!

They'd kicked right into a hornet's nest this time!

These bastards' legacy is best at Weiyang and Hong, deceitful as they are cunning, they love hiding behind the scenes. Over these many years, they rarely reveal themselves. Even now, among the branches of the Evil Cult with all kinds of masquerading illegal sects, six or seven out of ten are the work of this bunch, and the rest are almost certainly related to them.

If they could take it down, it would definitely be a major achievement, but the problem is... can they even take it down now? What if, instead of catching the fish, the rod breaks!

The support request had just been sent, and now, it seemed indefinitely distant. For now, the only option might be...

With blood seeping from his eyes, Li Yuqing looked back beside him:

"Commissioner Tong..."

Before he could even finish speaking, he heard a thunderous crack.

The sky trembled, ferocious lightning appeared out of thin air, shooting forth, striking the writhing darkness, igniting flames that quickly spread.

It was like sparks falling into fuel element, uncontrollably rampant.

The darkness convulsed like a living being, screaming, and within the fleshified ground and walls, the stone fetuses thrashed wildly, roaring and wailing as if severely wounded.

In Li Yuqing's joyful gaze, the action team members lost in the illusions finally broke free one by one, quickly regaining their senses.

Unfortunately, progress remained exceedingly difficult.

"Is there any more?"

Li Yuqing looked over expectantly, yearning to applaud: "Once more, just once more and..."

Tong Hua, pale-faced, slowly shook her head. In her hands, two record books had already turned to ash.

"Don't overestimate me, Director Li; I only have these few records of Five Floors and Twelve Cities myself... Even if I had more, I wouldn't have the strength to manifest them."

"But, if it's just support..."

She paused, her expression becoming subtly complex:

"There's as much as you need."