Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 144 Death Row Inmate Out of Control
Han Su suddenly opened his eyes; the burning sensation on his body was rapidly subsiding.

When I looked again, all the people and limbs had disappeared. The movable scars on my body were still simply covering my body, without any change from before.

The contamination has been resolved.

But Han Su's surprise remained. He could feel that the activity of his mind had increased significantly compared to when he was corrupted.

He carefully observed the process and was gradually struck by a sense of awe: "My mental activity level increased by a full 5% during this process..."

Is it because of the pollution of the painting, or because of the scars from the fire?
Most importantly, Miss Ai arranged for me to come into contact with this painting, which enhanced my mental activity. This mental activity, in turn, activated the mysterious power within the burn scars, and this mysterious power then severed the contamination for me...

This is too...

...What a coincidence, isn't it?

Furthermore, there is indeed a mysterious power hidden within this scar.

The first stage alone has resolved the contamination of this ancient painting on itself. If it can be fully activated and applied to the second stage, what kind of effect would that have?
However, it is already quite remarkable that he was able to activate it with his own mental activity. To activate the second stage of this wound, he would probably have to go out of the city and use the Fisherman's Song to his fullest extent without being affected.

……

"Mr. Butcher, can you hear me?"

As he was deep in thought, suddenly, an anxious voice came through his earpiece, accompanied by chaotic static.

Han Su was slightly curious and whispered, "Can you hear me? Is something the matter?"

"Be careful……"

Upon hearing this, the team leader immediately reminded him, "The movement of D7 personnel has become abnormal. I have ordered him to withdraw, but he refuses to comply. I am worried about him..."

"...I need to lock them down remotely..."

"Oh no, the signal is so unstable..."

"Watch out, someone has set up a barrier..."

"..."

"Ok?"

Han Su was slightly surprised, and then, suddenly, a "whoosh" sound rang out in front of him.

A sharp-edged steel bar pierced through the bookshelf next to him in an instant and headed straight for his face.

Han Su narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mental power suddenly focused on his left hand.

As his hand tingled slightly, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed the steel bar that was piercing his body.

In an instant, five fingers, like iron clamps, gripped the steel bar imbued with immense force.

His gaze pierced through the gaps in the wooden frame and fell upon a face with tattoos extending to the chin, bearing a sinister smile: "Little investigator, you're out of luck. Someone paid the price of three prostitutes to take your life!"

They're jackals!
This D7 member appeared here without warning and attacked me directly.

He gripped the steel bar tightly, preventing the other party from advancing or retracting, and said in a deep voice, "D7 attacked the investigators, you guys are playing pretty hard, aren't you?"

"I'm so frustrated..."

The jackal chuckled and said, "Besides, someone promised us, using number 12, that if we dealt with you, they would let us live?"

As he finished speaking, his tone shifted abruptly, switching to another language. It sounded obscure and eerie, and was none other than number 02 from the zero-sequence ciphertext:

[Respond to my limbs].

The moment the incantation was uttered, Han Su felt the spiritual power in the air instantly permeate, as if it were tangible. The jackal's hands seemed to increase in strength tenfold, pouring into the steel bars and fiercely pushing them toward his face.

Han Su squinted to avoid the mental gusts that might injure his eyes.

In an instant, it dawned on him who had gone to such great lengths to persuade D7 to attack him.

Number 12 [in the name of the Crimson Scroll] possesses mysterious power; uttering a single sentence is tantamount to signing a contract.

"A zero-sequence spell is that powerful?"

Han Su had already learned that ordinary D7s could only learn zero-sequence spells.

Moreover, most of them are esoteric spells such as No. 05 [I command you to manifest the light] and No. 03 [What you think is the boundary], which are only used when preventing infiltration or attracting pollution.

The key characteristic of consumables is that they only need to be sufficient.

However, as they perform more tasks and face more complex situations, they are sometimes granted other designations.

Now, the jackal clearly used the number 02 spell with great skill. Logically speaking, this spell is not uncommon, and Han Su also knows it. However, the jackal's mental activity was too high, and the strength of his hands increased greatly. He almost broke through Han Su's cross copper hand defense.

The strength of this left hand is at least over a thousand pounds...

'No, his behavior is normal...'

A moment of surprise flashed through Han Su's mind before he suddenly understood.

These D7s already possessed psychoactivity far exceeding their own, and even the zero sequence exhibited exceptionally strong activity.

The one who truly had an unfair advantage was himself.

It is precisely because of the extremely high rank of the Cross Copper Hand that he has the ability to resist, despite his current mental activity being significantly weaker than that of his opponent.

'Am I the challenger?' As the thought flashed through his mind, Han Su could have recited a fisherman's chant to strengthen his left hand, but he didn't. Instead, he loosened his left hand slightly, letting the steel bar fall down, and then tilted his head slightly to dodge the impact.

"Wow!"

The next moment, the jackal suddenly lunged forward, tearing apart the wooden frame. Countless bottles and jars fell to the ground. Using these items to shield his eyes, he took a step forward and rammed his knee straight into Han Su's chest.

He was already quite formidable, and the No. 02 spell was a standard one that could enhance a person's body parts and overall qualities.

The two combined, this knee strike was like an iron horse charging into the body, extremely oppressive.

Faced with his aggressive demeanor, Han Su glanced at him coldly and caught a glimpse of a cold glint in his eye. It turned out that another person had swung a knife from the side, aiming to slash at his own neck.

Serrated edges!

The two worked together to corner Han Su.

"you……"

Facing the two men, Han Su's expression turned slightly cold as he silently recited number 01: "I will plunge into the abyss."

He didn't use a fisherman's chant, but having just reached a new level of mental alertness, his figure seemed to vanish in an instant.

Both attackers hesitated for a moment.

But the next moment, the saw-toothed ears twitched wildly, and it suddenly swung its dagger to the right.

He had already used number 07 [which is the night itself], and heard Han Su's current location from the shadows of the storage room.

The jackal, still in mid-air, forcibly twisted its body and stomped its foot towards this spot.

But in that instant, Han Su's left hand moved faster than lightning, grabbing the wrist of the man holding the short knife and pulling him in front of him, shielding him between the jackal and himself.

With a crack, the jackal kicked the sawtooth, making a sound of bones snapping. He knew he had bumped into the wrong person, so he deliberately aimed correctly, putting all his strength into the kick, and at the same time, he swung the steel bars in his hands high.

But once Han Su moved, he was faster than lightning. He suddenly pushed outward slightly towards the jagged body, then clenched his left fist and assumed a fighting stance.

His mental energy was frantically concentrated on his left hand, and in an instant, a cross-shaped copper scar appeared on the back of his hand.

The copper's power was stretched to its limit, and it slammed a powerful punch into his back.

"Crackling and popping..."

The punch landed squarely on his serrated spine, shattering his spine and all the bones in his body.

The immense force sent him and the jackal in front of him flying. The two of them smashed the wooden shelves and various bottles and jars in the secret room to pieces, crashing into the diagonal wall seven or eight meters away before slowly sliding down.

"Who ordered you to attack me?"

Han Su slowly withdrew his clenched left hand, picked up his suitcase, and slowly approached them.

"How dare you hit my brother?"

But before the two people who had been knocked away could speak, another angry shout rang out from the doorway, and it was Tie Gou.

He looked at the serrated back, which was completely hunched over, and his angry face was like earthworms crawling. He cursed in an obscure language, and an indescribable coldness filled the air, as if countless illusory skirts were suddenly fluttering around his body.

His body visibly became transparent, not invisible, but as if it had transformed into something between existence and non-existence.

His face turned ashen and bloodless.

The voice that came out of his mouth had somehow changed from a man's hoarseness to an unpleasant shrillness, sounding as if a female ghost had appeared inside his body.

The female ghost possessed him, causing him to display an indescribable ferocity.

"Sequence Two: Banshee?"

Upon seeing this scene, Han Su couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart.

The Disaster Management Bureau's three major sequences of power, which it hasn't even chosen yet, is seen in this D7?
At the same moment, the saw-toothed creature and the jackal, whom he had punched into the wall, were also struggling to sit up. Their injuries were so severe that even a god couldn't save them, but they were desperately uttering obscure and sinister incantations:

[The Devil's Kiss!]

【…】

Among the zero-sequence spells, there are spells that can effectively restore injuries, although a great price will be paid afterward.

As they chanted, the spine that had been smashed into a large crater on the back was visibly straightening slowly, and the flesh pierced by the bone was being repaired little by little.

Even the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth seemed to recede, but the blood that had already been spat out onto the ground was no longer licked back up.

In the blink of an eye, the two who were just seriously injured began to try to get up from the ground, and their eyes were also filled with sinister and fierce looks as they looked at Han Su.

This D7 demonstrates the capabilities of one of the three major sequences. Do the other two D7s also exhibit the same capabilities?

An invisible yet palpable sense of danger emanated from them.

But just as things were about to escalate, a sudden clanging sound broke the oppressive atmosphere. All four people paused slightly and turned to look at the person dragging shackles into the storage room.

D7 is the most dangerous inmate.

The Ripper.

(End of this chapter)