Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 242 The Four Heavenly Kings
When Zhang Chiguo entrusted the matter to Song Chu, he stopped answering and simply strode forward.

The situation has changed. Previously, three people occupied the blocking positions, preventing Song Chushi from leaving even if he wanted to. But Zhang Chiguo has switched sides, breaking the blockade on Song Chushi. Now, all that's needed is to stop the three people on the other side, and Song Chushi can go wherever he wants.

"No one cares whether you're crazy or not, but at least you shouldn't have become stupid..."

"Of the four of you, you've made the least progress. What do you have to fight against the three of us?"

Upon seeing Song Chu, they actually retreated slowly, their figures fading, and the mental activity of Wang, Zhao, and Li was also activated.

With the blockade broken, Song Chu could leave Qinggang at any time, thus declaring the mission, personally signed by Secretary No. 5, a failure.

Zhao Fantian's face turned cold, and he was the first to speak in a deep voice, lunging forward.

It transformed into streaks of blood-red afterimages, resembling a giant scarlet python, and swiftly pursued Song Chu.

Wang Fotuo sighed softly, then plunged into the crimson light and shadow, penetrating through layers of space, and silently swept past Zhang Chiguo.

Lee Moses strode forward, surrounded by a sea of ​​red that seemed to boil.

All four of them were corrupted by the same abnormal power, but due to their different personalities, their coexistence patterns and methods of confrontation were also completely different.

Zhao Fantian was aware of the power's strength, but he never had any intention of resisting it. He simply accepted the power's influence and transformation of him, and sought the path to his own will within it.

Whether this method can truly achieve independent existence of one's own will remains to be seen, but four years of non-resistance to pollution has almost turned him into a crimson believer, into a monster.

Many people believe that it is because the "Crimson" will has not yet been revived that he has not received any mysterious instructions, which is why he has maintained his "human" form. However, once the Crimson will descends, he will be the first to lose control.

King Buddha was the most learned, and he had been studying the power of scarlet, thus having greater control and more diverse methods.

Li Moses, on the other hand, has been using the power of scarlet to hone his divine essence. He is too principled, but in this torment, his pursuit of principles and goals has reached an extreme and even perverse level.

They're losing their humanity.

Regardless, the three of them, who became independent investigators, have achieved tremendous results in the past four years, and their capabilities have improved by more than one level compared to when the contamination first occurred four years ago.

Apart from Zhang Chiguo, he seems to have remained unchanged.

This is why Zhao Fantian thought Zhang Chiguo was crazy, and the other two thought the same way, because theoretically, Zhang Chiguo was the weakest among them.

……

When Zhang Chiguo realized that the three of them were ignoring him and even trying to bypass him, he only showed a cold expression.

He stopped in his tracks, then suddenly used his fist as a ruler and drew a line horizontally. The ground displayed in this mirror world was then cut open by a blood-red crack, like a strange blood-red wall blocking the way for the three independent investigators.

"I told you, now it's my turn to deal with the three of you."

Zhang Chiguo stood in front of the crimson rift, coldly raising his head: "Since I, who have always followed the rules, have become a joke, then I'll change it now."

"It's your turn to follow my rules!"

"I've placed this line here. Anyone who dares to step on it, I'll kill them right here!"

"..."

"You're asking for it!"

Originally intending to use his speed to bypass Zhang Chiguo and chase after Song Chushi, Zhao Fantian felt utterly disgusted. Suddenly, he turned around, his five fingers like hooks, and grabbed down at Zhang Chiguo from above.

If we were to say whether Wang Fotuo or Li Moxi would hold back in this situation, they would at least acknowledge that Zhang Chiguo was an old acquaintance.

Zhao Fantian, however, did not mind dealing with Zhang Chiguo first before chasing after the others.

As the crimson power corrupts him, his will is also affected. When he gets anxious, he is prone to letting his animalistic instincts override his reason and act entirely on instinct.

But Zhang Chiguo, facing the overwhelming stench of blood, simply raised his hand to block. Around his fist, his spiritual power glowed red, colliding with the crimson power that Zhao Fantian had descended from.

The two forces intertwined, and it was completely different from when Zhang Chiguo faced Li Moxi. Zhao Fantian's "Crimson" power was the purest among the four, while Zhang Chiguo restrained himself to the point that the characteristics of the Crimson were almost invisible in his usual attacks.

Upon colliding, Zhang Chiguo's spiritual power visibly collapsed and shattered. Zhao Fantian grabbed Zhang Chiguo's arm, flicked his pinky fingernail, and slashed at Zhang Chiguo's neck.

Zhang Chiguo stood firmly on both feet, tilted his head back sharply, gathered his strength in his other fist, and threw it upwards.

Zhao Fantian, who was in mid-air, had a cruel expression and chuckled coldly. In the brief exchange, he had already figured out Zhang Chiguo's strengths and weaknesses.

As he raised his hand to block Zhang Chiguo's incoming fist, his body suddenly tore apart in that instant. Blood threads connected the two halves of his body. One half caught the punch, while the other half flashed behind Zhang Chiguo and suddenly reached out to grab Zhang Chiguo from behind.

This palm strike was about to rip out Zhang Chiguo's heart.

"Ugh!"

Both Wang Fotuo and Li Moxi frowned as they watched this scene. Li Moxi stopped looking in their direction, his figure shifting slightly as he tried to save time and chase after Song Chushi.

Wang Fotu chanted a low incantation, and an invisible red light, like a swamp, drifted towards Zhang Chiguo's feet. Unexpectedly, just as his heart was about to be ripped out, Zhang Chiguo's expression suddenly changed, and his fist, which he was throwing upwards, clenched even tighter.

The pressure from the finger bones produced a cracking sound, causing the air to vibrate and sending Zhao Fantian into a scream. The next moment, he slightly turned to face the "half" Zhao Fantian behind him, his pupils contracting slightly.

"Hey!"

This half of Zhao Fantian instinctively realized something, and his expression changed drastically. The next moment, a burst of bloody light shot up from beneath his feet. Before he could react, his already half-body was sliced ​​in half again by the bloody light.

Even the crimson swamp that Wang Fotu gently pushed over, and Li Moxi who was trying to pass directly through it, sensed something and paused.

It felt as if a scarlet abyss had appeared before him, dividing this mirror world into two absolute halves. Anyone who tried to cross it, or even just approached it, would be cut in two by its sharp edge.

It is that "boundary".

Zhang Chiguo just drew a line on the ground, which seemed to be just a fierce act, nothing special.

Of course, no one took Zhang Chiguo's words, "Whoever dares to cross this path will be killed," to heart.

But just now, this very boundary suddenly unleashed a terrifying sharpness.

Because that half of Zhao Fantian went around behind Zhang Chiguo and crossed the boundary, he instantly became a gruesome sight.

"It's just a boundary, why does it have such an amazing effect?"

At that moment, Wang Fotu's face showed a look of incomprehension, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough and did not suffer the loss.

"No, this, this isn't right..."

Zhao Fantian, who had been knocked back, let out a series of muffled groans and painful sounds. Half of his body was broken into pieces, as if it had been crumpled into a ball. When he landed, his body staggered, like a tattered sack.

He growled, his flesh writhing, and one intact eye stared menacingly at Zhang Chiguo, filled with shock, anger, and resentment.

“You all think that I am the most conservative one in the face of this power.”

Zhang Chiguo knew what the three of them were thinking, but he slowly stood in front of the line and slowly looked up.

"But have you ever thought about this? It's precisely because I'm the most law-abiding, and I've always considered myself a human being, that this force has the least impact on me, and my own will is the most intact."

"Your duty as guards of secret prisons may seem like that of independent investigators, but don't think I don't know that you simply enjoy the power of life and death over the creatures inside the secret prisons, and you revel in the thrill of killing."

"I'm the only one who hasn't killed a single person in these four years!"

"..."

He spoke calmly and slowly, and none of the three experts in front of him interrupted him.

For the first time, he felt that using power to make others listen to him was such a comfortable thing.

His words sent shivers down the spines of the three men before him.

The core of the Crimson Power is killing; those infected by the Crimson Power find it difficult to control their desire to take lives.

Zhang Chiguo, who was infected with Scarlet, did not kill a single person in four years, which is, on some level, simply like a fantasy.

"But I'm also feeling bad..."

As Zhang Chiguo spoke, he suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "This power affects me day and night, that voice constantly drills into my head, but I have been restraining myself for four years, and I have endured it for four years."

"I've had enough today. Shouldn't you all consider whether you can stop me?"

"..."

The sight of that glance, the bloodlust and madness in the voice, sent a chill down one's spine.

It was only at this moment that others realized why the boundary he drew had such a powerful effect. When facing the same crimson power, he had always been patient and restrained, suppressing the crimson power until his own will overpowered it, so that his actions were not noticeable in normal times.

For this reason, his will, to some extent, replaced Scarlet's will; the boundaries he drew with his own will contained Scarlet's hidden power.

"Four years of forbearance, fighting against the Crimson, you are truly remarkable..."

In the oppressive silence, Wang Fotuo's face darkened, and he spoke in a low voice: "But don't take this as some kind of amazing trump card."

“You endured for four years without compromising, so your adaptability to scarlet is far less than ours…”

"This also means that if we were to release the suppression of Crimson today, the backlash you would suffer would be more severe than ours."

"Yes!"

Zhang Chiguo did not deny this, and a strange smile slowly crept onto his face, as if something was tearing his skin and crawling into reality: "But that's something for after tonight, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)