Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 251 Forcibly Bringing Reality In
Nobody knows which reckless person fired that shot, after all, the three investigators hadn't even had a chance to greet each other.

But the sound of gunfire was like lighting a fuse.

The mysterious followers behind the Silver-Masked City-Slaying Priest instantly surged into the dense sea of ​​lights in Qinggang like streaks of black ghosts.

At the same moment, the three investigators, Night Light, Red Coat, and Green Hat, activated their mental powers simultaneously. Ignoring the mysterious believers who brushed past them, they rushed forward and attacked the city-slaughtering priest.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals – this is a very reasonable battle formation.

Moreover, Miss Ai's previous orders did indeed mention that their performance in this mission would be used to determine some factors for the promotion of independent investigators.

"Hey!"

Behind them, investigators' assistants, ordinary investigators, and veteran executors, who had also been waiting there with briefcases, also sprang into action, their figures flashing as they appeared at major intersections, blocking the way for the mysterious believers who had invaded the city.

At the same time, they raised their hands and recited in unison: "What you think is the boundary!"

The night was stretched thin and solidified, forming barriers that appeared in parallel and overlapping lines along the edge of Qinggang City.

It was as if they had been arranged into a high wall in an instant.

Because they are only positioned in parallel, they cannot form an effective blockade, but an invisible barrier can still play a significant role.

If these mysterious believers want to get through, they must disperse and take a detour.

"Oh!"

However, many investigators did not expect that the mysterious believers behind this city-slaughtering priest would not act unless they did, but when they did, their power was terrifying. The first person to collide with the invisible boundary only let out a low roar.

Inside his body, his bones crackled and popped, and his body became twisted and tall, covered with stiff hairs like steel needles.

A solid punch landed squarely on this invisible barrier.

Beastman!
In the era of radiation, in a certain region, due to mysterious factors that remain unsolved to this day, reproductive isolation between species was broken.

Then, due to some kind of sordid moral and ethical chaos, a taboo phenomenon of bloodline interbreeding occurred, resulting in the mixing of some wild animal gene fragments with human genes.

This gave birth to a bizarre creature that was half human and half beast.

They were inherently cruel, bloodthirsty, and ferocious. Although they did not reach the level of establishing civilization, some small clans did emerge.

Initially, these savages with obvious bestial characteristics were hunted down by the Western Crusades in the name of blasphemy. The hunt lasted for two hundred years, until the entire tribe was wiped out.

But the pursuit of them by the Crusaders created a strange kind of pressure.

These beastly mutants underwent a second evolution, completely eliminating their beastly characteristics and thus fully integrating into the ordinary human race, where they multiplied and thrived.

Generation after generation, many descendants of the beast-like mutants have become unaware that they possess this type of gene fragment.

However, the divine substance they have inherited from generation to generation may also turn into beasts if it is stimulated by something, or if it encounters abnormal radiation or pollution, or even if it is just a full moon.

This type of person is considered to have an inferior bloodline, and no one expected to see them so easily among the followers of the Abyss Studio.

"Shoot..."

The fist, which was several times larger than that of an ordinary person, was blocked by the barrier created by the three investigators working together, but the expressions of these three investigators clearly showed that they were in great pain.

Immediately afterward, another beastman rushed up, completely shattering the barrier, and two dark figures plunged into the crowd, tearing and biting.

They don't seek to kill; they merely tear and bite, seeking only to injure more people.

In addition to their immense strength and animalistic instincts, these beast-like beings possess a natural genetic virus that can spread rapidly, causing those they harm to go insane just like themselves. This is a type of overt contamination with an extremely terrifying rate of transmission.

"These monstrous things want to turn us into werewolves too!"

From the crowd, a knowledgeable investigator immediately shouted, "Psychoactive substances can suppress the virus! Everyone else, go all out and kill these two..."

"...When they die, the virus will lose its ability to contaminate!"

"..."

Amidst the shouts, some had already fired their guns, others brandished knives to meet the attack, and still others unleashed various mysterious powers.

But amidst this nascent chaos, several mysterious cultists rushed up the stairs to the roof. They confronted the investigators occupying various high positions, and as they seized those spots, they produced a special type of firearm.

He inserted a glass tube-shaped bullet into this specially designed firearm, then pointed it at the crowd below and pulled the trigger.

The bullets shattered upon landing, spewing out a dark purple smoke. Anyone who smelled this smoke experienced rapid skin swelling, with blood vessels bulging rapidly beneath the thin layer of skin.

Upon seeing this, some people felt a chill run down their spines: "Zombie virus?"

It is also a contaminating weapon that can spread over a large area.

This virus is far more dangerous and is considered a weapon that has been banned even in local wars.

If released among a population, it could cause explosive pollution.

Furthermore, among this large number of infected individuals, aberrant species and unpredictable biological weapons are rapidly emerging.

For Abyss Studio, they can use this edited gene virus to control the spread and targets of these zombies, but for the vast number of unsuspecting ordinary people in Qinggang, it is a catastrophe.

As expected of Abyss Studio.

Their attack on Qinggang was not based on the confrontation of individual armed forces, but rather on the fact that as soon as they made contact, they immediately employed two highly contagious and even devastating methods.

It's puzzling that Abyss Studio would treat such a high-risk, forbidden weapon like an ordinary one. Aren't they afraid the World Council will come knocking on their door?
【Swift Shadow】

Hydraulic Boxing

[Marine mammal toxins!]

【…】

At the same moment, the three investigators rushed to the city-slaughtering priest wearing a silver mask. Knowing that the opponent this time was no ordinary person, none of them dared to be careless and used their most skilled tricks.

The woman in the red trench coat unleashed the speed of the Banshee Sequence.

There is no upper limit; you can accelerate indefinitely, only waiting to see when your reaction time can't keep up.

In terms of speed alone, she was even stronger than the drunkard back then. Once she started, her figure was just a faint red shadow, spinning around the city-slaughtering priest, slashing him more than a dozen times in a second.

The night light resembled an iron tower, with sparks flying wildly across its fleshy body.

His arms, as if controlled by levers, struck the butcher priest's body with heavy force, each punch weighing more than a thousand pounds.

The green-hatted creature was more agile, seizing the upper hand. Its flesh and blood writhed, creating numerous orifices that sprayed poison at the city-slaughtering priest.

Three investigators ganging up on one person at the same time, isn't that giving them enough face?

The last person who was qualified to be ganged up on by the three of them was that guy called Drunkard...

"You haven't even fully mastered the power of a beast-level totem, yet you dare to dance in front of me..."

Facing the three investigators' deadly attacks, the City Slaughter Priest merely snorted coldly: "Are the investigators from Qinggang always this fearless?"

He raised his hand and pressed down with his palm.

The wide sleeves of his sacrificial robe created a gust of wind with each flip and press, and along with this wind amplified the spiritual activity around him, spreading outwards in concentric circles like ripples on water.

Whether it's a red trench coat so fast you can't catch a glimpse of it, a body as mechanical as a machine with heavy, densely packed fists like nightlights, or a specially made biological toxin that makes everyone fall in love with their green hat...

Facing the ripples, they were powerless to resist and were thrown back heavily, their mysterious power seemingly dissolved by the boiling water.

The three of them not only failed to stop the other side's path, but were also in imminent danger.

"Even the three top investigators..."

However, compared to the failure of the three individuals—Night Light, Red Windbreaker, and Green Hat—the more serious issue was the momentum of the Qinggang Disaster Management Bureau.

The three investigators are widely recognized as the pinnacle of investigators' abilities.

If even the three of them combined are no match for them, then we are just offering ourselves up...

"Back off!"

But at that very moment, a very gentle voice, seemingly tinged with laughter, rang out.

A large, bald man in a suit appeared in the room, accompanied by a shadowy red figure.

He stretched his palm straight outward, which landed precisely on the hand of the priest who was reaching out to slaughter the city.

It was none other than the Buddha, one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

A crimson shadow rippled across his body, and within his spiritual power, strange, writhing tentacles shot outward with a push. His spiritual power, accompanied by a dense aura of blood, surged outward, unleashing a terrifying force that forced the city-slaughtering priest back several steps.

The next moment, he withdrew his palms and gently clasped his hands together.

The endless, eerie light and shadows around him, along with countless tentacles, then began to shrink towards his clasped hands.

It wasn't just the crimson light and shadow; even those infected with wolf poison or the zombie virus instantly turned red in the eyes, inexplicably changed their targets, and at this critical moment, abandoned their goals and rushed towards the city-slaughtering priest and the mysterious believer.

Like a river flowing upstream, the scene is set in human units, yet it possesses an exceptionally majestic grandeur.

"Yes……"

One of the investigators was stunned for a long time before suddenly exclaiming, "Mr. Buddha!"

That shout was incredibly inspiring.

It must be said that the reputation of the three investigators from the Disaster Management Agency is far less appealing than that of the independent investigators.

Every independent investigator is an idol in the hearts of all the investigators in Qinggang.

Not to mention, it was Mr. Buddha, an independent investigator who once held the title of one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Not only did his appearance halt the city-slaughtering ritual, but the spread of his crimson power also distorted the wolfsbane and zombie virus that had begun to spread on the scene. Because those infected by these wolfsbane and zombie viruses would have their inner ferocity and feeding instincts aroused, and these instincts were related to killing, they were caught off guard and captured and distorted by the crimson power on his body.

This is a way to effectively restrain the power of widespread pollution.

Wang Fotuo's intervention not only halted the collapse but also, through the makeshift weapons they created, prevented them from attacking Qinggang.

"Hehe, you guys have all done a great job..."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Wang Fotuo smiled broadly, his eyes narrowing into slits. With a slight jolt of spiritual power, he helped the three people beside him—Night Lamp, Red Trench Coat, and Green Hat—to their feet, and laughed:

"You three are the best investigators to have developed the three major sequences, right? It's just that the qualification of independent investigator is difficult to obtain now. Otherwise, with your abilities, you would have been qualified to enter the independent investigator assessment long ago."

"I happen to know a little about the three major sequences, so I'd like to take this opportunity to offer some suggestions for adjustments?"

"..."

After listening to Mr. Buddha's words, the three investigators, despite their advanced age, couldn't help but feel a surge of youthful excitement.

Needless to say, the other investigators and enforcers have already stepped forward and quickly formed a solid defensive line at the edge of Qinggang.

With an independent investigator by your side, what problem can't be solved?
Moreover, if I perform well at this time, wouldn't it be possible for him to notice me and select me to join the Swastika Studio?
……

……

"The Four Heavenly Kings of Qinggang are anomalies; only they are qualified to stop the Abyss Studio's city-slaughtering priests..."

In the center of Qinggang City, Han Su and Song Chu walked side by side, and through the writhing shadows beneath their feet, they saw the Four Heavenly Kings, all of whom were facing the Abyss Studio's city-slaughtering ritual and the eerie invasion of Qinggang from all directions.

Even Song Chushi sighed, "The four city-slaughtering priests of the Abyss Studio are notorious in the wilderness. Their origins are mysterious, and they only serve the Abyss Studio and the Twelve Altars."

“Ordinary cities are simply no match for them.”

"A single person can completely destroy a city, but Qinggang is different from other cities because of these four Heavenly Kings."

"Although they were born by chance, it is precisely because of this chance that they possess the power of scarlet. Therefore, they are also anomalies, variables that cannot be calculated by conventional power. It will not be easy for Abyss Studio to deal with them."

"..."

"I find it a bit strange."

Han Su said, "It's a good thing that we're being protected in the city by the Qinggang Disaster Management Bureau, but I'm still waiting for the Abyss Studio to come over..."

"Then it's up to us."

Song Chushi also found the situation interesting. He looked up at the night sky and said, "The Abyss Studio wants to descend into reality, but Qinggang refuses their arrival. So these people will either capture you or enter the city and forcibly establish a reality anchor point."

"I can also make it come down, of course, down to the place we designate."

“This type of laboratory, from its inception, has utilized the knowledge of the ‘Abyss,’ existing between existence and non-existence, and possesses the ability to traverse hidden spaces. I will strip it of this ability.”

"Surround it, or even use Qinggang to imprison it!"

"However, if I do this, you will also face great danger. Are you sure you are prepared?"

"..."

Han Su followed his gaze and saw a very tall building in the center of Qinggang City, with only the top floor lit up.

Now, on the upper floor where the lights are, the air is hazy, and shadows flash by from time to time.

That was the former anchor point of Abyss Studio.

However, that position is an anchor point that has the power to dominate the entire Qinggang. Once you land there, you can advance or retreat at will.

Song Chushi wanted it to land in another location in Qinggang, so that the studio could be trapped in Qinggang.

He had participated in the design of the disaster management agency's field observation points and knew which locations were suitable.

The abandoned D7 experimental base that Li Moses chose earlier was a good choice.

Like Go.

Both involve entering reality, but whether it's a life-or-death ordeal, whether one surrounds Qinggang or is surrounded by Qinggang, it all depends on where one lands.

"Then let's get started!"

Han Su also took a deep breath: "I'm only certain that the Abyss Studio's operation tonight is doomed to fail!"

The fact that Abyss Studio considered itself the heir to the bronze was a misjudgment, and that she considered herself the reason for the failure of the Seven Days Divine Descent was an even more obvious mistake.

Therefore, Han Su was certain that the failure of the Abyss Studio was inevitable, but he also needed to obtain enough information from this contact.

As he pondered this, he gently raised his head and silently recited the copper incantation.

Copper-colored blood began to seep from the black briefcase, and thick fog began to descend around them.

In the thick fog, a tall bronze statue, its snake-like eyes flashing red, slowly walked towards him from the empty road.

The silhouette of a tall, ghostly truck was already faintly visible in the fog.

Beside him, Song Chushi couldn't help but show surprise as he glanced at the strange truck with its huge cargo bed swaying in the mist and its headlights flashing like blinking.

In his eyes, Han Su seemed even more mysterious, but this undoubtedly proved that he really didn't need to worry about him.

"it is good."

With a low breath, Song Chushi lifted his foot and walked towards the crossroads ahead.

As his spiritual power was activated, everything around him began to tremble, and ripples appeared in the air, resonating with his spiritual power.

He had already laid out cryptic arrays throughout the city when he went to pick up Han Su and to obtain the mysterious samples of the city-slaughtering ritual from several other places.

At this moment, as his spiritual power triggered a resonance, the array of secret characters was activated from the corners of the city, resonating with the depths of space.

"Mr. Song Chushi..."

Han Su watched Song Chu's retreating figure, then seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Actually, I also have a question I want to ask you..."

He paused slightly, then said with concentration, "Someone gave me a spell before. It is said to come from a port that is deeply troubled by mysterious forces at sea. Fishermen there often recite it before going out to sea in order to pray for safety."

"The incantation reads: 'I am a deity, and I have issued a decree. You have traveled far and wide and seen much; I wonder if you have ever heard of it?'"

"..."

"A divine decree?"

Song Chushi paused, turned around abruptly, and looked at Han Su with a strange expression.

He remained silent for a long, long time, his face initially showing an expression of extreme confusion and bewilderment.

But soon, that expression was replaced by a deep contemplation.

Meeting Han Su's earnest gaze, Song Chushi did not ask any questions. Instead, after a long silence, he answered directly: "This is a record of civilization history discovered in a hidden ruin in the Red River Forest area of ​​the Southern Continent. It is said to be related to a forgotten emperor."

Han Su secretly made a mental note of it and said, "Thank you."

Song Chushi said no more, but slowly walked out of the fog and headed towards the crossroads, his figure becoming somewhat blurry.

"Oh my God……"

An excited voice rang out from his box: "How does he know this spell?"

"This kid's not being honest. He said it's some kind of fishing chant that fishermen recite when they go out to sea. He's just trying to fool idiots."

"What fisherman could recite such a fishing chant?"

"..."

"This excuse is indeed a bit carelessly made up..."

Song Chushi slowly spoke, his expression revealing his confusion: "But how did he know this incantation?"

"Could it be that he..."

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in that instant, and when I reached the middle of the chosen intersection, I suddenly stopped:

"He really was trying to save my sister?"

"..."

Even the monster in the box didn't know how Song Chushi had logically arrived at this answer.

Human thought processes sometimes do seem rather strange to it.

But this inexplicable conjecture immediately enveloped the two of them in an eerie atmosphere, leaving them speechless for a long time.

"Things are getting interesting..."

Song Chushi seemed to have made a decision in his heart; he smiled, but his eyes turned cold and sharp.

A hand slowly lifted up into the night sky.

All around, the streetlights shone brighter, and countless parked vehicles began to emit their alarms unconsciously.

In this city, countless secret arrays that he had just laid down, guided by his spiritual power, vibrated the space, and seemed to be faintly connected to a building somewhere in the space that was neither real nor unreal.

"Ten years of lies, drowning in a beautiful dream..."

Song Chu clenched his fist as if grasping something invisible, his gaze suddenly hardening as he spoke in a low voice: "Today, it's time to expose your shamelessness and greed to the world..."

　I'm going to visit my mother-in-law and other relatives today, so I might not have time to write. I'll ask for leave tomorrow and try to get back to my study to work earlier.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)