Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 367 Ghostly Envoys
Who the hell is the target?
When the twenty-two living bronze puppets appeared around the battlefield, the reversal of the situation was already inevitable.

These three independent investigators, who were taking on private jobs, had originally planned their scheme very meticulously.

Effective arrangements were made regarding how to lock onto the target, how to intercept a high-speed train, how to form effective fire suppression, and even how to deal with situations where the other side has high-level security personnel escorting them along the way.

His greatest advantage was that he had carefully set up a huge area here. Even if the security personnel were two levels above him, how could they gain any advantage?
But to their utter surprise, the opponent's move was completely beyond their imagination.

The moment those twenty-two bronze armored statues appeared, the aura of destruction they exuded threw them into a panic.

Not every independent investigator possesses the extensive knowledge to identify every strange weapon, but one cannot be an independent investigator without a certain level of expertise. The three of them almost immediately determined that what appeared around them was a forbidden weapon.

It could even have reached a level that threatens an entire city!

I just don't understand, did we stir up a hornet's nest? How could so many of these terrifying things suddenly appear?
Twenty-two bodies? The fact that seven or eight bodies were found was enough to make them reconsider whether the job was worth it.

"Activate the field quickly!"

They reacted immediately, their mental forces intertwining as they quickly exchanged opinions.

Faced with this weapon, direct confrontation is absolutely out of the question.

Let alone whether we can win or not, even if we do win, what's the point of losing all our men for this one mission?
Accepting a job doesn't mean you have to suffer a huge loss before you regret it. Some jobs make it clear from the first encounter that you've kicked a hornet's nest.

The three of them roared simultaneously. One of them leaped into the air, lifted by an invisible force, and flew towards the center of the field. Another retreated, while the third quickly moved forward, a smile plastered on his face.
"Friends, we..."

"..."

This is preparation for negotiations. If the other party is willing, they can also remove the barrier and let them pass.

But Han Su didn't give them that chance at all. In the pitch-black night, he uttered a low, obscure incantation. The next moment, the twenty-two living bronze puppets opened their mouths at the same time and suddenly spat out patches of pale green copper rust.

Like a pervasive mist, it spread into this area from twenty-two directions simultaneously, invading and corroding everything in its path.

As the green mist filled the air, the bronze-armored statue strode into the battlefield, its massive hands outstretched, crushing all living things.

In this battlefield, there are both gigantic rock monsters and deep mutants covered in a thick layer of stone shells, with immense strength, charging around recklessly.

Furthermore, there were those lightly mutated troops who had been secretly mobilized. They moved with lightning speed and were armed with guns and cannons. They could be deployed to fight a war, but now, facing the twenty-two living bronze puppets, they had become mere targets.

Under the pervasive patina, each joint seemed rusted and immobile, helplessly watching as the copper hand came to squeeze it.

He struggled to turn the gun around, wanting to fight to the death, but the bullets were rusted and exploded one after another.

This is not a war at all; it is a closed-off massacre.

Damn it!

The three independent investigators were immediately alarmed, cursing inwardly as they were forced to respond.

The person who was trying to negotiate with Han Su immediately raised his hand high, and then his mental power surged through him and pressed down hard. Because his mental power was too strong, when his five fingers came into contact with the space, five faint ripples actually appeared.

At the same time, the incantation was uttered: "[I am the night itself!]"

The same zero-sequence ciphertext spell number 07 as Han Su.

However, Han Su's recitation of the incantation concealed himself and Chengji Gaolie within the darkness, while the independent investigator intended to use the incantation to search for Han Su from the night and launch a surprise attack and disruption.

At this point, he no longer hoped to surpass Han Su in the performance of the same incantation; he only hoped to be able to pinpoint Han Su's general location.

The independent investigator who had been flying backward immediately flashed away and rushed towards Black Cliff City.

They set up this field using forces borrowed from the Black Cliff City's physical defense line. He needed to reinforce the link hub to prevent the confrontation here from affecting the safety of the Black Cliff City's physical defense line.

The person lifted up by the invisible force and flying to the very center of the field loudly chanted esoteric incantations, fully activating the field power they had set up in this area, trying to expel the copper rust as much as possible while suppressing their will.

"Forcefully assault consciousness!"

When faced with an opponent who carries forbidden weapons and is clearly stronger than oneself, there is only one way to fight back.

That is to use the field you control to forcibly corrupt the other party's thinking.

Or it could interfere with their will and sever their control over forbidden weapons.

Of course, it only makes sense to do this before the other side kills all of your people or things.

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"I can only say that my growth during this period has been quite evident..."

In the darkness of night, Han Su sighed softly, "Even the methods used by independent investigators seem so clumsy to me?"

He slowly turned around, ignoring the independent investigator who was trying to find him.

Perhaps it was because he had the emperor's power, or perhaps his mental activity was far superior to his, but the effect of the same secret incantation he cast was on a completely different level from his own.

At this moment, he could clearly see that the other man was not far away, desperately activating the darkness and trying to use the fluctuations of the darkness to capture him, but he was all alone and had no contact with him at all. How could the other man have found him?

Under such isolation, one could hide not only with a high-speed train, but even an entire block.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the person in the very center of the field.

At this moment, one could feel invisible wills descending from all directions, like winding tentacles, trying to twist everyone's thoughts. It must be admitted that although the other party's thinking was clumsy, the solution they chose was not wrong.

This is indeed the only way that can threaten oneself.

This field is quite large. If they can pinpoint their location and concentrate all the field's power on themselves, they might actually be able to forcibly break the spell on the Living Bronze Puppet.

But right now, since he can't pinpoint his location in a short time, he can only spread his power evenly, which is too weak...

He raised his left hand and slowly clenched it, revealing a faint cross-shaped copper scar on the back of his hand.

The next moment, amidst the patina spewed out by the living bronze puppet, two breathtaking headlight beams suddenly shone, like two sharp swords, even piercing through the entire area.

The independent investigator who was using the darkness to locate Han Su suddenly felt the darkness around him suddenly fade away. In a panic, he turned around and was immediately burned by the intense headlights.

He was terrified. His spiritual energy dissipated, and he fell to the ground, only to see the light source rapidly approaching.

He only realized what it was when the behemoth rushed right up to him—it was a huge truck, over ten meters tall, crushing the collapsed body of a mountain beast, as if it had fallen from the sky and was hurtling towards him.

When the car was ten meters away, a deafening horn suddenly sounded, completely drowning out the sound of his incantation, and the menacing wheels crushed him completely.

"I fucking..."

In that instant, he felt utterly hopeless.

I was looking for that high-speed train, so why did this strange freight truck suddenly appear?

Moreover, as an independent investigator, he was already a big shot in his own right, high above others and in control of their fates.

No matter how much I thought about it, I never imagined that one day I would be run over by a truck and crushed into a pulp!

However, this death came so suddenly that so many words remained unspoken. "Huh?"

Even Han Su was clearly taken aback.

He looked at the ghost truck, feeling as if he had just met it.

How did this guy grow so big?

Moreover, both the headlights and the horn that pierced the entire battlefield were completely different from the ghost truck in his memory.

In terms of improvement, this truck is many times more powerful than when I first subdued it. It has become a product of a completely different level. Most importantly, judging from the truck's appearance, it seems to be a little confused itself.

"That's right..."

But after a moment of surprise, he immediately sensed a certain aura emanating from the truck and suddenly realized what was happening.

An image flashed through my mind.

That was in life timeline 04, where I summoned this truck to slaughter those immobile red-robed high priests, whose status and life level were terrifyingly high.

In the 01 life timeline, each of them would be a big shot that he couldn't afford to mess with now, but in that environment, the ghost truck had the opportunity to run them over at will.

Most importantly, the ghost truck has the ability to forcibly collect ghouls.

It absorbs and enslaves the spiritual remnants of those it kills, making them part of its own system.

Even in the 04th life timeline, during that massacre, the main sacrifices were mechanical fragments and the Book of the Emperor. The Ghost Truck only collected some scraps, but that was enough to cause the Ghost Truck to undergo such an earth-shattering transformation.

At this moment, Han Su could even clearly sense that the ghost truck was powerful, but it had not yet released its core power.

If it releases the vengeful spirits, that would be a truly jaw-dropping scene.

"receive!"

The moment the thought flashed through his mind, Han Su immediately flipped his left hand and subtly pressed it downwards.

Drawn by an unseen force, the ghost truck, which had just realized it seemed to have gained some kind of extraordinary ability and was about to rampage through the battlefield, felt an irresistible force approaching and had no choice but to disappear into the fog.

It was caught off guard and unwilling to give up, so it beeped, but it was forced to hide.

Han Su sighed and looked around at the vast darkness of the night. He had no choice but to do this, knowing that he would be observed by patrolling knights or guardians of the world on this trip.

How could those people not have known about me before inviting me? I knew some things couldn't be hidden, and I didn't intend to hide them, so I simply let them see.

However, it's best not to reveal unexpected gains like the Ghost Truck, which is also a powerful trump card!
"What happened? What exactly happened?"

The ghost truck appeared and disappeared on the battlefield at an alarming speed, but it suddenly took away an independent investigator, giving the other two a big fright.

At this moment, they were filled with bitter regret and fear. As independent investigators, even if they were to fight the Living Bronze Puppet, they should have been able to hold their own for a while. How could they have been killed instantly?

They were already ready to give up a thousand times, but Han Su had no desire to communicate with them and didn't want to waste any more time.

In the blink of an eye, three living bronze puppets crossed the battlefield and surrounded the independent investigator who was controlling the area. Sparks flew as the two sides clashed, but within a dozen seconds, he was pinned down by the living bronze puppets.

With a combined effort from three large, bronze hands, the man was torn to pieces with a hissing sound.

The third independent investigator was terrified by the scene. He screamed and, disregarding the comforting reality of the city, turned to run away.

But Han Su had already set his sights on him, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at his back. Then he raised his hand, making the shape of a pistol, and aimed at his back.

With this action, the suitcase began to ooze copper-colored blood.

"Bah!"

With a flick of his finger, the bronze-colored blood instantly transformed into a meteor-like bronze pellet, piercing through the air in a flash.

The independent investigator had barely taken a few steps when a large hole appeared in his head, and his body collapsed limply.

With the three instigators dealt with, Han Su finally withdrew his attention and began to sense the mysterious power permeating the battlefield. He then softly recited the Zero Sequence Cipher Spell No. 05, forcibly commanding the scattered mysterious power to attack him in a polluted form.

With the continuous flow of mysterious power, the depleted and empty parts of the four division levels of its own golden cells also began to be rapidly filled by the mysterious power.

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"So, is it a bronze inscription sequence?"

At the same time that Han Su was clearing the area, about ten kilometers away from him, someone was holding a small and strange monocular telescope, looking at the location of the battlefield in the distance.

His voice held a hint of shock: "In less than three minutes, he took care of three independent investigators and killed... This could be considered a massacre, killing all the mutated mountain people in the secret prison..."

"And the only method he publicly revealed, which we could easily detect, was the zero-sequence cipher spell..."

"So, this guy's trump card really is just the Bronze Script sequence?"

"..."

"That's the only explanation, although I also think he actually has more cards up his sleeve."

A woman beside him spoke in a low voice: "The Bronze Sequence is also the easiest to explain. After all, the Bronze Altar is in Qinggang, and the recent White Wax Mountain incident also gathered many Bronze believers. He has enough opportunities to obtain the high-end power of the Bronze Church."

"If we do that, then the only way to suppress him is to ask the Morgan family from the Western Continent to come over."

"After all, these living bronze puppets are works of art that the Morgan family displays in the manor, and it's time for them to take them back."

"..."

"The Morgan family would be very happy to be invited..."

The man holding the binoculars sighed softly and said, "After all, they have long regretted it. The descendants of the dukes of the four major central cities are now putting pressure on Zhen Dan City."

"Ten years ago, for the sake of the Divine Descent Plan, they were persuaded by the City of Aurora to lend out their authority and sacred relics. As a result, the Divine Descent Plan has been stalled for ten years, which has made them begin to suspect that the whole thing was a conspiracy by the City of Aurora."

"If we don't quickly show them some sincerity, Aurora City might even be besieged by them. Therefore, supporting the Morgan family in reclaiming the Bronze Script authority can be considered a friendly gesture to appease them..."

"..."

"Hehe, that's something for the elders to consider. Our task is very simple..."

The woman held a harpoon in her hand, which she had taken from the group of frogmen killed by Han Su. Through the residual spiritual power on the harpoon, she could feel the fear of the frogmen at that time, as well as the crushing power Han Su had shown them.

He chuckled softly and said, "With this young master's return, we can lend those assassins a hand and see just how capable this person who escaped from the Palace of Illusion really is!"

PS: I recommend a book called "Starting with Anatomical Ghost Stories".

In 2004, after his parents passed away, Shen Xing resigned from his forensic job in the provincial capital and returned to his hometown to take care of his half-sister.

But ever since Shen Xing found a piece of flesh and blood in an ordinary print, he knew that the world, like his spirit, was seriously ill.

(End of this chapter)