Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 389 Strategic Destructive Methods

Sometimes, the sense of terror people feel when faced with certain unusual situations deepens gradually, just like the Morgan family at this moment.

The old man was initially surprised when he saw the living bronze puppet change direction under Han Su's code.

It was as if I suddenly saw the sun rising from the west. I felt it was absurd and wondered if I had gotten the direction wrong or if I had seen some other strange phenomenon.

But then, even more thoughts came to mind, and my entire worldview and cognition began to collapse violently.

The sun rising in the west signifies a shift in all physical laws, a collapse of the world, and chaos in the universe, giving rise to doubt and ultimately, intense despair.

This shouldn't have happened!

"No one can change the underlying code of the Living Bronze Puppet!"

"In this world, apart from the recognized members of the Morgan family, no one else can activate the mechanical factor..."

"This is a unique authority within the Morgan family!"

"..."

In that instant, he would rather doubt whether this guy, who clearly had the features of someone from the Eastern Continent, was an illegitimate son of the Morgan family than admit to what he was seeing in his current state.

Accompanied by a powerful sense of fear, he suddenly disregarded everything and plunged from the top of the building. As he fell, the endless cables of the entire city danced in the air like a wave.

At the cable's head, endless arcs of electricity and lightning plasma coalesced, and, in perfect harmony, crashed down upon Han Su's head.

At this moment, he had already forgotten the order he had just given not to kill Han Su.

There was only one thought: to erase this mistake.

"It's really useful..."

At this moment, Han Su felt that as the secret incantation of the twenty-seven people was uttered, he not only regained control of the living bronze puppet, but also experienced an indescribable new feeling.

The city's cables, the three major metal pillars outside the city, and even the mechanical factors within each person's body all seemed to be yearning for a connection with their own spirit.

The change was so clear, yet he didn't understand why it happened.

Twenty-seven lives must be paid for with blood!
This is my own incantation, unrelated to any mystical sequence; it is simply woven by myself.

But why does this incantation resonate so strongly with something of a higher level?

On Life 04, Doctor Strange reminded himself of this spell. How did he know about these special things?
His mind raced, but he had no time to pay attention to the flustered old man. With a slight narrowing of his eyes, the living bronze puppets below immediately turned around.

A tremendous force slammed into the ground, and living bronze puppets sprang up from the ground, heading towards the old man who had been shot down from the air. Han Su himself seized the opportunity to rush into the Golden Water Manor, and his cross-shaped bronze hand suddenly stretched out to snatch the golden spear.

"Give me!"

At that same moment, a muffled voice rang out.

He is the commander of the 300th floor of the Traveling Knights.

His rank is guild leader, but because he leads an elite squad, he is called captain by his team members.

At this moment, he was sucking the blood of the second candidate from the Xu family of Lin Yuan, obtaining the bloodline traits of the Xu family members to ensure that he could obtain the qualification to wield the Golden Spear.

Under his deliberate arrangement, these high-ranking noble children, who should have been protected by the world's consciousness, have now become lambs to the slaughter.

Everything was clearly arranged, from isolating the city to the vampire's sacred artifact.

However, the situation took a dramatic turn after he had only absorbed the blood of two people. So he had no choice but to change his strategy, push aside his prey, and rush forward with his blood-red cloak, determined to get the golden spear ahead of time.

Upon hearing his instructions, the two team members who had simultaneously received the golden spears immediately turned around to throw them to him.

Unexpectedly, just as they raised their hands, an invisible force suddenly descended from the sky, its extremely sharp mental cutting reaching the two patrol knights and instantly sending them flying.

"Crackling..."

The mental dissection was so terrifying that, although it didn't kill the two men, it sliced ​​their flintlock pistols in two.

The small golden spear, or rather, the golden pen, floated up lightly before entering the hands of the captain of the 300th floor, reflecting an eerie light in the air and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

It was Ms. Shen who made the move!
Having created a temporary divine realm of consciousness, she simply raised her hand and sent the two patrolling knights flying, leaving the golden pen ownerless.

Not only that, but noticing the other patrolling knights rushing forward to snatch the golden pen, he swept his five fingers horizontally and then pressed down, as if playing a non-existent piano. The sharp mental impact instantly swept across the area.

These itinerant knights, who traversed the north and south of the continent, also let out muffled groans and had no choice but to temporarily take cover.

At the same time, he glared angrily in Ms. Shen's direction.

In terms of strength and life level alone, Ms. Shen is not superior, at most she can only match one or two patrol knights. However, she is good at mysterious knowledge and micro-management. With this incomplete version of the Divine Kingdom of Consciousness, she can easily suppress these patrol knights.

Be careful!

Logically speaking, with so many people under his command, some holding the gold pen and others guarding it, it's truly disappointing that a woman who was originally a prisoner was still stripped of control of the gold pen.

But the captain of the 300th floor frowned, but instead of reprimanding him, he whispered a reminder, while his figure flickered several times in an instant.

At this moment, not only his teammates, but also those in front of him, were attacked by a dense barrage of mental attacks, preventing him from getting close to the golden pen. However, by flashing his figure, he instantly dodged several attacks and arrived in front of the golden pen, raising his hand to grab it.

"All things respond to my will!"

"..."

As he raised his hand, he murmured the mantra aloud.

He was surrounded by boundless spiritual power, which distorted the space inch by inch. This was not only about grabbing the pen, but also about guarding against the spiritual divide between himself and Ms. Shen on the other side of the city.

In a sense, he was resisting the suppression of the Divine Kingdom of Consciousness, creating a field centered on himself within a three-meter radius around himself to ensure that the pen would fall into his hands.

"All things respond to my will!"

But at the same moment, Han Su had already arrived.

Ms. Shen originally intended to hand the gold pen to herself, but the captain of the 300th floor was too fast and managed to get ahead of her. Fortunately, Ms. Shen's suppression and influence gave her time to get closer to the pen.

He showed no mercy, reciting the zero-sequence cipher incantation as well, and forcefully seized it.

"Hey!"

With dense spiritual power gathering on his palms, he forcefully broke through the spiritual field surrounding the Three Hundred Towers.

The palm is approaching the gold pen.

"Ok?"

The captain of the 300th floor was clearly surprised that Han Su could get close to him without being thrown back, and he glanced at him coldly.

The two met for the first time, but he clearly already understood Han Su, and his mental thoughts instantly shot over:
"You're just a lowly intern, how dare you snatch something from me?"

"..."

"What intern?"

Han Su met his gaze, but immediately retorted sarcastically: "You are traitorous knights, and I am the temporary commander!"

"I am the legitimate party!"

"..."

Amidst laughter, a hand slashed straight in, grabbing the pen. At the same time, Ms. Shen waved her hand repeatedly, unleashing a barrage of spiritual shocks from the sky. Almost 70% of the power of the entire temporary consciousness kingdom was directed at Captain 300.

The mother and son had essentially joined forces to snatch something from the captain of the 300th floor, and had inadvertently helped Han Su gain an advantage.

"call……"

The captain of the 300th floor felt the pressure and a sense of annoyance crossed his mind: "The intelligence work is terrible..."

I received this secret mission very recently, and I only learned the details of the Divine Descent Plan a week ago. As for Ms. Shen from the Abyss Studio and this celebrity investigator, I only saw the mission information given to me by the Guardian.

He also realized the inaccuracy of this intelligence, so he not only went to the Abyss Studio and personally captured Ms. Shen, but also dispatched two team members, Wudu and Shen Qinghui, to conduct a comprehensive assessment of Han Su's strength.

After assessing the situation, he didn't hesitate to directly ask the Morgan family for help.

The purpose is simply to ensure the smooth execution of this plan.

To some extent, they've become so cautious that they're using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

Unexpectedly, everything changed in such an unpredictable way. The Morgan family, like a cannon, couldn't shoo down this little mosquito, while Ms. Shen, whom they thought had little strength, was able to quietly set up a consciousness kingdom in Lin Yuan City.

So the situation became frustrating and awkward. He didn't know who to blame.

Should I blame myself, underestimate people, or blame the old man who gave me the last-minute assignment for providing such inaccurate information?

But in any case, the mission must be completed!

As he thought about it, one pupil after another suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Like a nesting doll, the human eye has pupils. When one pupil dilates, another pupil appears inside. Then, when that pupil dilates again, yet another one appears inside, in a continuous cycle, making the two eyes seem endlessly deep.

The voice emanated from his chest, carrying a deep, resounding impact: "Infinite Magic Box!"

"Ok?"

The moment Han Su heard those words, he felt as if everything was fading away.

The golden pen in front of him, the captain of the 300th floor beside him, the shouting patrol knights behind him, and even the whole world seemed to suddenly accelerate away from him.

I felt myself getting further and further away from everything, and the space around me seemed to be folding up, sealing me into a box.

And this is just the beginning.

The box that had sealed itself off began to shrink drastically, only to be folded inside an even larger box.

Layer upon layer, endlessly.

The result is that I have become completely detached from everything and can no longer even feel the existence of this world.

He suddenly realized what he was facing.

Strategically lethal forbidden spell!
Miss Ai had already told me that my current level of the abyss was an illusion.

Not only are the data in various aspects still somewhat insufficient, but more importantly, there is a lack of strong means to support it.

They had previously stolen a flintlock pistol from Shen Qinghui, which made up for the shortcomings, but the flintlock pistol could only perform part of its function and was extremely inconvenient to use.

But at this moment, in close combat, I witnessed what a true strategic spell is!
The other party simply uttered four words and then sealed him off. During this time, he was powerless to resist and even felt that he could not understand it. This method was close to the power of a god. Without a doubt, it belonged to the strength of a high-ranking member of the Traveling Knights.

"How can we fight like this? This..."

It can be said that Han Su, in any other period, would have been helpless against this move.

Even if he still has mechanical fragments that can turn the tide, the mechanical fragments won't be able to take effect so quickly.

But it just so happens to be now.

Han Su, who had just recited the "Twenty-Seven Lives" incantation, still felt the echoes of the city resonating in his mind.

At this moment, as he was about to be sealed off layer by layer, he followed his instincts, immediately activating his full mental power and using all his strength to recite the incantation:
"Twenty-seven lives, all must be paid for with blood!"

"..."

"Buzz!"

If Han Su's recitation of this incantation when facing the Morgan family was merely an activation of something, a greeting to the world, then his recitation of this incantation now is as if he has finally activated a hidden power in all its aspects.

Not only were all the living bronze puppets adorned with eerie and dazzling rubies at both ends of their snake heads.

More importantly, it's outside the city.

The three massive metal pillars simultaneously experienced an electrical overload, causing all the lights in the city's buildings and the machinery to shut down in less than a second.

All the electricity and energy converged on the three metal pillars at a speed that defied the laws of physics, and simultaneously released three dazzling plasma cables that stretched across the sky above the city.

At the point of intersection, the powerful energy nearly shattered space itself, forming a faint black hole, before it fell.

An indescribable, powerful force descended from the sky, striking directly at the captain of the 300th floor opposite Han Su.

Everything was so perfect, as if it had been meticulously woven together.

Han Su lacked strategic weapons and means, but when the time came to use them, this weapon was already prepared for him.

These three metal pillars were clearly created by the Morgan family to cooperate with the traveling knights and to isolate the city from the outside world, so as to prevent the resistance and backlash from the World Priority when the captain of the 300th Tower committed murder.

However, under the influence of some mysterious force, these three metal pillars now provide Han Su, who is currently in Lin Yuan City, with the support to launch a counterattack.

"This is fucking..."

Faced with the insane force descending from the sky, even the captain on the third floor had to raise his head.

A light as bright as the sun illuminated his face, revealing his frustration and helplessness.

The intelligence report didn't mention that this lowly celebrity investigator had such abilities...

How should such a task be carried out?

Even though he was extremely agitated, he dared not let the power fall on him. He couldn't even consider dodging, because his teammates and the mission target were all within the attack range.

Therefore, he could only sigh helplessly, and then suddenly stopped, transferring the mysterious power he had released towards Han Su to mid-air, where endless space folded and met the mid-air.

Chi la la!
The sound of space being torn apart came in layers.

The beam of light, which was so dense it was impossible to look directly at, was folded and sealed by layers of space as it fell. Each time a layer was sealed, the power would break through it, but then the next layer would appear, as if lengthening the distance the beam of light had to travel to reach the ground.

In this process, the folding force finally accelerated, and began to wrap the pillar of light layer by layer.

When the package reached about four or five layers, the beam of light disappeared, and it seemed as if nothing had ever appeared in the air.

The team leader of the 300th floor, who had accomplished this, was covered in sweat and his face was deathly pale.

"Oh!"

But at the same moment, Han Su finally did his best to break the mysterious spell that Sanbailou had placed on him, and broke out of that spatial isolation. When he looked up, he saw Sanbailou's pale face and knew that he was almost the same.

The three-hundred-story building, having exhausted all its resources to withstand the attack from the metal pillars, broke through the barrier itself, fighting with all its might.

The two of them, facing each other, both felt utterly powerless.

The golden pen, still reeling from the ripples of spiritual energy, had not yet landed.

In that instant, as their eyes met, they made a decision simultaneously. Suddenly, Sanbailou let out a muffled shout, drawing upon a sliver of his remaining mental energy, and tried to grab the pen.

After all, his true level is here, and his control over mental power is far more exquisite than Han Su's. This last bit of remaining strength is his advantage.

Han Su gritted his teeth slightly and suddenly stepped forward.

"Kick!"

A dark, blurry object popped out of the black briefcase, which he casually picked up and shoved forward.

"Sizzle..."

The investigator's stun gun unleashed its most powerful current, causing the 300-story team leader's hair to stand on end.

The last bit of mental power that was controlling it suddenly dissipated, the golden pen fell, and then Han Su swung his briefcase and slapped it, sending it flying to the side. Judging from the landing point, the person who was facing the trajectory of the pen was none other than Xu Qiao, a candidate from Lin Yuan City.

"quick……"

The old man from Jinshui Manor was incredibly excited and shouted, "Grab it!"

"Go into the manor's secret room..."

"..."

Candidate Xu Qiao stared blankly at the golden fountain pen, something she had always dreamed of.

It looked like it could be reached out and grabbed.

However, his gaze passed over the golden pen and landed on the faces of Han Su and Sanbailou over there. He also saw further away, where the patrolling knights were doing their best to spur their Nightmare Horses toward the pen.

Without a doubt, grabbing the pen meant becoming their target. The violent force that had just descended from the sky, the frenzied scene, was still deeply etched in his mind.

An invisible panic gripped his heart, and he instinctively flinched and stepped aside.

"Huh?"

Behind Xu Qiao, Xu Ji, who was hiding in a corner and hadn't reacted yet, stared blankly at the pen that had fallen into his arms.

(End of this chapter)