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Chapter 108 A Demonic Creature! The Navel of the Abyss! (1.5 words, 45 chapters)

"Jiang Shang is only thirteenth?"

This was the second time Fang Qingyu had heard this name.

I first saw it in the records of the gods.

Jiang Shang personally severed the Jianmu Divine Ladder, making it difficult for the gods to descend again.

The book's evaluation of him reads as follows.

The other party is one of the greatest contributors in human history.

I never expected that such a bugged martial arts wall would be left behind in the human world.

You could say that even a fool could sneak in and learn a couple of tricks.

"Yes, everyone in front of you is a familiar name. You can look it up and you'll see."

Lin Kang handed the agreement to the staff member next to him and started walking out with Fang Qingyu.

The whole process is simple and crude.

Although an agreement had to be signed, there weren't any of the checks and interrogations I had imagined.

This actually made the privileged experience quite good.

After sending Fang Qingyu back to the Bureau of Justice and contacting Duan Ling, Lin Kang disappeared again in a hurry.

Go back to dorms.

Qu Zhe finally stopped following them.

A lot has happened these past few days.

Fang Qingyu sat on the bed and sorted out his various sources of income.

Hunt down the Fate Demons. The rewards, both in terms of skill points and the complete collection of illustrations, are very generous.

As for the bounty hunters from the Chamber of Commerce, it's best to use all the bounty points they collect to exchange for cultivation resources for the followers of the God.

Additionally, you can also gain skill points if you manage to catch members of the Pantheon or the heretics.

However, the initial part-time jobs have fallen behind schedule.

The bodyguard's progress has been stuck for a long time.

There were no other new professions.

Moreover, so far, I have only found a way to advance to the next level as a Candle Bearer.

That means hunting down gods in their incarnations or their true forms?
After all, one loses their original essence when they are born into this world.

There's no reason why the real body shouldn't fall.

The martial artist is the first primary profession.

We haven't yet touched on advanced methods or materials.

Maybe.

They might be hidden among other professions.

In any case, the shifts for hunting ghosts are fixed, while the shifts for bounty hunters and hunting cultists are quite unpredictable.

It's uncertain when we'll find clues to the bounty mission or when we'll find the heretics.

Both of these are highly unstable sources of income.

I guess I still need to find a new job to grind.
confirm.

Fang Qingyu stopped worrying about it.

Open the graph.

I currently have 3 skill points remaining.

The loot dropped by the three members of the Pantheon that were hunted down last night.

Before Fang Qingyu could even use it after returning, Qu Zhe came knocking on his door.

Put two skill points into the Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture.

The dark red tribulation fire that had been dormant in his dantian suddenly exploded.

It was like ten thousand fiery pythons surging along the meridians.

The bones creaked under the strain, lava-like cracks appeared on the skin, and every vein glowed with a chilling red light.

"Crack!"

The right arm burst open first, but what gushed out was not fresh blood.

Crimson-gold flames, carrying vaporized blood droplets, swirled around him.

The sweat that seeped out of the pores evaporated instantly, turning into wisps of white vapor that swirled around the body and scorched countless black holes in the ground.

Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's cry erupted from his spine.

The originally dark red calamity fire turned blazing white, rushing straight up the Governing Vessel to the crown of the head.

Fang Qingyu spewed three-foot-long streams of flame from his seven orifices, his face appearing and disappearing intermittently in the flickering firelight.

At this moment, the meridians in his body had completely turned into a furnace.

Blood transformed into calamity fire.

He is frantically tempering himself.

As the last wisp of fire receded back into the body.

Fang Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, with a few sparks still remaining in them.

Chi Ming turned.

Blood Burning Skills at a Minor Level!

the next day.

28th floor of the Divine Administration Bureau, Dragon Spine Camp, Third Squad.

The team members reunited after a long time.

"Welcome! Hooray! ~"

Duan Ling took the lead in setting off fireworks.

Colorful flowers rained down on everyone's heads from the sky, creating a festive atmosphere for a moment.

Fang Qingyu walked over.

I formally introduced myself to each team member and their past.

"Now that the third squad has joined, we're brothers from now on. Just let us know if you need anything."

Everyone displayed even greater enthusiasm than when they first met.

“In the past, people would often join other teams during their training period, so usually during the training period, we would just say hello, please don’t mind.”

Li Hu, the most burly member of the team, smiled and added an explanation.

"understand."

Fang Qingyu was stunned. Was that really the case?

It seems no one has approached him about switching jobs.
But he still smiled and nodded.

"With you here, I'm no longer the youngest in the team."

Last but not least, Wei Duo, the shortest in the group, smiled and reached out her hand to Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu looked at the other person's loli face
I'm a little skeptical of what the other person is saying.

"Senior Sister Wei."

However, Fang Qingyu still called out.

Because the other party was also a graduate of Chenfeng Martial Arts School.

Lin Kang brought me here.

"Alright, alright, how about I assign Qingzi to my place? I'm afraid Qu Zhe will lead him astray."

Wei Duo chuckled upon hearing this, then turned to Duan Ling to protest.

"Um!?"

Qu Zhe, who had finally managed to avoid causing trouble, was getting a little unhappy.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything.

Duan Ling slapped him, interrupting his spellcasting, and looked at Fang Qingyu.

"Team Leader Lin said you'll be on Qu Zhe's team for now. Do you have any questions?"

"temporarily unavailable."

Fang Qingyu was completely unaware of the current procedures and needed to go through the process with Qu Zhe to understand it.

"That's settled then, let's call it a day."

Currently, there are more than thirty people gathered in the entire leisure area.

They were all red-named martial artists. Fang Qingyu had seen this in the data.

The Dragon Spine Battalion's position within the Bureau of Divine Religion is that of an assault force with martial artists as its backbone.

There are also mixed tactical groups that coordinate operations across different sequences, and the Flame Weavers composed of various elemental god cultists, etc.

The one that left the deepest impression on me was...

A devastating strike squadron targeting high-risk ghosts.

Burial of Stars.

Every city has one.

But usually there are only a dozen or so people, and sometimes there are only a few.

This unit typically doesn't take action.

Once action is taken, it means the city is about to face a life-or-death crisis.

"Let's go play some games!"

After Qu Zhe disbanded, he immediately pulled Fang Qingyu to the PS5.

"You should know how to play, right?"

However, Qu Zhe suddenly remembered Fang Qingyu's background.

Fang Qingyu smiled but remained silent.

not for a while
The classic King of Fighters '97 game features a KO on screen again!

Qu Zhe stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth, and slowly ran his hands down his hair, his face full of disbelief.

"How about we stop playing?"

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu offered a suggestion.

Qu Zhe found it hard to accept.

"Change it!!"

But before he could finish speaking, he and Fang Qingyu suddenly heard the urgent voices of the staff in their earpieces.

"At No. 132 Fengshui Road, Dongcheng District, the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, go through the main entrance, and 50 meters south of the pool, you'll find a fluctuation of a 'fetal-level' life force! Repeating this."

"go!"

Qu Zhe's expression immediately changed. He put away his joking and laughing face, got up, and led the way to the elevator room where the mission would take place.

Fang Qingyu followed closely behind.

At the same time, Qu Zhe sent messages to his reserve members.

Unless it's a major mission.

Otherwise, each member of the team would lead their own group to carry out the mission.

Get into the elevator.

Qu Zhe pressed the button below.

The next second, the elevator plummeted.

this speed
If an ordinary person came, they'd probably fly away.

Fang Qingyu slightly bent his knees to dissipate the momentum.

The sudden stop of the elevator car was so violent that it made your teeth ache.

Wait for the door to open.

Qu Zhe drove straight towards a black SUV.

The two quickly got into the car.

Qu Zhe only gave one instruction, and the next second the SUV roared off.

"Hold on tight, missions here are quite different from what you've done before."

The SUV roared out of another secluded private garage.

Wait until it appears again.

The location of the maternal and child health hospital is now less than a kilometer away.

Qu Zhe completely disregarded the fact that he was speeding.

All the lights we encountered along the way were green.

crunch--

The sound of tires screeching violently echoed at the entrance of the health center.

From the departure of the Sanctuary Bureau to the arrival at the mission location.

It took less than a full minute.
3 minutes!?
This is faster than when we were guarding outside.

And this moment.

A group of security guards are already evacuating the people from the health center.

"You don't use weapons?"

Qu Zhe carried the box and walked quickly forward. Only then did he have time to glance at Fang Qingyu, and suddenly he was stunned.

"I brought it."

"Don't panic when you see the Ghost of Fate."

Upon arriving at the designated location, Qu Zhe thought for a moment and then gave a final word of advice.

In terms of combat strength...

Fang Qingyu might not be much worse than himself.

My only concern is my mental state, because it's all too common for panic to lead to all sorts of trouble.

"clear."

Seeing Fang Qingyu's calm expression, Qu Zhe did not hesitate any longer.

He threw the 'coffin' at his feet.

An invisible, ethereal light rippled out beneath their feet, quickly enveloping the surroundings.

range
It's much bigger than the one Fang Qingyu used before.

“The life force of a monstrous fetus is extremely tenacious. It is impossible to kill it with a single blow like before. Therefore, you must leave yourself a way out when you attack.”

"Destiny can make many mistakes, but we cannot afford to make even one!"

In the deserted area, a silent atmosphere gradually enveloped the two of them. Qu Zhe took out a large knife from the box, slung it over his shoulder, and spoke in a calm voice.

At this moment, Qu Zhe finally showed a hint of what a formal combatant of the Divine Management Bureau and an extraordinary martial artist should look like.

Fang Qingyu nodded silently; he had seen these documents in the materials.

What he's looking forward to now is...
What kind of pressure could a monstrous, cursed being possibly bring to me?

My mood gradually improved again.

Before long, the reserve members outside took their positions.

Suddenly, a purplish-black gash appeared in the void before them.

A fishy, ​​yellowish sap seeped from the marble floor, and the roses blooming in the green belt withered instantly, turning into charred remains.

A kind of viscous swallowing sound surged from the void.

It looked as if a million tongues were licking some kind of food.

"Back off!"

Qu Zhe roared and swung his sword at the air.

The blade struck a cyst that appeared out of nowhere.

The clump of rotting flesh, covered with stretch marks-like folds, was visibly expanding into a three-meter-high ball of flesh.

The blade made a shrill sound like a baby crying as it cut in.

The splattered pus corroded the stone bench, creating honeycomb-like holes.

The ground began to melt.

Asphalt and cement mixed together to form a swamp-like quagmire.

A giant umbilical cord shot into the sky from the center of the vortex.

The main body is a deformed body pieced together from some kind of floating corpse and building debris, with its abdomen swollen like a rotten cyst and its surface covered with bluish-black blood vessel patterns.

The umbilical cord descended from the ruptured abdominal cavity.

At the end grows three fleshy tumors covered with sharp teeth.

Three heads.

They all have the same blacklist above them.

"The navel of a pustule!"
(End of this chapter)