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Chapter 138 Prosperity, Doomsday. In the blink of an eye! (55 chapters out of 2 words, please vote!)

Half past five in the afternoon.

After Fang Qingyu broke through, he rested for a while and then brought Jiang Wei to continue his duties at the Divine Management Bureau.

At the entrance, the "human-shaped shallow pit" left by Ying Yufan and Leng Hui has been urgently repaired, but a trace of lingering malevolent energy still seems to permeate the air.

The goalkeepers, seeing Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, looked at them with awe and silently made way for them.

The atmosphere in the 28th-floor lounge area remained solemn yet orderly.

The main force of the force field hasn't come out yet, and they are currently bearing all the pressure from the external forces.

Twelve hours of high-intensity duty and combat.

Even the most resilient person can't withstand it for long.

Qin Hui, Lao Qiao, and the others sat in a corner, silently checking the equipment. Even Qi Hao's signature playful expression had become much more subdued, leaving only dark circles under his eyes and a calm demeanor.

When they saw Fang Qingyu enter, they nodded slightly in acknowledgment, their eyes filled with a tacit understanding forged through blood and fire.

Duan Ling was leaning over the makeshift command platform, rapidly issuing instructions while looking at the map. The dark circles under her eyes had deepened, but her gaze was like a quenched knife, cold and focused.

Seeing Fang Qingyu enter, he merely nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on him for a moment.

He then quickly said, "Qingzi, you take charge of the mobile patrols from the East Third District to the North Fifth District, focusing on clearing away any residual and newly generated fluctuations in the areas cleaned up yesterday."

"Understood." Fang Qingyu nodded, without saying anything more, and turned to leave with Jiang Wei.

Duan Ling doesn't need comforting; the mission itself is her best support.

The SUV drove into the street bathed in the red glow of the setting sun.

The pedestrians on the city streets remained unchanged; they were unaware of what had recently happened and were still discussing entertainment news or celebrity gossip.

Jiang Wei leaned against the car window, her small face bathed in warm light, quietly watching this city that appeared prosperous on the surface but was secretly scarred.

Fang Qingyu sat beside him, his mind calm.

Look at the martial artist's progress on the chart.
【Occupation: Warrior (★) Lv.1 (193/200)】

Soon, soon.

It will probably happen either tomorrow or the day after.

Then one can break through to the Microscopic level of martial arts.

Although it was only a small leap, the increase in strength was obvious just by looking at the other microscopic level beings.

Soon, the vehicle's computer issued a notification sound, and the first task coordinates lit up.

Qin Hui immediately stepped on the gas, and the SUV nimbly turned into the narrow alley.

Fang Qingyu pushed open the door and got out of the car, activating the force field.

Deep in the alley, several “Nightmare Bats”, resembling giant bats with rotting phosphorescent wings, hang upside down on an abandoned billboard, emitting silent hisses.

“A monstrous offspring, a small-scale gregarious species.” Fang Qingyu’s eyes turned cold.

The dark black energy instantly covered his entire body, with golden patterns flowing around him, making him look as if he were wearing a flowing dark gold armor.

With a light tap of his toes, his figure transformed into a blurry stream of dark golden light.

puff!puff!puff!
The Dragon Sparrow Slash was not even fully drawn; it merely carried a heavy and domineering dark energy within its sheath, striking precisely like several heavy battering rams!

Before the Nightmare Bats could even scream, they were blasted apart in mid-air by an overwhelming force, turning into foul-smelling blood and bone fragments that scattered everywhere!

The whole process was as fast as lightning, clean and efficient, so fast that even the dust in the alley seemed to be left untouched.

Jiang Wei didn't even get out of the car.

Sitting in the car, watching Fang Qingyu's fluid movements and the unprecedented Xuanjin energy he possessed, her small mouth opened slightly again, and she muttered softly, "Even more monstrous."

Fang Qingyu shook off the non-existent grime from the scabbard and opened the car door to get back in.

Zizzi——!
The car radio suddenly emitted a piercing electrical noise without warning!

Immediately afterwards, Director Wu Yu's urgent, almost raspy voice abruptly shattered the calm, against the backdrop of piercing alarm blares and chaotic shouts:

"Urgent Notice! All mobile units! All mobile units! Highest priority!!"

"West of the city! Outside the massive force field! The third reconnaissance team, codenamed 'Beacon Fire,' has lost contact! Last transmitted coordinates: 3 kilometers east of the abandoned shipyard C7 in the old port area! Before the signal disappeared, they reported encountering a high-intensity attack from an unidentified creature! Repeat, 'Beacon Fire' team! They are the key force for penetrating deep into the force field to investigate the core intelligence of the Fate Demon! Requesting immediate support from nearby powerful units! At all costs!!"

"war!?"

Fang Qingyu's eyes suddenly sharpened like a knife! His movement of pulling the car door froze instantly.

Even those who had never entered the force field before had heard of this team.

Aside from Lin Kang being the one who activated the force field, the Beacon Fire Squad was personally assigned by Wu Yu and was the first elite squad to delve deep into the interior of the super-large force field to investigate the core life ghost's intelligence!

The radio suddenly fell silent, with only suffocating static.

"Received. Third Squadron of the Dragon Ridge Battalion, Fang Qingyu's team, proceed immediately!" Without any hesitation, Fang Qingyu settled into his seat and closed the door. "Brother Qin, Old Port District in the west of the city! Full speed ahead!"

"Understood!" Qin Hui's expression hardened, and he instantly floored the accelerator!
The off-road vehicle's engine roared like a beast, and the vehicle suddenly lurched forward, like a black arrow released from a bow, tearing through the twilight and speeding towards the old port area in the west of the city!

The last rays of the setting sun were left behind by the car.

The sky ahead was completely shrouded by a massive, transparent energy barrier that covered half the city, like an entrance to hell.

The closer you get to the west side of the city, the more vehicles and pedestrians appear on the road.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the city in a warm golden-red hue. The shops on both sides of the street were brightly lit, and the crowds of people leaving get off work were bustling about, with the faint sound of children's laughter audible.

The massive force field dome hangs in the distance like a hideous scar on the sky, but the lives of ordinary people are not disrupted at all, carrying a fragile yet resilient sense of everyday life.

The efforts of the Sanctuary Authority have at least maintained a semblance of peace in this half of the city.

The off-road vehicle eventually stopped beside a relatively wide main road at the edge of the force field.

The area has been temporarily controlled by the Bureau of Public Security, with police tape set up and several large white inflatable tents erected as temporary command and rest points. "Let's go."

Fang Qingyu got out of the car calmly.

Step into the shed set up by the staff.

The staff member looked on in surprise and asked, "Which team are you from?"

"Dragon Ridge Battalion, Third Squad, is now carrying out the rescue operation for Beacon Fire."

Fang Qingyu said it casually.

Before he finished speaking, he had already reached out and placed his hand on the barrier of the super-large force field.

Om-!
A deep and resonant hum instantly spread out!
An invisible spatial fluctuation rippled violently like water, and a circular entrance that could just accommodate six people and distorted light instantly formed in front of them!

Without hesitation, Fang Qingyu stepped inside!
Following closely behind were Qin Hui, Lao Qiao, Qi Hao, and Lü Chen, with Jiang Wei's small figure at the very end.

Just as their six figures completely disappeared into the twisted entrance.

It was as if the whole world had been forcibly torn apart and turned upside down!

The warm glow of the setting sun, the hustle and bustle of the streets, the noise of the crowd, the honking of cars—all the sounds and sights of the "normal" world were wiped away in an instant, as if by an invisible giant hand!

Instead, there was only deathly silence!

A suffocating, heavy silence!

Immediately afterwards, a stench, a mixture of heavy blood, burnt metal, rusted metal, rotting organic matter, and some indescribable smell of sulfur and ozone, slammed into their mouths and noses like a solid fist! It was so strong that it almost made them vomit!
The visual experience has also undergone a dramatic transformation!
What lay before me was no longer a peaceful street bathed in the setting sun, but a desolate, ruined wasteland!
The setting sun still hung in the west, but its light seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of gray, presenting a murky, dying dark red.

The light fell weakly, illuminating only the devastation before it.

The ground beneath their feet was no longer flat, but a thick layer of ruins mixed with building fragments, twisted metal, charred mud, and some kind of dark purple viscous substance.

Stepping on it produces a teeth-grinding "crunch," and every step could lead to falling into unknown potholes.

As far as the eye could see, there were only broken walls and ruins.

The once towering office buildings now resemble those devoured by a giant beast, with only their twisted steel skeletons piercing the dim sky.

The shattered glass curtain wall hung there, reflecting the murky sunset, like huge, blood-oozing eyes.

The streets had vanished without a trace, completely blocked by collapsed walls, overturned vehicle wreckage, and mountains of rubble. The air was thick with the pungent smell of burning, the overwhelming stench of blood, and an indescribable stench that seemed to emanate from rotting, burned entrails.

In the distance, a huge shadowy area resembled a crouching behemoth. It was a group of buildings that had not been completely destroyed, but most of the windows were broken and dark, like countless gaping mouths, with eerie lights or moving shadows occasionally flashing inside.

Dead silence! Utter dead silence!

There was no wind, no birdsong, no city noise.

The only sounds were the faint thud of footsteps on the ruins, and countless rustling, low growls, and bone-grinding noises that sent chills down your spine, emanating from the depths of the ruins, the shadowy corners, and the interiors of the twisted buildings!
This is the inner world isolated by a super-large force field!

Half of Qingjian City was completely ravaged by the Ghost of Fate in just a few days, turning into a ruined inferno!

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a dark, despairing gold over the ruins, bringing no warmth but instead highlighting the deathly stillness and desolation, creating an ironic, apocalyptic beauty.

Prosperity and doomsday.
In an instant!!

"hiss"

Qi Hao gasped, gripping his weapon tightly until his knuckles turned white. The scene before him was far more impactful than any information or imagination.

Qin Hui and Lao Qiao's eyes became extremely serious. They quickly stood back to back, cautiously scanning the surrounding ruins. Experience told them that danger was lurking everywhere in this environment.

Even Jiang Wei wrinkled her little nose and waved her little hand in front of it.

Fang Qingyu's cold gaze swept over the hellish scene. His voice rang out in the deathly silence, deep and clear, like a stone thrown into a stagnant pool, instantly dispelling the oppressive feeling brought by the new environment.

"The last coordinates of the beacon fire are three kilometers east of C7 shipyard."

The dragon and tiger energy flowed silently across its jet-black body, with subtle golden patterns appearing and disappearing in the dim light. It exuded a heavy, mountain-like, and domineering, thunder-like pressure, providing the team members with the most solid psychological anchor.

"Brother Qin, Old Qiao, keep watch on both flanks. Qi Hao, Lü Chen, watch your step and the building debris above. Jiang Wei, provide support from the center."

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison, quickly entering battle mode.

Qin Hui and Lao Qiao stood like two moving walls, flanking Fang Qingyu, their sharp eyes scanning the towering shadows of the ruins on either side.

Qi Hao and Lü Chen gripped their weapons tightly, their breathing slightly rapid but their eyes resolute.

Jiang Wei was shielded in the middle, her small nose slightly wrinkled, as if trying to detect the subtle danger in the air.

Like ants scurrying through the intestines of a giant beast, the squad advanced rapidly toward their target coordinates along a barely discernible path of rubble that had once been the main road.

However, just a few hundred meters behind them...

In a corner of a half-collapsed office building, hidden by heavy shadows and broken concrete.

Four figures, like predators lurking in the shadows, lay in wait.

They exuded a faint, mixed smell of blood and some indescribable fishy odor, but apart from that, they looked no different from ordinary people.

Aside from the horrifying parts of their bodies forcibly fused with the materials of the dead.

"Boss, another group of suicide squads is here." A modified warrior whose arm had mutated into a pale white bone blade gleamed with greedy red light as he locked onto the entrance where Fang Qingyu's team had disappeared. "Judging by their equipment, they're from the Bureau of Justice. They've definitely got a lot of money on them."

The man known as "the leader" had a thick, bony tail, covered with a pale white, heavy bone plate and ending with a menacing barb, extending from his coccyx and swaying silently like a scorpion's tail.

His cold eyes swept over the spot where Fang Qingyu's team had last disappeared: "A six-person team, standard configuration. One Breaking Mortal, four Martial Apprentices, huh? And a little girl who's just a burden?" His gaze paused for a moment at the spot where Jiang Wei's small figure had vanished, his voice carrying a hint of contemptuous mockery, "Heh, bringing a child-like cultist into a place like this? They're really asking for trouble. A standard team of easy prey, probably some nepotism hire shoved in to gain prestige."

"That little girl has such delicate skin, hehe," another modified martial artist with a dozen bone spurs protruding from his shoulder blade let out a low, eerie laugh.

"Shut up, vulture," the scorpion-tailed leader interrupted coldly. "A fat sheep is a fat sheep, but let's finish this quickly. Same old rules: use Bone Spikes to take care of the back row, grab the supplies, and leave. You're in charge of keeping that 'Venomous Fang' of the Broken One occupied."

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