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Chapter 80 The Descent of a God!?
on the street.

Raindrops transformed into countless silver threads that fell to the ground, and the flooded streets formed an inverted metal forest, with each window shimmering with an electronic seaweed-like glow.

The car slowly drove towards its destination under the cover of night.

Fang Qingyu and the other two sat in the back row, all looking at the screen with serious expressions.

Mission ID: TX-1076
Operational Area: C7 Zone of the Old Town Underground Drainage Network

Objective: Identify and eliminate the heretics (estimated 2-3 people).
Enemy intelligence: Suspected 2 Level II cultists and 1 Level III cultist.

This information.

This refers to the number of skills a follower has learned.

The targets this time are all heretical cultists who have not yet fully entered the realm of the extraordinary.

Besides the taskbar.

A map is also attached below.

The areas marked with blue dotted lines are safe roads, while the red lines indicate areas where believers have recently been active.

This means they are practically under complete surveillance.

The three quickly transferred the map to their respective tactical watches.

Waiting to execute the task.

There was silence for a while.

Wu Yan suddenly spoke up.

Have you ever killed anyone?

Fang Qingyu thought for a moment and then shook his head.

Even after so many life-or-death battles, he has never actually killed a real person.

The martial arts practitioner who drove up to me last time to fight me.

He also died inside the belly of the umbilical demon.

It wasn't done by myself.

"Cultists of other gods are not human."

Qin Qi, standing to the side, spoke coldly.

Before the two could ask anything...

She continued talking to herself.

“You have not seen what the banquet ceremony is like with your own eyes. If you had seen it, you would not have known.”

"They wouldn't even consider them human."

Fang Qingyu could only silently agree with this.

Some images.

The few sentences in the document simply cannot convey the full picture.

And speaking of heretics.

I seem to be one of them.
However, he awakened the talent of "Holding the Candle Without Immaculate".

There is no need to hold a banquet.

"I agree with that."

Wu Yan smiled helplessly and raised his hand.

"However, what I want to say is that heretics are different from ghosts."

"We don't communicate anything when we fight with the Fates."

"It's either them dying, or us living."

"But the heretics are ultimately humans who have transformed; when they are cornered, they will fight desperately, beg for mercy, and try to escape."

"clear."

Fang Qingyu nodded softly.

This is something we really need to be prepared for.

Let's change our strategy.

only.
Are we all heading to the same place this time?

Fang Qingyu looked out the window at the vehicles that passed them and felt they looked somewhat familiar.

"Hehe, you guys don't know this, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yan quietly leaned closer and whispered.

The two of them looked at him together.

Wu Yan always had more information than others.

"Aren't you curious why it's been raining for so long and it just won't stop?"

"It's just the weather, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Qin Qi frowned as she listened.

"wrong."

"This is actually a kind of phenomenon."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yan immediately retorted with a serious expression.

"What strange phenomenon?"

Fang Qingyu asked curiously.

"A sign of divine intervention!!"

The driver in front was like a deaf person, ignoring everything and only caring about driving.

Completely oblivious to the shocked expressions on Fang Qingyu and Qin Qi's faces.

Fang Qingyu considered his words carefully and asked again, "You mean, a god has descended!?"

"Correct."

"But I don't know who the god is. I only know that we're going to close the net tonight, but we're short-handed, so we've sent even us greenhorns."

Wu Yan rested his hands behind his head, as if releasing something he had been holding back for a long time, his expression one of indescribable comfort.

Fang Qingyu took a long time to calm down after hearing this.
Then, puzzled, he asked, "How do you know such a secret thing?"

This kind of intelligence was definitely not something that these reservists, assigned to a corner, could possibly know. Upon hearing this...

Wu Yan was stunned and immediately sat up straight.

"Good grief, you really didn't investigate me at all!?"

Why would I investigate you?

Fang Qingyu was speechless.

Qin Qi, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and explained while holding her forehead, "Wu Yu is his father."

"The director of the Sanctuary Bureau is your father!?"

Fang Qingyu was taken aback and repeated.

"hehe."

"You should be the last person in our special training class to know about this."

Wu Yan looked utterly dejected.

"No wonder you know so much."

Fang Qingyu finally realized what was going on.

Like the information about Tong Ran before, and the slightest signs of progress made by others.

Wu Yan's lips twitched as he listened.

I almost became depressed.

Fortunately, the car slowly came to a stop at this point.

"Ahem, let's go, let's carry out the mission."

Fang Qingyu led the way, taking the equipment and getting off the vehicle.

Apart from their respective weapons.

There's also a really cool set of equipment.

A deep black trench coat and a gas helmet with night vision capabilities.

The three quickly changed.

They weren't the only ones around here.

A group of staff from the Sanctuary Bureau had already made arrangements here.

The three had just changed their gear.

A group of people immediately rushed out and began to surround the area, setting up a cordon.

"Let's go."

After inspecting the equipment, Fang Qingyu led the way to the manhole cover at the entrance.

The sound of raindrops hitting the gas mask was particularly crisp.

The moment the manhole cover was lifted, a sour, musty smell mixed with the fishy odor of rainwater rushed into my face mask.

Qin Qi pulled out a glow stick from his tactical bag and lit it up; the pale green glow seeped down the well wall.

Fang Qingyu gripped the cold horizontal bar and began to climb down.

Wu Yan was the last to enter the shaft.

After starting the descent.

The three of them then fell silent.

Unless necessary communication.

Otherwise, during the mission, you need to remain quiet and observe your surroundings.

The underground main road is wider than expected.

The corroded supporting beams of the vault resemble the ribcage of a giant beast overhead.

The three walked in a single file, close to the wall.

Fang Qingyu pulled up the map on his wristwatch and began to investigate along the red line.

He didn't even take two steps.

Ahead, in the dark, damp ground, a patch of white appeared.
Scattered skeletons.

Ripples spread out beneath their feet, and countless pale bones, like scattered building blocks, floated and collided in the sewage.

Ribs were stuck between rusted grilles, and the skull was half-submerged in mud.

In an instant, the eerie and foul atmosphere vanished.

It became somewhat frightening.

"Human bones?"

Fang Qingyu asked with his eyes.

Wu Yan picked up the bone, examined it, and nodded.

The three of them remained silent.

Keep going.

There were so many skeletons just now that it was impossible to count them all.

Only by killing the heretics here can we find out the answer.

The air in the underground passage was stuffy and sticky.

The tactical boots felt like stepping on the skin of some living creature when they were on the moss.

We turned onto the side road for the third time.

Fang Qingyu suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop moving forward.

Although there was no movement.

But Wu Yan and Qin Qi still drew their weapons.

Fang Qingyu's fingertips touched the long sword at his waist, and gold and silver patterns quietly covered his entire body under his trench coat.

not for a while
A hoarse, delirious voice echoed from ahead.

"Holy Communion. Feast"

(End of this chapter)