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"Ugh~!"

The siren pierced the air sharply, and three black and white police cars screeched to a halt at the alley entrance. Several police officers stepped out of the cars with solemn expressions.

The lead officer, wearing boots, squinted as he waded through the puddles.

He was wearing a brown trench coat that reached past his knees, staring intently at the alley entrance cordoned off with yellow police tape, his eyes revealing a serious expression.

"boom--"

Another muffled thud came from the depths of the alley, causing the gravel at my feet to bounce slightly before falling back to its original spot with a "thud".

The commotion makes it hard not to imagine just how intense the battle inside must have been.

He subconsciously touched the cold sidearm at his waist, his brows instantly furrowing into a deep frown.

Arrogant, so arrogant! They're completely disregarding the police.

They're actually having a firearms duel here...

What, is it a terrorist attack?

A young policeman jogged over.

He was slightly out of breath, leaned forward and gave a quick bow, and before he could fully straighten up, he hurriedly reported to his superior:

"Reporting to Officer Yamamura, based on the current investigation, it is preliminarily determined that the disturbance here occurred ten minutes ago."

"The cause of the conflict is currently unknown, as are the two sides involved. An investigation has revealed that all the nearby surveillance cameras are broken."

"Although some people heard cries for help coming from inside, those cries disappeared three minutes ago, and all the drones sent out were shot down."

"We've also sent people outside to shout messages, but there's been no response so far, it seems..."

Before he could finish speaking, the police officer named Yamamura interrupted him, raising his right hand slightly:

"You mean something like, suspected transnational criminal organizations, right?"

He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and then took out a lighter and flicked it, igniting a spark.

But then I remembered that this was the crime scene.

Catching a glimpse of a reporter with a camera in the crowd not far away, he coughed twice and stuffed his cigarette and lighter back into his pocket.

"Has the SAT arrived yet? What's happening here is beyond the scope of our criminal investigation department's ability to intervene."

"I am deeply sorry for the damage to the building and the injuries and deaths of those involved, but please leave it to them."

SAT is an anti-K special police force in an island nation. Its equipment and the quality of its members are generally superior to those of ordinary police officers.

He was self-aware; according to the report, the perpetrators were suspected of using weapons such as rocket launchers.

Although no fire was seen, the tremors did not lie.

They only had a few small pistols.

How do I play?

The subordinate hesitated for two seconds; it was the first time he had ever seen his superior compromise so quickly.

But recalling what he had just seen on the live stream, he nodded vigorously, his voice slightly strained:

"Hi!"

With his legs together, he saluted, and out of caution, turned and quickly walked towards the search department to retrieve the evidence bag.

These are all footage taken by passersby. The live stream has been cut off to prevent further panic.

……

Just as Inspector Yamamura picked up his phone and frowned as he examined the evidence, the battle between Gu Yuan and Sha Dun in the alley was nearing its end.

With a deafening rumble, the surrounding five-story buildings were reduced to ruins, with only two frames remaining, trembling precariously.

Gu Yuan stood on the ruins, breathing slightly heavily, his chest heaving.

He heard the increasingly clear sirens outside, his eyes flickered, and he knew it was time to retreat.

Sutton's eyes were cold and sharp, and a disgusted smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He was annoyed that a mere human could fight him for so long.

He casually waved his shadow, and the telephone pole, which had been broken into four pieces, snapped again, now lying in six pieces scattered on the ground.

Blue electricity crackled and hissed in the stagnant water, gleaming with a dangerous light.

"Kid, is all you can do to run away like a monkey?"

"Tell me where this is. You can actually use spatial magic..."

"Hmph, you're the one who killed my clone, aren't you?"

"What a clever way to conceal one's true strengths."

He had never seen a human like this before, one who had hidden so well that even his magic had disappeared, and who was treated as trash that he could crush at will.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to defend against his attack, he probably would have ignored him like a pebble on the roadside.

"So what if I killed him? Hiding your true colors, huh... whatever you think it is."

Gu Yuan slowly shook his head, too lazy to waste any more words explaining.

The reason he was able to fight him to a standstill was entirely due to the Holy Scripture's defense against those unavoidable shadow attacks.

If Shaton finds out that the Holy Scripture is key to his continued fighting, then things will be in big trouble.

He stared intently at the other person with a serious expression. At that moment, a series of shouts rang out again from outside.

Undeterred, the island nation's police stood fifty meters away with a megaphone and shouted:

"Please hurry..."

boom!

Sutton's tentacles suddenly lashed outwards.

With fewer obstacles, the blow easily sent a police car flying into the air.

"Too verbose."

He didn't understand surrender at all, and he couldn't even understand the words they were saying.

He thought that after demonstrating his power, these weak humans would flee in panic, just like the creatures he had encountered in the past.

As a result, they actually stood outside, making noise and continuing to surround me, looking at me like I was a monkey...

Do you really think he has no temper?

He just wanted to kill this annoying human in front of him first, and couldn't get away for the time being.

After resorting to force to vent their anger, the police car exploded in mid-air, the flames illuminating the surroundings like fireworks.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Sutton's eyes, but he felt much more relaxed.

Outside, the police officers, feeling the heat wave hit them, all gasped in surprise, staring blankly at the sky.

Even worse, some people's legs went weak and they almost knelt on the ground.

Wait... how did the police car fly away? No... how did it suddenly explode?

Not right either.

What was that long, black thing that flashed by just now?

Is it some kind of new weapon?

It couldn't be an octopus's tentacles, could it?

This is ridiculous.

My thoughts were tangled and difficult to unravel due to the sudden change.

"Baka!"

Inspector Yamamura gripped the evidence bag tightly in his hand and spat out a curse.

His forehead veins throbbed as he quickly gripped the communicator on his chest, his voice filled with barely concealed anger:

"Reporting to Inspector Mizutani, the enemy appears to possess some kind of new heavy weapon... Please send reinforcements immediately!"

That's incredibly arrogant! They're slapping those island nation police officers in the face right in front of reporters!

He could already picture the headline on tomorrow's front page:

—Police car explodes instantly! The police force is "unable to defend" against the mysterious weapon!

An indescribable sense of humiliation crept up my spine.

This is utterly shameful! We must capture them alive!

Only by thoroughly crushing them and rubbing them into the ground can we wash away today's shame!