My players are too fierce!

Knowledge is the foundation of a city.

The ominous red discs emitted from the head of the guardian golem dispersed the crowd and precisely located the refugees.

Some gang members who went the wrong way, or stood too close, were in deep trouble.

Six blows in one second, each one drawing blood.

When the disciples saw this, their faces, hidden beneath their hoods, were so dark they seemed to drip water.

He grabbed "Old Man" who was about to run away in the chaos.

"Sir," he said with a forced smile to his disciple, "I don't want the money anymore. You should find someone else for this job..."

"Gather your people together."

"But they're all terrified... I'm afraid it won't be of much use."

"Old Man" paused for a moment, then said in confusion.

"Just do what I tell you to do! Stop talking nonsense."

If he hadn't just been sent here by his mentor to take over the work of his senior who had an accident during the previous experiment, and if he didn't have a team, why would he have asked these useless people to do his job?

If he hadn't been cautious enough to find a family lineage, he probably would have alerted the mutants who could sneak into the spirit world long ago!

Once it realizes this, it will probably be very difficult to find in this neighborhood.

With such a huge mess now, if he hadn't obtained the technology to smuggle himself into the spirit world, he would have been held accountable by his mentor just for the spirit world witchcraft riot that occurred in the area he was in charge of!

He took out a metal plate that looked like a flat surface resembling the Earth and brought up a map of the neighborhood.

Block the selected area

"You and your men, come with me."

The disciple patted "Old Man" on the shoulder and said.

In the shadows, a pair of cat-like eyes witnessed everything.

-

In Emma's house, in the pipes.

The group piled the gang members' bodies together to prevent them from blocking the way later.

Fortunately, Ah Wei's AOE attack had just demoralized the enemy; otherwise, if dozens of people had charged in together, they probably would have been drowned.

However, there are quite a few problems right now.

Not far away, that metal contraption was closing in on them while it was killing.

Those goblins that scattered and fled couldn't hold out for long.

Emma used her dagger to remove a concealed metal plate, revealing a maintenance passage entrance that was normally open.

The maintenance passage leads directly to the Nest City.

She turned her head and met the eyes of the cabbage.

We'll definitely be able to escape this time.

But how many times can she run?

One of her disciples had his eye on her and her family, and they would never be truly safe as long as he lived.

Disciples have partial control over hive facilities, depending on how much authority the Sage above them is willing to grant them.

But there are some.

As the actual administrators of the hive, these disciples were not allowed to leave the areas they governed.

There's only one way to completely drag the other person into the same situation as them!

"David Day, can you bring that demon over here?"

Emma is quick-witted; remembering the names of the seven players, or rather, their nicknames, is quite easy for her.

"You mean, the kind where you unleash a skill?"

Seeing the confusion on Emma's face, Hakimed explained to her what David Day meant by "releasing skills".

"No... strength doesn't have to be much, but distinctive features must be obvious."

"Ideally, the guardian golem should be able to see at a glance that a spirit invasion has broken out here," Emma added. "That way, we can directly use the Supreme Protocol to remove their control."

"Even if a sage were to personally arrive, they would still be bound by the Supreme Agreement!"

The group looked at each other, realizing they really didn't know how to use it.

[Limited-Time Event Skill: Demon Altar (Harkon the Man-Eater)]

Automatic release, no manual intervention required!

When Hakimed and the others saw the pop-up notification, they almost lost their composure.

Goodness, is the planner being this blatant in order to advance the plot?

"How's the Demon Altar?"

"ha?"

"I mean, set up a demon altar here, pointing it at the man-eater."

Emma looked surprised.

She never expected these people to go this far.

She only saw it as a fake demon invasion, but these people turned the fake into reality!

The situation here will definitely get out of control!

But what does this have to do with her?

"Then hurry up," Emma said to the others, "that thing outside is coming over."

David nodded.

He chose to leave one person behind to build the altar because this event-limited skill could only be used by one person at a time.

The group crawled into the maintenance access road.

At the same time, David took a deep breath and chose to use his skill.

Suddenly, he became an observer of this body.

Some mysterious force, like pulling on the strings of a puppet, began to control his body.

[Status: Under Control (From: Roland)]

At first, it was a bit stiff, and its movements were more like those of a puppet than a living person.

But the stiffness disappeared after he arranged the bodies one by one.

Then, "he" took out the homemade knife left by Hachimede and began to carve some kind of rune on the corpse stroke by stroke.

Even if David Day himself couldn't understand the script, he could still sense the malice behind the runes from an outsider's perspective.

Is this what comes from the spiritual attribute? I heard that Kashima didn't feel anything back then.

The swift and elegant movements of inscribing the runes gave David, the original owner of this body, a strange feeling.

"Wow, I didn't know my hands could be used like this?"

thump -- thump -- thump --

The ground trembled more and more violently, and a lot of dust was shaken off the ceiling.

puff-

The last stroke.

Then, he took out the thing that Kashima had given him and inserted it into the empty space left on the topmost corpse.

A Collection of Regrets

Although there are no specially made metal symbols, one can still try to tear through the veil of the spirit world with such intense emotions and designate it by carving flesh and blood.

However, this method is primitive and easily exposed, lacking secrecy.

But that's exactly the effect they wanted!

hum-

A ripple spread outwards.

Then, the flesh and blood of the entire altar seemed to come alive, writhing and undulating.

The manipulation wasn't over yet. David Day's body was being controlled to throw the remaining corpses in, a hasty sacrifice.

They crawled into the maintenance tunnel before being discovered and reunited with their companions.

As the final skill trial was about to end, he inexplicably glanced back at the makeshift campfire.

Pity.

-

Meanwhile, on the street, in front of the entrance to a certain nest for repairs.

The disciple, carrying "Old Man," led the way into the maintenance passage.

He didn't want to take any risks either. He wanted to be like his mentor, throwing his apprentices into danger to fill in the gaps when something went wrong, while he hid in a safe house.

Unfortunately, he now has no choice but to come and oversee the battle because he is surrounded by useless people.

Beside him, thirty or forty gang members had already entered the passage, while the rest were blocking the entrance, crowding to get in.

Suddenly, the disciple seemed to realize something.

In a daze, his face turned ashen.

The massive gate at the entrance to the maintenance passage slammed down, cleaving several refugees who hadn't had time to enter in half.

[Breaking News: Demon Invasion!]

[Seal off the invaded area!]

[All Guardian Golems activated]

[Target of the purge: All!]