I used folk talismans to ward off the evil spirit.

Chapter 92 Bestowing the Talisman and Receiving the Mandate, the Undying Firebird (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

With a thought, Jiang Jun summoned a wisp of eerie energy from the void, which guided him to the Mirror Realm of Ghosts.

It's still that cat cafe on Changning Street.

He raised his hand and, following the connection of the Way of Suppression, directed the guiding power towards the location of Marcos.

Marcos leaned against the door, panting. The Fire Feather in his arms had its eyes closed, its aura flickering.

Suddenly, he felt a gentle force envelop him, his vision distorted, and his body felt as if it had been gently tugged by something.

The next moment, he found himself standing in an unfamiliar coffee shop.

A hazy mist seeped in through the window, and there was a faint aroma of coffee in the air.

A person sat in the chair in front of him, dressed in black silk robes, wearing a twelve-tassel crown with beads hanging down, obscuring his face.

Marcos was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly bowed in respect: "Jun—Senior Jun Tian!"

"No need for formalities," Jiang Jun said calmly and gently. "What's the situation where you are right now?"

Marcos straightened up, tried to calm himself down, and gave a halting description.

A mysterious fog sealed off the city, severing all communication between the inside and outside.

Monsters and monstrosities are everywhere, wantonly harming people.

The official "Holy Cross Knights" only guards the wealthy areas; the slums are on the verge of collapse.

His "Divine Chicken Talisman" transformed into a giant chicken, which was quite powerful. It had just helped him save his neighbor, but there were still many "Strange Knife Scythes" wandering outside the door.

Jiang Jun asked, "Are there any Lord-level monsters?"

Marcos shook his head: "It seems there aren't any—the highest level is Elite, but there are many Skirmisher and Raider levels."

After a moment's thought, Jiang Jun raised his hand and conjured a phantom talisman at his fingertips.

The talisman was reddish-gold in color, with faint flame patterns flickering on it.

He handed the talisman to Marcos: "This talisman can draw upon the divine power of the divine rooster in the Heavenly Palace and inject it into your Fire Feather's body, temporarily granting it near-supernatural power—"

Marcos's eyes widened as he took the package with both hands, his hands trembling slightly. "I—what should I do?"

"Send Huo Yu out and sweep away the monsters in the city. Your homeland needs you to protect it." Jiang Jun waved to him. "Go."

Marcos nodded emphatically and bowed deeply to Jiang Jun.

Jiang Jun had a sudden thought and sent him back.

Marcos appeared in his living room, feeling dizzy, his legs went weak, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Aunt Rosa, who was huddled in the corner with Lilia in her arms, was startled by his sudden disappearance and reappearance, but also relieved. "Marcus—where did you go?"

"Aunt Rosa, it's alright." Marcos caught his breath, not going into details. "I just went to ask a great man for help. He granted me immense power."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Firefeather, who was standing beside Lilia: "Hey buddy, come here!"

Firefeather stood up, shook his feathers, and walked to Marcos's feet.

Marcos crouched down, took out the illusory "Divine Rooster Talisman" from his pocket, and gently pressed it against Huo Yu's chest.

The talisman transformed into a stream of light and entered Huo Yu's body.

Huo Yu shuddered, and crimson-gold flames erupted around him, bursting forth with dazzling light. Even his eyes reflected the flames, as if they were on fire.

It raised its head and let out a high-pitched cry that made the windows buzz.

Marcos took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the window: "Go, Firefeather! Go and destroy those monsters—"

Go help those in need!

Fire Feather leaped out, like a golden lightning bolt streaking across the gray-white mist.

*

Fire feathers flew over Santos.

It has never flown so fast or so high.

The eerie gray mist was torn open by its wings, creating long gashes.

In an alley, several "corpse monsters" were tearing at a middle-aged man.

Fire feathers swooped down, showering flames like raindrops. The rotting corpse screamed in the firelight, turning into charred ash that drifted away with the wind.

The man looked up at the golden flame above him, his lips trembling, "Lord, did you send down an angel of fire?!"

In an abandoned supermarket, a group of "wailing women" squatted behind the shelves, sobbing softly.

Their faces resembled melted candles, their features distorted, and every cry sent chills down one's spine.

The three children were so captivated by the crying that they stood frozen in place.

Fire Feather smashed through the glass and rushed in, pecking repeatedly with its sharp beak. Flames exploded, and the wailing women scattered and fled, but none of them escaped.

The eldest child suddenly woke up, hugged his younger siblings, and kowtowed to Huo Yu: "Thank you, Phoenix—thank you—"

In a fifth-floor window of an apartment building, a young mother holding her baby is cornered by several "flying head monsters."

The flying-headed succubus stared with blood-red eyes, grinning silently, her drool dripping onto the floor, frightening the baby into wailing.

Fire Feather returned from afar, and a burst of flame burned the evil head to ashes.

The young mother knelt down, tears streaming down her face, and prayed out the window: "Lord, please protect us—"

On a pedestrian bridge, several "shadow bats" were hanging upside down from the bottom of the bridge, using their sharp claws to hook onto the collar of a homeless man, about to drag him up to suck his blood.

A fiery feather swept past, and a sharp claw tore through it, severing the shadow bat's wing, which fell with a scream.

The homeless man slumped to the ground, watching Huo Yu's departing figure, and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Wherever the fiery feathers passed, the monsters scattered and collapsed.

Neither skirmishers nor rogue-class monsters are a match for it. Only elite-class monsters can slow it down.

Some of those rescued knelt and kowtowed, while others murmured prayers.

Many people regard it as the legendary phoenix.

That golden flame shone as brightly as the sun amidst the eerie gray mist.

A top-tier elite python, its body covered in jet-black scales, was coiled in the park's fountain, its length exceeding ten meters.

It had already swallowed several people, its belly bulging high, and it was lazily digesting them.

Firefeather swooped down from the sky, its sharp beak slicing into the snake's head, shattering scales and splattering black blood.

The python, in pain, whipped its tail violently, sending the fire feather flying.

Fire Feather tumbled a few times in the air, steadied itself, and pounced again.

It was much more agile than the python, its sharp beak pecking at the same spot on the python's body one after another, causing the scales to peel off piece by piece.

The serpent writhed wildly, opening its massive jaws to bite at Huo Yu. Huo Yu dodged to the side, its sharp claws tearing a gash in the snake's neck.

However, the serpent's body was too strong, and although the wounds inflicted by the fire feathers were numerous, they were not fatal.

On the contrary, it used its thick body to sweep across, repeatedly forcing the fire feathers back.

Fire Feather had the upper hand, but he was never able to kill her with a single blow.

The fire sizzled on the python's body, and the python hissed in pain, but it struggled desperately, whipping its tail and ramming its body, refusing to surrender.

After a stalemate that lasted for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Huo Yu's flames began to dim.

Although the divine power bestowed by Jiang Jun was strong, it was also continuously consuming Huo Yu's own energy.

Just then, a loud shout came from the side: "Get out of the way!"

A tall Latino man rushed out from behind the ruins, wearing a tattered leather jacket, his face covered in dust, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

He held a bone chain in his hand, with twisted patterns engraved on the chain, from which a faint, eerie light could be seen flowing.

He flung the bone chain out, and the chain coiled around the python's body like a serpent, tightening again and again.

The python struggled desperately, and the patterns on the bone chain suddenly shone brightly, constricting it until it could no longer move.

Firefeather seized the opportunity, swooping down from the sky, its sharp beak wrapped in crimson flames, and precisely pecking at the center of the snake's head.

The sound of the skull shattering was exceptionally crisp in the night air. The serpent's body stiffened abruptly, then slumped limply to the ground.

The bone chain snapped open and retracted into the man's hand.

Firefeather landed on the corpse of the serpent, tore open its belly with its sharp beak, pulled out a bright green snake gall, and swallowed it.

After swallowing the snake gall, the flames around it brightened noticeably, and its fatigue lessened considerably.

It looked down at the ground and saw that the python had dropped two elite-level artifacts: a snake scale and a pair of fangs.

Firefeather used its wings to flap the fangs, which had a stronger aura, towards the man, and made a cooing sound, indicating that he should accept them.

He then used his claws to push the scales into the ruins, covered them with rubble, and planned to come back for them when he was done.

The man put away the bone chain, wiped the dirt off his face, grinned at Huo Yu, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Thank you!" He picked up the fangs, gave Huo Yu a thumbs up, said "Well done," and then turned and ran into the gray fog.

Firefeather made a "coo" sound towards his retreating figure, then flapped its wings and continued flying to the next block.

*

Marcos sat cross-legged on the living room floor, holding the "Divine Rooster Talisman" in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, desperately visualizing the "Creation Lotus".

His power to suppress objects was very weak; it was exhausted in less than a moment after being injected into the talisman, and he had to quickly replenish it.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the phantom of the lotus petal was still blurry and unable to coalesce, and the power to suppress it was recovering extremely slowly.

He sighed, knowing that the more anxious he was, the less successful his visualization would be, so he simply stopped and calmed himself down.

He stared blankly at the "Divine Rooster Talisman" in his hand.

As soon as the halo on the talisman brightened, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Fire Feather had gained the upper hand again.

As soon as the light dimmed, his heart clenched, fearing that something had happened to Huo Yu.

He wished he could rush into the street and fight alongside Huo Yu.

But he also knew that with his meager skills, going out would be suicide, and he would only be a burden to Huo Yu.

"Faster—faster—faster—" He couldn't help but continue to forcefully visualize, desperately squeezing out the little bit of suppressing power in his sea of ​​consciousness and sending it into the "Divine Rooster Talisman".

The talisman glowed faintly for a moment, then dimmed again. He gritted his teeth and began the next round of healing.

He only regretted that he was not strong enough and could only sit in the room, like a candle that was about to burn out, using his dim light to add fuel to the fire of Huo Yu.

"Next time I enter the Heavenly Palace, I must learn more from the others and complete the cultivation of the 'Creation Lotus' as soon as possible."

Marcos clenched his fist and said to himself.

Outside the window, the gray fog was still churning.

In the distance, a golden light faintly travels through the mist, like an ever-burning torch.