Detective Conan: Starting with Yukiko covered in black stockings!

With his formidable strength and fearless courage, Cao Yu took on the important task of leading a group in a feint attack.

Chapter 292 A Heroic and Arduous Battle

Like brave and fearless vanguards, they will charge towards the mysterious allies and leaders of the ancient organization with overwhelming force, drawing their full attention like a giant magnet, firmly attracting the enemy's gaze and power, creating favorable conditions for the actions of other squads, and paving the way for victory.

With his exceptional intelligence and agile, leopard-like skills, Conan leads a small team of carefully selected members, each possessing unique skills and unwavering determination, to quietly infiltrate the core area of ​​the ancient organization's power.

They must find and successfully destroy key facilities in a vast and terrifying maze filled with all sorts of dangers and traps.

This is the core and key to the entire plan, like precisely inserting a deadly 590 blade into the enemy's heart. Once successful, it will completely destroy the enemy's source of power.

Amuro Tooru and the public security special police were responsible for maintaining a tight perimeter. Like loyal and steadfast guardians, they remained highly vigilant at all times, watching the surrounding movements with the keenness of cheetahs.

They had to prevent enemy reinforcements from arriving in droves, while also preventing the enemy from breaking out and escaping when they sensed the crisis, ensuring that the entire battlefield situation remained under their control and providing a solid and reliable support for the actions of other squads.

Vermouth, with her profound understanding and unparalleled familiarity with the ancient organization, acts like a seasoned strategist on the battlefield, providing everyone with precise tactical guidance and timely and effective intelligence support.

She will use her familiarity with the ancient organization (acae) to guide everyone to avoid danger, find the enemy's weaknesses, point out the direction of the battle, and help everyone win this arduous and extraordinary battle.

With everything prepared, the group, with unwavering faith, marched resolutely in different directions on the battlefield, like warriors about to embark on a sacred mission.

Cao Yu led his troops like a brave and fearless, majestic lion, roaring thunderously as they charged toward the mysterious ally and the leader of the ancient organization with unstoppable momentum.

Seeing Cao Yu and his group charging towards them again with menacing air, the mysterious ally revealed a disdainful smile. The smile was full of contempt and mockery, as if the people in front of him were just a bunch of overconfident ants: "You really don't know what's good for you. Since you've come, none of you will leave alive! In front of me, you are nothing but a bunch of insignificant ants. No matter how much you struggle, you cannot escape the fate of death. You will all become dead souls under my feet."

The leader of the ancient organization also sneered, a laugh as eerie and terrifying as the cry of an owl in the darkness, sending chills down one's spine.

He waved his staff, chanting incantations that seemed like a call from hell, unleashing evil magic once more.

The spell, like black smoke carrying a nauseating stench, swept over Cao Yu and the others like a surging black tide, attempting to completely engulf them in this evil power.

Cao Yu was fearless. He raised his weapon high, which gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if cheering for his courage.

With all his might, he shouted, "Comrades, for justice, for everything we protect, charge! We must not let evil succeed! We must use our strength to defend the peace and tranquility of this world! We are the messengers of justice, and we will surely defeat evil!"

Inspired by Cao Yu's passionate and powerful words, which seemed to ignite the entire world, the morale of the crowd soared.

Their eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit that seemed capable of burning away all darkness and evil.

They charged forward with unwavering determination, each step seemingly striking the heart of the enemy, as if nothing could hinder their advance or shake their faith in justice.

Cao Yu and his mysterious ally clashed fiercely once again. He skillfully used the techniques of his newly awakened power, like a highly skilled and graceful dancer, moving freely amidst the mysterious ally's fierce and stormy attacks.

Although the mysterious ally's attacks were as fierce as a storm, each move contained a power strong enough to destroy everything and a determination to kill, as if it wanted to tear Cao Yu to pieces in an instant.

But Cao Yu, relying on the strength shared with his companions and the unwavering, rock-solid belief in his heart, like a reef standing firm in a storm, repeatedly resolved crises, skillfully avoided the enemy's fatal attacks, and keenly sought opportunities to counterattack, like a cheetah waiting for the best hunting moment.

Chapter 293 serves as a warning of the existence of danger.

Meanwhile, Conan's team carefully infiltrated the core area of ​​the ancient 39644 organization.

This place is like a huge and terrifying maze, filled with all sorts of mechanisms and traps, each hiding a deadly danger. It seems that the slightest carelessness will trigger the Grim Reaper's scythe, leading to utter destruction.

With his keen, eagle-like observation skills and extraordinary intelligence, Conan, like an experienced and highly skilled puzzle-solving master, solves puzzles time and time again.

He carefully observed his surroundings, not letting go of any subtle clues, not even the slightest imperceptible trace could escape his eyes.

With his keen intuition for danger and rich combat experience, he led the squad forward step by step, difficult yet successful, like a guide groping in the dark.

"Be careful, there might be an even more dangerous trap ahead," Conan whispered to his team.

Although his voice wasn't loud, in this silent yet dangerous environment where every inch of air seemed to be filled with the aura of death, it rang out like a booming bell, clearly reaching the ears of every team member and instantly putting them on high alert, their nerves taut to the limit.

Just then, a team member accidentally triggered a cleverly hidden mechanism.

In an instant, a laser beam so dazzling that it was almost blinding shot out, moving so fast that it was like lightning and left in the blink of an eye, leaving no time to react.

With quick reflexes and sharp eyes, Conan, at the critical moment, relied on his agility and rapid reaction to danger to swiftly reach out and pull his teammate aside with all his might.

The laser grazed their bodies, leaving a deep, shocking mark on the wall. The wall instantly melted from the intense heat, emitting a pungent odor, as if warning everyone of the danger lurking there.

"Everyone be careful and make sure to follow the route I instruct you to take."

We cannot afford any more mistakes; every step is a matter of life and death, and the success or failure of the entire mission.

"We bear the mission of justice, and we cannot fall here," Conan said calmly.

His eyes revealed determination and composure, as if telling everyone that as long as they worked together, they would definitely be able to overcome the difficulties before them and complete this arduous task.

Led by Conan, the group continued to cautiously venture deeper into the core area.

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Finally, they found the key facility of the ancient organization's power—a huge black crystal.

The crystal was more than a person tall, emitting an eerie and sinister light, as if it were an evil summons from the depths of hell.

The crystal continuously absorbed the surrounding dark energy, filling the entire space with a repressive and evil aura that sent chills down one's spine, as if one were in the abyss of hell.

“This is it, we have to destroy it,” Conan said.

His voice was filled with unwavering determination, as if he were announcing to this evil crystal that its end had come.

The team members immediately took out their prepared weapons and launched an attack on the crystal.

However, there seems to be a powerful and mysterious shield around the crystal, like an invisible yet indestructible protective cover, tightly protecting the crystal.

When the weapon struck it, it only created ripples, but could not cause any real damage to the crystal.

The shield seemed to possess infinite resilience; no matter how much the team members increased their attack power or changed their attack methods, they could not break through its defense. It was as if the shield was forged by the power of a demon, making it indestructible.

Chapter 294 Bloodbath at the Altar

"It doesn't seem that easy. We need to find a way to break through this shield." Conan frowned as he pondered.

His brain was racing, like a high-speed supercomputer, recalling the information Vermouth had provided, trying to find a way to break the shield.

His eyes revealed focus and tension, as if he were racing against time and battling the evil forces of the enemy.

Just then, he suddenly remembered a special frequency mentioned in intelligence "607", which might be able to break through this seemingly indestructible shield.

Conan quickly adjusted the frequency of his weapon; his movements were skilled and swift, like those of a well-trained professional technician.

His eyes were focused and tense, and every movement was precise and flawless, allowing no room for error.

They launched another attack, and this time, the weapon's beam of light struck the crystal shield precisely.

Cracks began to appear on the shield, spreading rapidly like a spider web, as if the forces of justice were gradually tearing apart the defenses of evil.

As the attack continued, the cracks widened until finally, the shield shattered like broken glass, making a crisp and loud sound, as if announcing the destruction of evil forces.

"Quick, now!" Conan shouted.

His voice was filled with excitement and eagerness, like the sounding of a victory horn on a battlefield.

Upon receiving the order, the team members immediately intensified their attack.

The lights of various weapons intertwined, like a dazzling yet deadly fireworks display.

Under the onslaught of the crowd, cracks began to appear in the black crystal, and its eerie light gradually dimmed, as if the evil power was slowly dissipating.

With a loud bang, the crystal finally shattered, and a powerful reaction force spread outwards like an explosion.

The force knocked everyone to the ground, and in an instant, dust flew and smoke filled the air, as if the entire space had fallen into chaos.

On the battlefield outside, as the core crystal shattered, the leader of the ancient organization let out a miserable scream, a scream like that of a wounded beast in despair, filled with pain and despair.

The evil spells he unleashed instantly lost their power, and the dark forces that had been enveloping Cao Yu and the others vanished.

After the group successfully destroyed some of the ancient organization's key facilities with their extraordinary wisdom and fearless courage, the remaining forces that stubbornly resisted, like a disturbed swarm of dark ants, drove by fear and madness, rushed headlong towards a mysterious altar hidden on the outskirts of Tokyo.

This altar, usually like a mysterious ghost hidden in the shadows of the world, is wrapped in layers of powerful concealment magic cast by an ancient organization, like an alternate dimension isolated from the real dimension of the world, and few people can detect its chilling existence.

However, at this moment, it is like a bloody arena shrouded in darkness, about to bear the final showdown between good and evil that will determine the fate of the world.

Cao Yu, Amuro Tooru, Conan, Vermouth, and a group of well-trained public security special police officers, their eyes burning with unwavering determination, followed the enemy's trail without hesitation and resolutely arrived at the altar filled with a sinister atmosphere.

They knew full well that what awaited them was a brutal and bloody battle.

This battle concerns the survival of the world. There is no turning back. Only by fighting with our backs to the wall and giving it our all can we protect everything we cherish.

Chapter 295 A chilling aura

The altar seemed to be completely shrouded in an invisible and thick curtain of darkness. The eerie and sinister atmosphere, like a materialized haze, permeated every inch of the air. It was as if even the oxygen had been completely eroded by the darkness, emitting a nauseating stench—an atmosphere intertwined with evil and depravity.

The members of the ancient organization, like phantoms crawling out of the depths of hell, silently spread around the altar. Their movements were as elusive as ghosts, yet they exuded an aura of madness and ruthlessness.

Their eyes burned with a twisted fanaticism, as if controlled by some evil will, completely reduced to puppets of evil, ready to pay any price, even their own lives, for their wicked mission.

The leader of the ancient organization stood high on the altar, like a ruthless ruler of the dark world.

He was dressed in a long black robe, which was as deep and mysterious as the night falling. The mysterious and eerie runes embroidered on it appeared and disappeared in the dim and flickering light, as if they were mysterious symbols from the abyss, exuding a chilling aura.

The leader held aloft a staff that emitted a ghostly light, a light that seemed to gaze from the abyss, cold and malevolent, sending chills down one's spine.

He muttered incantations, obscure spells hissing and echoing in the air like the spitting tongue of a venomous snake, as if it were an evil summons from the deepest abyss of hell. Each syllable seemed to carry a terrifying power that corroded the soul, vibrating and swirling in the air, sending chills down one's spine.

As the leader chanted his chilling incantation, the originally dull runes on the altar seemed to be infused with an evil life force, beginning to flicker with an eerie and dazzling light.

The light spread like a wildly growing black vine at an astonishing speed, growing stronger and stronger until it gradually converged above the altar to form a huge black vortex.

The vortex, like a fearsome black hole in the universe, exudes a chillingly powerful suction force, as if it would mercilessly devour everything in the world.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly powerful and suffocating evil force, like a black dragon awakening from its slumber, slowly emerged from the vortex, spiraling upwards with an overwhelming momentum capable of destroying the world.

Wherever this evil force went, space was mercilessly distorted and deformed like fragile glass, emitting a series of teeth-grinding creaking sounds, as if space itself was groaning in pain.

The lush trees around them, under the ravages of this force, instantly became like wreckage mercilessly abandoned by time, their vitality vanished, quickly withered and decayed, turning into a pile of lifeless dead branches and leaves.

The earth, too, seemed to be unable to bear the burden, and jagged cracks appeared, like the painful wounds of Mother Earth, flowing out with a dark aura, as if telling of endless suffering.

Not long after, this evil force, like a black plague, spread at an alarming speed, like a surging black tide, mercilessly engulfing the entire Tokyo metropolis.

The sky was as if a huge, heavy black curtain had been pulled down, instantly turning pitch black, and the sun's originally warm and bright radiance was completely obscured.

The city was plunged into chaos and panic in an instant, with people screaming in terror throughout the streets and alleys.

Cars wrecked through the streets, horns blaring, shouts, and cries mingling together, like a symphony of despair, a lament for the city.

Chapter 296 Pay close attention to the enemy's every move

People fled in all directions like headless flies, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness. Their steps were hurried and chaotic, but they had no idea where to escape this sudden dark disaster, as if the whole world had fallen into endless darkness and despair.

Witnessing all this, Cao Yu felt a surge of anger in his heart, like a volcanic eruption, and the raging flames instantly ignited his unwavering belief.

He whirled around, his gaze piercing as he looked at his comrades fighting alongside him. His eyes were filled with strength and determination, and he shouted in a voice as loud and resolute as a booming bell: "Comrades! We cannot let these evil villains succeed in their schemes! This is the crucial moment for us to protect the world! For the beautiful city of Tokyo, for the justice we uphold, for the countless innocent lives, let us rise up and fight! We cannot back down, we cannot let evil run rampant!"

Amuro Tooru nodded slightly, his deep eyes revealing his usual calmness and decisiveness, as if the whole situation was under his control and nothing could shake his determination.

He quickly surveyed the battlefield, his gaze sharp and resolute, like a general commanding thousands of troops. He then began to issue instructions to the public security special police officers who were on high alert around him: "Everyone must remain highly vigilant and pay close attention to the enemy's every move."

We are facing a group of crazy and dangerous enemies who will not give up easily.

Adhering to our previously established tactics, we must cooperate closely, support each other, and give the enemy no opportunity to exploit! Remember, we are the guardians of justice; our mission is to protect this city and this world!

Conan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, shining like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the darkness.

He quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, his thoughts working like a high-speed, sophisticated machine, and said, "We must find the source of this evil force. Only by stopping it at its root can we truly save Tokyo and the world."

Cao Yu, we need to work together to find a way to break through the enemy's defenses, get close to the leader, and disrupt his evil magic.

But the enemy will surely fight to the death to stop us, so we must be careful and seize every opportunity.

Vermouth stood to the side, a confident smile playing on her delicate face, like a mysterious flower blooming in the darkness, beautiful yet dangerous.

She slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said softly, "Then let me clear some obstacles in your path." Before she finished speaking, her figure flashed like a ghost and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

She moved with the grace and deadly power of a black panther among the members of the ancient organization.

Every movement she made was like a meticulously choreographed dance, fluid yet deadly. The sharp blade in her hand gleamed coldly in the darkness, like the scythe of death.

Each swing of her sword sprayed blood, and several enemies fell silently to her hands, as if swallowed by darkness.

Taking advantage of the chaos created by Vermouth, Cao Yu and Conan, like two extremely sharp arrows, rushed swiftly towards the top of the altar.

However, members of the ancient organization surged forward like a tidal wave, desperately blocking their path.

Chapter 297 Incapacitating the Enemy

These enemies seemed to have been infused with endless madness by evil forces, wave after wave rushing forward, disregarding their own lives.

Their eyes were filled with madness and determination, as if they had been brainwashed, all for the sake of stopping Cao Yu and Conan from moving forward.

Cao Yu unleashed his astonishingly powerful strength; each of his punches contained immense force, as if capable of shattering mountains.

When his fist struck the enemy, they were like sandbags hit by cannonballs, flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.

Their bodies were twisted and deformed by the powerful impact, like fragile dolls.