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More importantly, they have a strong interest in and some understanding of the supernatural, as if they are filled with a desire to explore the mysterious world.

Amuro Tooru invited leading experts from various fields, including scholars proficient in occultism who have conducted in-depth research on ancient mystical rituals and supernatural phenomena; top scientists who can analyze the nature of supernatural forces from a scientific perspective; and experienced psychologists who can help the team members remain calm when facing the psychological impact of supernatural phenomena.

These experts, like shining stars, provided the team members with comprehensive training.

The training process was extremely arduous, like a cruel trial in purgatory.

The five team members need to learn all sorts of obscure and difficult occult knowledge. Those ancient runes, mysterious spells, and complex rituals test their wisdom like a labyrinth.

They also need to master special skills to deal with supernatural forces, which require extremely high concentration and reaction speed; a slight mistake could lead to serious consequences.

At the same time, high-intensity physical and tactical training is also essential. They must constantly push their physical limits to hone their willpower and combat skills.

Amuro Tooru personally participated in every aspect of the training, sharing his valuable experience and profound lessons learned during the investigation of "Project Twilight" with the team members without reservation.

He knew that these experiences would be a lifeline for the team members when facing supernatural crises in the future, allowing them to be better prepared for the dangers they might encounter and to find a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

At the same time, Vermouth's status within the Black Organization was significantly enhanced due to this in-depth investigation into "Project Twilight".

The organization's leadership highly valued the valuable information she obtained about supernatural powers, as if they had discovered a hidden treasure.

They decided to establish a dedicated research group, led by Vermouth.

Like a queen wielding a magic wand in the darkness, Vermouth began to recruit talented individuals from all over the world who had in-depth knowledge of the supernatural.

These individuals come from different countries and backgrounds. Driven by a fervent pursuit of supernatural powers, they have joined the Dark Organization's supernatural research projects, injecting new and powerful energy into this dark and mysterious endeavor.

By chance, Amuro Tooru's special forces discovered some unusual phenomena related to supernatural forces.

In a remote corner of the city, in a mysterious area shrouded in darkness, residents frequently report seeing strange lights flickering in the night sky, like the dance of ghosts; and hearing eerie sounds echoing in the silent night, like whispers from hell.

Amuro Tooru led his team to quickly launch an investigation, rushing to the battlefield like messengers of justice.

They discovered some residual, mysterious energy fluctuations at the scene, which resembled mysterious fingerprints and bore similarities to the supernatural forces involved in "Project Twilight".

With their keen intuition and rich experience, they realized that a new supernatural crisis might be quietly approaching.

After a thorough investigation, they discovered that a small, mysterious organization seemed to be behind all of this.

This organization, like a malignant tumor lurking in the darkness, attempts to awaken a supernatural power dormant in the abyss of darkness through ancient and evil rituals in order to achieve their nefarious and sinister purposes.

During the time when Amuro Tooru 253 devoted himself to building a special forces unit and meticulously planning to deal with supernatural crises, the entire team seemed to be tightly bound together by an invisible sense of mission. The tense and serious atmosphere was like a heavy gloom, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

The special task force, personally led by him, was like a tireless and sharp-eyed falcon, relentlessly forging ahead on the thorny path of tracking supernatural anomalies, never slacking off for a moment.

Previously, they had painstakingly explored along a series of intricate and elusive clues, which were like mysterious threads hidden in a dark labyrinth. Sometimes they were clear, like faint starlight flickering in the darkness, giving people hope; other times they were obscure, as if deliberately playing hide-and-seek with them, disappearing without a trace in an instant, causing hope to shatter like a bubble.

Chapter 348 An Abyss of No Return

But the special operations team, with their unwavering perseverance and extraordinary wisdom, like capturing the faintest signal in the vast starry sky, peeled back the layers and delved deeper, finally pinpointing an abandoned laboratory on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Judging from various clues, this place is very likely the key source of the recent series of supernatural and abnormal events, just like the evil heart hidden in the dark abyss, constantly spewing out a poisonous fog of danger and fear, and they are now resolutely approaching this dark core step by step.

As night fell silently like a vast and heavy black curtain, gently yet eerily enveloping the world in tranquility, the special operations team, clad in specially designed equipment that shimmered with a mysterious technological glow under the cover of darkness, seemed to grant them superhuman powers, making them appear like warriors from the future.

Like ghosts, they moved lightly and cautiously under the cover of night, each step seemingly treading on the strings of time, making no sound as they silently approached the abandoned laboratory.

The air around them seemed to freeze in the tense atmosphere, the silence was eerie, and time seemed to stand still.

Only the occasional whistling wind, like the wailing of ghosts from the depths of hell, or the low murmur of an ancient curse, seemed to whisper of impending misfortune.

Under the cover of night, the abandoned laboratory appeared even more dilapidated. The walls were covered with mottled marks of time, like an old man in his twilight years, his face etched with vicissitudes and suffering, silently telling the story of those unbearable years of the past.

The broken windowpanes were scattered all over the floor, gleaming eerily in the dim moonlight, like a ruin mercilessly abandoned by time, exuding a chilling and terrifying atmosphere.

However, the team members were all acutely aware that beneath this seemingly calm surface lurked an immeasurable and all-consuming danger, like sharp reefs hidden beneath a calm sea, ready to mercilessly smash their ship to pieces, utterly destroy all their hopes, and plunge them into an abyss of no return.

As soon as they stepped into the laboratory, a strong, pungent, stale, and decaying odor rushed towards them like a surging tide. The odor was so heavy that it felt almost tangible, like an invisible yet powerful hand tightly gripping their throats, making it almost impossible to breathe, as if it wanted to strip them of their very life force.

In the dim and flickering light, various abandoned experimental devices were scattered haphazardly. Their distorted and deformed outlines looked particularly eerie in the shadows, like sleeping monsters that might awaken in the darkness at any moment and launch a fatal attack on intruders.

These devices seem to be silently and terrifyingly recounting the insane and clandestine research that was once conducted here. That research may have touched upon forbidden territory, releasing evil forces that should have been sealed away forever, like opening Pandora's box and allowing the seeds of disaster to take root and sprout in the world.

Cao Yu, as a key core member of the group with special abilities, has always played a crucial and indispensable role in dealing with various supernatural events, and is an important reliance for the team to move forward in the darkness.

At this moment, he dared not slack off in the slightest, maintaining a high level of vigilance with full concentration. Every sense was mobilized to the extreme, like a taut bowstring, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.

However, he quickly sensed something was wrong. An inexplicable sense of oppression, like an invisible and dense net, silently yet irresistibly enveloped him. It felt as if he were being tightly bound by a mysterious and powerful force, as if his abilities were being shackled with heavy and inescapable chains, making it impossible for him to use them freely.

He tried to struggle, trying to break free of these shackles with his own tenacious will, like a trapped beast struggling in a cage, but he felt that the harder he tried, the tighter the shackles tightened, as if they were going to completely suppress his strength and put him in a desperate situation at this critical moment.

It turned out that the cunning and treacherous enemy had taken thorough precautions, carefully placing special devices that could suppress Cao Yu's abilities in every corner of the laboratory.

Chapter 349 may be filled with life-or-death crises.

These devices are extremely well-concealed, like deadly hunters lurking in the darkness, silently waiting for their prey to arrive.

They silently released interference waves, which, like invisible and deadly undercurrents, constantly impacted Cao Yu's abilities.

These interference waves were like invisible yet sharp blades, attempting to ruthlessly sever the subtle yet close connection between Cao Yu and his special abilities.

Cao Yu tried to concentrate all his energy and exert all his strength to activate the special power within his body. He closed his eyes tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, as if witnessing his struggle against this mysterious power.

However, what greeted him was a wave of dizziness that surged like a tidal wave, as if the whole world was spinning wildly before his eyes. In the midst of this dizzying sensation, his consciousness began to blur. 317.

His heart sank, and he realized with a clear and helpless expression that at this critical moment, he had lost his most important weapon, which undoubtedly plunged the entire operation into an even more difficult and almost irreversible situation.

He knew that without his support, the team was like a dark battlefield without its sharpest blade, facing unprecedented challenges in the battles to come, with every step potentially fraught with life-or-death danger.

At the same time, a low, chilling roar, like an angry howl from the depths of hell, seemed to want to destroy all the beauty in the world, faintly came from the depths of the laboratory.

The sound seemed to pierce through thick, solid walls, carrying endless malice and anger, impacting everyone's eardrums as if it were a tangible thing.

Immediately afterwards, a group of twisted, hideous monsters surged out like a tidal wave.

These monsters are clearly evil products of genetic modification. Their bodies are as strong as if they were cast from steel, and every bulging muscle seems to contain endless destructive power, as if it could easily tear apart anything that stands in their way.

Their movements are as swift as ghosts; in the dim light, only their blurry and twisted figures can be seen, moving swiftly like black lightning, making it almost impossible to catch their traces.

Every jump and run carried a nauseating stench, as if they themselves were demons born from a hell of piled-up corpses, their stench permeating everything in their path, as if to shroud the entire world in this suffocating decay.

Their eyes gleamed with an eerie red light, like burning hellfire, filled with endless malice and a destructive desire, like demons from hell, recklessly rushing towards the special operations team, determined to devour them completely.

Their mouths emitted chilling roars, as if proclaiming their dominion over humanity. The sounds echoed in the empty corridors of the laboratory, lingering for a long time, sending shivers down one's spine, as if trapped in a nightmare from which one could not wake.

The special operations team members instantly entered a highly tense combat state. Years of rigorous training and deep tacit understanding between them meant they didn't need many words; a glance or a subtle movement was enough for them to understand each other's intentions.

They drew their weapons swiftly and decisively, the weapons gleaming with a cold and resolute light in their hands, as if they too sensed the tense atmosphere of the impending battle and were eager to show their prowess in this fierce fight.

Immediately afterwards, they engaged in a fierce battle with this group of terrifying monsters.

In an instant, gunshots echoed densely throughout the laboratory like popping beans. Each shot was accompanied by the monster's roar and the team members' resolute and fearless shouts, intertwining to form a symphony full of bloodshed and danger, tragic yet stirring.

The scene was in complete chaos, with monsters surging in like an endless tide, as if the dark abyss could never be filled.

Moreover, they seemed tireless, driven by some evil force, each attack carrying a power strong enough to tear an ordinary person to shreds in an instant.

This brought immense, almost unbearable pressure to the team. The members fought back fiercely amidst a hail of bullets, their figures darting through the dim, flickering light as they engaged in a life-or-death struggle with the monsters. Every movement was filled with power and determination, and every attack and dodge felt like a brush with death.

Chapter 350 Deliberately Blocking Their Way

Some team members skillfully dodged the monster's ferocious attacks while using their keen observation skills to find the best shooting angle. Their eyes were firm and focused, like a cheetah staring at its prey without letting up. Other team members cooperated closely with each other, forming a tight network of fire to try to stop the monster's surging advance. Their cooperation was seamless, like an organic whole. Every movement was just right, demonstrating extremely high combat skills.

However, the number of monsters was simply too great, surging in wave after wave like raging waves crashing against the shore, gradually overwhelming the team members and making the battle situation increasingly dire.

Conan, as the symbol of wisdom in the group, is like a calm and wise strategist. He knows that getting into an endless war with the monster is not a wise move, as it will only lead them to a desperate situation under the enemy's attrition tactics.

He skillfully dodged the monsters' ferocious attacks, his body moving like a black lightning bolt, swiftly weaving through the encirclement of monsters. Each dodge was perfectly timed, as if he had become one with the rhythm of the monsters' attacks, cleverly avoiding one deadly attack after another.

With keen, eagle-like observation skills, he painstakingly searched for the laboratory's computer system in this labyrinthine and complex environment.

The laboratory was a maze of winding paths, filled with various abandoned equipment and debris, making it extremely difficult to find work.

The abandoned equipment and debris were piled up like mountains, or leaning precariously, as if deliberately blocking their way.

After a difficult and arduous search, he finally found the computer in a cleverly hidden room.

The computer screen flickered with a weak and unstable light, as if struggling in the darkness to tell a shocking secret hidden behind it. The light was bright and dim, as if it would be extinguished at any moment, making one worry that the secret would be buried in the darkness forever when the light disappeared, like the dust of history forgotten by the years.

Without hesitation, Conan quickly started the cracking program. His fingers flew across the keyboard like a nimble dancer, producing a series of dense and crisp sounds.

Ling's voice echoed in the silent room, like the rapid drumbeats of a race against time, each beat striking the heartstrings of everyone present.

Long struggled to advance step by step along the progress bar, each step forward seemingly consuming enormous energy. His expression grew increasingly solemn, as if an invisible and heavy boulder was pressing on his heart.

He knew all too well that time was of the essence, that every second was crucial to the fate of the world, and that the passing of every second could bring the world one step closer to the abyss of destruction.

Finally, a series of shocking messages appeared on the computer screen, almost taking your breath away: the enemy was conducting a countdown experiment to awaken an ancient evil god.

This ancient evil god is said to possess terrifying power capable of destroying the world and reshaping the order of the universe. If it is successfully awakened, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the entire world may be plunged into an abyss of no return.

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That would be a catastrophe; human civilization could be wiped out in an instant, like a brilliant star suddenly going out in the universe, leaving only endless darkness and despair.

At this moment, there was less than an hour left before the experiment was successful. Time was like sand in an hourglass, relentlessly slipping away. Every grain of sand that fell was like a countdown clock, heavily tolling in everyone's hearts, reminding them of the urgency of time and the difficulty of the task.

"We must stop the countdown!" Conan shouted into the communicator, his voice filled with undisguised anxiety and determination.

The voice echoed through the communicator, reaching the ears of every team member clearly and powerfully, making everyone deeply aware of the urgency of the situation.

However, finding and shutting down the countdown device in this vast, labyrinthine, and perilous laboratory is no easy task.

The entire laboratory was filled with all sorts of insidious traps and endless streams of monsters. Every step forward could lead to fatal danger, as if one were in a hell full of traps and demons.

Traps might be hidden under your feet, perhaps a pit that fires poisoned arrows when triggered, or a sharp blade that suddenly springs out; they might be hidden around a corner, perhaps a sudden burst of flame, or a boulder falling from the sky.

Chapter 351 An Unimaginable Price

Monsters can emerge from all directions like a tidal wave at any moment, making it impossible to defend against them, and a slight mistake can lead to utter ruin.

The special operations team members fought fiercely against the surging waves of monsters while making a difficult advance toward the area where the countdown device might be hidden.

Every step forward comes at a price that is enormous and unimaginable.

The monsters' attacks grew increasingly fierce. They seemed to be driven by some evil and powerful will, charging madly at the team members recklessly. Each attack carried a terrifyingly powerful force, attempting to tear the team members to pieces instantly, as if trying to completely erase their lives from this world.

The team members' physical strength was constantly being depleted in the high-intensity battle. Sweat soaked through their clothes, dripping down the hems and pooling on the ground in small patches.

But their eyes still shone with determination, without the slightest thought of backing down.

They knew that they bore the heavy responsibility of saving the world and all mankind, and that they could not hesitate or back down at this time.

Some team members were unfortunately wounded in the battle, their clothes stained with blood, but they still gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and continued to fight tenaciously. The determination in their eyes was moving. Other team members constantly encouraged their comrades, conveying strength with firm words, keeping everyone in high spirits, supporting each other, and moving forward together in this dark time.

Just when the group was in trouble and the situation was becoming increasingly critical, seemingly trapped in a dead end, Cao Yu, in the midst of a difficult battle, suddenly discovered an important pattern with his indomitable will and keen observation skills.

Although his special abilities were suppressed, preventing him from unleashing his full power as before, he carefully observed the monsters' movements, like searching for a glimmer of light in the darkness, and finally discovered a fatal weakness in their seemingly powerful bodies.

It turns out that although these monsters are as strong as steel fortresses, their joints are relatively vulnerable, like weak gates in a sturdy castle. Attacking those joints can effectively weaken their fighting power.

It's like finding the giant's ankle; a precise strike can expose a weakness in this seemingly invincible enemy, thus breaking the current stalemate.

He watched intently as the monsters attacked, their joints briefly exposed. In that instant, he keenly realized that this was the key to breaking the current predicament, the ray of hope for them to turn the tide of the battle.

Cao Yu quickly informed the team members of this major discovery via communicator. Upon hearing this, the team members were greatly encouraged, as if they had seen the dawn in the darkness.

Everyone immediately adjusted their tactics, cooperated more closely, and concentrated their firepower on the monster's joints.

In an instant, the tide of battle turned. The once ferocious and unstoppable monsters were wounded and fell to the ground, emitting painful roars, under the precise strikes of the team members.

Their joints were bleeding profusely, their movements became sluggish, and their originally swift attack momentum was temporarily suppressed.

Taking advantage of this precious gap, the team quickened their pace in searching for the countdown device. They knew that time was of the essence, that every second was crucial, and that the passing of each second could bring the world one step closer to destruction, as if they could hear the world groaning in pain as the countdown began.

The team members moved quickly through the laboratory, their eyes fixed intently on the countdown timer. Their steps were rapid and powerful, as if they were engaged in a life-or-death race against time.

After a grueling and almost desperate search, they finally found the countdown device in a secret room deep inside the laboratory.

This device has a peculiar shape, as if it were a mysterious creation from another mysterious and unknown world, shimmering with an eerie and mysterious light.

The numbers on the device were relentlessly ticking away at 3.8, as if the footsteps of death were approaching step by step. Each tick was like a heavy hammer blow to the team members' hearts, making their hearts tighten with each tick of the numbers.

The numbers seemed like a devil's countdown, foreshadowing the end of the world. Every change in the numbers seemed to announce that the countdown to the end of the world was passing by rapidly.

However, just as they were joyfully preparing to shut down the device, believing victory was in sight and the world was about to be saved from the brink of destruction, an accident suddenly occurred.

Chapter 352, A Moment of Crisis

Without warning, the door to the secret room suddenly slammed shut with a dull, despairing thud, as if completely isolating them from the outside world. The sound echoed in the room, lingering for a long time, like a death knell, instilling a profound sense of despair and helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, countless sharp spikes emerged from the surrounding walls, like a group of menacing demons, slowly approaching them and forcing them into a desperate situation.

The spikes gleamed with a cold metallic luster, as if displaying the threat of death to them. Each spike was like the scythe of death, ready to reap their lives at any moment.

This is clearly yet another insidious, cunning, and extremely vicious trap set by the enemy.

The special operations team found themselves in an unprecedented predicament. They had to contend with the ever-approaching, life-threatening sharp objects, which drew ever closer, their chilling aura palpable, making death feel imminent. At the same time, they had to shut down the countdown device within a very limited timeframe to save the world from disaster. Time was running out, and every second was as precious as gold.