I write obituaries for the gods

As if challenging Lin Chen, she suddenly reached out and pulled hard—

"what!"

"boom!"

With the power of the telekinetic hand, the entire wall exploded.

Half of the rebels behind the wall were crushed by the breached wall, while the other half were taken down by Lin Chen and Tang Xiaoren's gunfire.

"Can you keep up with my pace?" Tang Xiaoren exclaimed excitedly. "It's been so long since I've had an opponent... Come on, come on!"

After saying that, she rushed towards the stairwell like a whirlwind.

"Boss! Slow down!" The officers from the Armed Forces Section 1 chased after her. "Don't rush, take your time!"

Watching Tang Xiaoren's retreating figure, Lin Chen felt his competitive spirit being ignited.

He quickly loaded bullets into the revolver shotgun and then hurried after Tang Xiaoren's retreating figure.

So the two of them led their teammates all the way from the 46th floor to the 48th floor.

Louis's rebels seemed to have seen a ghost. They could still show some fighting spirit at first, but as their defeats were swift and devastating, their morale was gradually destroyed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Lin Chen pulled the trigger repeatedly, killing one enemy at a time, eliminating all the rebels in the lobby on the 49th floor.

He turned his head and saw Tang Xiaoren gradually approaching a rebel leaning against the bar.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" the rebels shouted. "I surrender! I surrender—Aaaaaaah!"

As the Thousand Thoughts Hand exerted its power, the rebels were thrown directly into the broken French windows, tumbled a few times, and then plummeted downwards.

“Actually, we could have taken him prisoner,” Lin Chen said.

"Traitors who are neither kind nor righteous deserve to live!" Tang Xiaoren said fiercely. "These backstabbing bastards, I spit on them! Their deaths are just purifying the air!"

What a set of values ​​that clearly distinguishes between love and hate... Lin Chen withdrew his gaze from Tang Xiaoren's face and looked at the others who had arrived later.

With the two of them leading the charge, Jiang Zhengge had it much easier. He and Li Zhanyi provided cover from the rear, and it seemed like they didn't have to exert much effort at all.

"It's like enjoying life ahead of schedule," Jiang Zhengge said.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can leave everything else to us now." Lin Chen nodded.

"Jiang Zhengge, the investigators you trained are quite capable!" Tang Xiaoren nodded at Jiang Zhengge, "but their efficiency is still not as good as mine!"

“He hasn’t even shown his full skills yet,” Jiang Zhengge smiled. “So far, he’s only been doing basic operations.”

"Wow, this is just the basics?" Tang Xiaoren raised an eyebrow. "Kid, if you have any special skills, you should show them! Why are you holding back? Don't you want to spar with me?"

“The opportunity will come soon,” Lin Chen said, looking toward the stairwell not far away. “Two Beta-level demigods, that’s the main event tonight.”

"I see, so you're conserving your energy..." Tang Xiaoren nodded. "Alright, let's go then! Let's go deal with those traitorous beasts!"

As she reached out, a dozen guns flew from among the rebel corpses and gathered behind her.

“And while we’re at it, let’s win back the funding for rebuilding the bar!” she shouted.

"Oh!"

After the door was kicked open, Lin Chen and Tang Xiaoren rushed into the director's office.

"Boom!"

Amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, a white light illuminated the outline of the entire room, appearing ghastly and terrifying.

In the center of the room, two figures stood upright.

On one side is a glamorous woman in a tight-fitting outfit, and on the other side is a composed bodyguard in a suit, wielding a katana.

Lin Chen's gaze passed over the two people and went directly to the swivel chair behind the desk.

With a creak, the swivel chair turned around, and Louis was sitting in it, legs crossed.

“Lin Chen,” Louis said with his eyes closed, “you really are a persistent ghost…”

“You should have expected this day to come,” Lin Chen said. “The moment you chose to put on the foundation’s leash, you should have been prepared to receive the fate a dog deserves.”

“Ghost, that’s not very polite of you…” Storm’s eyes gleamed with an eerie blue light. “You don’t actually think that by getting past those incompetent soldiers, you have the ability to defeat us, do you…?”

"Hey, isn't this a storm?" Tang Xiaoren laughed and took a carefree step forward. "Your brother, Lightning, have you collected his fragments yet?"

"You bitch...!"

The eerie blue in the eye of the storm flickered violently. She suddenly stretched out her hand, and water vapor appeared out of thin air, condensing into ice blades that floated in the air.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the storm propelled the ice blades toward Tang Xiaoren—

But those ice blades remained suspended in mid-air!

"...!"

Tang Xiaoren had already assumed a defensive stance, but the ice blades didn't move at all, leaving her completely embarrassed.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Chen beside her—she saw that his eyes behind the silver skeleton mask were gleaming with a deep blue light.

"Holy crap..." Tang Xiaoren was somewhat surprised, "You're even stronger than a Beta-level?"

Surprised?

Lin Chen looked at the storm's surprised eyes and chuckled softly.

"I heard you're Little Triton, and I happen to have an authentic copy here..."

"Want to give it a try?"

Lin Chen clenched his fist tightly, and in the next second, all the ice blades pierced into the body of Stormy Wind—

"what!"

Just as he was about to charge forward, he heard the sound of wind approaching, and Li Zhanyi gave a warning at the same time—

"careful!"

"Oh!"

Many things happened in an instant: Li Zhanyi's sniper bullet flew over and hit the Shadowless Sword directly in front of Lin Chen—the demigod had teleported in front of Lin Chen at some point and was about to cut him down, but was forced to use his blade to block the bullet by Li Zhanyi's bullet.

Just as Li Zhanyi's bullet was deflected, a silver light flashed from the Shadowless Sword—it was Lin Chen's super alloy axe!

"clang!"

He had just blocked the superalloy axe with his bare katana when the deflected bullet was suddenly captured by magnetism and then veered at a sharp angle—

"Pfft!"

"Ahhhh!"

The superalloy armor-piercing bullet hit one of the Shadowless Sword's eyes. He cried out in pain and stepped back, the blade piercing the ground.

The next second, as the triangular door opened, Lin Chen was already standing in front of him—

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sword and axe clashed, sparks flying at the point of impact.

On the other side, taking advantage of the storm and being pierced by the ice blade, Tang Xiaoren pointed all his guns at her without reservation:

"Da da da da da da da—"

Bullets pounded into Storm's body, and she screamed in agony, but quickly regained her senses, her eyes gleaming with a ghostly blue light—

"Well!"

Tang Xiaoren felt a sudden tightness throughout her body—the blood flow in her body was being controlled by the storm and began to become disordered.

Fuck you!

The girl's eyes flashed with a deep blue light, and her psychic power exploded, instantly deflecting the interference directed at her.

At this moment, the storm had condensed into two lightning-wreathed ice blades, rushing towards Tang Xiaoren—

"clang!"

Three or four officers from the First Armed Division stepped forward and raised their shields to block the attack for Tang Xiaoren.

Tang Xiaoren, meanwhile, manipulated the Thousand Thoughts Hand to quickly reload, and then unleashed another barrage of firepower at the storm.

In an instant, the entire director's office was in complete chaos.

After navigating the chaos, Jiang Zhengge and Hua Molan arrived at Louis's desk.

“Hey,” Jiang Zhengge squinted, “long time no see, you’ve been promoted pretty fast.”

Jiang Zhengge.

Louis stood up and slightly shook his black trench coat.

In the darkness, his eyes gleamed with a faint, eerie blue light.

"And also, Director Hua Molan."

“You still know I’m the bureau chief,” Hua Molan said in a low voice, “but when you stabbed me in the back, you showed no mercy whatsoever.”

“Please forgive me, after all you are a member of the Secret Party,” Louis sighed. “From deep-sea diving to historical collapses, your footprints have covered all the major events in Rain City over the years, many of them thrilling, but none of them are worth mentioning.”

“What you see is only what the foundation wants you to see,” Jiang Zhengge stared at Louis. “When did your judgment become so weak?”

"I can see more than you can imagine."

Louis tapped his temple with his finger, and amidst the flashes of lightning behind the French windows, the eerie blue in his eyes gleamed with a terrifying light.

“You’re all in my way. I’m so close to getting to the truth,” he said softly. “I’ll be able to change something soon…”

Seeing Louis's somewhat crazed appearance, Jiang Zhengge shook his head:

"You once told me you wanted to do something truly meaningful for Yudu... Is this what you wanted to do? Look at the state of Xiwang District now..."

"Without my control, things would be far worse here!" Louis's voice rose a few decibels. "Do you know how many atrocities the Liberation Front, which is cooperating with your offensive, has committed in the past few months? Just one rocket launch and order in Rain City has been completely destroyed!"

“Kid, if you hadn’t turned my people against me, Xiwang District wouldn’t be in such chaos.” Hua Molan’s fingers made a “crackling” sound.

"And then what? Then just watch as you work for the Secret Service, destroying this already 'irreparable' history?"

Veins bulged on Louis's forehead.

"Fuck you, Hua Molan..." Louis roared, "You have no right to decide whether history exists or not!"

He abruptly raised his gun and pulled the trigger—

"Oh!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, accompanied by a whale's cry, before transforming into a blue beam that pierced straight towards Hua Molan's forehead—

"Om-"

Hua Molan's figure flashed and disappeared with a gray light.

Almost simultaneously, Jiang Zhengge raised his revolver toward Louis:

"Bang bang bang!"

Louis grabbed his trench coat and ducked to avoid the bullet. The 12.7 caliber ammunition blasted onto the director's desk, leaving dents in it.

"That was custom-made by a master craftsman..."

Hua Molan stepped out of the subspace, grabbed a submachine gun, and fired a burst of fire at Louis:

"Da da da da da da—"

Louis was forced back by the sweeping motion, screaming in pain as his power vest quickly ran out of energy.

"Ha!"

At that moment, Louis suddenly roared, and Jiang Zhengge and Hua Molan felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if something was trying to enter their consciousness.

"You're all in the way!" Jiang Zhengge heard Louis's roar echo in his mind.

He constantly resisted this control, trying to move his body.

"..."

On the other side, after several exchanges with Wuyingjian, Lin Chen had completely figured out his abilities.