Night of Despair-Chapter 430: Concentration 428 April

Five minutes later, a live sheep caged in a crate appeared in front of Yu Hong.

He stood in front of the crate, surrounded by an empty kitchen space inside the Ares Palace.

Staring at the white-fleeced ram, Yu Hong’s eyes focused sharply, and an eerie dark red pattern materialized out of nowhere in his pupils.

’Twisted Eye! Activate!’

He silently chanted the activation in his mind for the first time.

Instantly, two invisible and transparent halos of distortion shot out, hitting the white sheep with precision.

Baa!

The white sheep cried out in panic.

The next moment.

Boom!!

The sheep’s head was instantly distorted into an irregular clump of rubbery paste, blood spurting out and spattering the crate behind it.

The headless sheep’s body fell down.

’This... wasn’t it supposed to twist the mind?’

He ordered the guards to remove the crate and return to the presidential office.

Although it was strange, since this ability seemed stronger than he had imagined, he didn’t think much of it.

He took out the Secret Book of Capturing God Skill again.

Yu Hong reached out to place it on the surface of his desk and silently commanded in his mind.

’Enhance Capturing God Skill, direction: strengthen the power of twisting.’

Quickly, a black line flashed, and feedback from the Black Mark came back.

After getting approval from Yu, he glanced at the countdown: 73 hours 67 minutes.

"Three days? Not bad."

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Inside the territory of Bai Luote.

Phils, wrapped in a thick black coat, trudged through the snowy night.

After advancing for over ten minutes, the vague silhouette of a snow-covered town emerged ahead.

Phils heaved a sigh of relief, moved forward, and found a night bar still lit up and open for business.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

"Boss! Give me three smoked meat, egg, and pineapple pizzas!"

Phils felt like he was about to starve to death. This in-depth investigation had led him to many details and secrets.

But it had also nearly cost him the ability to return.

"Three!?"

The bartender behind the counter looked at him bewildered, unsure whether to comply.

"It’s okay, he’s with me. Go ahead," a deep and robust male voice sounded beside him.

The server gave the other man a look, nodded quickly, put down what he was doing, and turned to head for the kitchen.

Soon, three servings of pizza meant for six people each appeared in front of Phils. Because there was no space to place them all, they were even put on the neighboring table.

Likewise, in the dimly lit bar, a somewhat invisible bald black middle-aged man slowly pulled out a chair and sat down in front of him.

"Phils, we meet again."

"It’s you... Rekus. What are you doing here instead of being the deputy director?"

Phils looked up, not expecting to see a familiar face.

"That’s all gone now," Rekus calmly stated.

"What?"

"The National Security Bureau is no more. I’m gloriously unemployed too," Rekus lit a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and exhaled a ring of smoke.

"What happened?" Phils was surprised, "Are you in a dream? Can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality?"

"It’s the Spirit Alliance. They used some method to gain almost unanimous support from the cabinet members. I thought they were being threatened, but..."

"That strong? This Spirit Alliance," Phils grabbed a slice of pizza and wolfed it down.

"Yeah. They possess special abilities similar to psychic individuals, and strangely, the abilities of many people are quite consistent," Rekus didn’t continue and instead nodded towards a public TV behind Phils.

The TV was broadcasting background information about the Spirit Alliance’s Qingjing Tian.

And in between, attractive men and women were promoting the Strengthening Needle during commercial breaks.

"Strengthening Needles, they are everywhere now! Crazy times," Phils also noticed something was amiss.

"How is it on your end?" Rekus asked.

"Well... here in Bai Luote, two underground bases of the Blood Energy Group were blood-washed, and on the border, an entire city of more than 300,000 people turned into a ghost town overnight. Did you know that? An entire city... empty, without a single soul... I almost freaked out when I entered! So many people, mysteriously disappearing in one night!

It was the local officials who dragged me in to consult on the case. The situation is under lockdown, no word has gotten out yet." Phils, as a world-renowned paranormal expert, usually wouldn’t mind such matters.

But now, knowing that genuine paranormal dangers could emerge at any moment in the case, and having seen a small city become deserted overnight.

He was no longer as calm and composed as he would be with minor cases.

"Is it that serious?" Rekus frowned.

"Extremely serious. The military has been mobilized and is ready to cordon off the area anytime. They have already started building quarantine walls urgently." Phils rubbed his temples and bit hard into a large piece of pizza.

"But personally, I think it’s useless. This time, the so-called Perfect Blood carrier sample from the psychiatric hospital was released. The Blood Energy Group had an accident on the way, the vehicle overturned. The carrier woke up and immediately killed the team that went to meet him from the research institute."

"That monster... The Blood Energy Group actually dared to bring it out... They’re insane," Rekus said helplessly.

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"That’s right, I’ve learned from the special department that this carrier was originally a mother who went to visit her son at the psychiatric hospital. But an accident occurred, people from the Blood Energy Group at the psychiatric hospital set up a ceremony, attempting to summon the legendary Demon God Fura’er. As a result, Fura’er didn’t appear, but a drop of her blood did. This blood entered the carrier’s body," Phils explained in detail.

"That sounds perverse..."

"Indeed. Thankfully the military has intervened now, there shouldn’t be much of a problem, just bombarding the area, any monster would be obliterated," Phils seemed visibly more relaxed.

The two of them continued eating pizza and casually chatting about the recent status of other spiritual individuals they knew.

Time slowly shifted from 7:30 in the evening to 9:42 at night.

After eating and having a few drinks, the two men walked out arm-in-arm, staggering towards the temporary courtyard Rekus had rented here.

Just then, beep beep beep!

Phils’ phone started ringing.

He took out his mobile, and seeing the caller ID, he sobered up considerably.

He pressed to answer, and an anxious male voice came from the other end immediately.

"Professor Phils, something’s not right! Why did they withdraw the troops at Basarodi?"

"Retreat? That’s unlikely. When I left, I made it very clear, do not send people to probe, just use white phosphorus bombs from a distance, burn for three to four days, that should solve the problem."

"But now they’ve already withdrawn at Basarodi; we can’t even contact them. The Mother of Blood has started to expand for the second time. According to the micro-monitoring, it’ll reach your town in about ten minutes!" the man on the other end spoke hurriedly.

"What! Ten minutes!?" Phils’ expression froze.

"So get out of there now, Professor, it’s too late if you don’t leave!"

"But there are so many people here! What the hell is going on with the Bai Luote authorities! Why withdraw the troops, what about the more than a dozen towns behind us!? And what about the population of over four hundred thousand people!? Have they gone mad!?" Phils was somewhat stunned, his heart racing faster than ever before, feeling an unprecedented panic.

His spiritual ability was precognition, he would always get a warning before extremely bad things were about to happen.

And at this moment... the prompt from his spiritual ability was stronger than any before.

This meant that the danger this time was absolutely beyond any previous incident!

"What’s going on!?" At this point, Rekus, who had been driving, heard something wrong and quickly asked.

"The Mother of Blood... The Mother of Blood expanded!" Phils briefly described the situation.

"Fuck!!" Rekus had heard about Bai Luote’s unreliability, but such a disregard was unprecedented for him.

"What do we do now!? Even if we request urgent mobilization, it would be too late!" Phils was sweating from his forehead, his mind racing, trying to think of a solution.

"What’s the ability of the Mother of Blood?" Rekus asked quickly.

"Immune to bullets, shells, other damages unknown, suspected to possess unlimited evolutionary adaptive ability. Any damage upon contact with her will begin to adapt at high speed after three seconds and evolve a targeted ability to counter this type of injury."

"Damn it...!!" Rekus had heard of outrageous things, but never something as outrageous as this.

Such an ability, just by hearing about it, made one feel desperate...

"What’s your suggestion?"

"Non-damaging capture. When I left, everything was going smoothly, and we even temporarily locked down the Mother of Blood’s trajectory and successfully captured her, but now... something must have happened!" Phils took deep breaths. "We must find a way, otherwise, hundreds of thousands of residents here will be in danger!"

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Rekus’ eyes.

"By the way, Phils, did I ever tell you how I came here to meet up with you?"

"Why talk about that now!?" Phils was almost frantic, unable to understand his friend’s train of thought.

"I just want to tell you... we won’t need ten minutes, we’re in trouble right now..." Rekus looked ahead at the two figures over two meters tall that emerged from the darkness.

His heart started pounding.

The two hulking figures were clad in thick black metal suits, completely encased like giant cans.

They carried a heavy Battle Axe in one hand and a machine gun in the other, with copious bullet chains hanging on their chests. They now stood fifteen meters in front of the car, like two large black bears in the snow, watching intently.

"What the hell is that!?" Phils pointed at the two hulking figures in front and turned to his friend. "I remember you said you were unemployed, not that you broke the law!"

"Do you think political struggles are easy? I escaped, the National Security Bureau was being hunted down, didn’t you see the news?" Rekus skillfully floored the accelerator, opened the car door, and then kicked his friend out, quickly jumping out of the car himself.

Boom!!

At that moment, one of the two hulking figures sprinted a few steps and appeared in front of the car in the blink of an eye, slamming the axe down.

With a thunderous explosion, the sedan was nailed in place; the hood was brutally smashed open, and the tires whined, unable to move forward.

Rekus, now out of the car, moved swiftly, expertly weaving between houses, clearly not his first time doing this.

"What are those things!? So fierce!?"

"The Spirit Alliance’s Spiritual Energy forces!"

"Is the Spirit Alliance that fierce??"

Phils looked back and saw the two can-like figures chasing them with the agility of monkeys, a cold sweat breaking out.

He was beginning to understand why his friend, despite his high position, was so wary and fearful of the Spirit Alliance.