Chapter 1784 - 918: Opportunity

"What a disgrace."

Ying Lin sighed softly with realization, "Since when did killings at Cliff Corner require sneak attacks?"

"Isn't that how the world is?

Today I steal from you, tomorrow you steal from me... A lifetime of stealing, being stolen from, isn't that just normal?"

Just behind him was the shadow of the person who had recently recreated Mountain Lord's power through event records.

The man whose throat was pierced by the dart thrown casually by him, just as the counterfeit attack arrived, raised his palm from the blood pool and delivered this desperate counter-strike!

After exerting all his might to deliver this strike, he was already exhausted, barely alive, lacking even the strength to pull the mask off his face.

The bloodstained opening on his throat continued to gush with blood...

To deceive Ying Lin's eyes, ordinary Concealing Breath Techniques are useless; to gamble, one can only wager their own life!

Through the Ether series Secret Ritual, he read his former self, temporarily rewinding to the beginning—stripping away all his blessings, temporarily abandoning the Transcend Rank, reverting himself to the state before becoming the Chosen One.

The only thing left was this unparalleled, unmatched strike that he had dedicated his life and hard work to!

In the same manner, he repaid the humiliation from the past when the opponent killed his employer in front of him.

This is how it is, an eye for an eye!

"You're right..."

Ying Lin nodded slightly with a forced smile, "I'll leave first."

He closed his eyes, fell backward, never to breathe again.

The remaining body rapidly mutated, transforming into the likeness of a shriveled crow.

Dead.

Elsewhere, others rushed up from the blood pool, administered injections to maintain the wounds, and peeled off a layer of blood-soaked thin paper from his face.

Pale whiskers appeared out of thin air, and the hidden years returned, along with the blessing and power.

Injury stabilized again, but the horrific scar on his throat remained indelible.

"Phew, almost thought I was really going to die."

Cliff Corner Old Deng climbed up from the ground, recalling today's gamble, sweating profusely: "How did you know the old crow would come?"

"I didn't know."

Ji Jue replied without turning his head, "No matter who comes, it's always the same tactic, take whoever you can."

"...Just this one."

Cliff Corner Old Deng sighed, listening intently, hearing the distant rushing intent to kill and fury across the rolling flames and thick smoke overhead.

The instinct brought by Cicada's Senses trembled continuously, warning him of the impending crisis.

It was the terrifying weight that even transcendence found hard to bear.

It felt like, the entire East City finally awoke from chaos, bursting with murderous intent, furious beyond measure!

"Dragging the time to now has already been very difficult..."

He picked up his long spear from the blood pool, swung it a few times, "Next, there will probably be no chance, boy, are you prepared for a fight to the death?"

"Fight to the death? Maybe."

Ji Jue chuckled, gazing down at the Flame Light seeping from the fissure, "Let me correct a mistake in your words, old sir, the ones with no chance, it's not us..."

Within the fissure, the lingering Gray Flame rose, illuminating his blood-stained smile.

"—It's East City!"

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"Report, all balloons have been cleared!"

Outside East City, on the sea surface skiff, several breathless Chosen Ones were almost unable to stand.

Having summoned a storm through the Entropy System to sweep all balloons onto the sea surface, performing harmless disposal.

Now, one by one, yellow smiley balloons bobbed amidst the waves, glowing in bursts under the spiritual reaction within.

Yes, glowing.

Just glowing, nothing else useful!

Moreover, underneath, hung tiny steel tanks the size of thumbs, looking incredibly eerie, who knows what's inside them.

"Don't touch!" The leader's expression was cautious, "Where are the chemical analysts? Hurry..."

"Captain, maybe, there's no need for the analysts."

A youngster sniffed the familiar scent in the air, picked one up, took a mouthful directly and couldn't help but let out a sharp, bizarre laugh.

"Damn it... It's all laughing gas!"

Thus, between the sea and sky, no more sounds except the sharp laughter of rage resonating incessantly before the rising and falling yellow smiley balloons.

"Chief, the City Hall emergency evacuation is complete."

A weary voice echoed in the radio, "Also, we've clarified the matter of the gas tanks... They're just... ordinary cooking gas.

Little Quan called just now to ask, and the supplier said the driver delivered to the wrong place..."

No one spoke anymore in the silent command room.

Only Yu Yinglong's expression twitched and twitched, twisting into a bizarre shape, while the radio channel reported again.

Gathering all the elite from Security Bureau's second department, closely following the slaughterhouse's clue, expending every effort, pulling resources beyond limits, deploying more than sixteen Blessed Creations and the city's full strength.

When everyone descended from the heavens like divine soldiers to launch a surprise attack on the second water reservoir, they discovered... the altar beneath the water was just a facade.

And the sacrificial offering pointed to by countless curses on the altar was simply a...

Hmm, a pig's head.

Still one with the hair burned off!

A team member skilled in culinary arts quietly noted that the pig's head was a good pick and would taste great if brought back for a braise.

But of course, no one dared to say that aloud.

When the photo of the grinning pig's head appeared on the screen before Yu Yinglong, the reflection of the lamp light clearly illuminated his livid face.

One person and one pig, facing each other across the screen, as if there were endless words between them.

At this point, when all the smoke was dispersed and every misleading sign vanished, what appeared on the news TV screens for everyone was the East City Bank still ablaze!

"All personnel from Division Two, assemble immediately..."

Yu Yinglong took a deep breath, striving to restrain his anger: "Deploy the Eight-direction Plate, make the drop within the city, assist in sealing off inside and out, mobilize the Transcend Rank of all divisions, prepare to break in.

Also, report to the Town Guardian, and if necessary, ask for interference from the Heavenly People!

Immediately, right now, this instant!

I want to burn all these damned bastards to ashes!!!"

Amid the proxy guardian's roar, all the manpower that Division Two of the East City Security Bureau could muster was deployed, the mass distribution from the Heart Core had transmitted the situation into everyone's minds.

The operation began from this moment, the Security Bureau's entire force had completed its convergence.

Even the East City Guardian, who had held a position for many years with little to say, had received the news.

Meanwhile, with Chen Qing understanding the stakes, after gaining unrestricted action privileges, Han Hui finally broke free from the suppression of the Heavenly Essence Law.

At this moment, he gazed toward the burning East City Bank in the distance.

His eyes nearly burst!

As he stretched out his hand, the black shadow of a serpent appeared from above the sky, sealing the firmament, with cold eyes gazing downward.

Through the fierce flames and thick smoke, the ruins and slabs, Ji Jue lifted his head, looked at the firmament overhead, as if signaling with his hand.

And then… under the gaze of those enraged eyes, he reached out his sinful hand toward the last remaining lock of the barrier!

Thus, the vault shook violently, and a mournful wail like that of a whale falling rose from the depths of the earth.

This was the final alarm.

A crimson screen covered the headquarters of the East City Security Bureau.

Meanwhile, beneath the East City Bank, an unseen ritual gradually emerged from the water mirror, violently engulfing spiritual essence, emitting waves of intense reactions, soon to activate!

"Gao Yuanchen, what are you waiting for!!!"

Yu Yinglong, on the brink of losing his reason, picked up the intercom and made one last urge to the Governor: "Do you really want to watch East City's years of reputation collapse just like this?!"

In the shelter beneath the governor's mansion, the Governor, who had long been silent, sighed wearily, gritted his teeth, nodded, and raised his hand.

The ring glowed faintly, using this as a token, mobilizing the Heavenly Essence Law buried throughout East City, activating the deepest underlying commands.

Open all permissions, allow all defensive weapons to activate, putting the entire East City into the highest level of [Threat Status]!

Yu Yinglong finally breathed a sigh of relief, instinctively raised his hand, delegated authority, and activated the Earth Vein Lock!

"Wait! Wait a moment!"

A craftsman from Division Three, holding a large stack of blueprints, burst in from outside, sweating profusely, shouting hoarsely:

"Director, the feedback sequence of the vault seems wrong, don't activate it yet..."

Too late.

Snap!

It sounded like the chains loosening, and the final authority was delegated.

The sixteen mega-scale Dragon Prison Locks shackled on the Earth Veins of East City opened as commanded.

At that moment, an eerie rumble resounded from beneath the earth, making one's scalp tingle.

It was as if a long-sealed reservoir finally opened its gates, an endless force surged forth, enveloping the entire East City.

Only, the tremor grew more intense, wave after wave, incessant, even the lights flickered, casting a pallor over the craftsman's face.

He turned back with difficulty, gazed at the earth vein flow chart on the screen, and instinctively calculated.

Finally, as if he understood something, the blueprints of the former vault in his hand fell to the ground.

"It's over."

He plopped down on the scattered blueprints on the ground.

He had seen that worst-case scenario.

As the long-awaited Ganlin surged from the Earth Veins, infinite spiritual essence supply gathered along the former Eight Wind Framework, and the near-collapsing vault emitted a dazzling fierce light, beginning self-repair.

But alas, the repair program was not what anyone expected...

Sounds of fine cracks emerged from the deepest darkness.

Above the vault, the [Demolition Stake] that had been welded to the entire vault finally cracked open like a budding seed, revealing its true form.

Thus, the final alarm sounded from the silent command center of the Security Bureau.

On the screen, lines of crimson text erupted like a waterfall...

——Kunwu Lock, rioting out of control!