Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1497 - 85: The Broken Puppet

Chapter 1497: Chapter 85: The Broken Puppet

The middle-aged man who strode elegantly into the theater lobby, exuding sophisticated grace, was none other than Ulysses-K-Bingxu, the Group Leader of the LA Magic Night Saints Team, ranked second among teams in Trojan World, one of the Seven Seeds, and second in individual strength—recognized by the nickname "The Fractured Doll"!

The lowest ranking of Bingxu’s Group Members was S-level; each capable of standing their ground alone, easily qualifying for the position of Group Leader in most Trojan Squads.

"Is he going to kill us?" Fu Tianxiao quietly moved away from the BOSS, trying to hide near Tang Zheng.

Bingxu’s aura was too intimidating, not only for Fu Tianxiao but even for the fearless brutes, who showed prudent expressions and refrained from taking advantage of the wounded songstress, instead staying on guard against him.

This mission did not prohibit Team Battles, so Bingxu could kill them without worrying about any Punishment.

The songstress felt the deadly pressure emanating from Bingxu and began chanting again.

The Sound Wave vibrated, sweeping over like a tidal wave, causing all the Mutated Creatures to violently mutated, abandoning Tang Zheng and his companions, fiercely rushing towards Bingxu with no regard for life or death.

"The Lord says to learn forgiveness!" Bingxu swept a tranquil glance at Tang Zheng and the others, waving the brown briefcase in his hand.

It transformed, spilling out golden light, shimmering as it turned into a Handgun with a barrel a foot long, bearing the imprint of a red cross decoration.

Bang, a Bullet wrapped in Golden Butterflies shot out, tearing through the Mutated Creature’s Defense Line and striking the songstress on the stage.

The songstress screamed, the part where she was hit shattered, decayed, and spread.

"Infernal Fall, Eightfold Hell!" Bingxu’s lips barely moved as his magnetic voice filled the entire Lobby, changing the entire space.

A massive Magic Array emerged from the ground, radiating Golden Light; countless Golden Butterflies fluttered their wings, dancing lightly.

Hand after hand of Evil Spirits struggled to reach up from underground, clawing their way out, howling as they charged at the Mutated Creatures. They were Bingxu’s Servants, once judged by Bingxu.

The melodious etching sounded like a profound and ancient Mass echoing in the church, resonating in the Lobby, cleansing souls and compelling repentance, even more so than the songstress’ Soul Song!

"This leads directly to the City of Misery!"

"This leads directly to Endless Suffering!"

"This leads directly to the place where fallen beings converge!"

"I am eternal and inexhaustible. Before me, all things were unshaped—only the eternal existed. Come, abandon all hope!"

Bingxu walked down the passageway, firing the second shot at the songstress!

The Mutated Creatures couldn’t get close; entangled by Evil Spirits, their bodies began to erode as if trapped in a Nightmare, writhing in agony.

This was Bingxu’s powerful domain attack. When launched, his guardian Beatrix would manifest the golden disc, accompanied by the deployment of a massive domain barrier, covering the entire combat zone. Depending on the opponent, one of the eightfold punishments of Hell would be displayed, and the guards of each hell would emerge to fight for Bingxu!

This Ability could be activated simultaneously with Divine Judgment and Sky Ring, stacking effects for an extremely Strong power hit, capable of instantly killing S-level fearless fighters, though it consumed a vast amount of Life Energy!

The Mutated Creatures were no match for a mere lowest-ranking Evil Spirit, plunging them into chaos.

Bang, Bingxu took five steps and fired the third shot at the songstress!

The gunshots signaled the call to arms, and in front of him, projections of the Devil Night Crusaders appeared, dressed in black and white priestly robes with golden crosses stitched at the neckline and cuffs.

The first group, mounted on War Horses and wrapped in heavy Armor, wielding Dragon Spears, charged fearlessly towards the songstress.

The second group, armored, left arm holding a heavy shield and right arm wielding a Two-handed Broadsword, marched in formation towards the songstress.

The third group, in light clothing, carried Gatling Machine Guns, firing golden Bullets in a dense Barrage, covering the songstress like a swarm of Bumblebees hunting for prey.

Tang Zheng and his companions were also within Bingxu’s domain, a pressure of death that pushed them into Hero Mode. For those with lesser strength, like Tao Ran and Li Huiwen, they were dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

They turned into the Soy Sauce Party, losing the chance to make a move.

The Fractured Doll kept on attacking, once again uttering sacred words.

"Judgment! Nightmare of Dreams! Evil Reality!"

The bodies of the Mutated Creatures were immediately set ablaze, a blue Purifying Flame, cascading like torches, forming a blue Firewall in the dark Lobby, flickering for just a few seconds before dimming completely.

Countless black ashes fell and scattered.

Boom, the female singer was wrapped in blue flames, writhing in agony. Her body was charred, and every struggle shook off a large amount of ash.

This is one of Bingxu’s attack techniques, which can enter multiple targets’ mental worlds simultaneously, imparting a spiritual judgment on them. Once judged as sinners, they would become victims of their own misdeeds, subject to multiple punishments until the purifying flames would finally cleanse their souls, the memories others have of them, and their physical form in reality.

Those who survive the judgment are generally either the pure and untainted or the original sinners who had committed minor offenses to survive.

Blood streamed on the stage where the Devil Night Crusaders were fiercely battling the female singer, the monster.

Bingxu stopped in his tracks, the spear in his hand glittering with gold, transforming into a three-meter long Magic Gun covered in spiral patterns, with a round cross-shape beneath the tip, engraved with angelic figures.

This spear, named Dragon Gall Bile, was a mimicry weapon derived from Bingxu’s unique weapon arsenal, capable of phasing between reality and illusion. It could choose to cause death, erase souls, or leave a mark of redemption. It was a powerful weapon that, during Bingxu’s first entry into Hero Mode for the major cleansing themed game, obliterated Freddy and three hundred dreamland demons in one sweep, subjecting them to judgment and turning them into servants.

The female singer’s ribs writhed and massive wings sprouted, flapping towards the ceiling, attempting to escape.

Swoosh, Bingxu swung his arm, and the Dragon Gall Bile, like a bolt of lightning, shot through the female singer. Then it hovered momentarily, fell, and nailed her to the ground.

Boom, the female singer’s body swelled with large bulges, expanding, then burst open, dousing the lobby like a tide of blood, everything dripping in crimson, the scent of blood pungent.

No one spoke, and even the most aggressive tough guys held their breath. After witnessing Bingxu’s effortless obliteration of the female singer, he had one thought left: the second of the Trojan World indeed lived up to his reputation.

The Golden Butterflies vanished, the Magic Array dissolved, and the Devil Night Crusaders saluted Bingxu in unison, waiting for one of them to present a Crystal Ball dropped by the female singer to their master. Their figures then dimmed, and they returned to the church.

With the Spoils of War taken, no one complained or dared to; strictly speaking, Dantai and his group dealt at most one-quarter of the damage to the female singer.

"Evil will ultimately be purified!" Bingxu’s Dragon Gall Bile turned back into a briefcase. He glanced at the Corpse of the BOSS before turning his attention away, looking towards Tang Zheng and his group.

The tough guys tensed up, ready to flee at any sign of trouble.

"Young man, we meet again. How have you been feeling lately?" Bingxu, without even looking, tossed the Crystal Ball to Tang Zheng, "Consider this an apology. Last time, I offended you by initiating the Memory Corridor without permission."

Fu Tianxiao’s heart skipped two beats. She didn’t need her Wristwatch to scan and know that this item was at least SSS Grade, considering the female singer’s strength.

"No reward without merit!" Tang Zheng didn’t want to owe favors and tried to throw it back.

"Group Leader, don’t be foolish." Sha Ou appeared behind Tang Zheng at some point, now grabbing his arm.

Bingxu’s gaze fell on Sha Ou, feeling as if struck by holy light, his nerves stinging painfully, his legs trembling uncontrollably, nearly wetting himself.

"Old man, don’t force me to act!" Tang Zheng stepped forward, stepping out from his Team to shield them. He was aware of how unpredictable Bingxu’s Ability was.

"I never take back what I give!" Bingxu turned and left. "Head to Central Park. A big battle is about to unfold there."

"Have you found the Ultimate Boss?" The tough guy rallied himself to ask, but unfortunately, he got no response.

"He’s so strong, overwhelmingly superior. Even if we went all out, I doubt we could last two minutes!" The Warcraft brother let out a sigh of relief after Bingxu’s figure vanished beyond the Main Entrance.

"You’re really overestimating yourself. I bet it wouldn’t even last a minute," the tough guy grimaced, embarrassed by being ignored.

"What on earth is that briefcase? I really want to scan it!" Not just Fu Tianxiao was curious; everyone was eager to catch a glimpse—it was the unique weapon of the world’s second-ranked, which many had never even heard of, let alone seen.

"Then why don’t you scan it?" Pang Meiqin couldn’t stand Fu Tianxiao clinging to Tang Zheng and spoke mockingly.

"Do you think I’m stupid?" Fu Tianxiao glared back at the Beautiful Leg Stewardess.

"I know what it is." Zhu Kefu suddenly appeared, startling everyone. As a team that had multiple encounters with the LA Magic Night Saints Team, they were familiar with the cracked puppet’s weapons.

Tang Zheng was also very interested.

"Dead Sea Scrolls-Samael Bible-Enoch Book, Bingxu’s SSS Grade unique property Prop. When merged with his ability, it can mimic various Props and also carries multiple copies of his soul. Unless the book is utterly destroyed, there’s no way to kill Bingxu!" Zhu Kefu didn’t hold back on the reveal, which made everyone gasp.

"Does that mean Bingxu is immortal?" Wang Jin’s eyes sparkled with avarice, wishing it were his.

"Not just that. The Enoch Book also has the power to summon guardians. Bingxu chose the calm demeanor based on himself and two guardian forms based on his deceased wife—the Golden Witch Beatrix. They are very powerful and could easily defeat me. No problem at all." Although Zhu Kefu feigned indifference, his eyes betrayed deep wariness, as this was a being on par with the King of War.

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