Night's Nomenclature
Chapter 519: A Token of Loyalty

“National hero Zard will live forever!”

“Fire at will! Fire at will! The motherland is proud of me!”

The little green dinosaur initially shouted in broken Japanese, but could only manage that one line; trying to say anything else just resulted in a repeat.

Hundreds of Shadow Agency members surrounded and intercepted him, but who knew that although he was wearing a dinosaur costume, he ran like a gust of wind.

A reporter murmured, “Is this guy crazy…?”

“Seems like it…”

Since the beginning of the crossover, because of He Xiaoxiao, many people treated Inner World as a large-scale virtual reality game.

Later, as everyone became more familiar with Inner World and understood how cruel it was, they gradually sobered up.

However, Zard still maintained his hedonistic and detached spirit, even if he came to crash the party alone, he treated it like a game.

During his escape, this little green dinosaur was captured on camera by reporters outside.

Seeing dozens of cameramen outside pointing their cameras at him.

The Shadow Agency members no longer hesitated. Hundreds of them immediately formed a line to block his path, their weapons all cocked, and they began to fire.

But strangely, even though the bullets clearly hit the little green dinosaur, and the ferocious Metal Storm had torn the dinosaur costume, riddling it with holes,

the green dinosaur continued running as if nothing had happened.

The Shadow Agency members were utterly shocked. Although there were many Metahumans in this world, no one had ever heard of anyone who could withstand a hail of bullets. Even a Demi-God wouldn’t use this kind of tanking method!

However, the next moment.

The green dinosaur costume on Zard was like a layer of wax, and the Metal Storm was like a ladle of hot oil, which cleanly “washed” away the wax layer, revealing the young man running wildly underneath.

The young man suddenly crouched down, pressing his hands to the ground: “Burial!”

In an instant, the vast square outside the Osaka Municipal Government Office suddenly turned to sand, and a huge pit collapsed out of thin air, swallowing all the Shadow Agency members.

There was no dust or smoke, the stones turning into sand without producing any dust; only sand.

Zard pressed his hands to the ground. In front of him, the ground, like the veins on a human arm, spread out countless cracks and textures.

This madman, shedding his costume, looked like a god descending from heaven, displaying unimaginable power.

Zard roared: “Combine!”

At the edge of the pit, the flowing sand was like a waterfall hanging from the edge of the sky pit, instantly burying the hundreds of Shadow Agency members.

The ground was flat.

As if nothing had happened.

This scene came too suddenly and was too shocking. The reporters outside the square filmed this scene, and then watched the young man who had just used his strange power to bury hundreds of people slowly walking towards them.

Zard revealed his true Face^[-] and calmly came in front of the camera. Without waiting for the reporters to say anything, he said: “This time, coming to Japan, I mainly felt that everyone here is having a lot of fun and enjoying themselves…”

The usually talkative Zard frowned and faltered. He was thinking, directly showing that he was a little envious of those who blew up shrines, would that make him seem like he was following the trend?

But he had to say something.

In silence, the reporters trembled as they held up their cameras, fearing that they might offend this madman.

The next moment, Zard suddenly straightened his clothes and said to the camera: “Thanks to my parents, thanks to the director, thanks to the producer for giving me this opportunity…”

Reporters: “???”

Cameraman: “???”

Are you accepting an award here?!

“Oh, right,” Zard suddenly said to the camera: “I forgot to mention the important thing… remember, this is my token of loyalty!”

The roar of engines could be heard in the distance. Within the 3000-meter blockade, countless Shadow Agency members were converging here.

The reporters thought that they should quickly get away, otherwise, when the Shadow Agency captured this madman, they would definitely be implicated.

But before they could run away, they saw the young man laugh: “Too late.”

He spread his arms and fell straight backward. The moment his body touched the ground, his body crumbled into a pile of sand.

A reporter roared at the cameraman: “Did you capture what just happened?! How did he disappear?!”

A person in the square outside the Osaka Municipal Government Office wiped out a wave of Shadow Agency security personnel, and then escaped so easily?!

Wait, where’s Shadow Agency’s chosen one? Why didn’t they come after this madman?

Just as they were pondering, intensive gunfire came from inside the Osaka Municipal Government Office.

Inside the building, Shadow Agency members were falling like dumplings, being thrown out from broken windows.

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The killing at the press conference was too sudden, and the little green dinosaur outside the press conference also appeared too suddenly.

The two people here and outside made their moves simultaneously, although they hadn't discussed it, they unexpectedly formed a tacit cooperation.

Qing Chen blew away the surrounding crowd with a puff of smoke in the conference hall. When the explosion sounded, the entire building was plunged into panic, and the reporters and staff scrambled to run out of the door.

The sound of the explosion, mixed with the fear of having just witnessed hundreds of Shadow Agency members exploding into a bloody mist in front of them, caused all non-combatants to lose their ability to think normally.

Qing Chen only needed to provoke unrest today, to escalate the situation, and force the Shadow Agency to withdraw personnel from Hokkaido, so he had no intention of fighting to the death.

This building was not suitable for a fight to the death.

If he allowed all the Shadow Agency members within the blockade to surround him, even if he had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough.

Qing Chen took advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd, but several elite combat teams were still tracking his clothes and appearance.

The press conference hall was on the third floor, the fleeing reporters ran downstairs, while he separated from the crowd at the stairs and ran upstairs.

On the Shadow Agency’s combat channel, Shendai Yunwu’s voice rang out: “Attention, attention, the target has not mixed with the crowd, he ran upstairs, everyone enter the building and search upwards, seal all passages!”

“He can't escape anymore, check every room, every corner, even if the search is slow, no mistakes are allowed!”

Casualties continued to appear among the Shadow Agency during the chase.

However, Qing Chen had a revelation. Today, the “security personnel” in the building were all ordinary soldiers, not even a single Gene Soldiers.

In other words, these were the Shadow Agency’s combat troops in the Outer World, without any Time Travelers.

This was a trap laid by the Shadow Agency using the lives of ordinary soldiers.

But the question is, since it's a trap, why hasn't Shadow Agency’s chosen one surrounded him yet, now that he has appeared?

What are they waiting for?

Since arriving in Osaka, many things have become strange. The Shadow Agency’s behavior has suddenly changed, becoming mysterious and unpredictable.

Someone is playing outside the rules, weaving a net.

Qing Chen had a realization. In the past, although there were always seven chosen ones as leaders within the Shadow Agency, Shendai Yunxiu was ostentatiously controlling all the Time Travelers.

But this Shendai Yunxiu seemed to be a puppet.

Now, Qing Chen has realized that he is fighting against the true person in power, and the other party is using his opportunity to return to Osaka to do something.

“Commander, the target suddenly disappeared on the 8th floor!” Shendai Yunwu shouted into the communication channel: “Disappeared? How did he disappear?!”

“Report, commander… I don’t know.”

Shendai Yunwu’s voice was cold: “Everyone take off their helmets, each combat team must confirm the identity of their companions, and continue searching the entire building to see if there are any corpses or battle traces!”

He suspected someone had infiltrated their ranks.

However, after all the combat team members took off their helmets, no strangers were found, and after searching the entire building, no extra bodies were found.

Qing Chen had vanished into thin air.

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On the rooftop of the Osaka Municipal Government Office.

Shendai Kongyu stood at the edge and asked: “If he directly rushes to the rooftop, should we confront him directly?”

Shendai Yunxiu, whose muscles were bulging, calmly said: “It doesn’t matter if he really comes up, has Cloud Mirror marked him?”

Shendai Kongyu nodded: “Marked.”

“Good, let’s proceed as planned.”