Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 337 - 337 60 Playing Catch-up_2

337: Chapter 60: Playing Catch-up_2 337: Chapter 60: Playing Catch-up_2 The dragon cultist’s gaze flitted nervously, as he attempted to catch a glimpse of the situation behind him through the screen and mirror on the desk, but all he saw was the corner of a brown trench coat.

Then he heard the voice of a third person, nor he himself, nor the Huojin God.

This voice carried the calm and confidence characteristic of an expert, prompting one to immediately imagine the appearance of a mature man.

“Roll it,” the man said, “and see how lucky you are today.”

The dragon cultist shuddered as he picked up the hundred-sided dice, letting it roll across the table.

A gloved hand stretched in front of his eyes, plucking the rounded dice between two fingers.

The uninvited guest slowly twirled the dice on his fingertips and tapped it onto the table.

The hundred-sided dice stood firmly, the ominous number 1 crowning the top, proclaiming his doom!

“Aieeee!” the dragon cultist screamed continuously, “How could this be?

Is it the god-forsaken day, damn it?!”

“Indeed, it is the god-forsaken day, the day the deities perish.”

The man in the trench coat pulled the trigger.

After a soft click, the dragon cultist lost consciousness with no wound on his body.

The man in the trench coat put away his gun, moved the unconscious long-haired man aside, and seated himself in the chair.

He took out the map of Weiyuan City that he always carried, with dense pencil lines drawn all over it, each one personally rendered by Mr.

Xuan Zhi.

“Now it’s your great failure, and I shall write the content for you.”

The man in the trench coat tilted the map.

Countless pencil lines slid off like droplets to the edge of the map, crossing the boundaries between planes and flowing into the paper that documented the course of the dragon cultist’s written events.

These pencil traces rapidly transformed, penning neat lines of Imperial script:

[Due to memory confusion from long nights of sleeplessness, the recorder made some imprecise errors in the record, hereby corrected.]

[The team of three investigators who began operating five days earlier, whose names were changed from Gongsun Ce, Shiyu Ling, and Chuyun Linai to Will, Will, and Will.]

[The reinforcements that arrived at Dahe Island three minutes ago, whose name was changed from Shiyu Lianyi to Will.]

[The above corrections are effective immediately.

Recorder: Liu Zhongwu.

Proxy writer: Will.]

Namo San!

What audacious and unreasonable changes!

Yet, these writings did indeed take effect—if there were any hidden gods present, they could see four new connections appearing above Special Agent Will’s head…

and thousands of miles away, the connections above the heads of the four investigators disappeared!

At the same moment, deep beneath Weiyuan City.

At the center of the Big Seven Evils Electronic Array, Shiyu Spirit Temple rang out with a scream.

“Great disaster is coming—!

Great disaster is coming—!

All invaders have arrived at Weiyuan City!

All invaders have arrived at Weiyuan City!”

The ninja guarding the door in place of Yamaoka, Shocking General = san, literally dislocated his jaw in surprise.

Shocking General ran swiftly to Zuiyan’s door, not bothering to knock, when the Ninja Army Leader already emerged from within.

Shocking General kneeled on one knee: “All invaders have arrived at Weiyuan City.”

“Immediately contact Pure = san who went to intercept to confirm the situation, urgently search for Crushed = san who has been confirmed to have fought.” The elder ninja gave orders briskly as he walked toward the center of the Array, “Notify Shiyu Research Institute and Sirang Electronics Society, prepare for emergency array maintenance.”

“Understood!” Shocking General stood up, bowed, and retreated quickly.

Zuiyan opened the door to the depths alone.

Shiyu Spirit Temple sat in the restraint chair as usual.

“Detail the key points.”

“The Black Sword of Slaughter, Narcissus of Solitude, Yidou Nengmai’s proxy, and child blessed by the Huojin God.

All gathered within Weiyuan City, determined as the highest priority divination matter!”

“Change the divination target.”

“It’s really tricky!

The top priority divination item can’t be changed!” The girl struggled in torment on the stool, shouting incoherently like a broken machine, “Intruder in the purse area!

Intruder in the Yuexun District!

Intruder in the Sixth Institute District!

Intruder in the Jiushijiu Tower!

Intruder in…

The girl rattled off names like a local tour guide, from city subdivisions to specific buildings.

The intruders she mentioned seemed to be capable of teleportation, scattering across the entire Weiyuan City in just minutes.

The experienced old ninja made a judgment.

Without any evidence, but powered by Ninja Intuition, his intuition drunkenly revealed the answer to him.

It was counter-divination.

The group of intruders used some technique unknown even to the Ninja Army, completely distorting and concealing their trail!

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Agent Will wrapped all the dice in the map carefully and locked them in a suitcase.

His gaze swept across all the dice records from the past few days, reading each option carefully.

The options included “Hidden Law Master goes berserk,” “Shiyu Genmi dies violently,” as well as “Him”, a figure even giant dragon worshippers dared not mention, which appeared before the interwoven dreams.

Will took out a notebook and quickly jotted down key intelligence.

Just as he was about to put away the record paper, he noticed a new line of text that had spontaneously appeared on the paper.

It was in an extremely ancient script from Zero Island, complex and difficult, barely readable even for ordinary inhabitants of Zero Island.

Fortunately, Agent Will was learned and talented.

He interpreted the appended text with no trouble.

The gray ancient text clearly carried the personal emotions of the writer, and from its content, it was almost certainly infused with offended rage:

[Agent Will’s actions have triggered a series of unpredictable chain reactions; the Red Mage will return to Zero Island.]

Will took out his notebook and made a note.

“Then let it come.”

There was a knock at the door, and a middle-aged man dressed as a driver walked in, quietly waiting for further instructions.

“The operation moves to the Second Stage,” the man in a trench coat methodically laid out the tasks, “Please have the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect initiate the Array setup, Mr.

Maoli follows the original plan to contact the former Ninja Army, and I need to communicate with Director Liu Zhongwu.”

“Understood.” Maoli, also known as Wildfire, handed over a cell phone and left in silence.

The man in the trench coat locked the door behind him, quickly entered a series of passwords, and connected to a director’s private line within three seconds.

“I am Liu Zhongwu, go ahead.”

“I am Will.

I conducted a blockade using the method you taught me.

The Void Light Dragon’s interference has been temporarily halted, but it has retaliated,” the man stared at the paper in his hand, “It is now confirmed that the Red Mage is headed for Zero Island, and the Hidden Law Master is very likely active on Zero Island.”

“The Hidden Law Master must have accomplices.

It’s pretty much as we anticipated.”

Director Liu paused on the phone before saying, “How are you holding up right now?”

Agent Will clenched his fist, repeated it three times.

“The backlash from the Huojin Realm has diminished my output.

I am only confident enough for one all-out attack.”

“To still have energy left under the influence of the Void Light Dragon, you are indeed impressive,” Liu Zhongwu’s voice held genuine admiration, “Firepower support has been adjusted this evening.

If necessary…”

Will nodded.

“I’ll handle it.”

They discussed many details, and then the man in the trench coat walked out the door.

He stood alone in the corridor, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it, and quietly gazing at the waning moon in the sky.

A stream of smoke blended into the night sky as clouds obscured the moonlight; the hallway was pitch black, with just a flicker of a flame.

The agent extinguished the cigarette butt, donned his hat, and disappeared into the darkness.