This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!
Chapter 330 Pretending to be the Administration Bureau

Chapter 330: Chapter 330 Pretending to be the Administration Bureau

Opportunity City, 4 PM.

Next to a cluster of apartment buildings away from its commercial district, Raffi Road housed a residential area comprising single-story houses and trailers.

This residential area was hardly different from a slum, except that everyone still lived within the city. There wasn’t a wall enclosing or separating it, but it was clearly not a peaceful place.

The residents were either low-income freelancers or criminals selling pills on the street and low-end prostitutes.

Pihom parked his red pickup truck near a trailer and, along with Priskin, moved boxes of ammunition into a nearby hut. They worked hard for about thirty minutes until everything was moved inside.

After the gun store closed, Pihom hesitated, unsure whether to move the safe house to Raffi Road.

After all, as part of the bustling area of Opportunity City, it was difficult to make a big commotion on Raffi Road and get away, not to mention the Administration Bureau was also located here.

The situation near Holy Oak wasn’t any better. One could say that the most stringent security forces in the entire city were there, after all, that’s where the wealthy lived.

However, not relocating was also unrealistic. Before Chen Ke left, four agents from the Administration Bureau had come knocking at his door directly. Although there was no conflict, Pihom was clear it was only for some other temporary reasons they had left.

The Administration Bureau was definitely keeping an eye on them, and being watched wasn’t a good feeling.

The two sat on a crate to rest, and while Pihom pondered moving, he took out his phone to check the stock market.

"Damn, all the stocks I bought have lost value," he muttered, shaking his head.

"You still play with those...?" Priskin said, pulling out two cans of beer from a bag nearby and handing one to Pihom.

"Have you seen the news lately? Seems like Norton City is buzzing with strike parades... Some of the federal Spiritual Power Industries are facing hostile takeovers," Priskin explained.

"I know, but it’s not normal. It’s like all these Fei Huang People trying to get into the spiritual business flooded into the federation overnight," Pihom said, taking a sip of beer.

"Have you ever dealt with Fei Huang People before, Pi?" asked Priskin.

"No, Chen Ke is the Fei Huang Person I’ve dealt with the most," Pihom answered.

"If the Fei Huang People who open companies were as approachable as Chen Ke, I wouldn’t mind interacting with them," Priskin noted.

"How approachable they are, we’d know if we made a heist," Pihom laughed.

...

Deep Anchor District, 9 PM.

Four Asian agents moved through a chilly narrow alley.

These four were Zhou Yi, Zhang Hehuan, Jia Jin, and Li Ming, the ones from the gun store earlier.

Zhou Yi led the way, wielding an MP7 submachine gun fitted with a square scope and silencer. Following him was Zhang Hehuan, armed identically.

Jia Jin and Li Ming followed closely behind; Jia Jin held an MP5HK submachine gun equipped with night vision, red dot sight, and silencer, while Li Ming carried a silenced P90 submachine, with a super short shotgun hanging at his waist.

The four formed a line, each watching different directions, moving quickly through the alleys filled with intersections, while shadows occasionally crossed above them on the rooftops.

Bullet casings occasionally fell near their feet, and the sound of the gun’s recoil mechanism could sometimes be heard—silent battles ensued. Behind the squad, creatures from Yasla died on the rooftops.

As the squad pushed forward, more and more creatures emerged, crawling out like locusts from windows, doors, and various wall cracks, perching on the walls and howling at the squad.

The four continued shooting while hastening their steps, charging into an open half-circle area in the alley.

The creatures stood on the rooftops, looking down at the four, casting strange and bizarre shadows on the ground.

"Get ready," Zhou Yi said.

The next second, the monsters on the rooftop leaped down, attacking the team of four.

At that moment, purple flashes burst out from the four of them, their clothes instantly replaced by a full set of ancient-style armor, spreading out swiftly.

In Zhou Yi’s hands, two long knives suddenly appeared; he held one in an inverse grip in his left hand and one in a normal grip in his right hand and then started to rotate with crisscross steps, like a tornado of blades.

Zhang Hehuan wielded a silver spear, red halos emanating from him as he transformed into a ground-skimming meteor, sprinting back and forth among the throng of monsters.

Jia Jin, holding a large hammer, jumped high into the air and smashed it fiercely onto the ground, blasting out purple flames that turned the surrounding aberrations to scorched twigs.

Li Ming, meanwhile, held a long sword, tossing it into the air; the sword seemed to have a mind of its own as it flew up, charging into the mob of monsters, looping around them like stringing candy haws.

The monsters kept surging forward, but like moths to a flame, they were quickly hacked into pieces by the four, leaving a pile of dismembered corpses on the vacant ground.

Then, six of the monsters clung to each other, their muscles intertwining with a nauseating sound as they began to fuse.

For the torso, the muscles of the two monsters would tear open, leaving a bloody cavity ready for insertion. The monsters at the sides had their flesh tear open at the rib, screaming as they extended long white bones from their abdomens, piercing into the torso.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" The six monsters screamed in agony, twisting as they fused together, rising up to over three meters tall.

Just then, a nimble figure jumped down from the roof, landing on the monster’s head—a woman in a dark trench coat with orange-red hair flowing with the night wind, her hands sparking with electricity.

The woman pressed her hands onto the monster’s head, electric currents crackling loudly, white lightning and red flames intersecting as her eyes turned a deep azure.

"Crackle! Snap!"

The fused monster had barely stood up when it was electrocuted into a bloody mess, its left arm breaking off and falling to the ground, reverting to its monstrous form, curling up and wailing, its entire flesh slowly dissolving into thick fluid, collapsing onto the ground.

The woman leapt off the monster’s body, looked back at the fused monster that had melted down to just one body, then pulled out her revolver and fired a shot into its head.

"Bang!"

The monster’s head burst into gore.

"Hello everyone."

The woman holstered her revolver, patted the blood and flesh off her trench coat, and greeted the team of four.

Everyone had put away their Spiritual Ability Equipment, standing amid the corpses of monsters.

"Eliza," Zhou Yi said, while the other three began checking the bodies on the ground for any survivors.

"She’s not here," Eliza said.

"Then she must be elsewhere; Earth is still very big..." Zhou Yi said.

"Have you made contact with them? Are there any Spiritual Ability Users?" Eliza asked.

"The gun store showed no anomalies; if they aren’t Divine Descent Sect aberrations, they’re just ordinary people... a bunch of robbers," Zhou Yi said.

"How did you make contact with them?" Eliza asked.

"Pretended to be from the Administration Bureau; they were very nervous," Zhou Yi said.

"Then let’s not bother with them anymore," Eliza said.

"Continue the operation," Zhou Yi nodded.

The five of them tidied up their equipment and then left quietly, leaving only the corpses behind.