I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 64 - 53. Peach
"This won’t do."
"I really haven’t been trying hard enough," Mu Qingtong withdrew her gaze from the sky and looked down at the Purple Crystal in her hand. Over the past year, she hadn’t taken the experiments seriously, leading to slow progress.
"It’s time to speed things up."
With a flicker in her eyes, she put away the crystal and swiftly returned to the street with her sword in hand.
Everywhere on the street were Evil infectees who had lost their minds and were eating people, she had to collect more heads before the Holy Department had time to deal with her.
Thinking this, she didn’t hesitate and turned into a ghostly streak of light as she charged into the battlefield.
Like an assassin reaping the weakened, she appeared and disappeared unpredictably, claiming one life with each strike.
"Such twists and turns, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, truly terrifying," Elder Chen in his Taoist robes stood flapping on the rooftop, expressing his incredulity.
"Stop being so scared, look over there," Freya whispered.
Following Freya’s gaze, Elder Chen saw a mysterious person wearing a Spades mask sprinting through the streets, leaving a trail of blood and severed heads wherever they went.
"Spades?" Elder Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.
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The mysterious person seemed to notice their gazes and, after collecting one last head, their figure vanished into the alleys, leaving no trace.
Click— the sound of a phone camera echoed. Freya looked at the photo, contemplating, "A Spades mask, I think Li Sheng mentioned it before."
"The Director and his team have arrived."
The two looked up to see a group of people in white robes flying swiftly in the distance.
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With the remaining fog of Evil Power completely devoured.
Daylight broke, and a reddish glow from the sunrise rose from the east, spilling brilliant sunlight across the land.
On the city streets, people stunned by the fear of the apocalypse looked up at the suddenly cleared sky, momentarily lost in a daze.
Mothers holding children cried tears of joy.
Lovers embraced, while the perpetually single hugged each other, occasionally sharing a passionate kiss of surviving calamity.
The scene was quite beautiful.
Likewise, many people near Blood Evil Street noticed the mysterious figure in a black robe with a standing collar in the center of the storm, their gazes drawn to him.
Xia Feng was very content because the Infinite Stone had gradually increased to 496 grams.
He focused his attention, drawing in the last cluster of Evil Spirit Liquid, ding ding— 500g, just right.
Including the 3 grams he already had, that made a total of 503 grams, meaning he could enter the Evil Dragon Space to absorb dragon essence every day.
For at least two years, he wouldn’t have to worry about absorbing dragon essence.
As for longevity, 5×7 is 35, at least 3500 days, which is at least an additional 9.6 years of life.
Rounded up, that’s ten years—ten years is enough time to gather a lot more Infinite Stone, like... 5000g?
In any case, no more worries about longevity!
Ah, the most important point is that he has thoroughly solved the ’dragon essence addiction’; he feels terribly uncomfortable if he goes a day without it.
With this thought, he began to miss the slumbering Evil Dragon Miss.
"This time, the Divine Evil Association concedes defeat." The man wrapped in mink fur and wearing heart-shaped sunglasses looked sullen, but still suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, "But, Venerable Sir, could you tell us your name?"
Xia Feng opened his eyes, the Black Spade mask inscrutable, and said indifferently, "Who are you to be worthy of knowing my name?"
"....!!" Lord Nine choked, his complexion growing even uglier, but he didn’t dare to get angry. The life essence of a Venerable was different than that of ordinary people, a terrifying existence capable of dealing with him with just a flick of a finger.
It was fortunate that this Venerable didn’t seem to be a person from the Empire. According to the Clown, people from the Burning Heaven Temple, where everyone was a lunatic, probably couldn’t be bothered with people like them.
He didn’t dare to probe any further, nor did he dare stay any longer, and waved to his subordinates.
"We’re pulling out."
About a dozen blood-robed men looked tense as they hurriedly rushed into the light gate behind them, fearful that the Black Spade might suddenly take an interest in discussing life with them.
Whoosh—
The light gate abruptly closed.
Seeing this, Xia Feng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness my acting skills are MAX, I’ve got the bearing and tone of a strong person down pat. These little scamps are a piece of cake.
But at that moment, a sound of breaking air came—
Someone else approaching? Xia Feng’s gaze shifted, spotting a large group of white-robed investigators speeding towards him, and he also saw Prince and the legendary... Director Xuanwu!
One wave had barely settled before another rose.
"Time to slip away..." He twisted his masked face, glanced indifferently at the people approaching from a distance, and then turned around to nonchalantly fly toward the rooftop of Ping Shan Hospital.
Suspended above the rooftop was an oval pitch-black vortex, the entrance to the Calamity Realm’s Minos Bar.
The entrance seemed to perceive his approach, hurriedly accelerating the shrinking of the vortex, ready to flee.
"Try running, I dare you."
Following Xia Feng’s indifferent and soft voice, the vortex entrance abruptly froze in its transformation, and even opened up its pitch-black maw slightly to welcome Xia Feng’s entry.
By the time the others arrived, the Black Spade-masked person had already vanished along with the Calamity Realm vortex.
In fact, Director Xuanwu had the power to stop this Black Spade, but he ultimately did not intervene, as it was obvious that the other party wanted to leave and had no interest in entangling with them any further.
He naturally did not wish to complicate matters further.
"Not a person from the Empire." Prince stood with his hands behind his back on the rooftop, his eyes profound as he stared at the spot where the Black Spade had disappeared, "And judging by the methods, there’s not much connection with the Imaginary Court, so it could only be the Burning Heaven Temple."
"It can’t be Burning Heaven." Xuanwu shook his head and said coldly, "Why would a group of evil cultists, who constantly speak of world destruction, be willing to indirectly save this city?"
"Director, this is the footage we just captured on Blood Evil Street," Freya said, handing over her phone.
"The Red Heart mask?" Everyone looked at the photo on the screen, and Li Sheng, lost in thought, nodded, suddenly realizing, "Now I remember why that Black Spade mask looked so familiar; these two masked people appeared together before at a bun shop on Blood Evil Street."
"It seems they really are together." Freya nodded, then expressed some confusion, "Li Sheng, the Spirit Science criminal you mentioned before, that’s this Red Heart person, right?"
"Yes, Red Heart has been active on Blood Evil Street for half a year, acting ruthlessly, seldom using Spiritual Clothes in killings, often slitting throats with a knife, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace about a month later."
The middle-aged man continued solemnly, "This person has reemerged on Blood Evil Street in the past few days, killing a total of 31 Evils, 198 severe Evil Disease patients, 4 Low-level Spirit Masters, 3 commoners who trafficked Evil Spirits, and... 1 Holy Department Investigator."
"Because this Red Heart person has been too brazen, committing heinous crimes in just one month, the Holy Department established a special task force to chase ’Red Heart’ half a year ago, but unfortunately, just after the task force was set up, the individual disappeared."
"The last case they committed is also the well-known ’Investigator Bo Zhe Bribery and Suicide Case’."
The middle-aged man sighed, "After chasing for so long, I thought it was just one person, but I didn’t expect there to be an accomplice, and a Venerable at that..."
After hearing Li Sheng’s narrative, Director Xuanwu nodded, "From what we see now, Red Heart and Black Spade are likely to be from the same organization, and moreover, it might be a newly established one."
"Li Sheng, remember to file it as an S-level focus when we get back. For now, let’s call the organization — ’Tong’."
