Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 561 - 138: Who Do You Think I Am?

At the moment the Ma Family appeared, Li Mumu knew trouble had struck.

I’m such a fool, really, just thinking that once the Special Service Bureau showed up, I wouldn’t be involved.

Who would have thought that the Ma Family had already defected to the other side?

Of course, they didn’t seem willing, especially that big sister holding a child; she looked neither human nor ghost, no idea what sorcery had done to her.

How were they to rescue them? She always felt if she went out now, she would inevitably get beaten up.

After all, this wasn’t a game; there were no friend or foe identification marks.

She had suffered from this mistake last time.

This was a battlefield, a place where no space existed for benevolence, righteousness, propriety, or wisdom. You might think you’re human, but that might not be the case for the others; it was completely unpredictable what those demons and evil spirits could conjure up for you.

For instance, using drones to play a baby’s cry to attract attention... Such a quirky plot that appeared in horror films from Hong Kong and Taiwan decades ago was now a chosen military strategy to massacre civilians.

So when the Special Service Bureau’s Elite Garrison Troops were in combat, they didn’t care about any kin or frail individuals; once they identified a target, they would execute a direct attack, sparing none in the household, ensuring not even an egg was left unscrambled.

The previous generation of the Longevity Sect was exterminated this way, leaving only Max alive... ah no, two, since the other one was chewed up by Senior Sister Shanhu as a snack.

Jumping out now to save them was a death wish.

Li Mumu had no other options but to stealthily release a strand of Red String, drifting towards the Ma Family under the cover of night, hoping to find an opportunity to intervene. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

But just at that moment, she saw a Fusang Warrior clad in armor, descending upon the mountain top like an Evil Ghost, a red katana in his hand, readying an Attack Skill directed at one of the Ma Family’s backs.

"Kuso!"

In her urgency, Li Mumu blurted out in Fusang language.

As a professional gamer, being proficient in several languages was quite normal. Li Mumu not only spoke English and Fusang language but also had a fair understanding of Russian and Latin. Compared to some loafer, she was indeed gifted in languages.

Ito Hidemi was startled, thinking an enemy was launching a stealth attack. He looked around but saw no one.

"They are puppets under duress; please, hold your fire."

He followed the direction of the voice and saw a drifting strand of Red String in mid-air.

The Red Lantern Society?

Ito Hidemi quickly realized, and simultaneously deduced something in his mind.

During the day, at the Yamazaki Pharmaceuticals warehouse, traces of Echo Erosion from multiple forces were discovered, including the Red Lantern Society’s involvement, though it was overshadowed by the fierce combat emissions from the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations and Guanyin of Gray Leather, and hadn’t caught everyone’s attention at the time.

After all, no matter what, the Red Lantern Society was still considered part of their faction, and there existed that slight...

Realizing this, he tentatively asked, "Lord Divine Witch?"

Huh? Who?

Li Mumu did not know who he had mistaken her for, but she decided to go along with the error.

"Spare the blade, he might be of use later."

The more she said at this time, the more mistakes she could make, and since he already had a misunderstanding, she would try to limit her words to prevent him from detecting any discrepancies in the details.

"Yes!"

Ito Hidemi agreed without hesitation, then his brain froze for a second.

Show mercy under the knife? How?

Big sister here isn’t cut out for such technical work!

Of course, his moment of hesitation was already enough.

Garrison Soldiers formed array, with murderous aura reaching the skies, as mountains crumbled and the earth split!

Huge mountains were instantly shattered into pieces and vanished into the void, while members of the Ma Family spewed blood and fell from the clouds.

Ito Hidemi reversed his grip on Izumo, raised his hand for a chop, and created a black wind that barely caught the falling people, slowing their descent.

Just then, a streak of rosy light pierced through the sky.

A young monk draped in a brocade kasaya, emitting a seven-colored glass-like radiance from his body, sat cross-legged in the sky with his hands joined. When he opened his eyes, instead of pupils, two rainbow rays shot straight towards Huo Qingyang in the distance.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Huo has come today to destroy my sanctuary and slaughter the innocent believers of my sect. Do you really wish to have a fight with this humble monk?"

Huo Qingyang chuckled, "Pharmacist, didn’t you flee to Xiangjiang? How dare you return to Tianmen? Do you no longer wish to live?"

The monk didn’t respond, threw off his brocade kasaya into the sky, revealing a physique as solid as bronze and iron. A pearl on his forehead burst forth with brilliant light, instantly turning the night into day.

At this moment, Wormwood, hidden behind, had his gun aimed at the monk in the sky and quietly pulled the trigger.

A gunshot sounded, and the bullet that hit the monk’s chest was immediately bounced back!

Damn, he’s unbreakable... no, there’s something seriously wrong with this guy!

Wang Yunxiao had never seen the Demon-Breaking Bullets of the Liuyun Rifle fail before. Shocked, he suddenly realized the other might also be practicing one of the Twelve Laws!

Are there monks in the Twelve Laws? Didn’t seem like it...

Huo Qingyang chuckled softly and took a step forward.

With one stride, he crossed the distance of hundreds of meters to reach the monk. He stared into the monk’s eyes and calmly said, "Even with the President absent and all the experts dispatched across the country, Tianmen can’t accommodate a homeless cur like you coming back to freeload."

The monk slightly shook his head and said, "Your director could say such words. As for Benefactor Huo, you’re not influential enough."

Huo Qingyang laughed, "I wonder if your head is as hard as your mouth."

The two stared at each other silently for a moment, and the monk’s expression subtly changed as he swiftly backed away.

For an instant, Wang Yunxiao even thought Huo Qingyang’s presence had vanished.

But he quickly realized it wasn’t that Huo Qingyang’s aura had weakened to an imperceptible level, but that it had silently escalated to a realm beyond his comprehension.

Ancients didn’t know how far the sun was from them, thus the jest of the two children disputing about the sun was born.

"Pharmacist, how about we change the venue?"

Huo Qingyang casually threw off his coat, unbuttoned his collar, and a carefree smile appeared on his face.

The monk, full of doubts, said, "Destruction on Ten Sides... How did you gain the President’s true teachings?"

"It’s funny hearing that from you. The path the President walks has never been hidden; it’s always out there for all to explore. It’s your problem if you can’t learn it. How can you blame me instead?"

Huo Qingyang raised his hand slightly, and a dimensional rift tore open between them.

In the blink of an eye, the two appeared above a modern city in ruins.