“That’s strange. Why did this foreigner suddenly jump out from behind the stone wall created by Pastor Zhong, and why does he look so furious?”
The young Pastor Li, who had been using the stone wall for cover and occasionally leaping out to attack the members of the Abnormal Incident Bureau, thought to himself, feeling rather puzzled.
“Pastor Zhong, what’s wrong with Mr. Marca?”
Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Young Pastor Li asked Pastor Zhong this question.
Having heard what Marca said to the Bureau members earlier, Pastor Zhong finally understood what Marca meant by ‘losses’. He looked at Young Pastor Li and replied,
“Mr. Marca’s Black Wraith was destroyed by the Abnormal Incident Bureau.”
“What! The Black Wraith created by the Necromancer’s Association was actually destroyed? How could that possibly happen!”
Young Pastor Li responded in a tone of utter disbelief. After all, the Black Wraiths created by the Necromancer’s Association were recognized by all supernatural factions as entities that could never be truly destroyed; they would only temporarily vanish and then resurrect.
Hearing Young Pastor Li’s words, Pastor Zhong—who also knew how formidable the Necromancer’s Association’s Black Wraiths were—could easily understand his reaction.
“I initially felt the same way, that such a thing was absolutely impossible. But now that Mr. Marca himself has stated it, I doubt he would lie to us about something like this.”
Upon hearing this, Young Pastor Li tried to suppress his shock. Remembering what Mr. Marca had said earlier, he couldn’t help but ask Pastor Zhong with some nervousness,
“If that’s really the case, doesn’t it mean the Abnormal Incident Bureau has a remarkably powerful individual on their side?”
“Yes, there must be a remarkably powerful individual there. Otherwise, Mr. Marca’s Black Wraith wouldn’t have been destroyed.”
Pastor Zhong glanced at the visibly tense Young Pastor Li and answered him.
“Pastor Zhong, what should we do now?”
Now fairly certain that among the Bureau members surrounding their Firedemon Cult headquarters was a formidable opponent, Young Pastor Li grew anxious, unsure if they could break through the encirclement today.
“Don’t worry, Young Pastor Li. We should still be able to break through the Bureau’s encirclement today.”
“Pastor Zhong, why are you so sure?”
Young Pastor Li asked, furrowing his brow.
“Why am I so sure? When you came back behind the stone wall earlier, you saw Mr. Marca, right?”
Instead of answering directly, Pastor Zhong posed a question.
“Yes.”
Young Pastor Li nodded in reply.
“Did you see any trace of fear on Mr. Marca’s face?”
Pastor Zhong pressed further.
Hearing this, Young Pastor Li carefully recalled the moment he returned and realized that, aside from an expression of anger, there hadn’t been a hint of fear on Mr. Marca’s face.
“No, there wasn’t a trace of fear on Mr. Marca’s face.”
“In that case, what is there to worry about? Just stay here quietly and wait for Mr. Marca to deal with these sinners from the Abnormal Incident Bureau.”
Hearing Pastor Zhong’s words, Young Pastor Li saw the logic in them and let go of his worries.
“You’re right, Pastor Zhong. Since Mr. Marca isn’t panicking, there’s no need for me to panic either. I’ll just follow the plan and wait for this to conclude.”
“Smart lad.”
After saying this to Young Pastor Li, Pastor Zhong used his supernatural power to create a small hole in the stone wall he had made.
“Pastor Zhong, what are you doing?”
Watching Pastor Zhong make a hole in the stone wall, Young Pastor Li, not quite understanding the purpose, couldn’t resist asking out of curiosity.
“Creating an observation port, of course. Do you want to hide behind this stone wall until everything is over?”
Not looking at Young Pastor Li, Pastor Zhong, focused on making the hole, casually replied.
Hearing this and catching the keyword in Pastor Zhong’s words, Young Pastor Li instantly understood.
“Hiding behind the stone wall the whole time would indeed be pretty dull. Um, Pastor Zhong, once you’ve made the observation port, could I take a look at the battle situation outside too?”
“Of course.”
Having finished creating the observation port in the stone wall, Pastor Zhong agreed without even turning his head.
He moved aside, making space next to him and gesturing for Young Pastor Li to come forward and observe the battle outside together.
Seeing this, Young Pastor Li quickly walked over and joined Pastor Zhong in observing the battle outside.
“Is that foreigner a member of the Necromancer’s Association?”
Having heard Marca’s earlier provocation and noticing his very conspicuous foreign features, Yan Qi, somewhat unsure if he was from the Necromancer’s Association, asked Bai Yuling, who had come to stand beside her.
Having just witnessed Yan Qi effortlessly destroy several Black Wraiths with the giant black scythe in her hands—an sight that had completely reshaped her worldview—Bai Yuling promptly replied,
“He’s the only foreigner present here. He must be from the Necromancer’s Association.”
“So, if I take him down, your Abnormal Incident Bureau will be able to completely root out the Firedemon Cult’s headquarters today, right?”
“Yes. Once he’s dealt with, wiping out the Firedemon Cult’s headquarters will be a straightforward matter for the Bureau now.”
Bai Yuling looked at Yan Qi beside her and answered very seriously.
“In that case, I’m going in.”
Having confirmed this with Bai Yuling, and not wanting to waste any more time here, Yan Qi tossed out these words and then rushed toward Marca’s position at top speed.
Watching Yan Qi charge so boldly toward the member of the Necromancer’s Association, Bai Yuling—despite having recognized her immense strength from the previous fights—couldn’t help but call out a loud warning.
“Be careful, Miss Si! Members of the Necromancer’s Association are not as simple as they appear on the surface!”
Hearing Bai Yuling’s warning, Yan Qi, utterly confident in her own abilities, didn’t show any intention of stopping. Instead, she quickened her pace even more.
Watching the black-haired beauty in a black cloak, wielding a giant black scythe, charging toward him from a distance, closing in rapidly…
Marca, who was encountering such a situation for the first time, was momentarily stunned.
Seeing this, how could Yan Qi let such a perfect opportunity slip? The moment she reached Marca, she firmly gripped her giant black scythe and swung it fiercely toward him.