The deep blue eye of the storm hovering in Han Shaoyun's palm vanished abruptly, as if it had never existed.
The members of Squad 136 were all momentarily stunned, including Han Shaoyun himself.
Where did the eye of the storm go?
My huge eye of the storm, where is it?
He was dazed for a long while, then looked up at Chen Muye and the others, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes:
"Not bad."
Chen Muye: …
Just then, Lin Qiye seemed to think of something, his gaze shifting to the distance. He saw a man in military uniform lifting a corner of the No-Restrictions Zone, his body rippling with golden waves, as he stepped in with a stern face.
Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and Shen Qingzhu followed behind him obediently.
"Big Bro, why did you snap your fingers just now?" Baili Pangpang leaned over to Shen Qingzhu, asking with confusion.
Shen Qingzhu frowned, pondering for a moment before slowly saying, "Instinct?"
"Are you related to Thanos?"
"…"
Shen Qingzhu couldn't be bothered with Baili Pangpang's teasing. If it weren't for the fact that the other was his boss, he would probably be cursing by now. But as a worker, he did have the consciousness of a worker.
Lin Qiye saw Shen Qingzhu, his eyes lighting up slightly, vaguely realizing what had just happened.
The eye of the storm created by Han Shaoyun was, after all, just rapidly rotating compressed air, while Shen Qingzhu's "Qi Min" could control the air itself. For him, draining the air within a certain range was all too simple.
If the area is turned into a vacuum, can your eye of the storm still exist?
Simply put, Shen Qingzhu was the right professional for the job!
Even though Han Shaoyun was a "Sea" realm powerhouse, his "Great Wind Disaster" leaned more towards "disaster," and in terms of air control, he was far inferior to Shen Qingzhu's "Qi Min."
Perhaps this was why the "Great Wind Disaster" was Sequence 079, while "Qi Min" was 068.
Yuan Gang's eyes narrowed as he watched Han Shaoyun suspended in the air, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. The next moment, he flashed directly above Han Shaoyun, clenched his right fist, and smashed it down, the golden ripples spreading like a meteor!
Boom—!!
A dull, thunderous sound echoed, and Han Shaoyun, like a cannonball, was hammered to the ground, creating a deep crater several meters in radius on the road, with smoke billowing.
Yuan Gang, like a human-shaped war Buddha, his body shimmering with golden light, his clothes fluttering, landed steadily in front of the crater where Han Shaoyun lay, his fists pounding down like raindrops.
Boom boom boom—!!
The earth trembled, and the cracks on the ground grew denser. When the entire street was almost demolished, Yuan Gang finally stopped his fists.
He bent down, grabbed the barely alive Han Shaoyun by the collar, and lifted him into the air.
"The former captain of the Gusu City Night Watchman squad, now the thirteenth Devotee…" Yuan Gang, in his spotless military uniform, spoke expressionlessly:
"You're now in my hands. For the rest of your life, you'll repent in the Fasting facility…"
Hearing this, the barely alive Han Shaoyun's lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something. His blood-stained eyelids opened, revealing a look of desperation… and pleading.
Yuan Gang's brows furrowed, and just then, a blade suddenly pierced through Han Shaoyun's heart, the edge protruding from his chest!
Yuan Gang's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly looked up, his eyes filled with anger at the figure behind Han Shaoyun.
"Captain Chen, what are you trying to do?"
Chen Muye, cloaked, stood calmly behind Han Shaoyun, slowly pulling out the straight knife that had pierced Han Shaoyun's heart, and spoke lightly:
"Kill."
"He was no longer a threat, destined for the Fasting facility, his life and death to be decided by the tribunal… What right do you have to kill him?"
"He wanted to kill my teammate; he had to die." Chen Muye paused, then continued, "Besides, for him, this is also a release."
Yuan Gang frowned and looked at Han Shaoyun, who was now looking down, a faint smile appearing on his bloodied face, his dead eyes shining with an unusual light.
Yuan Gang released his grip.
Han Shaoyun's body fell to the ground, blood flowing from his wounds. His heart had been pierced, and an ordinary person would have died long ago, but as a "Sea" realm powerhouse, he still clung to a breath.
He looked at Chen Muye, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something.
Chen Muye hesitated for a moment, then bent down, bringing his ear close to Han Shaoyun's mouth.
"Be careful… of the 'Murmurs'… he will definitely come back… to kill that boy…"
With the last word spoken, Han Shaoyun's eyes gradually dimmed, and he breathed no more.
After a long silence, Chen Muye stood up straight, looking at the bloodied corpse lying in the snow, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Captain Chen, no matter what, this matter is against the rules," Yuan Gang said calmly, watching the scene unfold.
"If you think I'm not following the rules, then go complain to Shao Pingge." Chen Muye turned away nonchalantly, walking towards the other members of Squad 136.
"In Gusu, I, Chen Muye… am the rule!"
Yuan Gang watched Chen Muye's retreating back, and after a long time, he sighed helplessly…
"This man's temper… is still as big as ever…"
…
"Captain, what's the deal with that Han Shaoyun?"
After retracting the No-Restrictions Zone, Hong Ying approached Chen Muye, asking with curiosity.
Chen Muye was silent for a moment, "Just a pitiful person controlled by the Ancient God Church."
"But it seemed like he really wanted to kill Qi Ye. Can the Ancient God Church really control someone so completely?" Hong Ying tilted her head and asked.
Before Chen Muye could speak, Wu Xiangnan interjected, "I know quite a bit about the contracts of the Ancient God Church. It's said that once signed, they bind with the soul and start affecting from the very thoughts themselves.
That is to say, even if they are actually dissatisfied with the orders they receive, they cannot refuse or obstruct the execution of the orders in any form, whether it be actions, words, or even thoughts, all are predicated on 'completing the order.'"
"Isn't that just like being a puppet?"
"Pretty much, except some people willingly become puppets and enjoy it, while others are in agony…"
Hearing this, Lin Qiye's brows furrowed slightly, voicing his doubts:
"If that's the case, then why did the Ancient God Church, after controlling Han Shaoyun, let him leave the Night Watchman? Pretending he wasn't controlled and planting him within the Night Watchman, wouldn't that have been more effective?"
Everyone paused in their steps.
Hong Ying's mouth dropped open in shock, looking at Lin Qiye, "Little brother Qi Ye, your thinking… is so dark!"
"…Isn't that just common sense?"
"Qi Ye is right," Chen Muye nodded slowly, "Although Han Shaoyun didn't stay with the Night Watchman, we can't rule out… the possibility that other Devotees are lurking within."
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