Chapter 728: Chapter 656: Bird Hunting, I’m a Professional
South Suburb Prison in Anhu City was a newly constructed prison with an extensive land area, also known as the Bottomless Prison. It housed Awakeners who were criminals, particularly those who were extrely vicious and powerful.
The more troubleso the individual, the lower they were held in the prison.
Several bishops of the Calamity Sect were kept in different locations on the fifth underground level.
Each entrance and exit required iris verification, and the high-strength alloy doors could withstand a full-strength strike from a Body-Shaping Peak Expert.
Along the corridors and external high walls, there were patrols of guards clad in prison uniforms. They were Awakeners, carrying new-style firearms that were only seen in laboratories.
Inside the prison and along the corridors, surveillance probes were everywhere, leaving no dead angles. Additionally, Perception Series Ability Users took turns scanning around the clock. Even prisoners with Special Abilities that could fool the surveillance could not evade the scans of these ability users.
Since its establishnt, South Suburb Prison had held several hundred Awakener criminals, almost none below the third layer in terms of weakness, yet no one had ever escaped.
This established the formidable reputation of the Bottomless Prison.
Of course, in Tang Yu’s view, South Suburb Prison still fell short. The prison on his Floating Island could even detain Transcendents; that was truly a place where those who entered could not leave. However, Green Shadow usually did not imprison criminals; for minor offenses, they received fines, and those committing major offenses were executed directly.
Only those with special value were imprisoned there, such as Mutant Beasts, Alien Races, and certain ability users who could be used for experints.
Tang Yu did not stay in South Suburb Prison long; he returned to Immortal Gate to prepare—the Immortal Gate and the Calamity Sect could not coexist, and the Telekinesis value inco of Talin Country had almost dropped to zero recently!
Only the bamboo rat nad Li, who was disguised as a researcher, and so disciples from the Immortal Gate, were left behind.
Boom!
An explosion rocked the depths of South Suburb Prison, and the blaring alarm sounded urgently.
Bamboo rat Li and Thirteen Bureau’s Yuan Hu and others swiftly made their way to the control room.
Outside South Suburb Prison was a lush forest, endless to the eye, and nothing unusual was detected in any direction from the surveillance scans.
“Up in the sky, there is sothing high above!”
The radar detected an anomaly—that was no bird. The energy reaction was rising sharply, almost comparable to a small nuclear power plant!
The image on the screen quickly zood in to reveal a figure glowing with golden brilliance.
With grayish-white wings that spanned two or three ters and a contorted face unable to distinguish eyes from nose, he stood in the air. His terrifying presence blurred the surroundings as if he were a god or demon.
Yuan Hu was startled.
As the person who facilitated the collaboration with the Immortal Gate, his status had been rising. Now, he was the leading figure of Thirteen Bureau, in terms of both position and power.
Two months ago, Yuan Hu could not have imagined that in such a short ti, he would have achieved this level of strength.
But that bizarre Angel on the screen, even through the monitor, sent shivers down his spine!
The Ghost-faced Angel “looked” over, and in an instant, tsss, countless screens showed nothing but static.
In the sky, the Angel’s hands ca together. Slowly pulling them apart, the sizzling and cracking of an Energy Ball expanded in his palm.
“Fire, now!” Yuan Hu bellowed.
The prison’s automatic defense weapons responded quickly, firing salvos that ford chains of orange-yellow.
Boom!
Fireballs erupted, and through the remaining surveillance feed, the strange Angel was completely engulfed in the blast’s bright flas.
“Is it over?”
Nurous people in the control room waited with bated breath.
“It can’t be that simple,” bamboo rat Li said, standing on a chair and slightly tilting her head to view the monitor. She put her hands on her hips, speaking with an adult-like tone.
“No way? The weapons equipped at South Suburb Prison are not ordinary machine guns; they can tear apart tanks, let alone hit that Angel. It wasn’t just a shot or two, how can a flesh-and-blood body withstand it?”
In many people’s minds, an Awakener capable of leaping across rooftops was already a master.
Yuan Hu knew more, “Don’t relax, be ready for a second round of attack… elder, at least we can injure that strange Angel, right?”
The last question was directed at bamboo rat Li.
She frowned, her perception revealing that the presence of the angels was very strange, not like humans—with life and breath—yet they gave off an eerie puppet-like chill.
“Not good!”
Her hair floated up as rings of Source Power diffused out.
In the midst of the explosion’s smoke cloud, a flash of light was fleeting.
Boom!!
South Suburb Prison shuddered again, and except for a few who could still stand firmly, the control room was in disarray, with objects strewn across the floor in complete disorganization.
Yuan Hu stared intently at the screen, now covered in static, and at the last mont, he saw the terrifying blaze sweeping across, like a fuel-air bomb striking South Suburb Prison. In an instant, the surface of the prison turned to ruins, a mushroom cloud of thick smoke shot up into the sky, and even within Anhu City, the tremor was felt, the destruction witnessed!
“Switch to other surveillance angles!”
The operator scrambled up from the ground, and through so remaining caras inside the prison, it could be seen that the thick alloy plate between the surface and the first sub-level had been pierced, the serrated edges glowing red where the alloy had been scorched by the high temperatures.
The surface was invisible now, and the first sub-level was all charred black, resembling hell. Whether it was criminals or prison guards, almost no intact bodies could be seen. The second, third, fourth, and fifth sub-levels also had gaping holes pierced through them, but the blast’s aftermath was much weakened. After being diminished layer by layer, most of the Awakeners in the prison had survived under the residual blast.
In the fifth sub-level of the prison, the Archbishop burst into loud laughter, “The Divine Envoy from beneath my Lord has arrived, all you blasphers will die!!”
Having witnessed the Divine Envoy’s might, the Archbishop’s faith sublimated in an instant, and the Spirit Light of his belief shone bright. The previously invisible strands of faith beca thicker, reaching out towards the distant God of Calamity.
The dust in the air slowly dispersed to reveal the unhard figure of the Ghost-faced Angel.
By now, all defensive weaponry outside the prison had been destroyed. The nearest military base had already dispatched fighter jets, but… in the hands of the Ghost-faced Angel, an Energy Ball gathered once again.
A sense of deadly crisis gripped everyone’s throat, making it hard for them to breathe.
Bamboo rat Li was still maintaining the Source Power shield that covered the control room, making those inside more comfortable, yet she was torn.
There were several hundred ters to the fifth-level breach from the control room, with several alloy gates in between. Either they would pierce through the tunnel walls and fly out of the breach, or they would directly break through each ceiling level.
For Bamboo rat Li, this was no simple task—especially while controlling the residual blast from affecting others.
The critical issue was there wasn’t enough ti!
This is really troubling for !
In the palm of the Ghost-faced Angel, an Energy Ball swirled with terrifying energy. The sky was filled with illusions of a mirage, with countless celestial soldiers rushing towards the Ghost-faced Angel.
The Ghost-faced Angel was astonished but still prepared to throw the Energy Ball down onto the prison, his task to destroy this den of iniquity.
In a flash,
Fine ripples appeared in the space behind him, and a figure draped in a black robe, wielding a scythe, appeared and struck down from above. The Ghost-faced Angel reflexively swatted away the Energy Ball and had just turned around when an imnse pressure ca from all directions, the space itself seeming to solidify.
The feeling of being restrained only lasted for a mont; the next instant, he found himself in the magnificent Divine Country, with the great God of Calamity spreading His glory. He bowed his head, basking in that glory.
Rip—
Space was torn open by dark fissures, and the winged Angel fell from the sky, a rain of blood falling like pillars.
The expression of the Archbishop froze, struck as if by a bolt from the blue.
…
In the center of Anhu City,
High above the clouds,
Two Ghost-faced Angels overlooked the mortals, golden light surging like the tide behind them.
They, in place of the God of Calamity, scattered endless glory and were also the swords in the hands of the God of Calamity. Helicopters, sliced open, fell from the sky, crashing onto rooftops, plazas, and streets, with continuous thunderous explosions, as people scread and fled in terror.
Gradually,
People began to kneel, reciting the na of the God of Calamity, and more and more, like dominoes, fell to their knees in a dense mass.
At the Thirteen Bureau, the Anxia military leaders looked on distantly, their expressions gloomy.
In the suburbs, Shay, having arrived in a Floating Chariot, constructed line after line before him, holding a gun over two ters long in his hands, the muzzle raised, his gaze focused.
“Shooting birds, that’s my specialty.”
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