The chanical God Sect's cathedral is located in the north. A convoy traveled south from the north towards City 10 in Central Plains, finally arriving at the outskirts of the city at 12 midnight. From afar, they could see the city’s outline.
The atmosphere in the car was solemn, and everyone’s expression seed shrouded in a dark fog.
The setbacks suffered by the Central Plains chanical God Sect had greatly displeased the Pope. First, the Cardinal in City 18 was captured. Then, several red-robed deacons in City 10 were arrested by Intelligence Bureau One and imprisoned in a secret prison.
This made the chanical God Sect sense a hint of danger.
The Pope guessed that they might have interfered with so big shot in the Conglorate, so the other party wanted to wipe them out.
The chanical God Sect also understood that they were like a tool for the Conglorate. When needed, they were fully supported, but when no longer needed, they could be discarded at will.
Now that the chanical God Sect was growing in power and becoming disobedient, perhaps so bigwigs in the Conglorate were displeased with them.
Otherwise, how could the Guardians' Union have spread so rapidly?
How dare Intelligence Bureau One wipe out their red-robed deacons in City 10 in one fell swoop?
Perhaps, the Guardians' Union is a replacent for the chanical God Sect. The Conglorate had found a more obedient organization to help them amass wealth and control the populace.
Of course, the chanical God Sect did not know that while the Conglorate did tacitly approve of this, everyone was more focused on the Federation's civil war and had no ti to deal with them.
Even the Leader was surprised by all this…
In the most luxurious car, a middle-aged man said, “Have any of the captured Guardians' Union mbers spoken?”
After the attack on the City 18 headquarters, the chanical God Sect indiscriminately arrested dozens of Guardians' Union mbers who had revealed their identities during operations.
A young man in the passenger seat whispered, “Only three have spoken. The rest haven’t… These Guardians' Union mbers are more tenacious than we imagined. No matter how we interrogated them, they only recited nonsensical sentences.”
“What sentences?” the middle-aged man frowned.
“May the youth of the Federation escape the cold air, only ascending, and not listening to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can act, act; those who can speak out, speak out. A little heat, a little light, like a firefly, can also emit so light in the darkness, without waiting for a torch…”
“Enough,” the middle-aged man said coldly, “You recite it quite fluently. We captured so many Guardians' Union mbers in City 18, and only three opened their mouths. A bunch of trash! If we can't solve this Guardians' Union problem, neither of us will go back to see the Pope. We’ll destroy our energy cores and end ourselves.”
“It’s not entirely without gains,” the young man said, “At least we found the whereabouts of the Black Family through these three Guardians' Union mbers.”
The middle-aged man pondered, “Is it possible that these three are lying? Deliberately luring us into a trap?”
“It shouldn’t be,” the young man said, “The three testimonies match. They were captured hastily, so there’s no chance for collusion.”
“It could also be that soone deliberately let them be captured by us,” the middle-aged man said.
The young man thought for a mont, “Who would willingly endure such torture just to set us up? I think the Guardians’ Union has only been around for a few months. It’s unlikely that all these dozens of people willingly underwent torture just to set a trap for us.”
The young man considered this from the perspective of a chanical God Sect mber. At least in their chanical God Sect, they didn’t have so many completely loyal grassroots believers.
The middle-aged man sneered, “Let's quickly resolve this so-called Black Family tonight, and then I can talk to the Conglorate.”
The young man in the passenger seat continued, “Also, we’ve pretty much figured out what happened in City 18. That red-robed deacon nad Qin Shuli betrayed the church and led the Guardians’ Union mbers to raid the headquarters while it was empty, taking the cardinal away.”
“Internal betrayal. This should alert us,” the middle-aged man said coldly. “The Guardians’ Union's background is unknown, and its influence on its mbers’ minds is even greater than that of our church's control. This is sothing we need to learn from.”
“Referee, should we take action tonight? What if the Conglorate is helping them?”
The Referee said, “Don’t conflict with anyone other than the Guardians’ Union. My purpose in coming south is also to speak with the Conglorate on behalf of the Pope. Tonight’s priority is to kill the Black Family.”
Soone beside him was puzzled, “But… it’s possible that the Conglorate is targeting us.”
The Referee said, “We are here to eliminate the Guardians’ Union to prove that we are more useful than them. It’s not ti for them to get rid of us yet. We just need to wait a little longer. If the Pope's new plan is successful, we might beco the sixth Conglorate.”
The people in the car were encouraged and didn’t bother to discern how much truth was in that statent.
The vehicle drove towards the tunnel gate of the border control agency and passed through the inspection-free channel.
The young man in the passenger seat made a phone call, “Is the Black Family still under surveillance?”
Soone on the phone said, “Still under surveillance. Confird that he is in the fifth district. Twelve of us are tracking him around the clock and recording his actions 24/7.”
“How many people are there?” the young man asked. “Are there any masters?”
“There’s a suspected C-Class master.”
“It doesn’t matter. The referee is here in person. A C-Class isn’t a big deal,” the young man reassured them.
The driver and the person on the phone shared their location, speeding towards the city center.
No one noticed that two people were calmly watching them from the sky…
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It was 12:30 AM, the busiest ti of night in the Federation.
The chanical God Sect's vehicle had just entered the fifth district…
Suddenly, a slender figure fell from the sky.
All the mbers of the chanical God Sect in the car saw the figure land on the roof of the lead vehicle, smashing it in. It looked like they were trying to embed the car into the ground.
There was a screech of brakes on the street, and the long convoy ca to an abrupt halt.
“What’s going on?” the Referee was stunned.
In their line of sight, the figure lay quietly on the roof, embedded in the car body, already silent.
It all happened so fast, as if soone had committed suicide by jumping from a building and happened to land on their car, killing the people inside…
“Go and take a look,” the Referee calmly instructed from the back seat.
But just then, soone suddenly exclaid on the car radio, “A convoy is rapidly approaching from behind, with a ginkgo biloba logo on the vehicles!”
The Referee secretly thought it was bad. Could it be a targeted operation by the Qing Family? “Prepare to fight, everyone enter combat status! But be careful, first send soone to inquire, don’t rashly engage in battle!”
But before they could send anyone, gunshots rang out from sowhere.
The Referee was startled and instinctively tried to dodge.
But he soon realized a problem: the bullets weren’t aid at him.
But at the Qing Family Conglorate convoy behind them.
Wait, at that mont, the Referee understood many things.
A previous guess of his was indeed true. The reason why those Guardians’ Union mbers were captured was to set this trap for them.
Those people willingly endured torture from the chanical God Sect to create this situation.
And the Black Family mber, regardless of exposing himself, lured them here.
Why? How could a Guardians’ Union with such a short developnt ti have such cohesion?!
What kind of organization is this?
And who is the Black Family mber?
During their surveillance of the Black Family mber these past two days, they didn’t sense anything special about him.
No, no.
The Referee wasn’t even sure whether the Black Family mber they found was the real Black Family mber.
At this mont, the Referee looked back at the top of the vehicle that had just been hit.
The ‘corpse’ that should have been lying there was gone…
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