Chapter 377 - Alert: Part 3
Chapter 377: Alert: Part 3
As soon as the six beasts emerged from the black spot, they saw the two persons in front of the supermarket. They turned and pounced at the two.
The figure in a blue business suit looked up, uttering, “Freeze!”
Immediately, an invisible circle of energy expanded out from him into the surroundings, freezing the six Shadow Cheetahs in the air like specimens embedded in glass.
Just then, the Shadow Cheetahs exploded and turned into black dust and vanished, leaving no residue behind.
“They are gone. Don’t make too much noise. We’ve achieved what we want,” the figure in the blue suit said.
“Understood!” The clown grinned. As they talked, they headed in the other direction and then disappeared into a corner.
Mylissa and Selana reemerged after the the man in blue suit and the clown left.
“They are Blue Conch and Face-changer!” Her expression changed, her face pale. The two men did not belong to any camps. They were fearsome mercenaries who nearly killed Selena and Mylissa earlier. Had it not been for Selena’s Paragon of Destiny wiping their trail off this world, Selena and Mylissa would not have existed since then.
“Why did the two monsters come here?” Selena was still in fear. Looking in the direction where the two men went, her heart began to throb uncontrollably.
“The two monsters are the so-called unkillable combo. They must be up to no good,” Mylissa said.
“What’s your plan?” Selena knew that Mylissa had something up her sleeve. “The two monsters are on the wanted list of the Asterism of the Moon Basin. Yet no one could kill them for all these years.”
“Find someone to help!” Melissa said. “We will never defeat the two monsters. But here in the city, the Asterism of the Moon Basin isn’t the strongest.”
“You mean…” Selena was transfixed.
“If I’m not wrong, the patrol of the Sanctum will be here real soon,” said Melissa.
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“May the Holy Light bless you, my child.” On the street two hundred meters away, a squad of patrols wearing white leather armor, holding firearms and explosion-proof shields, broke into a distribution and logistics center. They rushed in and ragged out the owner who winced and hid in a corner.
Loz was the team leader. He was blond, blue-eyed, handsome, and wearing a white metal armor with beautiful ornate floral patterns carved on it.
It was the Baekje, the iconic flower that Lin Sheng had set as the icon of the Sanctum. The name of the flower denoted light shining on everything.
“Child, did you just curse the Sanctum in here? Insulting the light? I’ve heard it.”
With an avuncular smile on his face, he grabbed the owner’s collar and held him up before him.
“No… No, no… I didn’t… didn’t insult the Holy Light! I swear !” The owner was so scared that his tears and snot flowed freely and controllably.
He had indeed cursed a few words that the Holy Light and Holy Power are stupid. But never did he know that people outside the wall could get in and drag him out.
“He is a lost lamb. His soul needs redemption. Take it.” Loz elegantly threw the owner to the patrol behind him.
Just as the owner was about to scream for help, a patrolman struck him on the neck with an elbow, knocking him unconscious. He was then thrown onto a large truck at the rear of the patrol team.
A huge three-level iron cage built into the truck was filled with comatose or sober city residents.
Loz patted his snow-white armor, which looked as good as new. It was the most glorious armor of the Paladin. Only those who had mastered the power of the Holy Light were eligible to wear this iconic set of armor.
He led the team to move forward after he arrested the man.
But not long into the journey, he sensed that someone was peeping at them. It reeked of a malicious air.
“Who is it?” Loz lunged forward.
He heard the sound of footsteps ahead. The peeper’s movement was quick. He left no odor behind as it disappeared into the long and narrow pathway.
With two of his patrolmen, Loz gave chase. They pursued down the street and took a sharp turn and saw two suspicious figures walking away from them.
“Darksiders?” Loz took out a look-up device worn around his waist and snapped a photo of the two. He transmitted the photo back to the processor in the headquarters to check their identity. It did not take long before Loz received the results in his probe.
“Unregistered Darksiders?” Loz’s expression turned grave. With the wave of his hand, four patrolmen got the instruction. They caught up with and intercepted the two suspicious men.
The man in a blue suit and the clown stopped. “Officer, have we done anything wrong?” asked the man in a blue suit.
“Of course, no.” Loz gave out a smile, reaching to draw away his blond hair that dangled down his face. “It’s just that you two unregistered Darksiders may pose a security threat to the public of Henricqal. Perhaps you might want to explain yourselves; what is your purpose of visit and where you come from?”
The man in a blue suit and the clown frowned in unison. They had been in many places, but they had never encountered such situation before. They felt very uneasy. Even the three mysterious realms did not use this kind of aggressive and invasive patrolling method.
“We are tourists…” The clown spoke, trying to make up some stories.
“Tourist?” Loz squinted at the two, examining them for a full ten seconds. He then nodded.
“If you two come here just for sightseeing, I hope you follow the laws here and customs here. Don’t let me know that you have floated the laws. Otherwise…” Loz looked at the two with a pair of scrutinizing eyes as he warned them.
“Officer, do you always threaten the innocent?” The clown spread out his hands with a weird smile.
“Without evidence of us creating any trouble, you stop and threaten us…”
When Loz heard that, he squinted hard at them. But no matter how hard he tried, he had found nothing amiss with the two.
“Threaten you two?” Loz laughed. “You two look suspicious to me, and that’s the problem!”
He cocked an eyebrow and waved at his men. “Take them back for a trial. Maybe we can save the lives of the innocent before they could do anything!”
It dumbfounded the man in blue and the clown. They did not expect that this group of overzealous new Paladins would arrest their own kind when they were not happy. They would apprehend any unregistered transcendents they deemed suspicious. No question asked.
Knowing that the Paladin would arrest them, they had no choice but to resist.
“They are heretics!” Loz was delighted, for he finally found two heretics. He was going to get a handsome reward plus a pat on the back.
And who would dare to resist arrest? You must be kidding me, Loz thought. Baine University and the Sanctum had now joined forces, and the city was under martial law. If there was a fight here, the suppressor-class warriors would arrive in under twenty seconds.
If the suppressor-class warriors failed to suppress the fighting, a Five-Wing inspector would come within twenty seconds.
If the fighting had still not ended by then, an alert will be sent to the headquarters of the Sanctum and Master Seagal, the apex Six Winger, would join the party.
And if even Master Seagal had also failed, they said that the boss of the bosses would come to fix the problem himself.
The battle would be over in two minutes, returning peace and harmony to the residents of Henricqal.