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Xu Wenfeng grabbed Deng Zhibin from the ground and said, ”With such little courage, how did you become an Extraordinary?”

Deng Zhibin forced a smile, his face stiff, ”I’ve never been very brave. As for how I became an Extraordinary, I don’t really know.”

Xu Wenfeng patted his shoulder and said, ”Later, have your men block off the road here and kill everyone who comes out. You should be able to manage that, right?”

Deng Zhibin was on the verge of tears when he heard this, ”Should... should be able.”

People trickled over, running to this side, kneeling in surrender. Among them were old and young, men and women, all sharing the common trait of wearing masks, afraid to reveal their identities.

”Han Su isn’t among them...”

Gu Xingrong surveyed the scene, unable to see the person he hoped to find, still clinging to a faint hope that Han Su might have been forced into this.

But if that were the case, she’s most likely already dead.

No, something is off.

When he picked up the box, there was a red mark on it that made him want to open it, only then realizing it contained a bomb.

The explosion would be strong enough to blow off a hand if held.

Was this a kind of warning?

He felt a tangle of emotions, having guessed the truth but unwilling to admit it.

Not many people surrendered, but the number was already quite staggering.

”There are really that many people surrendering?” Liu Shiceng looked up, his eyes wide with surprise.

”They are all smart people,” Su Changxing said with a smile.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and dozens, if not hundreds, of vague shadows appeared all around. They were all hideous-faced evil spirits.

At the same time.

A barrage of artillery fire roared, an explosion swept across the small area, destroying numerous houses, with smoke and dust intertwining in the air with the black fog.

Following that, a horde of evil spirits charged forward, with Su Changxing behind, shooting down anyone who dared to emerge.

This was an unequal war, a brutal and destructive massacre.

Su Changxing couldn’t be sure his actions were entirely right, but leaving things unchecked would definitely lead to bigger problems.

Besides, he could roughly deduce the origin of the Doomsday Cult, likely from the Blood Moon World.

The Doomsday Cult was merely a ploy to lure them forward.

The Wizard World or the Black Fog World, at least, had humans as the dominant force, but the Blood Moon World didn’t. Once it invades, it spells destruction.

Conflicts among humans, no matter how intense, still leave room for negotiation, rooted in interests and survival.

But between humans and beasts, it’s different—it’s a matter of eating and being eaten, with no room for negotiation.

To those blood species, humans are just food, creatures that can be domesticated.

Hence, the Doomsday Cult must be eradicated fundamentally, which is why Su Changxing went to great lengths to create the Ancient Bronze Pendant.

The greatest allure of the Doomsday Cult is that it turns people into Extraordinaries, but the appearance of the Ancient Bronze Pendant broke this monopoly.

Evil spirits can keenly detect the presence of nearby living people, making hiding nearly impossible, with choices to flee or fight.

If Su Changxing didn’t deliberately control them, they would often kill and devour people’s residual souls before seeking the next target.

Su Changxing didn’t consciously control them, merely set a target for them to act upon.

There is a great difference between evil spirits; some possess significant power at birth, while others, albeit weak, are still spiritually perceptive.

Besides Tao Yi, Su Changxing has never seen an evil spirit showing signs of becoming an Undead.

It’s a binding chain for them, like the challenge Extraordinaries pose for humans, only even tougher.

These Doomsday Cultists turned out to be more fragile than imagined, collapsing at the first blow without any will to resist.

Of course, this might also be due to the overwhelming power gap between the two sides, extinguishing any will they had to resist.

Su Changxing traversed through dense buildings, faced with a vast stretch of ruins, with several people standing atop.

One was wearing a black-patterned mask and leaning on a cane, presenting themselves as a Tier Eight Extraordinary.

Su Changxing didn’t rush to act, watching him with a smile, ”The Doomsday Cult certainly has a wealth of talent. You’re the second Tier Eight Doomsday Cultist I’ve encountered.”

The priest clenched their cane, speaking calmly, ”But that’s nothing compared to the members of Team 17. Who would dare to measure themselves against Leader Su?”

Despite appearing calm, inside he was extremely flustered. The skills Su Changxing displayed far surpassed his expectations, leaving him with no confidence and none of his previous assurance.

People are often bewildered, disbelieving what they hear until they see it with their own eyes.

Su Changxing chewed on a piece of beef jerky and said, ”Surely you have something to say, better hurry. You might not get another chance.”

The priest took a deep breath, speaking with a strong voice, ”Must Leader Su really wipe us out? We’ve never provoked the members of the Security Bureau.”

Su Changxing chuckled lightly, ”Wipe out? Didn’t I just give you a chance to surrender earlier? Regretting now?”

The veins on the priest’s hands bulged as he spoke again: ”Now that external threats surround us, first the Black Fog, then the Wizards, we too are seeking a way out.”

”Being Extraordinary is like ascending to the heavens, so difficult. If it weren’t for the Doomsday Cult, how could I have achieved Tier Eight?”

Su Changxing’s face changed color, and he laughed: ”So what, I don’t agree with your path. In my eyes, how are you any different from those Wizards...”

Before he could finish, the priest’s body began to swell rapidly, tearing through his original robe, revealing robust muscles, standing over three meters tall, like a small giant.

Golden light flowed over his skin.

[Putuo Vajra: Tier Eight, Upper Rank, possesses Slaughter Buddha Nature, Vajra Body, capable of intimidating with just a glance...]

Putuo Vajra?

”So, are you a monk?”

Su Changxing showed a look of surprise and laughed: ”A monk no longer believes in Buddha and joins the Doomsday Cult, how ironic.”

The priest removed his mask, revealing an old face and snowy white beard, yet his body appeared exceptionally young.

”As expected of Leader Su, able to discern my identity at a glance. Do you know why some things can be passed down for thousands of years?”

”Why?” Su Changxing asked.

The priest said calmly: ”Because we can keep up with the developments of the world. Only by keeping up with these changes can we avoid being eliminated, and only by adapting to the new world can we avoid being eliminated.”

”If the Doomsday Cult truly represents the future, what would Leader Su choose?”

Su Changxing shook his head: ”There won’t be such a time. If there really is, then I’d probably be dead... As long as I’m here, the Doomsday Cult has no future.”

He raised his gun.

The priest ran to the side, trying to dodge the bullets and approach him.

With the dull sound of gunfire, the priest was unsurprisingly shot, crouching on the ground. But surprisingly, he wasn’t injured.

Upon closer inspection, his abdomen appeared as if it were made of steel, the bullet impact site, and it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

”Is this the Vajra Body?”

Su Changxing looked down at the golden glow spreading on his hand, feeling less sensitivity in his skin, but a significant increase in defense.

This was similar to the ”Steel Body” ability he had stolen before, not as solid as the ”Steel Body,” but also without its respective side effects.

”A good ability indeed, something left over from a thousand-year-old legacy.”

Su Changxing smiled and praised.

For him, the ”Vajra Body” was more practical than the ”Steel Body,” with no obvious fatal side effects, it could serve as a regular defensive measure.

”How could it be?”

The priest stood up from the ground, seeing the golden glow on Su Changxing’s skin was full of shock: ”Are you also from the Buddhist family?”

Su Changxing didn’t answer but ambiguously said: ”What do you think?”

”You’re not, you lack Buddha Nature, you’re just a thief,” the priest said angrily, hitting the mark.

Then, he charged towards Su Changxing, his body glowing gold, thinking he could withstand another blow, yet unaware it was only Su Changxing’s probing, not intended to kill him, nor did he use ”Concentrating.”

This time, Su Changxing didn’t fire again; seeing the opponent’s punch coming, he instead met it with his palm, aiming to test the strength of the ”Vajra Body.”

In front of the priest’s gigantic body, Su Changxing seemed like a small animal, about to be crushed with a slap.

Fist and palm collided, emitting the dull sound of flesh and blood.

Su Changxing felt the heavy force transmitting from his arm, although his ability wasn’t in strength, he still possessed over twenty points of power.

In the clash, he clearly felt that the opponent’s strength was slightly superior, pushing him back a step, his skin cracking open on the arm, blood oozing out as it couldn’t withstand such formidable force.

Seeing an advantage with one strike, the priest pressed the attack further, a glee on his face as he swung another punch at Su Changxing.

”Even if you have the Vajra Body, so what, without Buddha Nature, you can’t unleash its true power.”

Buddha Nature?

Su Changxing then realized why he didn’t feel the defensive strength of the Vajra Body during their clash.

He was a Tier Seven Extraordinary, using Tier Seven to exert this ability, it should have shown greater might.

It turned out Buddha Nature was the key.

In comparison, the golden glow on Su Changxing was indeed much dimmer, not noticeable unless examined closely.

Ignoring the injury on his arm, Su Changxing raised his fist again, clashing with the little giant before him.

The result was the same, he stepped back again, with more cracks appearing on his arm.

Su Changxing glanced at the wound on his arm, smiling: ”I also know a monk, I think his Buddha Nature is much stronger than yours, tenfold, a hundredfold, or even more?”

The priest’s expression turned icy: ”So what, that’s related to innate insight, I don’t count as having good qualifications.”