Chapter 198: The Son's Traces We suspect Yun Fuyu is missing from the Vatican...

In a place unknown to the refugees, above the sky, the spiritual defense line was like a huge net, covering the entire city.

The mutant pounced on the fleeing aircraft in the air, like a bird of prey preying on a small bird, its sharp beak and claws easily tearing through the metal shell, as easy as opening a can.

Amidst the clear chirping sounds, a golden arrow streaked across the night sky.

"唳——"

A huge golden shadow covered the sky and the sun, flashing by in an instant, but so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

It is like the sun god driving his chariot across the sky, and the brilliant morning sun rises from the night sky, symbolizing the eternal heat and eternal hope. The blazing flames uphold all living things and burn all enemies to ashes.

Wherever the Golden Crow spirit flew over, the mutants turned into ashes.

Zhaohui has arrived at Yongyao Tower.

He was standing on the top of a tall building in casual clothes, his cold expression revealing a hint of anxiety.

Zhaohui just stood there with his eyes closed, and his spiritual body extended out in an instant.

All the mutants simultaneously felt a pair of golden pupils staring at them from the void, like the eyes of an eagle, locking onto all enemies in the sky.

He was searching for Yun Fuyu's whereabouts.

Yun Fuyu was angry with him and Chao Zhao and refused to respond to the communication request.

Zhaohui was really worried and tried every possible way to find him.

He could indeed feel Yun Fuyu's mental power, but - that was where the problem lay.

Yun Fuyu's mental power seemed to be spread throughout every corner of the city. Zhaohui had no idea where to go and couldn't find his direction at all.

Chao Zhao's figure was above the sky at the other end, like a rampaging golden lightning, actively intercepting all the mutants and kicking them back into the crack.

His eyes swept across the city below, searching for familiar figures.

*

At this time, the flow of people evacuating the city was the most concentrated.

Black fog poured down from the sky, and aircraft fell like autumn leaves in the wind.

Under the city sky, there were crowds screaming, children crying, and desperate cries for help.

Everything is messy and disorderly.

Pollution represents the existence of this disorderly entropy and destruction.

There were countless teams coming to support below the tall building. Some of them were killing the mutants on the ground, while others were extending their mental power to the sky to hold up the falling aircraft.

However, the aircraft that fell one after another were too heavy, beyond the limit of what his mental strength could bear.

New instructions beeped from the command center:

"All teams prioritize eliminating the mutants and minimizing losses."

The team members were exhausted and shouted in panic:

"team leader!"

In his pupils, the burning aircraft was like a fire from heaven, foreshadowing the passing of life—

Just before the aircraft hit the ground, a gentle yet powerful wind suddenly appeared, undoubtedly stopping the shadow from falling!

A slender figure walked in the city, and his spiritual power spread thousands of miles in an instant.

If there was mental power data monitoring on the scene, everyone would see that a deep red vacuum suddenly formed around Yun Fuyu, and the powerful mental power swept through like an explosion, and the heat wave engulfed the entire city!

But it was not a violent explosion, nor was it a flame that could hurt people.

More like...a gentle mist.

The spiritual moisture comes with the strong wind, filling the city, and everything is full of vibrant vitality.

The mutant's roar and scream were suddenly cut off.

Under the tall buildings, between the streets.

In the black night, the figure seemed to be surrounded by soft white light.

The figure as tall as a green bamboo raises its arms, like a quiet setting on the stage. The dancer's posture is stretched and slender, a perfect work of art.

But in the silence, there is tremendous power.

Spiritual power supports all things, and clouds and mist weave into a giant net.

All humans falling from high altitudes were gently caught by the wind, rapidly crashing aircraft landed gently, and vehicles that broke through the elevated road did not die.

Until the sky fire was extinguished in sight.

All the aircraft landed smoothly, and the residents got out in a daze and fled in all directions.

The support team then realized that someone was helping them.

Who is it?

A group of people, covered in dust, looked around aimlessly for a few seconds.

The spiritual affinity agent of unknown origin was as strong as a soft breeze carrying water mist, slowly calming the anxiety caused by excessive use of their spiritual realm, refreshing their hearts, like drizzle soaking the dry earth.

This mental power even dispelled the black fog pollution in front of him.

...Could it be a priest from the Vatican?

*

The people at the Yongyao Tower Command Center were already in a state of panic.

For half an hour, they mobilized all the psychics nearby as quickly as possible.

But even so, it is still stretched thin.

Twenty or thirty communications were ringing at the same time.

Officials from the emergency response department were worried about receiving bad news.

——But the strange thing is that, up to now, they have not received any reports of major losses, and there have not even been any seriously injured people.

Not only that, news of the mission's completion continued to reach the center.

"Report to the commander! The mission to evacuate civilians from Area A-1 has been completed!"

"Report to the commander! C-4 area has completed the mission..."

The commander was completely confused, having never expected things to go so smoothly.

Is this still level one pollution?

But this is always a good thing!

When another team brought good news, the commander couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Good! That's really impressive."

The team leader on the other end of the communication continued to report:

"Sir, there's something unusual going on here.

I was responsible for maintaining the fast lanes out of the city and protecting the residents along the way, but many ordinary people... actually passed through the mutant tide alone without any protection and did not even get hurt. "

"I asked them, and they all said that a young psychic escorted them out of the city!"

The rescued people were still looking around, muttering doubtfully:

"Where did he go? He was right next to me just now."

Captain: "The problem is, I was waiting on the road ahead of time, and I didn't see anyone else at all!"

Late at night, the command center was bustling with activity.

But with this tone, the commander's back broke out in a layer of sweat.

...What's going on? Is it haunted?

Commander: "What's your name? What are your physical characteristics?"

"I don't know his name, but everyone says he's a boy with black hair and black eyes, about 1.70 meters tall, wearing a white shirt and black pants, with his hair tied in pigtails and carrying a crossbody bag... They say he's quite good-looking."

The commander was confused.

She's dressed like a tourist.

But what tourist can escort thousands of people out of the city at the same time?

*

The enthusiastic tourist Yun Fuyu closed his eyes, covered the entire city with his mental power, and continued to evacuate the crowd.

The communicator beeped, Yun Fuyu skipped the messages from Chao Zhao and Chao Hui, and answered the call from Xie Huaiyan.

"How's the support going?"

Xie Huaiyan reported the situation one by one.

"The situation is under control. Psychics and priests from nearby stations have arrived one after another..."

He talked for a long time, and Yun Fuyu listened.

Finally, the breath sticks to the side of the ear, with a distant and distorted sound.

Xie Huaiyan paused for a long time, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Xiaoyun, you must be careful and wait for me to find you."

*

There is also a communication request from Lancelot.

The situation was urgent, and Lancelot spoke very quickly.

"The Yuanguta Central Headquarters has approved the support request. I'm on my way here. Adrian is still on a mission in another contaminated area. He will be here as soon as he receives the news. What's the situation over there?"

Yun Fuyu's mental power was suppressing the wave of mutants more than a dozen blocks away.

"It's okay, it can be solved."

"Your teammates have requested support. I've sent you their location. Xiaoyun, go meet up with your teammates first. Don't run around alone."

Yun Fu Yu didn't say anything.

Lancelot emphasized it again, as if he had to hear Yun Fuyu's answer before he could feel at ease:

"If you are injured, evacuate immediately. There are many people coming to support us, and we don't need you, understand?"

This is not in line with the education Lancelot received, and is certainly not something a qualified teacher would say.

But in a hurry, Lancelot didn't care about anything else and wanted to go and take Yun Fuyu out of the contaminated area himself.

Even if Yun Fuyu went to carry out the mission, it should have been done step by step, instead of encountering the first-level pollution without any warning when he first started!

Yun Fuyu said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Actually, he has something to do.

Yun Fuyu's memory is slowly recovering, and strength is pouring into his body like a torrent.

The reason he used his mental power so recklessly was actually because he couldn't control it.

However, once the mental power is allowed to attack everywhere, the pressure in the mental domain will increase exponentially.

A kind of pain coming from deep within his brain was slowly burning Yun Fuyu's mind.

For a moment, Yun Fuyu couldn't see clearly.

In the world in front of Yun Fuyu, the white shadow of the roots of the World Tree was floating in the void. The shadow was dim and appeared for a moment before being swallowed by the black fog.

The strange black fog, tree roots and the real world overlapped in panic.

With each flash, the black fog got closer.

By the time Yun Fuyu hung up the phone, he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

He was completely relying on his mental strength to move forward.

The temples were throbbing with pain, as if something was trying to break through the ground.

......What is it?

Yun Fuyu shook his head, squinted his eyes, and tried hard to see the direction of his teammates' positioning on the light screen.

Yun Fuyu had an intuition.

Anyway, now he should go find his teammates.

This way...you won't have any regrets.

*

On the Fenrir family's starship.

Lancelot had just cut off communication a moment ago, and the next moment, he received a communication request from the Holy See.

"Communication Request: Gu Changming of the Holy See"

There are ten priests in the Holy See, and Gu Changming is the youngest.

Lancelot was a little puzzled.

At such a busy time, what did the people from the Vatican want to see him for?

As soon as the call was connected, Gu Changming skipped the greeting and asked directly:

"Do you know Yun Fuyu?"

Lancelot maintained his good composure and did not frown at such impolite behavior.

"Yes. What do you want from him?"

Gu Changming: "We suspect Yun Fuyu is the lost Holy Son of the Holy See. Where is he now? We must contact him as soon as possible and have him return to the Holy See to recuperate. He cannot stay in the contaminated area any longer."

Lancelot's expression was blank for a few seconds.

"......What?"

Lancelot could no longer maintain his politeness, frowned, and retorted:

"I often take care of Yun Fuyu's daily life, and I am very sure that he is a genuine human being. I don't know why you have such a guess, but the current situation is-"

Gu Changming interrupted his argument.

"I don't have time for your diplomatic rhetoric. The Holy See has its own way of judging. Please contact Yun Fuyu as soon as possible and get him out of the contamination outbreak area as quickly as possible. Otherwise, he will be in danger."

Since the Son of God is still alive and has not returned to the Vatican for so many years, he must have lost his memory.

Now he has probably recovered some of his memory, and his whereabouts are unpredictable, so no one can locate him.

Gu Changming added solemnly:

"If anyone attempts to harm Yun Fuyu, there's no need to hesitate; just eliminate them. This is the bishop's order. If anything goes wrong, the Vatican will cover it."

Lancelot looked unhappy.

"receive."

He didn't even have time to hang up the phone and immediately called Yun Fuyu again.

But Yun Fuyu didn't answer.

Lancelot sent the communication again, applying more than ten times in succession.

......On Yun Fuyu's side, it seemed as if the signal was disconnected and no message was received.

A bad feeling gradually grew.

*

All psychics who went to provide support received instructions from their respective jurisdictions at the same time.

"Missing Person Notice:

Yun Fuyu, male, 20 years old, height 173 cm, black hair and black eyes.

Wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a crossbody bag."

"If anyone encounters Yun Fuyu while on a mission, please report your location as soon as possible and contact the central headquarters to receive the message."

*

The energy supply system was destroyed and the starlight above was blocked.

The city was silent, overwhelmed by the black fog of death.

The fishy smell of the mutant echoed in the city like the knell of death.

Standing on the top of the tall building and looking down, the night wind is howling.

But at a certain moment, a tiny light suddenly lit up in the dark city. You had to look closely to catch the tiny starlight.

Before long, the tiny fireflies became increasingly visible, like bright lights just coming on.

After a few breaths, countless bright lights appeared like lighthouses, becoming brighter and brighter, and gently rippling in circles.

The priests stood on the top of the tall building, and their sacred chants were like the waves of the sea, layer by layer, the purifying waves spread out, washing away the sludge in the city.

But just when the different light sources were about to connect with each other, the white light was suddenly suppressed, and the purified waves were instantly compressed back into small spots of light!

The priests in the tall buildings were extremely anxious.

"No, there are too few people. It's too late."

Lin Jiu was one of the pastors who came to support.

She was originally chasing the World Tree and happened to be near the Sun Chaser Tower. After hearing that the pollution broke out in the Yongyao Tower, she immediately rushed over.

The current pollution is beyond the pastors' ability to handle.

The space where the Holy See is located - that is, the alien world that overlaps with the real world. It is different from what many people imagine. It is not a paradise for living beings and is completely unsuitable for ordinary humans to survive.

Most places in the other world are filled with extremely high concentrations of pollution.

If it weren't for the World Tree's body suppressing the pollution, the balance between the two worlds would have been broken long ago.

The essence of purifying pollution is to transfer the pollution from reality to the other world where the Holy See is located.

This process is completely dependent on the roots of the World Tree.

Today, it is precisely because the roots of the Gatekeeper World Tree are unstable that pollution and mutations have escaped into reality.

Lin Jiu also received instructions from the Holy See. Before she could rejoice in finding the Son of God, she realized that something was wrong with his body.

...But why haven’t the other priests come to support us yet?

Lin Jiu gritted his teeth, tried his best to concentrate, and immersed his whole mind in purification.

Ten offensive psychics formed a formation to protect the priest Lin Jiu in the center.

The pollution is right in front of us, and everyone is on high alert.

Lin Jiu stood in the center of the double protection circle, holding a thick prayer book in his left hand and covering the pages with his right hand.

She had performed the cleansing ritual thousands of times, having first read it at the age of eighteen, and knew every word by heart.

She no longer needed books.

But at this moment, the books baptized by the Vatican are heavy and are one of the few sources of stability in the flood of pollution.

“Chapter One.

The weaver of eternal threads, the guardian of all generations.

May you be our shadow,

Until the nations return to their roots like fallen leaves,

All the peoples are like birds nesting on the branches of trees..."

“Buzz!!”

Before the white light could extend out, it was attacked violently by the black fog.

Countless mutants were purified and burned, and they climbed up the building ferociously and angrily like a pile of people, smashing the glass exterior wall with every step.

Cold sweat broke out on the captain's forehead.

“…Damn it!”

In just a dozen seconds, they were becoming increasingly exhausted.

I can't stay here any longer!

Team Leader: "Teacher Lin! We have to move!"

The team tightened their formation and prepared to take Lin Jiu away.

The roaring, smelly mutants surrounded them layer by layer, eager to pull the orderly creatures back into disordered death, join the black mist, and merge with them again.

For a moment, the team couldn't find a breakthrough.

Just when the situation was critical, a powerful and gentle mental force suddenly took over the area!

The white light bloomed, illuminating Lin Jiu's pupils.

In just a few seconds, all the mutants nearby were strangled and disappeared with unwilling roars.

Lin Jiu seemed to realize something and looked downstairs.

In the night, the young man was thin, and his loose sleeves fluttered in the strong wind.

His black hair was tied up at the back of his head, and only the outline of his snow-white face and arms could be seen. He was even wearing casual clothes, with the strap of a small sports bag slung across his chest.

The boy stood at the intersection and waved at them.

The team members gasped in shock and looked blankly at the figure in the middle of the road.

It was clear that Adrian would not clean up the pollution.

That leaves only one possibility.

"Is that... the new 3S-level chief at the First Military Academy?"

One man can make an army, and that is no empty statement.

Lin Jiu followed Yun Fuyu's figure in a trance, and suddenly grabbed the captain's wrist tightly, his knuckles shaking with force.

"Take me down."

That is the Son.

There's no mistake.

That must be the Son!

The team leader was so caught by her that he grimaced: "Ah? ...Okay."

But when the captain regained his composure and looked toward the street—

There was no one there.