Chapter 382 Fully Intensified
All the captains at the Divine Guard headquarters stared at the broadcast with expressionless faces.
Under the amusement park, the demons gathered in front of a small water curtain.
In every corner of the city-state, the Blood Alliance killers waited silently.
A hoarse roar echoed from a basement. Lerna, who was guarding the door, silently covered her ears. Guo Yutu pounded on the workbench, and the lens reflected a pale light.
"This isn't a holiday game..." he whispered.
After Parriman's speech concluded, the frame froze, then shrank, becoming the background of the news broadcast. A captivating female anchor and a classy male anchor sat before the camera. They were Landa and Kozaburo, the ace hosts of Jingsha's national program, "City 24 Hours."
Landa kept on talking: "Chairman Parriman's speech was so shocking. I still haven't recovered from the truth..."
Kozaburo sighed, "I completely understand. Who could have imagined that the terrorists who caused this tragedy would be our allies right next to us?"
"There are two things I don't quite understand about Speaker Parriman's measures. Does a state of war mean that all political activities within the city-state will cease?"
"You're right. This is to prevent terrorists from inciting citizens to cause riots in the name of political demands." The camera gave a close-up of Kosaburo's perfect smile. "During wartime, all voting will be temporarily suspended, and the number of votes required for any petition will be doubled!"
"I see. This way, terrorists won't be able to exploit loopholes in Jingsha's laws." Landa nodded repeatedly. "Please explain to our audience what a city-wide wanted warrant means."
"The Special Wanted Order is a special countermeasure against terrorists who have caused immense damage within the city-state and are hiding in densely populated areas, making them difficult to punish directly. The Divine Tree will apply refined divine power to these targets, rendering them powerless. Regardless of their original Sephiroth, their strength will be limited to Sephiroth 3 or lower after being issued a wanted order!"
A large "3" flashed on the background screen, and Landa exclaimed, "Particle 3! That's all below the First Abyss."
Kozaburo smiled provocatively. "As we all know, the First Abyss lies between 4 and 3. To ensure public safety, the terrorists' destructive power has been limited. Citizens, rest assured that our Holy Guards will easily apprehend them."
"Even concerned citizens might be able to arrest him, right?"
"Citizens who are confident in their own abilities may wish to make a contribution to the city-state. The city-state officials will provide generous rewards!" Kosaburo reached behind his back. "The program team just received the latest news. Speaker Parriman has announced a reward for three terrorists!"
The three people's portraits appeared on the screen, along with the scarlet words "No matter life or death." The wanted orders for Chu Hengkong and Ji Huaisu carried a huge sum of 30 million twigs, while Velvet's bounty reached 50 million twigs, along with the title of "Honorary Iron Thorn General"!
"An honorary position?"
"Our city-state's official positions all enjoy a minimum level of divine protection. The rank of Honorary General Ironthorn is one of the highest ranks in the military system. That means..." Kosaburo paused, tantalizingly, "it's equivalent to the Speaker's own power, equivalent to Sephiroth 6!"
"As long as you arrest or kill the terrorist leader, you can become Sephiroth 6!"
At that moment, countless heavy breathing echoed throughout the thorny forest. Unaffiliated mercenaries, vicious fugitives, loyal supporters of the independence faction, and Blood Alliance assassins. The exorbitant profits had them standing up, contacting their companions, formulating a plan, and rushing to the armory.
"See?" "Let's go." "Let's go." "Fuck it."
"The Sacrificial Snake has been pressed down to point 3, there's nothing to be afraid of!" "There's a sacred tree suppressing it!" "Go!"
They picked up their guns, unleashed their power, and released the most ferocious beasts from their cages. In this world of survival of the fittest, no amount of money or treasure could compare to real power!
Desperadoes raced through the streets of Jingsha City, each water curtain beaming the same image. The faces of stern politicians and ace anchors addressing the nation. They chattered on and on: "We also want to remind all citizens not to be deceived by good intentions. Citizens who voluntarily aid terrorists will be treated as accomplices of the three above."
"Citizens who actively provide intelligence will receive a commendation from the Speaker himself!" Anchor Landa picked up the conch. "We've received a tip-off from the first enthusiastic citizen. The three terrorists are currently..."
"The third-order aquatic bookstore!"
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Vali, the deputy captain of the first team, fixed his hair and emerged from the divine teleportation array. His men reported to him one by one: "The air duct has been cut off." "The air ducts in all the veins have been stopped." "Defenses have been deployed around the bookstore."
"Excellent. They have powerful Floating Light Transformers. We can't give them the slightest chance to exploit our equipment." Vali clasped his hands. "Teams 2 and 3 will remain outside, while Team 1 will follow me in. Stand tall, everyone! Don't be intimidated by mere reputation. The Speaker has issued a wanted order. We are the law and order of the city-state!"
"Yes, Vice Captain!"
Finally, Wali straightened his neat white collar and walked towards the ridiculous mushroom house. He pushed open the bookstore door and shouted coldly over the sound of the wind chimes: "The first team of the Jingsha Divine Guards is on duty. Citizens, please cooperate with the investigation!"
The bookstore was surprisingly quiet. The manager was still slumped in the pool, and the rest of the staff were eating dinner while watching the "Wanted" program. Everyone looked at him blankly, as if they hadn't quite reacted.
"Oh, hello, hello." Editor Otter put down his small plate and nodded at him. "What books would you like to buy? This month, our shop recommends '3000 Years of Allied War History.'"
The seal shop manager took down the large tome and held it up as if presenting a treasure. Vali sneered down at them and said, "No need to be so frivolous here. Your intelligence team has everything under control. The three terrorists currently wanted by the entire city are probably in your bookstore right now!"
Manager Crucian Carp nodded hurriedly: "Yes - yes!"
"Hand over the three terrorists immediately..."
The Otter Editor blinked innocently: "What if we say no?"
"I'm afraid you veterans are about to experience the current level of enforcement by the Divine Guard!"
The Poison Otter editor covered his mouth with his paw, exclaimed, and then tapped the small button under the counter.
All the bookcases flipped over simultaneously, the colorful book covers vanishing, replaced by a single, cold, iron-gray. Swords, spears, halberds, and other weapons were readily available, including beam sabers, howitzers, and bazookas, providing ample firepower and comprehensive coverage. The entire mushroom house was instantly filled with the gleam of weapons, and a dense network of gun barrels peeked out from the seven floors above and below.
"Now?" Editor Otter smiled.
Wali turned with his mouth wide open, and saw an infinitely magnified book cover. The seal shop owner swung the large book with a claw, sending him flying through the shop, through the street, and into the deserted woods. The sheer force sent him flying to the other side of the third vein in just ten seconds!
The roar of the beast could be heard throughout the entire poetry umbrella: "Get out!!"
Wali felt like every bone in his body was broken. If it weren't for the divine power, he would have been reduced to a pile of shredded flesh. He let out a scream that was not human: "Charge! All forces, charge! Arrest them all!"
The team members, receiving the order, rushed in, only to be swept skyward by the icy storm in a fraction of a second. Manager Crucian screamed, summoning a flood, and sent the second and third teams, who were observing the situation from outside, rushing out with them. The bewildered first team members screamed and clutched their throats. The floodwaters were surprisingly tinged with a muddy brown.
That's poison mixed into the water! The poison is spreading with the power of elementalization!
The Poison Otter Editor smiled as he held a jeweled cup. He shook the Holy Cup again, releasing double the poison.
"Have they forgotten that we used to sell arms?"
"Each generation is worse than the previous one!" Bang Bang Crucian Carp shouted angrily.
Velvet came down from the second floor and apologized to everyone, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone."
"Don't worry, little girl. Go ahead and do your thing. Don't let these idiots get in the way." The seal shop manager said, "Gulibo, are you okay?"
"Alright, Bo, alright, Bo!" Gulibo rushed down the stairs. "Bang, bang, assault boat, fire!"
The top floor of the large mushroom house opened, and a giant emerald green vehicle, powerfully launched by the mushrooms, was launched toward the flooded street. It looked like a speedboat had smashed into a modified Orc tank. The small animals poured out, boarding the assault boat in an organized and disciplined manner. The seal shop manager was the last to squeeze out the door and hang a "Closed Today" sign on the door.
At this time, the other first team members who had transferred over were rushing over with the war plant like a battering ram. It rushed into the water nimbly, and blasted the enemy like a super-giant torpedo, opening its bloody mouth towards the pale-faced team members.
“Yeah!”
“Ah!! The Battering Hammer was eaten!!!” “What the hell did you say?!” “It was eaten—don’t eat me! Help! Ahhhhh!!”
On the other side of the battlefield, the mercenaries of the Third Order were lurking underwater, preparing to launch a surprise attack from behind the bookstore. Their plan was interrupted by a heavy hail of bullets. The Otter Editor rapidly opened fire from the turret atop his assault boat, sending the mercenaries flying out of the water like electrocuted fish.
It adjusted its reading glasses and said with satisfaction, "My eyesight is still okay."
"I want to say something politically incorrect," said the crucian carp manager.
"I think you're free to do whatever you want now."
"I've long felt that some of the idiots in the city-state deserved to die."
"Oh!" exclaimed the Otter Editor. "I quite agree."
They joined the seals in their assault boats, forming an unstoppable force in the flood. No pursuer could stop their attack. With three Seismic Point Fives working together, even the remaining captains wouldn't dare to move!
A few pursuers, hoping to evade the enemy, took side roads to circumvent their target. As they rushed into the lane, they were knocked back by a frying pan, knocked down by a gardener's shovel, and struck on the head by a cello. The doors of every household were thrown open, and veterans, their meals in hand, glared at the "law enforcers," their anger coalescing into a wave of roars.
"Get out of the poetry umbrella!!"
The pursuers were beaten up, and a few of the Divine Guards shouted into the channel: "We are under attack by a mob. Requesting support from the third team! Requesting support from the third team!"
"The terrorists are about to escape!!! What is the Third Divine Guard doing!!"
Appropriately, the city-wide broadcast of the Third Pulse Sequence started up, and a lazy voice came out from it: "Test sound~Test sound~ Can everyone hear it?"
"Tonight, just like the water curtain said, there's going to be a city-wide manhunt or something. Ultimately, it's just wishful thinking on the part of politicians, and it has nothing to do with us. Anyway, ordinary citizens, please remember to keep an eye on your children and don't let them run around outside and get scared! Captain Trek's instructions end here~"
Vice Captain Squirrel chirped, "It can't end like this! This is a broadcast to all the people. Could you please be more serious?"
"It's really troublesome, do I have to be serious about it..."
"Yes, you are speaking on behalf of Team 3, please be serious!"
"Okay, let's get serious..."
The man's tone suddenly changed on the radio: "The Third Divine Guard of Jingsha City-State will absolutely not support or participate in this so-called 'city-wide wanted' operation. Because the Third Vein Sequence's Divine Guards are not shameless enough to attack the heroes who saved Vein Sequence not long ago!
As Third Captain Jas Trick, I question the Speaker of the House of Lords' investigation results, which have obfuscated the truth. I also strongly condemn his despicable tactics of stirring up unjust public opinion and sowing discord among the Allies without first confirming the truth.
Trek's voice echoed through the empty night, and the first team members involved in the pursuit were almost dizzy. The captain of the Divine Guard openly challenged the Speaker. Such an absurd incident had never happened in the history of the Jingsha City-State. This was a blatant undermining of the official's credibility...
No, it's more than that. Such statements are simply putting both sides in a dead end! Are they planning a civil war?!
"It's reassuring to hear such a strong statement," said Vander.
"Dad finally pulled himself together. As his daughter, I'm very touched!" Li Ke stretched lazily. "Well, what are the plans for the future?"
Velvet handed her a storage crystal. "All the petitions collected so far from 71 million people are in it. To be on the safe side, I didn't specify the purpose of the petitions. Please take this to your father. He will know what to do."
Rico returned the salute, picked up the scroll, and flew towards the headquarters of Team 3. Velvet picked up Vander and handed him to Ji Huaisu.
"Miss Guangshi and Miss Qingxia are going to intercept the enemy. Miss Ji, you and Fander will be in charge of the public opinion war."
"Define what is public opinion warfare?" Ji Huaisu asked.
Vander was also puzzled: "Neither of us is very good at media studies..."
Velvet tossed her another specially crafted millennium bug and pointed it at the ubiquitous water curtain.
"Let them be the ones speaking, and let you be the ones speaking."
"I understand." "No big deal!"
Ji Huaisu picked up Vander and set off, taking his heavily armed secretary with him. Velvet packed her backpack and walked out the back door of the bookstore. The killer greeted her at the door.
"What's the mission this time?"
She took out her cell phone and clicked twice, and an extended Cadillac roared over, the roar of the engine mixed with someone's happy whistle.
"I want to ask you to deliver something."
"What?"
"Send it to me."
Chu Hengkong opened the car door and helped her in. He walked to the other side of the car, touched the steering wheel he hadn't seen in a long time, and moved his shoulders slightly.
He felt that the innocent boy from more than ten years ago had quietly come back to life, so he smiled fearlessly.
"Got it." The killer said, "The mission begins."
He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the luxury car crossed the muddy ground and rushed towards the distant city center like a roaring beast.
(End of this chapter)
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