Chapter 74

Zhang Yuanqing's gaze followed the orange cat as it swiftly reached the villa gate, slipped through the gap in the iron gate, and disappeared behind the wall.

A few seconds later, trees began to sprout over the wall, growing wildly to the height of a two-story building.

Flowers bloomed on the corners of the wall and the treetops, competing for beauty. In an instant, the villa and its courtyard transformed into a vibrant garden.

Guan Ya leaned in and whispered, "Put the detox pill in your mouth. It will be too late once we're inside."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his companions and noticed that everyone had taken out the secret pills made by the Hundred Flowers Society and put them in their mouths.

He looked at Guan Ya again, and saw that the old courtesan had also taken one, her left cheek bulging, making her oval face look more adorable and a bit cute.

She was still wearing a white blouse, black stockings, and a skirt, with two gun holsters tied around her long, round thighs. The zipper on the skirt was open to the top of her thighs, making it easy for her to move. If not for the risk of exposure, she could easily perform a spinning kick.

Of course, Zhang Yuanqing suspected that the woman must be wearing safety shorts, but he couldn't lift her skirt to check, so he had no evidence.

"Can this thing protect us from the witch doctor's poison?" he asked while putting the pill, which emitted a fragrant aroma, in his mouth.

"Definitely not. The witch doctor's poison isn't that easy to counter, but it can weaken the toxicity and prevent fatal danger," Guan Ya said with a serious face, no longer smiling.

"The Night Walker has strong vitality, so you should be the least worried," she added.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and scanned his companions. Besides the five team leaders, himself, and the old courtesan, the other eight were two Water Ghosts, two Fire Masters, two Earth Beasts, and two Wood Spirits.

The distribution of professions was very balanced, aiming to have no weaknesses.

Additionally, all these members were 2nd-level Walkers. 1st-level Walkers did not have the qualifications to participate in the operation.

1st-level Lawful professions were probably no different from chickens in front of 3rd-level Evil professions.

At this moment, the plants and trees stopped growing. The team leader Qingteng whispered, "Action!"

Fifteen Spirit Realm Walkers moved through the quiet, empty neighborhood streets, swiftly and silently approaching the villa.

As they neared the villa, Qingteng slowed down. The muscle-bound man led two strong Fire Masters forward, gripping the lock on the villa gate and applying silent force.

After a faint red glow, bright molten iron "plop plop" fell to the ground.

The three Fire Masters stepped back two steps, and Tang Guoqiang, leading two Earth Beasts, entered the villa courtyard first.

The tanks led the way, and the warriors followed, as Zhang Yuanqing thought. Indeed, the muscle-bound man led two Fire Masters, closely following the three Earth Beasts.

The mages should come after the warriors, followed by the healers! Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

The Water Ghosts and Wood Spirits then entered.

The scouts were even less useful than the healers. Zhang Yuanqing glanced back at the team leader and Guan Ya, noticing the unusual look in their eyes. Li Dongze, leaning on his cane, maintained his elegance and whispered, "We scouts need to strategize from behind and observe the surroundings."

Team leader, you don't need to force your dignity! Zhang Yuanqing decided to cooperate and said in a deep voice, "Understood, true sight is crucial in team battles."

Li Dongze's face stiffened, remembering the "humiliation" from his subordinate that day. He glanced at the lush vegetation in the corner, "I'm considering whether to plant you there."

At this moment, the official Walkers, holding pistols, arrived at the anti-theft door of the villa's hall.

Since a barrier covered the villa courtyard, they didn't need to disperse and surround the building. Given that the enemy was a 3rd-level Evil profession, dispersing might cause casualties, so they decided to break through the front door.

Tang Guoqiang placed his hand on the lock of the anti-theft door, and the wall connected to the lock quickly turned to sand, falling off.

He didn't immediately enter but turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanqing.

The night was the Night Walker's domain, and in the pitch-black environment, the Night Walker was like a fish in water.

Zhang Yuanqing understood and, under everyone's watchful eyes, disappeared.

He quickly entered the foyer, deliberately spinning and jumping to avoid any potential ambush. His movements were stylish, and in the Night Walker state, he could cover all sounds.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped at the entrance to the living room, his night vision sweeping over the spacious room. The living room had sofas and a coffee table in the center for guests, an open kitchen and dining table on the left, and a staircase to the second floor on the right.

The ceiling of the living room was very high, and the layout of the villa was in the shape of a "回" (square with a smaller square inside). Standing on the second-floor balcony, one could overlook the first-floor living room.

After reaching 2nd level, his Night Walker duration extended to 30 seconds, but it was still not enough to thoroughly inspect the living room. After a preliminary assessment that there was no danger, Zhang Yuanqing exited the living room and reappeared in the official Walkers' field of view.

"The first floor is clear, but I don't know about the second floor," he whispered.

Tang Guoqiang made a quick decision, "Action!"

He led the way into the living room, and the others, well-trained, followed in an orderly manner.

As they entered the dark living room, they suddenly heard a "snap," and the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling lit up, bringing light and illuminating the scene inside the villa, as well as the infiltrating official Walkers.

The official Walkers felt a chill.

"Long time no see, gentlemen and ladies!"

A man of medium build appeared at the second-floor balcony, with a thin face, slanted eyes, and a sword-like brow. It was Hengxing Wuji.

The witch doctor, hands on the balcony, looked down at the official Walkers on the first floor, a mocking smile on his lips:

"Fifteen Lawful Walkers, tsk tsk, you really think highly of me. To catch me, you've gone to great lengths, but who can say where the line between prey and hunter lies?"

Before he could finish, Guan Ya, holding two pistols, interrupted him with gunfire.

The first bullet left a deep hole in the second-floor wall, and the second bullet, predicting Hengxing Wuji's roll to dodge, hit successfully, producing a clear metallic sound.

Hengxing Wuji pressed himself against the wall, stubbornly finishing his lines, and laughed maniacally:

"I love adventure, I love breaking rules. The prestige of hunting fifteen Lawful professions is worth the risk. Enjoy the slaughter I've prepared for you!"

The ceiling above them exploded, and glass shards rained down like a storm.

The spacious living room fell into darkness again.

Amid the sound of glass shards falling, Zhang Yuanqing heard a faint "buzzing" sound, light and dense, like countless mosquitoes flapping their wings.

Then came Li Dongze's warning:

"Overhead!"

The muscle-bound man and two Fire Masters took a deep breath, puffing out their cheeks, and exhaled a burst of air, "whoosh," causing flames to suddenly expand, illuminating the dark living room.

Numerous sparks fell, and the air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

These black dots that fell were some kind of poisonous insects. The smell after burning was unbearable, and Zhang Yuanqing, accidentally inhaling a few breaths, felt dizzy and disoriented.

The official Walker team fell into a small chaos, not everyone could see in the dark.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

Flames roared, and the three Fire Masters' bodies were enveloped in intense flames, dispelling the darkness and bringing light.

As they looked around the living room, their scalps tingled.

The living room floor was covered with strange insects: some with terrifying mouthparts, some resembling locusts, some palm-sized spiders, and some unidentifiable. They all shared one common feature: their bright colors.

The flames flickered, bringing light but also causing shadows to dance, and the lighting was limited, making it difficult to avoid being attacked by the poisonous insects.

Zhang Yuanqing had an idea and, crouching, rushed to the open kitchen, flipping the switch to turn on the lights.

Such a large living room couldn't be lit by just one chandelier.

"Great job!" Bai Long, carrying a black longsword, sighed in relief and shouted, "Smash the faucet, we need water."

Zhang Yuanqing, without hesitation, punched the faucet. To his surprise, there was no violent spray of water. Instead, a large stream of clear water flowed out of the broken pipe, as if it had a life of its own.

The stream swept over the floor, the sofas, and every corner of the living room, carrying away the various insects. Finally, it condensed into a water ball the size of a barrel in mid-air, with countless insects floating inside.

Bai Long opened his palms and clapped them together.

"Boom!"

The water ball exploded, and water droplets mixed with insect corpses splattered all over the living room.

Impressive, Zhang Yuanqing thought, admiring the scene. He thought to himself, no wonder mages have flashy skills. If it were him, facing this situation, he would have to run for his life.

After all, the Night Walker's role in the Extraordinary stage was that of an assassin.

At this moment, Li Dongze, the scout, suddenly looked up, sensing a dangerous force rapidly growing on the second floor. He quickly warned:

"Danger on the second floor, four forces."

The official Walkers felt a chill. Their experience confirmed one thing: they had been ambushed.

From Hengxing Wuji's words, his attitude, and his response, it was clear he had prepared for this arrest.

They had been lured into a trap. Zhang Yuanqing, though inexperienced, was not stupid. He glanced at his companions, whose faces were serious but silent, and suppressed his doubts.

Now was not the time to think about these things.

The sound of "thud thud" echoed in the quiet environment, and a tall humanoid monster appeared at the balcony.

It was extremely ugly, with insect-like sharp mouthparts, a flat nose, amber vertical pupils, standing two meters tall, and a deep brown, scaly, armor-like skin covering its body.

Its nails were black and sharp, easily leaving claw marks on the balcony.

"My poor insects, they died bravely, but their sacrifice gave me enough time. Come out, my companions," the humanoid monster said in Hengxing Wuji's voice.

From the three sides of the "回" (square with a smaller square inside) corridor, three more monsters slowly emerged.

They were:

A woman with a human upper body and a spider abdomen, her upper body smooth and naked, her full, round fat exposed, her appearance alluring. Below her navel, a bloated, fat spider body with eight iron-like spider legs easily pierced the floor tiles and walls.

A muscular insectoid, standing upright like a human, with well-defined abs and chest muscles, knees bent backward, and powerful leg muscles, capable of terrifying jumps. On its back were hard, greenish wings.

A ten-meter-long, human-headed, snake-bodied monster, its body coiled, covered in dark green scales, its head poking out of the balcony, and its tongue flicking at the people below.

These three monsters shared a common feature: their eyes were filled with violence, lacking human rationality.

"They are the servants of the Wicked Eye Judge, tormented by the power of the Fallen Holy Grail. To survive, they willingly let me modify them, hunting you for merit," Hengxing Wuji said with a laugh.

Servants of the Wicked Eye Judge? Like Ou Xiangrong? Zhang Yuanqing's mind was left with only one word: damn.

Qingteng, Tang Guoqiang, and others' faces changed dramatically.

"I like your expressions. Today, you will all die, and no one will save you. I said it!" Hengxing Wuji opened his terrifying mouth.

In the Huafeng District, at an abandoned factory.

Fu Qingyang, in a white suit, stood on the second floor of the administrative building, looking at the fleet of cars surrounding the factory, and frowned:

"This factory has been abandoned for many years, with no signs of human activity. Are you sure the Black Wuchang appeared here?"

Behind him were Ling Jun, wearing a loose shirt with messy hair, and a middle-aged man in a white judo uniform with a square face.

The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes confused, "The Hundred Flowers Society's informants captured this. To be safe, I checked the nearby surveillance and indeed found the Black Wuchang."

Fu Qingyang gave him a cold glance, "The Black Wuchang would be caught on surveillance?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

Ling Jun lazily scratched his head and shrugged, "We've been tricked. The Black Wuchang deliberately lured us here. No, it might not even be the Black Wuchang himself, but what is he luring us here for?"

Fu Qingyang pondered for a few seconds, his cold, stern face suddenly changing: "Ling Jun, come with me."

He directly leaped from the second floor.

Ling Jun was taken aback; he rarely saw Fu Qingyang so anxious and tense.

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