Chapter 415: Avoid [Destiny] Like Avoiding Snakes and Scorpions

Lou Duan muttered to himself, his tone carrying an excitement he could barely conceal.

He never tipped on his usual spending, but today, he had to make an exception for this website.

"This website is too powerful. No, my ordinary member badge is a bit disrespectful. I must upgrade my badge..."

Lou Duan's mind raced, realizing the website's value was probably far higher than he had thought. Given the website's ruthless performance this time, no matter how much he valued it afterward, it would not be excessive.

"If I can upgrade my badge, this website's various branches might very well become my trump card to turn the situation around and win against the odds in the future."

Lou Duan's fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes flashing with fervent ambition.

Mechanical notification sounds kept coming from the website:

"Ding—【You have donated 100000 construction funds to the website……..】"

"Ding—【You have donated 100000 construction funds to the website……..】"

"Ding—【You have donated 100000 construction funds to the website……..】"

The cold notification sounds in the computer mixed with the monsters' horrible hissing and roaring from the TV screen.

These two sounds overlapped, strangely forming a peculiar harmony, like some wild symphony, playing repeatedly beside Lou Duan's ears!

……..

For Hong Ya, killing was originally as simple as drinking milk tea.

But this time, the straw in her mouth was almost chewed into pulp, yet she still couldn't deal with Zhou Hu.

Several times she tried to act covertly, but sudden accidents interrupted her.

The first time was a monster suddenly appearing.

That monster wore ridiculous clothes, exaggeratedly posing for the camera, its movements absurd yet inexplicably exuding a strange beauty, stunning her for a moment and causing her to miss the best opportunity;

The second time was Yu Huai, the Evil Festival Parasite, descending from the sky with seven monsters, swooshing through the air and heavily smashing into the ground, shaking the ground with trembling.

And the landing spot, by coincidence or not, was exactly the roadside curb where the beast was crouching.

Hong Ya cared about her teammate and had to give up the chance to act again, only able to continue following behind Zhou Hu, waiting for the next opportunity.

The bad news was that her two attempts to act were both interrupted by accidents; Zhou Hu's luck seemed ridiculously good, so good that people couldn't help but suspect he had secretly worshipped some evil sacrifice and sought protection.

The good news was that the difficulty of acting next time suddenly dropped—no need to bother disguising it as an accident anymore; the ready-made monsters could just serve as "scapegoats".

Zhou Hu: "... Me, lucky?"

Monster: "... Even bullying monsters? Bad guy!"

Hong Ya's tongue trembled slightly in her mouth as she whispered: "Beast, be careful!"

At the same time, the master of ceremonies mixed in the crowd also nervously lowered his voice: "Don't expose yourself!"

After a long time, the communicator transmitted the beast's muffled response:

"Rest assured, I didn't act."

Hong Ya and the master of ceremonies both exhaled in relief, their tense nerves relaxing slightly.

They were all people of 【Destiny】, and all were special tactical parties who had undergone Grace Reconstruction.

Explaining Grace Reconstruction is somewhat complex.

Simply put, the 【Destiny】 aura on them was very strong, strong like pickles just fished out of a pickle jar, their whole bodies soaked in an indescribable smell.

Upper City's dog noses might not be able to smell it, and other evil organizations might not be able to accurately distinguish it.

But the Evil Sacrifice's parasite—no, to be precise, the Evil Sacrifice main body behind the parasite—could definitely smell it.

Especially when the Evil Sacrifice happened to peer through the parasite's eyes, that aura would pierce its perception like a sharp alarm.

The principle is actually simple, just like livestock's instinctive sensitivity and fear of the butcher, behind which are countless bloody lessons of their kind.

The Evil Sacrifice was truly terrified by 【Destiny】; though not to the point of changing color at the mention of 【Destiny】, they absolutely avoided it like avoiding snakes and scorpions, fearing even the slightest contamination.

"It's just that the little guys I brought were frightened."

The beast's low voice echoed in the dim sewer; it shook its body, and gravel and dust rustled down.

He coldly gazed into the dark and gloomy sewer; in the turbid ditch under his feet, one drowned rat after another emerged from the water with pitch-black, fur-bristling heads, squeaking chaotically.

"Go, all follow them, go taste whether that meat suits your taste."

The beast made a strange sound in its throat; instantly, the dense rat swarm, as if released from restraint, gathered into a black current, violent and excited, rushing rapidly downstream along the sewage.

Above their heads, a buzzing vibration suddenly came; a drone of unknown fate slowly descended from the cave mouth, its propeller stirring the damp air, its fist-sized electronic eyes ice-cold, connected to countless naked eyes behind countless televisions...

Before the televisions, countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the screen; as the drone lens pushed in, their pupils slightly contracted.

The airflow from the drone's wings tore open the blood mist, as if lifting a crimson curtain, finally exposing the scene below:

A huge red flesh pit suddenly appeared in the center of the screen; the pit bottom was covered with sticky meat mud, like tomato sauce violently stirred, slowly flowing toward the black hole in the center.

A broken manhole cover was diagonally stuck at the edge of the hole; the rust-streaked "Municipal Engineering" characters were stained with blood foam, as if smeared with red ink into wild cursive.

On the cover edge, a twisted thigh limply hung; the concave upper body was upside down at the hole mouth, chest caved in, head shattered like, dripping turbid liquid seeping down along the hole mouth.

"The manhole cover was blown open... Did the monsters drill into the sewer?!"

Before the televisions, countless audiences held their breath, the same thought arising in their minds simultaneously.

The drone nimbly adjusted its wings, slowly descending along that concave corpse, leading countless audiences to explore the whereabouts of those seven monsters.

Guangliang Television Station's viewership once again surged.

Zhou Hu watched the scene of the blood mist gradually dispersing, his gaze falling on the broken manhole cover in the blood pit; he couldn't help but coldly laugh again and again in his heart:

"Manhole cover? Sewer? Feng Mu's sister and the monsters chasing her went into the sewer? Hah, an illusion, after all it's still an illusion..."

On the presidium, Feng Ju's face was as white as paper, his heart pounding nonstop, as if it would burst out of his chest.

Terrible thoughts kept echoing in his mind:

"Has Yu Huai already become meat mud in that pool of blood? No, impossible, absolutely impossible! Yu Huai must have fallen into the manhole cover, must have..."

However, this thought did not bring him the slightest comfort; instead, it made his heart sink to the bottom of a deeper valley:

"There is only Yu Huai alone in the sewer; those monsters have no other targets, won't they just keep chasing her relentlessly?"

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