Chapter 139: Triangular Dragon Hybrid

As the sky‑reaching fire pillar gradually stilled, in the bat's field of view, the entire broad view began to shrink,

The world began to become flat, the original heat and ice mist also began to gradually shrink, and finally with a crack, it gradually took shape.

Finally it turned into a small, thin photograph, set into a metal frame with vintage patterns like ivy leaves, placed on the bedside of Jiang Xia and Ying.

As the sunlight gradually sank, changing from blinding to soft, the sun set below the horizon and night fell.

After an unknown amount of time, inside the base, a metal‑feeling coin engraved with some kind of animal was suddenly swallowed by a glowing purple energy sphere.

In the blink of an eye, a strange energy suddenly spread through the entire base, and Jiang Xia's eyes also slowly opened.

He glanced over, and the whole of Fengdu seemed to be filled with mist.

When he looked more closely, the mist instantly formed souls emitting different colors.

Jiang Xia slowly sat up, got off the bed, surveyed Fengdu and slowly opened his mouth: "Is this the ability to see through the human body's souls, even desires and sins?"

He looked at Fengdu, full of light points, as if he had found some target, and his body vanished from the room in an instant.

After night fell, the dirty and ugly fellows hidden in Fengdu's dark corners would crawl out from those filthy holes.

Here it is gloomy and damp, with only scattered streetlights and windows letting in weak light.

The houses are dilapidated, the walls mottled, and with the dim light they resemble black cages.

Around, the mostly three‑story houses are littered with junk, pitch black and lightless, as if forgotten by the world.

It's hard to imagine that Fengdu, a city with such memory circulation and high development, could have such a place.

"This is this month's list."

A middle‑aged man in a gray trench coat handed a document to a tall man wearing a black robe.

In the dim light, the two completed this transaction.

One received the list, the other received money; obviously this was not a one‑time deal, as the tall man merely flicked a corner of the list and put it back.

"The list is fine; these people will become test subjects." said the tall man, "Next month we'll need even more test subjects."

"Don't worry, using the Fengdu police's internal system makes it easy to pick people with suitable physiques." the man in the gray trench coat fawned.

Just then, a clear, rhythmic whistle suddenly came from the darkness.

A ferocious shadow slowly walked out from the deserted street.

The man in the gray trench coat suddenly thought of something, looked back in terror, and his face instantly tensed.

"Long time no see, Bing Shi."

"Gou Tian, no, you… you should already be dead." Bing Shi muttered, his face pale.

That suddenly appearing black shadow slowly approached, and with the aid of the already dim light, Bing Shi finally saw the true form of that twisted shadow.

It was a dinosaur!

It was a bipedal three‑horned dinosaur!

Its ferocious head stared at him, the face protruding outward, the skull elongated, covered in long, sharp horns full of cracks.

Its rough skin stretched outward, outlining that terrifying visage; the whole body was black‑purple, and its sharp claws could cut steel.

Its head had only two hollow eyes, sharp horns jutting outward, its mouth opened to reveal a blood‑red maw.

"A hybrid?" the tall man exclaimed, his heart slightly trembling.

Is he a customer buying memories? If I swapped someone else to kill, perhaps I'd pretend not to have seen.

Whoa! Suddenly, out of nowhere, several more people dressed like the tall man appeared around.

The tall man raised his right hand, tilted his neck, exposed the memory interface beneath his black trench coat, and jammed it in.

Masquerade (Disguise)

Behind him, except for Bing Shi, everyone's heads inexplicably underwent a strange change, their faces as if covered with shriveled black‑mold spheres.

On their faces only two black holes remained, white patterns like spiderwebs, the skin clearly sagging yet distinctly revealing the bone structure.

"Hmph, a lackey of the museum? What a bitter reunion." a low, menacing voice issued from the Triangular Dragon Hybrid.

It certainly knew this kind of memory; outside Fengdu, circulating memories of various types could cause the whole body to undergo different changes.

Only memories that alter the head are used by the museum's low‑level staff, and they are called Masquerade.

Then it suddenly raised its arm, and a dim, purple‑tinged beam shot out, striking the heads of the few who had become Masquerade.

Boom!

All that could be heard was a shattering sound; one of those turned into Masquerade had his body shatter outright, turning to powder along with the memory, vanishing completely from this world.

Masquerade is the lowest form of memory, equivalent to a grunt in card‑modding.

However, when there are many of them, stalling for time is sufficient.

Bing Shi had already fled in panic down the other side of the alley.

"Such souls brimming with sin truly excite me; this greed fascinates me greatly."

It's not the greed for money of ordinary people, nor the police's power over others' life and death.

Rather, it's like the hyenas waiting on a rotting corpse, oppressing the lower ranks and fawning over the upper.

Jiang Xia looked at the man named Bing Shi; his soul was filthy, his desire immense.

He could already discern each person's innermost depths, the most depraved, evil corners—that is, the power of desire.

"Such a hyena‑like evil, greedy soul shouldn't be in a policeman; are there moles among the police high‑ups?"

"This is apparently quite common in Fengdu's test ground!"

Jiang Xia frowned; the fleeing Bing Shi, as if struck by a heavy blow, was flung away by an invisible force and crashed hard to the ground.

Meanwhile, the Masquerade group, using their numerical advantage, managed to drag the Triangular Dragon Hybrid to a halt.

If Jiang Xia hadn't noticed, Bing Shi might really have escaped from the Triangular Dragon Hybrid's grasp.

Bing Shi's body was again blasted away by Jiang Xia's thought; this time, to stop him from running around, he was directly restrained.

Now the power within him seems unusually interested in that supremely evil, greed‑filled soul.

When Jiang Xia noticed the dirty soul of that person, he was already dead.

Jiang Xia also casually detonated the negative emotions inside those museum staff.

Let the chaos filling this place allow him to better observe some things about the soul.

This irritable emotion gradually escalated, and the museum staff who had merely wanted to stall time began to inexplicably become excited.

The eyes that were originally just black holes now also gradually emit a hint of red light.

"Kill you... kill you." Several masquerade people spoke at the same time.

Although the masquerade is a low-level memory, it also contains toxin and can continue to increase power based on negative emotions.

Even foot soldiers can be upgraded.

"Revenge, I want revenge, revenge for everything that killed him."

"Ice Chamber," plus the police covering for them, and the museum spreading memories everywhere.

"It was this city that killed him—Fengdu—this city should not exist."

The Triangular Dragon Hybrid let out a loud roar, looking at everything around it and speaking.

"Turns out his name is Jiu Tiao Ling?"

Jiang Xia stood to the side; his gaze penetrated the Triangular Dragon Hybrid's shell, seeing its true form—a female police officer.

Her soul color was not bad, so he did not draw on her emotions.

However, looking now, she had already been in a state of erosion by memory toxin.

Although her sense of guilt is strong, the negative emotions accumulated in her heart are stronger, and she harbors an extraordinary hatred for the Gaia Memory.

"Let me help you." Jiang Xia then infused power into Jiu Tiao Ling's body.

A flash of purple light flickered on its body; its body began to twist and deform, and its claw directly struck at the surrounding enemies.

At the moment of impact, the claw, which had originally been about the size of a human's, instantly swelled up.

The purple light on its body's surface directly converged into a huge forehoof.

With a boom, the huge paw directly slapped one of the red-light-emitting masquerades into the wall.

The house beside it kept shaking, and the shabby wall plaster slowly drifted down.

On the wall remained a very aesthetically pleasing spiderweb-like crack, at whose center was the already flattened museum staff.

One after another, under the rampage of the Triangular Dragon Hybrid, the originally numerous masquerade hybrids were directly blown to pieces.

Ability Bullet, Sound Wave Attack, Triangular Vibration—these are new techniques developed with Jiang Xia's power.

(End of Chapter)