Chapter 332: Wind Rising

Seeing Pu Lie arrive in the living room covered in sweat, Lu Wang hurriedly walked up and brought the coat hanging on the coat rack to Pu Lie's side.

"Sir, are you alright? Did the Master punish you?"

Pu Lie took the coat handed over by Lu Wang, took off the shirt that was already soaked with sweat, draped the coat over himself, and plopped down onto the sofa.

"The Master has already made arrangements. I will be responsible for the opening of the Herui Gate in the Outer City, and you will be responsible for the Master's Descent Ritual in the Inner City."

Lu Wang poured a glass of water for Pu Lie and placed it on the coffee table, then asked Pu Lie in confusion.

"Sir, I don't understand. Why does the Master want us to swap our tasks?"

Pu Lie leaned back against the sofa, rested his head on the backrest, looked up at the ceiling, and spoke slowly.

"The Master has bestowed upon me the power to fully open the Herui Gate. Although it is only temporary, as long as the Herui Gate is fully opened, the Ninth Defense Zone will become the Master's territory. When you hold the Descent Ritual, you must be careful and cautious; do not let any mistakes occur in the ritual."

"Rest assured, Sir, I will definitely ensure the Master's Descent Ritual proceeds smoothly."

Ninth Defense Zone Inner City, Chaona District.

Ever since the Chaona District was notified that an Alien Race had rampaged here, many of its residents had moved to other areas where Inner City residents lived, which resulted in very few residents here; furthermore, the Inner City had recently been conducting large-scale investigations into the nobility, leaving this area completely desolate.

Two tall figures wearing black robes, wrapped up tightly, met among the ruins and debris; every step they took carried a sense of heaviness, making dull sounds as they stepped on the ground.

"Dabeiwenqiao, those remaining Heretics have already begun to take action. How is the situation on your side?"

The man called Dabeiwenqiao shook his head under the cover of his black robe and replied.

"Still no news. We know nothing about this world. Although the Humans here are also called Psionics, the Psionic energy in their bodies seems different from ours; perhaps they have not mastered the correct way to use Psionic energy. And..."

Speaking to this point, Dabeiwenqiao paused, stopped his heavy footsteps, and continued.

"Taigehe'er, have you felt that it has become more difficult to release your Psionic energy in this world?"

"Hmm, I do indeed have that feeling. Could this have something to do with us being summoned by the Emperor?"

Taigehe'er nodded and replied.

"Unclear, but this does not affect our loyalty to the Emperor. Now, the death of those Heretics is only a matter of time, but regarding the Demon the Emperor spoke of, we haven't found a single clue. As expected, investigating while hiding is a very troublesome matter."

After a moment of Silence, Dabeiwenqiao spoke slowly.

"I will continue to search for clues about the Demon. This world makes me feel very uncomfortable, but you should have no problem dealing with those Heretics alone, right?"

Under Taigehe'er's black robe, a sharp-angled silver-white helmet was revealed, and pale blue light bloomed from the eye positions of the helmet.

"No problem. I will judge those Heretics after they gather."

"No, Taigehe'er, I mean, let those Heretics cause chaos here; only then might the Demon reveal a flaw.

Since those Heretics have been identified, the hidden Demon is the biggest problem we face now. We must find those Aliens and eliminate them on the Emperor's land."

Dabeiwenqiao shook his head to correct Taigehe'er's statement and expressed his own thoughts.

"Agreed. Good luck, my brother."

"You too."

The two tall figures wrapped in black robes, whose faces could not be seen, stood among the building ruins of the Chaona District.

In a dim environment, Geerman was skillfully engraving a Spirit Pattern onto a Combat Knife. Now, he was no longer as panicked as when he first arrived here; the endless, sunless work had numbed his body, and the only belief supporting him was his family.

"Geerman, I heard that it's chaotic outside now. The Military District Chief has controlled most of the affairs of the entire Ninth Defense Zone, becoming the dictator the Human Alliance least wants to see."

A thin man standing beside Geerman said to him in a low voice.

"I didn't expect our church to actually care about the situation of the Human Alliance? Aren't you planning to occupy the Ninth Defense Zone? Why has there been no movement until now?"

Hearing Geerman's slightly mocking words, the thin man did not feel offended and just said calmly.

"That depends on how that existence in our church decides. However, have you noticed that recently we haven't been engraving Spirit Patterns on building materials like before, but are instead engraving them on weapons and equipment? This means those who are holding us Engravers captive are preparing to take action."

"So what? You know I'm not interested in these things."

Geerman picked up the Combat Knife with the engraved Spirit Pattern, examined the complex Spirit Pattern on it carefully, and replied simply.

"Didn't you always want to know how to get out before? Now I can tell you: we were captured by the Inner City nobles to engrave Spirit Patterns for the equipment they usually use. Now, due to the appearance of the dictator, many Inner City nobles have been arrested. The remaining nobles have decided to resist; they usually keep many private soldiers, and they also have their own people in the Military District. This resistance is estimated to cause quite a stir.

Now my Master is preparing to open the Herui Gate when those nobles start causing trouble inside the Ninth Defense Zone. By then, you will be able to find your family."

The thin man's words made Geerman's hand holding the Combat Knife suddenly pause, and his chest began to heave violently.

"So, everything I'm experiencing now is because of those so-called high-ranking nobles? They locked me here, preventing me from seeing my family!"

Geerman's voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of the men in black. A man in black came to Geerman, glanced at the flushed Geerman, and said with disdain.

"What are you babbling about here? Why don't you get back to work? Do you want to get beaten again?"

Seeing that Geerman did not reply, the thin man hurriedly apologized with a smile to the man in black.

"Sir, he, his brain has become a bit slow lately, he's a bit delirious. Please rest assured, I will definitely keep an eye on him and not let him do anything out of line."

The man in black looked at Geerman, who was not speaking and was continuously engraving Spirit Patterns, nodded, and said.

"Then you keep a good eye on him. Damn it, how did another one go crazy?"

Saying this, he spat on Geerman's face, and seeing that Geerman had no reaction, he left Geerman's location with a look of disgust.