Chapter 587 Blood Cage Long Night (3k)
When forced to take damage, the Ferryman, clad in a blood-red straw cloak, shifted his body to narrowly evade the ice sword. At the same time, he took a direct hit from Aman’s earth-shattering staff.
His body contorted into a shrimp-bow shape as he faced the three attackers, his eyes suddenly sharpening as he straightened up.
“If you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay the price!”
A massive halo of rule light emerged above his head. Following this, his eagle claws trembled strangely, and with the tremors, afterimages instantly appeared before him.
“Thousand罡 Wind Claws!”
The overwhelming claw shadows filled the space before the Red-Clad Ferryman in just a few breaths. With a sharp glint in his eyes, he flung these claw shadows heavily towards Su Jiu, who was attacking him.
“You hit me, and I can’t run? Blink!”
Facing the maneuver of trading damage for damage, Su Jiu smiled indifferently. With a casual wave of the loquat branch, he instantly blinked behind the Red-Clad Ferryman, quietly watching Aman and the other two stab at the Ferryman’s back.
“Wait, I have something to say…”
Having missed his attack, the Red-Clad Ferryman had no means of counterattack. His pupils contracted as he felt the cold air coming from both sides. Before he could beg for mercy, he was pierced through…
Under the combined efforts of the three, the old Ferryman was quickly subdued. His entire body was encased in cold air, and ropes of frost bound him several times, rendering him completely immobile.
Aman, holding his stone mallet, patted the Ferryman’s plump hand repeatedly and examined him. He then questioned aloud, “Speak, has the Singer discovered the problem and sent you to scout?”
His gaze fell upon Aman’s stone club, and a hint of anger surfaced on his face, which was like a withered pine. After trembling, he spoke in a low voice, “You dare to attack my Ancient God Sect like this, aren’t you afraid of…”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Before his words could finish, he was treated to a barrage from Aman with fire-dragon fruits and a kick to the chest. Immediately, he became obedient and stopped growling.
“I’ll give you another chance to speak.”
Aman asked emotionlessly. Su Jiu didn’t like doing dirty work, and he happened to be in need of an opportunity to prove himself. This Red-Clad Ferryman naturally became Aman’s target for establishing authority, a truly unfortunate situation.
“I don’t know.” Seeing the raised club, the Red-Clad Ferryman quickly replied.
“You don’t know? You’re quite tough-mouthed. Mr. Aman, I respect you as a man.”
Aman chuckled upon hearing this and raised the club again, smashing it towards the Ferryman’s face as if with no mercy—
“Bang!”
“I don’t know!” The skin on his face was almost rubbed off, yet the old Ferryman continued to shout in a hurry, appearing as though he feared neither life nor death.
Aman narrowed his monkey-like eyes and raised the club again. However, Su Jiu preempted him by placing a hand on his. Aman looked at her confusedly. With a wave of his plump hand, he said, “Boss, if you let me interrogate him more, I’m sure I’ll get a satisfactory answer.”
“Is it possible that he means the Singer doesn’t know?”
Su Jiu looked at the old Ferryman with some amusement. The Ferryman was covered in injuries inflicted by Aman, and he looked at them with a face full of terror. His expression seemed to be asking:
Aren’t you guys from the official organization? How can you resort to torture?
“Yes! Yes!”
The old Ferryman nodded eagerly, clearly fearful of Aman’s methods. Having lived in modern society for so long, this was too much to bear.
“Heh, then how do you usually contact the Singer? Tell her immediately that there’s nothing going on here and that she shouldn’t rush to activate the formation.”
Hearing the Ferryman’s answer, Su Jiu smiled with satisfaction and asked again with a smile, looking like a little fox.
At this, the Ferryman’s face became a little unsightly. He clearly hadn’t expected Su Jiu to want him to play dirty, but seeing the “truth” in Aman’s hand, he relented.
Just as he was picking up the communication device, he remembered something and paused slightly, saying cautiously:
“Because two cities in the east were captured, the Singer has already activated the formation. Before this city, formations have been established.”
Su Jiu was slightly taken aback by this. However, instead of rushing, she felt a hint of pleasant surprise at the efficiency of Ren and the others. She continued to smile and asked, “Then let me ask you, can you only activate the formations of the seven cities now?”
“If there are no problems, the seven cities are indeed activating their joint formation. You can go out and see for yourself. The phantom of a sage will descend soon.”
The Red-Clad Ferryman pondered for a moment before nodding. There was no way to conceal this matter, so it was better to be forthright.
Su Jiu continued to interrogate him on other matters but found that he only answered things that were common knowledge. He remained tight-lipped about certain secrets, such as “the Singer’s weakness,” “the properties of that [unclear],” and “how many Members of the Ancient God Sect are in these cities.”
“Heh, ‘The Others’ indeed, and even ‘sage’…”
Hearing his words, Su Jiu’s gaze fell upon the Ferryman’s ruby ring. She smiled again and pulled it out naturally, placing it in her pocket.
Then, under the Ferryman’s defiant yet silent gaze, she notified Nami to come and take over. She then said flatly, “We have already summoned the local inspectors. You will follow them in shortly to be interrogated and then receive the gallows.”
“Take him away first. Our primary goal now is to break through the defense line before the formation is fully formed.”
Su Jiu and the other two, along with the Red-Clad Ferryman, soared into the sky. Their gazes were fixed on the city in the distance, and they saw that the mountains and rivers were shrouded in a vast expanse of red light, even encompassing the city, which was invisible from afar.
The blood-red and dazzling energy shield was like a colossal bowl, tightly gripping the city in the distance. Above it, a black hole nearly a hundred meters wide had appeared.
“The strength of this formation is currently only at the Demigod Level. It’s the perfect opportunity to break through.”
Even Su Jiu, who was far away, could clearly see the black hole emitting immense energy. It was like a reverse vacuum cleaner releasing wind, the wind surging like a tornado, uprooting the trees around the city!
“With only seven cities, it shouldn’t be too difficult to break through the defense line. We need to notify the Female Chief now and prepare the Prometheus Cannon.”
Su Jiu was very glad that she had reduced the number of cities to just seven. If not for their previous efforts, they wouldn’t have been able to reach this point so quickly.
Thinking this, she dialed the Female Chief. The call connected with a “beep” sound, and soon a rather excited voice responded:
“Can we operate the cannon now? From the alchemical observatory, we’ve seen the area you mentioned, covered in a large area of unknown energy…”
She paused and then continued in a rather strange tone, “The people beside me, using human communication satellite positioning technology, have locked onto your location comprehensively. They can even see you and… the Elder of the Ninth Clan? Together in the sky.”
“They can see my location?”
Su Jiu was somewhat surprised by this. However, she realized that the technology in this world was not inferior to her previous life’s technology; it was just that alchemy played a larger role. With a sense of relief, she continued, “Then can you try to locate the scenes within those cities wrapped by the formation?”
“I’ll have those staff members try…”
The Female Chief conveyed Su Jiu’s request to them, but soon, she replied helplessly, “No, the energy and magnetic fields within the cities are disturbed. It’s only possible to see a vast expanse of vermilion.”
Su Jiu was not too surprised by this result, as electronic devices had their limits. She looked at the blood-colored shield in the distance, resembling a red tide, and quietly asked, “How much ammunition do you have prepared on your end?”
“Fully loaded, ninety-nine rounds.” The voice from the other end replied again, carrying a strange sense of pride. She added, “Although each round only has Demigod Level power, it is highly destructive and has a wide range. It is said to have been built specifically for capturing enemy bases.”
“Hoo… Watch me, wait for my signal, and attack together!”
Taking a deep breath, Su Jiu said softly. They couldn’t alert the enemy prematurely. She knew that Mr. Ziwei Li had a plan, and if he managed to disable another device, the pressure to capture the city would be greatly reduced.
Coordinating with his plan to break through was the most suitable and safest approach. The most important thing to do now was to wait…
Wait for him to make the call.
“Two hours. We’ll wait for at most two more hours. If there’s no reply, we’ll launch a forceful attack on the city.”
After hanging up the phone, Su Jiu slowly took out the alchemical communication pen, looked up at the distance again, and clenched her fist.
As long as Mr. Ziwei Li sent the message, the sky full of artillery fire would descend like fireworks, piercing through the blood mist that enveloped the sky.
The soldiers of Dragon Country, the soldiers of Bear Country, various factions, the Night Watchers, the Inspectors, all forces would strike with lightning speed.
This was Operation Frostbreak.
…
Gunazha City.
The entire city descended into chaos. The noise of cars blared continuously in the dead of night, and the crowds filled almost every street in the center. Sounds of panic and curses surged into the sky like a great torrent.
As many people began to feel unwell, they realized that this was not ordinary “blood mist,” but a special man-made formation. Almost everyone fled at once.
A figure in a shabby suit stood on top of a tall building, rolling up his sleeves and resting his hands on the rusty railing, silently watching the scene below.
Behind him followed several figures dressed in black clerical robes. Their attire indicated that one of them was significantly more ornate than the others.
“Mr. Li, where is your beautiful lady friend friend? Aren’t you going to let her admire this intoxicating scene with us?”
The one with the more ornate attire approached the man in the suit, patted his back with a smile, and then looked down at the unfolding chaos below, squinting as if appreciating a work of art.
Slightly returning to his senses, Mr. Li turned to the Black-clad Bishop and grinned, saying softly:
“Last night, I sent her to help activate the formation. Aren’t all our actions under your supervision?”
“Activate the formation? But wasn’t the formation already activated by the Priests under my command?”
The Black-clad Bishop narrowed his eyes. His previous words were meant to test Mr. Li, but since he was still here, he likely wouldn’t lie.
