Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 333 Fog Wall
Gunfire erupted in the dark alley.

Yan hid in the living room of Milo's house, his hands trembling as he gripped the guard's short baton tightly.

He was in charge of night patrolling this neighborhood. After the rainstorm started, Kang pulled him into the house to take shelter from the rain, and he has been there ever since.

Although Yan was generally oblivious, he could still clearly distinguish between gunshots and thunder outside.

Milo asked him to help take care of his family, but Yan Ke hadn't considered this possibility. After all, in his mind, it was impossible for a criminal to be so depraved as to attack the family members of law enforcement officers.

……

He dared not show his face, much less go out to check the situation.

The moment the gunshot rang out, he moved the sofa to block the door, warning Kang and Finn to stay in the room and not come out, while he himself crouched behind the sofa.

Yan was well aware of the duties of the city guards. As law enforcement officers who were not equipped with firearms, participating in the fighting was not within their scope of responsibility.

He doesn't know who's fighting outside, nor does he want to know. He absolutely won't open the door until the sirens of the law enforcement team stop.

"Damn it, what kind of people has your family offended...?"

Yan gripped the guard's short stick as if it were a lifeline, trembling in the corner.

Inside the house, little Finn poked half his head out of the doorway, blinking his big eyes as he asked Yan:
"Bro, you're going to beat all those bad guys to a pulp, right?"

"I'll hit you, you big-headed devil, and make you shrink your head back!"

Yan grabbed a boot and smashed it against the door frame.

Kang quickly pulled Finn's head back, then poked his head out again: "It's alright, Milo is definitely on his way back."

Yan was on the verge of tears: "You really need to teach your son a lesson. He's never around all day, leaving me all alone blocking the door..."

boom! !

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet pierced the window and landed on the living room wall.

The whole family was terrified.

……

Meanwhile, in a room on the second floor.

Emma seemed not to hear anything. She squatted in the dark room, staring blankly at the unorthodox 38-sided crystal in front of her...

At this moment, the crystal was emitting an eerie dark light.

...

Another corner of the city.

Milo, who was rushing back to Nanwei City without stopping, was unaware of what was happening at home. The three dream-guided souls connected to his mind were providing a steady stream of information: the hybrid in the wilderness, Grasso from the South City Law Enforcement Office, and Michael from the Law Enforcement Headquarters.

Milo could faintly hear Rick still playing the "Day of Wrath" requiem in the basement of the law enforcement office; Grasso's condition was relatively stable.

But at law enforcement headquarters, he sensed immense fear in Michael; it seemed as if he had witnessed something extremely terrifying.

This was a soul whose sanity had been infinitely reduced and which could collapse at any moment. As soon as Milo returned to Nanwei City, the dream guide was interrupted.

He could no longer sense any feedback from Michael.

All that echoed in my mind was the majestic and oppressive chords of the Requiem.

……

Those damned hunters used a crushing massacre to lure 80% of the city's law enforcement forces to the outskirts, while their real main force had already infiltrated the city to carry out their hunting operation.

When Milo rushed back to the law enforcement headquarters, he witnessed a thick bolt of lightning strike the headquarters building.

The terrifying roar instantly caused Milo to lose his hearing for a moment.

The intense light momentarily turned the entire neighborhood into daylight, and after the light faded, a fire had already broken out inside the collapsed walls of the law enforcement headquarters.

The sudden lightning strike sent chills down Milo's spine.

The law enforcement headquarters wasn't even considered a high-rise among the many buildings in the city, but the lightning strike seemed to have locked onto its target, landing precisely inside the headquarters building.

But what truly made Milo feel uneasy was not the lightning strike, but his ever-increasing heart rate.

Upon arriving at law enforcement headquarters, his heart began to race. His latent sense of danger was telling him that there was danger ahead, and that it was a danger that could threaten his life.

……

The dream was interrupted, which means that Michael is most likely dead.

Milo looked up at the upper part of the floor, which was belching black smoke.

He couldn't smell blood in the air yet, but there was a more unsettling, familiar smell mixed in.

Click...

He took out his pistol and sneaked into the law enforcement headquarters.

All the figures visible on the ground floor were collapsed on the ground. Milo checked their pulses; these law enforcement officers were still alive, but had temporarily fallen into a coma.

It was unusually quiet inside. Apart from the faint crackling and burning sounds coming from the floors above, there was no other noticeable noise.

Most of the kerosene lamps were still lit.

Milo went up the stairs to the second floor.

Here, he found his first hunter.

But the other party was already a corpse.

He was hanging from the wall of the stairwell at the corner, covered in blood, but there were no obvious external injuries, as if the blood was being squeezed out of his pores.

On the other side of the corridor, the hunter's dummy weapon and pistol lay broken on the ground.

The window at the far end looked as if it had been smashed open by some huge object, creating a huge gap in which rainwater kept pouring in from outside.

Milo was fairly familiar with the internal structure of the law enforcement headquarters. He knew there was a staircase at the other end of the corridor, so he held his breath and approached it with his pistol at the ready.

Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from behind him.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky outside, and the instantaneous light illuminated a distorted human figure in Milo's field of vision.

Without saying a word, he turned around and fired a shot.

boom!
The bullet pierced the head of the figure behind him with pinpoint accuracy. The person swayed and struggled for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

It was the hunter who was already dead and was hanging on the wall.

He lay on the ground, his entire back covered with grayish-white mycelium.

Milo will never forget those dense, intricate mycelia.

Because in the town of Icam, from Karl's perspective as an undead, he experienced his body being pierced by those mycelium...

On the wall where the hunter's corpse had originally hung, countless mycelia were wriggling and spreading in the cracks of the broken wall.

A crystal-clear orchid emerged from the back of the corpse, swaying in the breeze.

Milo felt a chill run down his spine.

In his mind, the matter of Icom was over. The culprit had been dealt with, and the broken body of the Old God had been devoured by the Scarlet Witch as a form of communion. There should be no more mycelium, nor should there be any more Crystal Orchids.

……

Boom! !
Just as Milo was lost in thought, another terrifying bolt of lightning struck the top floor of the law enforcement headquarters.

The entire building was trembling, and arcs of electricity flashed across the damp floor.

Along with the lightning strike, some heart-wrenching screams came from above.

Milo fired two more shots at the hunter's corpse, then stepped over it and rushed up to the next floor.

Just as he was one floor away from the burning floor, the floor slab that had been struck by lightning suddenly collapsed.

Amidst countless black wood chips and glass shards, the figure of a man in black crashed through the floorboards and landed heavily in front of Milo.

It's Monquea.

His coat was burned to shreds, with flames still visible in many places and occasional crackling sounds from electric arcs.

"Click..."

Milo's first reaction was to point his gun at Monquia.

To his surprise, Monquia only glanced at him before crawling out of the rubble and limping back upstairs.

What do you mean? Are you being so disrespectful?
……

A wooden awl was piercing through Monquia's calf. He didn't pull it out; instead, he cut off both ends of the awl with a dagger.

The guy was like a wounded beast, breathing heavily with muffled thuds, like some kind of low growl.

"Stop there or I'll shoot!"

Milo raised his gun and aimed it at Monquia's back.

Monquia stopped, leaning against the wall, and glanced back at Milo: "You have old marks on you?"

"Ok?"

Milo paused for a second, then said, "Yes."

"With one more old seal, we should be able to break through that fog wall."

Monquia coughed up a mouthful of blood, muttered to himself, and looked up at the floors above.

At this moment, Milo finally noticed the gray mist spreading above the gap in the floor. He had initially thought it was smoke from a fire caused by a lightning strike, but now it seemed that was not the case.

"Wait, what's going on now?"

Milo continued to point the gun at Monquia.

"look by youself."

Monquia completely ignored Milo's gun barrel, bent down to pull his scythe back from the ruins, shook off the dust, and then took out a glass bottle from his waist and drank the medicine inside in one gulp.

……

Milo approached the broken floorboards with skepticism. Passing through the collapsed area, he saw that the top floor of the law enforcement headquarters had been smashed open by lightning, creating a huge skylight.

The top floor was now a mess, with flames burning all around, but the fires were confined to the edges, and a ring of gray mist inside blocked everything out.

Inside the fog wall, he saw several familiar figures.

Nero, in the posture of a worshipper, kneels devoutly on the ground.

In front of him stood Kai, leaning against the wall of the hall.

Countless thick mycelium were wrapped around Kai's body, connecting her long white hair, clothes, limbs...

No, it wasn't entanglement; the mycelium was spreading from her body.

Countless crystal orchids were blooming around her, emitting an eerie glow.

……

Besides these, there was a blurry shadow floating inside the wall of mist. It was in a semi-solid state, guarding Nero and Kai like a watcher, never leaving their side.

...

Milo finally figured out where the sense of crisis came from.

It was that half-solid afterimage.

...

Outside the fog wall, a metal tile lay on the ground.

A circular rune on the tile was emitting lightning, and a thin arc of electricity stretched all the way up into the sky.

That must be some kind of ancient seal capable of attracting lightning.

"I've tried twice, but the lightning is still not enough to break through the fog wall."

Monquia glanced at Milo: "You have the aura of the old mark on you, and with that piece of yours, it should be enough to break through the fog wall. We can't let them complete the reincarnation ritual, or everyone will have to perish with it!"

"Uh—what if I have three pieces?"

As Milo spoke, he pulled three old stamps from his pocket, all of which he had taken from Investigator C.

(End of this chapter)