I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 74. Camp
"It seems we've arrived?"

Passing through the dense forest, a vast forest meadow stretching for a kilometer came into view, with two giant trees standing at opposite ends. One tree had pale leaves and stems that blocked out the sun, while the other bore a few small, dark red fruits with a crystal-clear skin.

They are the Tree of Life and the Tree of Wisdom, which coexist side by side.

Between the two giant trees, there are seven or eight yurt-shaped military green tents stretching out.

"Whizzing--"

The two had barely stepped out of the woods when two arrows, trailing black flames, hurtled towards them and landed just an inch in front of their feet.

"Command." A deep mechanical voice echoed from the lush Tree of Life.

Xia Feng vaguely saw a figure wearing a Siamese cat mask, but he shook his head and said, "No."

"Ok?"

As the tree-dweller expressed his confusion, countless red laser dots appeared on the two of them and around them.

Xia Feng took out a photo and held it up in the air: "Someone asked us to give this photo to Big Face Cat."

"Photos? Throw them over here."

Wei Shutong had taken several identical photos, so one more wouldn't make a difference. Xia Feng did as he was told and casually tossed one away.

A moment later, a person wearing a cat-face mask jumped up from the tree. She took off the mask and revealed a kind smile: "Xia Feng, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Teacher Fu?" Xia Feng looked at Freya with some surprise.

"Come with me." Freya waved and turned around, her long, wine-red hair swaying gently.

The two exchanged a glance, seemingly understanding something, and quickly followed.

Passing by tent after tent, rows of unconscious wounded lay on stretchers on the perimeter, their cat-face masks either broken or splattered with blood.

Xia Feng recognized these as the people from Pingshan Hospital who were with Wei Shutong.

"Were the casualties really that high?" Xia Feng frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Teacher Fu, have the mushrooms been rescued?"

"Don't worry, she's fine. She's just unwell due to the harsh environment and is still unconscious after eating a few Wisdom Fruits," Freya said softly.

Xia Feng nodded, his worries dissipating. After undergoing two checks, the three arrived at the large tent in the very center.

However, before they even got close, they could hear arguing coming from inside.

"Wei Shutong is a madman! He acted on his own, Director. This kind of person is too uncontrollable. We must never cooperate with him again! Fortunately, he acted under the alias 'Cat' and did not expose the existence of our Holy Department, otherwise I would have killed him!"

"Director, we are just here to routinely clean up the monsters in the Light Calamity Zone of the Evil Dragon Forest. There is no need to pay attention to Wei Shutong's unauthorized actions."

"Besides, Lister has leverage over us all. Going against him now will only lead to a bad end! Do you really want to die?"

"Captain Bailong!" Master Chen's displeased voice suddenly rang out, "We are the Holy Ministry, Imperial soldiers! Do you know what kind of nonsense you're spouting!"

"Heh~" The man who had been cursing loudly earlier sneered, "Chen Xingdao, if you really had the guts, you would have gone and taken down Lister long ago. What are you pretending to be, pretending to be a soldier with military spirit?!"

"Bai Long!" With a deep shout from an old man, the burly man fell silent.

"Li Sheng, continue your report," the bureau chief said in a deep voice.

Everyone knew that although the Director had stopped Bailong from speaking, it did not mean that he disagreed with him, and the Director did not want to be enemies with the King.

Li Sheng stepped forward and said, "The people who rescued Li Hongdou were all subordinates secretly trained by Wei Shutong, and they are all now seriously injured and unconscious."

According to one of them before he fell into a coma, three numbered members of the Divine Calamity Society came: No. 4 Dead Hand, No. 7 One Line Connector, and No. 8 Vermilion Bird Armor.

Number 4 is at the fourth tier, while numbers 7 and 8 are at the third tier combined. In addition, the King has five third-tier guest masters under his command, and Zhao Jie advanced to the fourth tier last week.

The royal faction comprises a total of seven third-tier experts and two fourth-tier powerhouses.

"And we."

Li Sheng glanced around. All seven captains were at the third rank, while only the director was at the fourth rank.

“Tsk~” Bailong chuckled softly, “Lister has obviously made thorough preparations. A fourth-order rank has already entered the inhuman realm, and it is not something that a third-order rank can challenge. What’s the point of fighting?”

Silence fell over the surroundings. If the military could be mobilized, dealing with the prince would be a piece of cake.

Unfortunately, most of the nobles and high-ranking officials in the 51st District military headquarters, who were not very powerful but could easily climb to high positions, were princes' men and could not be commanded at all.

"Knock knock knock—" Freya knocked on the door when she saw that it was finally quiet inside.

"Enter."

Freya led the two inside, drawing everyone's attention.

Xia Feng immediately noticed the cat-face mask covering the knees of the Xuanwu Bureau Chief, which was a large Garfield-style mask.

"Director, Wei Shutong sent these two to give you a message."

"Are you Wei Shutong's son of a bitch?" Bai Long stood up immediately upon hearing this, about to curse.

"Hundred Dragons!" Xuanwu shouted sternly.

Bailong held his breath and sat down.

Director Xuanwu looked at the two men with suspicion: "Speak, what is Wei Shutong planning to do this time?"

After confirming that Director Xuanwu was the contact, Xia Feng didn't bother with any more words. He threw a bunch of photos on the table and said seriously, "Old Wei asked me to give you these photos, saying that it has been confirmed that your granddaughter is dead."

The old man, who had been sitting calmly in his wheelchair, suddenly stood up abruptly after picking up a photo!
The blanket and mask slipped off his lap, and Xia Feng could then see that his legs were two steel prosthetics that shone with a silvery light, making a soft mechanical turning sound as he stood up.

Xuanwu's wrinkled, aged face was tense, his eyelids trembling slightly as he stared intently at the scattered photos on the table.

The little girl in the photo has a pale head floating in a nutrient tank, with a red tentacle-like fleshy strip inserted from the back of her head, flowing all the way to the top of the nutrient tank.

A crimson spider with eight eyes crawled on top of the nutrient tank, its eyes flashing with an eerie, dark light.

That is a type of dream calamity, the Soul Devouring Calamity, which can construct a completely new spirit by devouring the memories in a person's brain. Although this spirit is weak and has not existed for long, it possesses all the memories and personality of the original owner of the human brain.

Xuanwu, the bureau chief, has realized that his granddaughter, whom he had video-called in the past, was a fake person simulated by the Soul Devourer.

Her granddaughter died long ago!

Bang! ! !
The old man slammed his fist on the long table, causing the tables and chairs inside the tent to vibrate and hum several times before finally cracking.

With a crisp sound, the heavy solid wood table shattered into countless pieces in an instant, sending shockwaves through the air.

"Li-ster!!"

(End of this chapter)