As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 107 Deathly Hallows, the Maw of the Abyss

The gravedigger fell into the trap.

With the cover of darkness, he stuck to the wall and moved silently, trying to distance himself from the leader of the Swamp Gang.

It's now!

The festering Quick gathered his last bit of strength and let out a hysterical roar. It seemed as if all his internal organs, along with the boiling blood, shot out from the depths of his throat, transforming into a javelin carrying highly toxic and highly corrosive acid, which he shot fiercely at the gravedigger.

As he expected, controlling the "Nightmare Champion" consumed most of this guy's vitality and mental strength.

At this moment, the gravedigger was in a state of slow movement, low defense, and extreme weakness. He could not avoid his fatal blow at all and was directly pierced through the chest by the acid spear.

The acid javelin exploded as it touched fresh flesh and blood, spreading in all directions like a plague.

The gravedigger didn't even have time to scream before he staggered and collapsed to the ground.

Without the control of the Spirit Master, the "Nightmare Champion" and the "Abyss Demon Lizard" under its crotch were like puppets with their strings cut, and they stagnated for a moment.

The festering Quick left no chance for this formidable opponent to turn the tables.

While shooting out the acid javelin, he also pounced forward with a gesture of dying together.

The broken prosthetic arm was like a sharp blade, fiercely cutting the opponent's throat, piercing into the opponent's cervical vertebrae, and almost tearing the opponent's head off.

However, the slightly stiff feel of his hand startled him.

With the help of the dim firelight, he leaned over to take a closer look and found that the opponent whose chest cavity he had corroded, his cervical vertebrae broken, and whose head he had almost torn off was not a gravedigger at all.

But it was one of his men, a gangster from the Swamp Gang!

Judging from the slightly stiff muscle reaction and the degree of shrinkage of blood vessels, this subordinate died from excessive blood loss five minutes ago.

"how is this possible?"

Quick's festering scalp was tingling.

He had just clearly sensed a vague mental connection between this subordinate and the "Nightmare Champion".

Moreover, this man clearly stuck close to the wall and took a few steps in the dark, looking furtive, trying to find another piece of ruins to hide in.

How could a corpse that died from excessive blood loss five minutes ago release weak brain waves and still wander in the dark?
The festering Quick was icy cold all over, as if he had fallen into the deepest part of hell, a bottomless ice cave.

"In addition to controlling guardian spirits, gravediggers can also control corpses?"

He muttered to himself in despair.

Unfortunately, he knew too much, too late.

"Pfft!"

The festering Quick felt a chill on his back, and his entire spine was pierced from bottom to top.

A dull black blade pierced through his heart, and the last of his vitality poured out along the death rune on the blade.

"Deep—"

The festering Quick looked at the black blade in disbelief, wanting to shout out the name of the Deathly Hallows.

The cold and smelly water of the ancient Styx gushed out from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, blocking his last groan.

"Wow!"

The "Nightmare Champion" completed the accumulation of power, and like a spring compressed to the extreme, it exploded violently. The fanged giant sword swung out a blood-red thunderbolt, cleanly and neatly chopping off the head of the Swamp Gang leader.

The abyss lizard under his crotch also opened its bloody mouth and bit the remaining soul of the corrupted knight.

However, before it could swallow, it jumped up as if it had been electrocuted, screamed like a drowned dog being hit hard by its owner, and obediently let go of the food in its mouth.

Above its trembling head.

The Human Emperor Banner opened a huge mouth of the abyss that was even more terrifying, deeper, and bloody than it was.

……

Hearing the sound of bones cracking behind him, the big boss was shocked as if struck by lightning.

He turned around subconsciously and saw the "Nightmare Champion" holding up the horrible head of the Swamp Gang leader with one hand and holding down his still twitching body with the other.

The bloody banner behind him spurted out thousands of red rays, which rushed into the rotten knight that was torn into pieces, and devoured him with a "slurp, slurp, slurp" sound.

The Abyss Demon Lizard, not daring to compete with its master for food, swallowed its anger and lay on the ground.

Sensing the big boss's fear, malicious light flashed in the scarlet eyes, wrapping around him like two long tongues with barbs.

The big boss was so scared that he wanted to squeeze out the last bit of vitality from the depths of his bones. He rushed all the way and finally broke open a way to escape before the abyss demon lizard pounced on him.

The big boss ran away.

Seven or eight high-powered searchlights suddenly appeared in front of him, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.

"I'm Long Jianhuan from the patrol team. Everyone inside, listen up—"

A resounding voice rang out from behind the blazing sun-like light. "You are surrounded! Stop resisting immediately and lay down your weapons!"

The voice that usually sounded like a death warrant, now made the big boss feel as if he had been pardoned, ecstatic. "I want to turn myself in, I want to surrender!"

He screamed and rushed towards Long Jianhuan.

"What the hell?"

Long Jianhuan had anticipated all possibilities, but he never expected that after opening the underground laboratory filled with black smoke, he would see such a ridiculous scene.

Over the past week, her investigation can be described as "at the end of the road, there is light at the end of the tunnel."

A week ago, not long after she left the Rolling Stone Club, an outside card maker mysteriously disappeared after putting on a good show.

This incident bothered her deeply, and she slapped her thigh and regretted why she didn't stay a few more hours to witness the miracle with her own eyes.

The next day, news came from the Xingxing Store that Xu Yan did not come to work until the afternoon, and the attic that served as his bedroom was empty, as if he had not returned home all night.

After careful investigation, Long Jianhuan came to a shocking conclusion: Xu Yan might be the mysterious card maker who showed his skills in the Rolling Stone Club!

This damn conclusion made Long Jianhuan extremely anxious.

But it also gave her ample reason to investigate the Rolling Stone Club.

However, the investigation turned out to be a hundred times more difficult than expected.

The Rolling Stones received the news in advance, and both the accounts and the staff's testimonies were flawless, with no loopholes to be found.

Although Captain Jiang Yuan did not stop the investigation, he did not provide her with any help.

He even reminded her, explicitly or implicitly, that the Rolling Stone Club was the heart of Rolling Stone Castle, and that the operation of the club was related to thousands of jobs and the order of the entire town.

Even the patrol's operating expenses depend largely on the Rolling Stone Club.

Behind the Rolling Stone Club are big companies, big enterprises and big figures from the safe zone backing them up.

In border cities with depleted resources, tight finances, and a constant breakdown of order, these large companies, businesses, and individuals are the gods of wealth that even the Security Bureau cannot afford to offend. They are imperfect but barely acceptable defenders of order.

It wasn't difficult to bust the Stones' secret club lair.

The difficulty lies in how, after breaking this hornet's nest, to provide jobs for tens of thousands of people, food and hope for their families, and to obtain sufficient funds and resources for patrols and security bureaus to protect homes and uphold order at a higher level and on a larger scale.

Long Jianhuan swore that he would never be afraid of any visible enemy.

No matter how vicious the opponent is, she will muster up the courage and punch the opponent's head off.

However, ever since she returned to Dawn City, especially when she came to the no-man's land, she felt as if there was an invisible but real wall of air that was constantly wrapping and obstructing her.

But when she gathered all her strength and punched out fiercely, it was as if she hit the confusing gray fog and did not cause any reaction at all.

Even the ordinary townspeople of Rolling Stone Castle had no enthusiasm for investigating the Rolling Stone Club and were full of resistance and doubts about her work.

Even Long Jianhuan, a passionate heavy-armored operator, couldn't help but feel frustrated and self-doubt.

The investigation seemed to be stuck in a vicious circle.

As time goes by, all clues and evidence will disappear into thin air.

She finally found a breakthrough in the Viper Gang.

Her information was correct. The Viper Gang was indeed one of the "primary suppliers" of the Rolling Stone Club, responsible for finding strong and healthy wilderness refugees for the latter, as well as patients with spiritual erosion who had rare residual souls in their bodies.

Following this clue, Long Jianhuan traced it all the way to the refugee camp outside the city.

While secretly investigating here, he suddenly sensed a violent tremor coming from deep within the earth.

It didn't seem like a natural earthquake, but more like someone had detonated something deep underground.

Then, she ran into Ms. Leliana who was fleeing from the underground laboratory in a panic.

The club founder, who had been missing for more than half a month, didn't care that his hair was still burning. He confessed everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and finally revealed the tip of the iceberg of the underground world.

Faced with irrefutable evidence proving that the Rolling Stones Club was indeed involved with the Black Dream Organization, Captain Jiang Yuan's attitude changed 180 degrees.

The Black Dream Organization is the high-voltage line of the Heroic Spirit Alliance.

Anyone who dares to touch this high-voltage line will end up in ashes, no matter how powerful the backing is.

The entire patrol team was immediately dispatched, forming a crushing iron fist with astonishing efficiency, and smashed down heavily.

However, before the iron fist struck, something surprising seemed to have happened in the underground laboratory?

"Stop, don't move!"

Faced with a strong man of the level of "Big Boss" John Carter, Long Jianhuan did not dare to be careless and issued righteous orders.

The big boss seemed to have a mental breakdown, his face covered with blood, snot and tears, and he rushed to the deputy captain of the patrol team like a life-saving straw.

"Stop!"

Long Jianhuan subconsciously kicked him, "Take back your guardian spirit, stay where you are!"

Her strength was so great that the boss's chest cracked with the sound of bones. He was kicked back into the collapsing passage and rolled three times on the ground. However, he ignored the pain and embarrassment and crawled over using his hands and feet, shouting hysterically: "Save me, the gravedigger is -"

(End of this chapter)