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

Chapter 108 Vortex Maker

He had just finished speaking when a giant sickle surrounded by blood-red flames suddenly flew out from the darkness deep in the passage and grabbed his neck.

The big boss's one eye suddenly widened, and the fear in his eyes was like a flooding tide, which could not be described in words.

The name he had been thinking about day and night made Long Jianhuan's eyes shrink into needle points in an instant.

She wanted to grab the hand that the big boss was desperately extending to her, but unexpectedly, seven or eight blood flames that seemed to have life shot out from the depths of the darkness, condensing into chains that were both hard and soft, and as agile as snakes. They wrapped around the big boss's limbs, dragged him into the depths of the passage, and disappeared in the rolling black fog.

"No! No—"

The big boss uttered hysterical pleas for mercy.

After a moment, the plea for mercy turned into a "gurgling" sound, which sounded like blood blocking the throat or the gasping of a drowning person.

The continuously collapsing passage was blocked by violently rolling black fog, which soon drowned out his voice.

"Gravedigger!"

Long Jianhuan roared, and the "Lion of the Fiery Sun" leaped out from the golden talisman formation, let out a heart-shaking roar, and pounced on the blood flames that were faintly visible in the depths of the black fog.

The blood flame shattered into pieces, but it was a shaky illusion, like a thousand strands of bloody souls, emitting creepy grins and screams, and then drilling into the cracks of the ruins and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Long Jianhuan was not afraid at all and chased after him relentlessly.

The surrounding ruins were ravaged by the bloody remnant soul, and the already extremely unstable structure was destroyed and collapsed one after another.

The "Lion of the Fiery Sun" rushed left and right, blasting out balls of golden light, which shattered the collapsed reinforced concrete.

The dense dust and smoke reduced visibility to a minimum, making it impossible for her to see how many branches and winding corridors there were in the depths of darkness.

Long Jianhuan was extremely anxious. He wanted to increase the synchronization rate of the "Lion of the Fiery Sun" and launch a more violent attack, but he was afraid that the already precarious underground building would completely collapse, and billions of tons of reinforced concrete and rock would fall on him and the patrol members behind him.

She was helpless and furious, like a bull in a china shop.

The other party's breath was getting farther and farther away, going deeper and deeper.

"Gravedigger, you can't get away. Come out and talk to me!"

Long Jianhuan raised his voice.

I hadn't had any expectations, but suddenly a round object was thrown out from the depths of the darkness.

Long Jianhuan grabbed it casually and found that it was a skull covered in blood and flesh and inlaid with a large number of steel nails and iron plates.

"It's 'Festering Quaker'."

The gravedigger's voice came from all directions simultaneously, "There are still more than a dozen Swamp Gang members buried in the rubble. Don't hesitate. Cooperating with the Security Bureau is the duty of every good citizen!"

"Swamp Gang?"

Long Jianhuan's mind raced as he realized that there was no need for the gravedigger to lie.

Her eyes lit up with surprise and joy.

It's not because of the merit that came out of nowhere, but because of the attitude of the gravedigger.

"Listen, we are not enemies."

She said sincerely, "As long as you are willing to cooperate, I swear to do everything I can to ensure your safety!"

"Haha, hahahaha!"

The gravedigger sneered, revealing an unspeakable mockery. "Even if I'm willing to believe you, if your superiors insist on capturing me and slicing me up for research, who are you to stop them?
"There are other forces in the Heroic Alliance, the Old Ones Organization, and the Alien Spirit Internment Center. I heard they are also full of experts and unfathomable. Can you stop them?
"You are now just the deputy captain of the planning area patrol team. You can't even control a gold card perfectly. What qualifications do you have to brag about guaranteeing my safety and swearing an oath? Is your oath worth anything?
"You can talk to me if you want. Wait until you become the Director-General of the Security Bureau, dear Deputy Captain Long!"

"you--"

Long Jianhuan's cheeks flushed red in the darkness, and the anger of being despised but unable to refute burned from his cheeks all the way to his soul.

She was silent for a full five seconds, then she took a deep breath and said firmly, "I will keep moving forward and make my strength live up to my oath, but you don't have time!

“This underground laboratory holds so many patients with spiritual erosion. You should have seen how deformed and twisted they are.

"As an eclipsed spirit, your soul conflict is a hundred times more severe than theirs. It's like you're hanging by a thread above hell. The slightest disturbance will cause you to have a mental breakdown and turn you into a madman!"

"is it?"

The gravedigger responded, "Deputy Captain Long, don't you think that in this era of Old Ones invasion, disordered laws, and crumbling order, only a complete madman can thrive and turn danger into safety?"

boom!
Long Jianhuan locked onto the source of the sound, precisely controlled his strength, and blasted open the ruins in front of him.

Behind the ruins, there was nothing.

The gravedigger's laughter drifted into the darkness and deeper underground spaces, dissipating in the dim light and the creeping smoke and dust.

Long Jianhuan wandered in the intricate, maze-like ruins for a full ten minutes.

The damn laughter was always guiding or teasing her from the front.

And every time she felt close to the laughter, through the fog and ruins, even seeing the shadowy figure of the gravedigger, the laughter would disappear without a trace like an elusive ghost, even though she always controlled her strength precisely, trying not to damage the overall structure of the underground building.

But as time went on, suspicious crackling sounds could still be heard between the steel bars and concrete above.

This area may collapse at any time.

The gravedigger's laughter drifted further and further away until it was completely extinguished.

Long Jianhuan had no choice but to retreat.

"Deputy Captain, the upper area has been basically cleared. We've found some survivors, as well as the remains of a large number of armed guards and Swamp Gang bandits."

Before she could completely escape the darkness, an excited voice came from the communicator on her waist, "By the way, we also found Xu Yan."

"Xu Yan!"

Long Jianhuan was so nervous that he almost crushed the communicator. "How is he? Is he injured?"

"He was hiding in a card-making room where there was a freezer used to freeze extraordinary materials. He got into the freezer just in time when the explosion occurred."

The patrolman said, "A preliminary examination shows he has a mild concussion and superficial third-degree burns. He also inhaled some high-temperature smoke, which burned his trachea and throat. However, his life is not in danger. Aside from being extremely frightened, he is still mentally clear."

Long Jianhuan breathed a sigh of relief.

His expression, as stiff as iron, finally relaxed.

"The survivors were impacted by the explosion. Even if they appear to be fine, they may have brain damage and internal bleeding. We must not take it lightly. Send them all to the hospital immediately."

Long Jianhuan paused, gently rubbing his teeth, and spoke word by word, "By the way, if Xu Yan is still conscious, please tell him to take good care of his injuries these few days. When I'm done with things here, I'll go see him in the hospital and have a 'good' talk with him!"

……

Three days later.

Over the past seventy-two hours, Rolling Stone Castle has undergone tremendous changes.

The collapse of the underground laboratory brought a shocking case to light, which led to the closure of the Rolling Stone Club and triggered a complex chain reaction.

Many gangs related to "Big Boss" John Mark were uprooted, and even the Big Boss himself was disgraced and disappeared.

However, compared with the demise of the notorious Swamp Gang, the life and death of the big boss is not a big deal.

The Swamp Gang has been wreaking havoc on the southeastern border of the Alliance for nearly a decade. The name "Festering Quick" is enough to make even a battle-hardened wilderness trader scream in his nightmares.

Including Dawn City, more than a dozen border cities have offered sky-high rewards for him, and even joined forces with the Wilderness Merchant Group to encircle and suppress him, consuming a lot of manpower, material resources and time, but still getting nothing.

Unexpectedly, the honor of "killing the leader of the Swamp Gang" fell on the head of a deputy captain of the patrol team in the planning area.

Great honor means flowers, medals, higher positions and greater authority.

Overnight, the name "Long Jianhuan" spread throughout the entire southeastern border.

From border cities to the depths of the wilderness, countless operators, mercenaries, merchants, and bandits were gathering information and discussing the matter, trying to figure out who this young gold card holder was.

However, the person at the center of the vortex seemed dissatisfied with the unexpected honor and even felt deeply humiliated.

"No, I didn't kill the festering Quick. The gravedigger forced the credit on me like alms. I won't accept it!"

Long Jianhuan stood on the narrow staircase leading to the attic of the Star Shop. A communication card was inserted into the card reader. Light mist surged on the card surface, condensing into the appearance of Director Hawke of the Dawn City Security Bureau.

"You're a little overwhelmed."

Due to the interference of the Old Ones, the long-distance wireless communication technology in the Age of Heroes was not well developed.

Although Dawn City has been peaceful recently and is only a stone's throw away from Rolling Stone Castle, the images are still blurry and the sounds are intermittent.

Director Hawke seemed shrouded in gray mist as he spoke calmly, "Even if, and I mean even if, the gravedigger really were caught in the vortex, he hasn't shown any strong hostility or danger. On the contrary, his willingness to give you this credit is a gesture of goodwill, indicating his willingness to cooperate with the Security Bureau. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Director, you still don't understand. The gravedigger wasn't just 'caught in the vortex'; he planned everything from the very beginning. He's the creator of the vortex and the biggest winner!"

After reviewing the whole incident, Long Jianhuan was still emotional, his chest heaving.

She originally thought that she had made an objective and fair evaluation of the gravedigger.

Unexpectedly, I had greatly underestimated the ambition and appetite of this S-level corrosive spirit.

She guessed that the gravedigger would appear at Rolling Stone Castle.

But they thought he was only here to collect information about the body, to avenge the body, and to promote the fusion of the residual soul and the body.

She was wrong.

This is just one of the gravedigger's purposes.

The gravedigger is a predator, treating the entire Rolling Stone Castle as a dining table. He keeps hunting and evolving here. In just over a month, he has evolved to an extremely terrifying level!

(End of this chapter)