Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 103 I command you to manifest in the light

Once the language is spoken, it feels as if it no longer belongs to oneself.

It has become a whole in itself, originating from the mouth and influencing the world.

Beneath their feet were enormous, mysterious symbols that resonated with them the instant the incantation was uttered.

This resonance made the incantation emanating from Han Suxu's mouth even heavier and more powerful, carrying far and wide.

This "distance" is not in the sense of being geographically extensive.

On the sea, the sound did not travel further on the surface, but it was imbued with a mysterious meaning by the ritual patterns underfoot, and it was transmitted into the deeper parts of the sea.

And so, waves began to rise.

It was as if some kind of power that could penetrate multiple layers of space had begun to evoke a distant resonance.

It begins to call out, or to lure, something.

But this call, though sent out on the first try, never received a response, as if it had fallen through.

Han Su was not discouraged. It was obvious that the ghost truck that had the Disaster Management Bureau helpless was not so easy to summon. He was about to recite the incantation a second time with Xu Ji, but unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, his mind suddenly churned.

It was a metallic, grinding sound, carrying a vague sense of mystery and strangeness, crashing through my mind.

"Bronze...world...reflection...echoing..."

"..."

The sound came so suddenly that it instantly made Han Su's head throb, and he stopped chanting the incantation abruptly.

It was that voice from inside the castle, chasing me ever since.

Han Su's voice distorted slightly, uttering in a strange tone:
I command you to manifest in the light.

【…】

It's as if my own words, the moment they left my lips, were corrupted by the voice in my mind.

This gives the spell a mysterious sense of will, in addition to its penetrating power.

However, this kind of incantation also consumes a lot of mental energy. Han Su didn't even have the strength to utter the third incantation.

Opposite Han Su, Xu Ji immediately realized something was wrong. When he and Han Su recited the incantation for the first time, he didn't feel anything special.

When I read it a second time, I could faintly hear mechanical roars and human groans.

It felt like I was back on that night when I encountered the ghost truck with Han Su.

The surroundings had become somewhat blurry at some point. The bustling lights of Qinggang City in the vast background, as well as the car lights parked on the surrounding slopes and blocking the way, all seemed a bit distant. The surroundings were empty, and I felt a sense of isolation.

The roaring sound, which was inherently terrifying, seemed to grow clearer and clearer as it approached, as if it were about to come right up to you.

But just as he was about to recite it for the third time, he suddenly realized that Han Su's voice did not immediately ring out.

In this state, if one continues to chant that incantation, it is as if one is summoning that thing to come on one's own.

It's like two people standing at the edge of a forest, calling for a tiger to come out. The moment the tiger finally appears, one of them suddenly stops talking, and the other person who is still talking will become the tiger's target first.

Xu Jiduo is a clever person, how could he not notice this change?
Xu Ji immediately concluded that this was Han Su's scheme. Not only did he puff out his chest, but he also recited the incantation a third time, and even a fourth time!
After all, Han Su had read it once less, and as his good brother, he naturally had to make up for it for him!
Boom!

It felt as if thunder was traveling from the sky to the ground, then rolling deep into the earth, creating a deep, resonant echo.

Han Su felt the tremors beneath his feet. The earth seemed to be becoming unstable because of the incantations they were chanting. He saw billowing mist surging all around, enveloping him and Xu Ji completely.

He slammed his fist on his head, suppressing the intense pain and madness echoing in his mind, then opened his bloodshot eyes: "Here it comes!"

"Di-"

The change happened in an instant.

After Xu Jicai recited the incantation for the fourth time, even as an ordinary person, he could sense that something was wrong with the situation around him.

The thick fog that enveloped us all came so suddenly and so strangely.

The surrounding car headlights and the dazzling lights of Qinggang City in the distance were completely obscured by the thick fog. The small section of road where they were located seemed to have been forgotten by the entire world.

Even Han Su, who was four or five meters away from him, became indistinct and unclear.

A profound sense of loneliness enveloped him, as if he were the only person in the world at the very center.

Thinking of the strange creatures he had encountered before, he immediately tensed up, his eyes wide as he cautiously tried to discern which direction the seemingly coming-from-all-around engine roar was approaching him.

Suddenly, I felt a darkness in front of me, while both sides suddenly became brightly lit, with dazzling light.

Behind you!

Suddenly, eerie lights shone from the thick fog behind him, piercing through the layers of mist and casting a huge shadow on him.

The roar of the engine, accompanied by labored breathing and heartbeats, came from behind. "Not good..."

Xu Ji yelled, his voice trembling, and scrambled toward the roadside.

But he had only taken one step when he suddenly felt a wet arm draped over him.

Two people, who appeared out of nowhere, grabbed him from both sides, making him unable to move.

Xu Ji subconsciously turned his head and saw the face of the person to his left. He was so frightened that his soul almost left his body and his scalp tingled.

It's Zhang He!
This old friend, who had died a month earlier under the wheels of the ghost truck, was covered in blood, his flesh torn and twisted, with a strange smile on his face, staring intently at Xu Ji.

An arm, crushed by a car wheel and with bone fragments visible, grabbed its own arm.

On the right is the leg model who died on the highway with Zhang He.

She, too, wore a strange smile and clung tightly to Xu Ji's arm, her blood-covered body pressed against his.

The two of them completely eliminated Xu Ji's chance of escape, and he could only hear the roar of the engine behind him suddenly exploding.

"Zhang He, you son of a bitch, I even went to deliver money to your mother..."

Under the intense impact, Xu Ji felt as if his soul had been thrown away, and he screamed and cursed as if he had been electrocuted.

But before he could even finish his tirade, the fog behind him suddenly parted to the sides.

A massive vehicle emerged from the fog, hurtling towards him at a speed of over 300 kilometers per hour.

With his back to the ghost truck, Xu Ji couldn't even see its entirety. He only felt a strong wind surging behind him, and his life felt as fragile as an egg.

"Bro, delete my hard drive..."

Xu Jiji managed to shout his last words to Han Su, who was now nowhere to be found, but only heard a calm reply.

"Shut up!"

The next moment, Xu Ji saw Han Su appear in the swirling mist in front of him. It turned out that he had been right beside him all along, but he was probably too scared to see him.

The electric baton in his right hand crackled and popped, while the two women holding him and the leg model on either side emitted a sharp, shrill scream, becoming loose and semi-transparent.

Immediately afterwards, his collar tightened, and Xu Ji felt his body lighten as he flew out.

Hula...

The moment he landed, a violent gust of wind sent him rolling several times on the ground, just in time to see the enormous creature crushing the spot where he had just been standing.

Now that I finally have the chance to see this bizarre appearance clearly, I am already feeling a nightmare-like shock.

Steel and flesh, in a strange way, make up the shape of the entire truck.

It had just charged forward with a crazy aura, and then its huge body twisted and turned rapidly in an unreasonable posture, quickly turning around in the fog.

The massive front of the car emerged from the fog before Xu Ji, its two bright headlights seemingly possessing a captivating power. Xu Ji could even sense the manipulation and greed emanating from those headlights.

Around them, figures emerged from the mist from time to time, blocking Xu Ji from all sides.

Pale and broken faces were scattered on both sides like wooden stakes. Some had their heads down, while others were laughing strangely. The air was filled with strange sounds that frantically poured into the ears, but if you listened carefully, they seemed to disappear.

"This...this is fucking too exciting..."

Xu Ji was unable to describe his feelings at this moment. His eyes subconsciously searched for Han Su's figure, only to find that the guy had disappeared again.

Suddenly, her legs went weak like noodles, and all that remained was desperate pounding of the ground and sobbing.

But his despair also attracted the ghost truck.

Even the appearance of the ghostly figures around them seemed to become clearer. This was a simple fear, which was also the most greedy and carefree state of the ghost truck.

As the surrounding fog grew even more turbulent, the roar of the engine suddenly exploded, and a frenzied power was accumulating with the sound.

The ghostly figures, shrouded in mist, did not move their legs, but their bodies were rapidly advancing.

Faces suddenly pressed against Xu Ji's body, and pale arms reached out from all directions to drape over him.

Xu Ji's body had become increasingly heavy, and he no longer had the strength to even take a single step, let alone dodge.

The piercing light from the headlights shone directly on Xu Ji's face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes, and filling his ears with only a cacophony of hissing and mocking sounds.

In that instant, the ghost truck suddenly started up again, hurtling forward as its tires rubbed against the ground.

The sheer force of their head-on collision was enough to drive anyone to despair.

But at that moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Xu Ji. Han Su stood in front of him, his left hand behind his back, clearly holding a sophisticated mechanical artifact.

Extend your right hand forward and whisper the following:
"I am a deity, and I hereby issue this decree!"

(End of this chapter)