Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 106 The Will of Bronze (Second Update, Please Vote)
Just as Cui Qiao felt a surge of urgency, a strange language suddenly rang out from the opposite side of her location.

That blocking position is located diagonally opposite the intrusion position.

According to the mission, these people from different corners of Qinggang City only need to be responsible for their own positions. Even if something really invades, as long as it does not invade from their own blocking position, the mission will not be considered a failure.

The reward can still be claimed.

But in this state of each acting independently, the shadow on the opposite side did not hesitate to attack the intruder.

While others were merely considering blocking and resisting, she directly revealed her ruthlessness.

……

"I should have guessed long ago that none of those old foxes' commissions were easy to accept..."

At this moment, Wei Lan felt that she was a particularly dedicated person. Upon sensing that the spy had returned, she didn't hesitate and took something out of her bag. It was a small object resembling a makeup mirror, with exquisite and intricate patterns.

She stared at the intrusion marks, held the makeup mirror in her hand, and spoke softly.

As those ethereal words were uttered, a series of crisp, brittle sounds of glass rang out in mid-air.

The air seemed to freeze, or rather, it was transformed by a mysterious force into boundless glass, expanding wildly in the night sky.

Appearing and disappearing, mysterious and unknown, it can reflect any kind of power.

This mirror blocked the intrusion of that spying power, completely cutting off its trajectory.

But that wasn't all. Once he made his move, Wei Lan, wearing a cat-face mask, kept chanting incantations. Countless sounds of air crystals rang out from all directions. Five more enormous mirrors grew out of the night sky, towering over the five blocking points.

She alone created six blocking positions.

The six mirror-like surfaces in the night sky acted like six walls, firmly blocking any possibility of intruding into the dense fog area.

But this immediately provoked the displeasure of the owner who was watching.

The wind suddenly became colder and heavier, carrying a chilling aura, rolling and crashing against the mirror.

An invisible force collided in the night sky, and everyone heard the sound of the glass mirror being struck.

Just like each person taking a step, the conflict escalated. This spying gaze from Qinggang had gone from sneaking in to blatant intrusion, and now it had become a series of forceful confrontations that were not at all hidden from the public.

Wei Lan, who single-handedly blocked six positions, also felt indescribable pressure.

The makeup mirror in her hand seemed to have become unusually heavy.

My own spiritual power has been devoured by this makeup mirror at a frantic speed.

'Should we give up?'

A thought suddenly flashed through Wei Lan's mind.

I came to Qinggang City for another purpose; this time I only accepted a commission out of respect for an old friend. It seems that I did a very good job of handling this kind of commission by single-handedly blocking six positions.

She has not yet become a member of the "Queen" organization, and she has her own judgment and standards for avoiding danger.

But in the blink of an eye, she made a decision she wouldn't have made in a calm state: instead of giving up, she snapped the makeup mirror open and pointed it at her face.

Her face, clad in a cat mask, flashed briefly in the mirror.

Immediately afterwards, her masked face and slender figure flashed in the six enormous mirrors in the air.

Delicate and soft, it possesses an indescribable, otherworldly beauty.

This figure swiftly darted between the six enormous mirrors, appearing both real and illusory, transforming into countless forms.

Each move precisely intercepted the probing gaze from Qinggang City.

again and again.

His attitude was tough, even giving the impression that if I wanted to get past him, he would have to smash me and the mirror together.

"Damn, damn!"

In Qinggang City, in a towering building that far surpasses the others, on the top floor where the only light was on, an angry roar emanated from a petri dish in the center of the room. Around the petri dish, sparks flew from overloaded electrical wires.

Around them, staff members in white coats even showed expressions of fear on their faces.
"We can't continue, it will affect your conversion rate..."

"..."

Cracks have begun to appear on the glass shell of the petri dish, and turbid liquid is seeping out from the cracks.

The monster inside seemed to know the danger of doing so, but its emotions were already out of control, and it suddenly let out an angry roar:

"He's going to die, he's going to die..."

"..."

With a loud roar, the cracks in the glass shell of the petri dish suddenly widened, followed by a clear cracking sound.

A series of sparks and flashes erupted from countless wires and pipes. The entire floor was plunged into darkness for a few seconds, and the staff nearby wore expressions of despair.

But at that very moment, a force that suddenly intensified tenfold or even dozens of times surged wildly out of the city.

"Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack" "Crack"

Outside the city, along Highway 17, countless massive surfaces shattered instantly, as if glass rained down from the sky, sharp and dangerous.

The enormous impact came suddenly and shattered all five mirrors in an instant, but one still managed to remain.

This last remaining piece of mirror, though cracked, held up. It was this very mirror that blocked the final intrusion.

"Have you gone back?"

Wei Lan's consciousness was forcibly pulled back into her body in an instant. She felt it slightly and opened her eyes after a long while.

"This young boy isn't very skilled himself, but his opponent is quite skilled..."

"But thankfully, the task was completed."

After a moment of silence, she opened the makeup mirror again and saw that a faint crack had appeared on the surface.

With a slight thought, she slowly removed the cat-face mask from her face while concealing her identity from others, revealing a bloodstain on her face.

Unlike the scar on his forehead, this fresh bloodstain appeared on his cheek.

This caused a slight flaw to appear on this otherwise flawless face.

For someone about to become a true member of the Queen's Organization, this seemed like the end of the world, but Wei Lan actually felt quite relaxed. She put away the makeup mirror, and with a gentle lift of her hand, condensed mirror crystals formed again, creating a barrier.

……

……

The moment the spearhead pierced the core, the ghost truck shuddered violently. The flesh and tissue on the entire vehicle churned and contracted rapidly, and the dazzling headlights flickered as if there was a malfunction.

The countless demons on the vehicle, driven by boundless fear, frantically lunged at Han Su.

My body, shoulders, back—everywhere I looked, was wracked with excruciating pain, as if being gnawed at.

The changgui exists between reality and illusion, leaving no clear wounds, perhaps only some bruises afterward.

But the pain was real, and this tearing sensation brought with it a flood of distracting thoughts into my mind.

These distracting thoughts assault one's will and pollute one's body, seemingly desperately undermining one's ability to concentrate and causing one to lose focus. To combat this pain requires expending one's mental energy.

Han Su felt an unprecedented emptiness in his spiritual power, but he still gritted his teeth and forcefully thrust the Dead Sea Spear downwards.

"Deeper, just a little deeper..."

It depends on who has a tougher life!
Despite being blocked by the hands of seven or eight demonic creatures, his arms inch by inch sank deeper into the ground. Suddenly, from outside the thick fog, the sound of hail hitting a window rang out, and the blue arcs of electricity wrapped around the spearhead vanished abruptly.

And a part of the Dead Sea Spear lost its kinetic energy in an instant, as if its mysterious power had been destroyed.

"laugh!"

At that very moment, the Dead Sea Spear pierced through the core of the Ghost Truck, but without the blue arcs of electricity surrounding it, the Dead Sea Spear was instantly swallowed up by the Ghost Truck's core components.

It's cut into pieces, like eating sugarcane.

Not only did it no longer cause damage to the ghost truck, it even seemed to become its nourishment.

Even Han Su was almost dragged into it.

A sudden, madness exploded in his mind: "What the hell is this?"

"Shh!"

Startled, he lost his balance and was shoved off the roof of the car by hordes of ghosts.

The ghost truck, already severely damaged, started up with a weak, feeble sound, like a wild beast's mournful cry. Completely terrified, it didn't hesitate and sped into the surrounding thick fog.

Han Su felt both angry and annoyed. With all his remaining strength, he looked up blankly at the empty night sky.

Is that the monster?
Sure enough, he attacked me at that moment.
But when you look up at the night sky, there is nothing there, as if nothing has invaded this place. The vast night sky covers your head, and you can't see through it or understand it.

This indescribable unknown sparked unprecedented anger, and in doing so, something was suddenly activated.

My head is throbbing with pain, as if it's about to split open.

The strange voice that had been chasing him from the ancient castle all the way to the present suddenly echoed in his mind again; it had appeared from time to time.

But this time, it was as if they were awakened by Han Su's anger, like a frantic and panicked prisoner trying to escape from Han Su's head.

Han Su was already at the limit of his mental strength and willpower, and when the voice echoed in his mind, his instincts almost overcame his willpower. He stared intently at the fleeing ghost truck and recited the words that were echoing in his mind:
The will of bronze lives on forever in the world's reflection!

(End of this chapter)