Mythology Management System

Fu Jiu stood in front of the Caesar Giant Lizard and swung his sword down, completely extinguishing the giant lizard's life.

Then he began chanting an ancient incantation, and soon a semi-transparent, lizard-like soul was pulled out.

The lizard's spirit seemed to be in poor condition, and it appeared somewhat listless.

Upon seeing the Flower Monk and Nangong Changwan, the Caesar Giant Lizard bared its teeth and glared at the two men, not forgetting that they were the ones who had just severely injured it.

The Caesar monitor lizard swore on the honor of its kind that once it regained its full strength, it would teach those two a lesson.

Suddenly, the Caesar lizard noticed that the two creatures were looking at it strangely, as if they were showing pity, or perhaps mockery.

It was very familiar with that look; wasn't it the same look it gave when it looked at the dead?

The Caesar Giant Lizard was furious. "What do you mean by this? I am the overlord of the Wutong Forest! Once I recover, I will devour you all!"

The Caesar monitor lizard struggled to raise its right claw, wanting to teach the two a lesson and show them that even though it was seriously injured, it was not to be trifled with. But the moment it raised its claw, it realized that something was wrong with its condition.

The Caesar monitor lizard stared blankly at the translucent body, its eyes filled with confusion. As its gaze moved downwards, it saw the familiar body on the ground.

The giant lizard's spirit was floating in mid-air, about two meters above the ground, so it could see the mangled body on the ground.

"Isn't that my body?" it thought, then its eyes suddenly changed.

If the body lying on the ground is its, then what is happening to it now?

The Caesar monitor lizard felt a sudden panic for no reason. It thought of some bad things, such as—souls!

As Fu Jiu chanted the incantation, the Caesar Giant Lizard's consciousness began to gradually blur, and its memories of the past decades began to fade away.

It wasn't sealed away, nor was it forgotten; it was a complete disappearance, as if it had never been experienced at all.

The Caesar lizard struggled frantically; it didn't want to die, and even less did it want its soul to be controlled after death.

But in the face of the Chaotic World Demon-Slaying Law, all struggles were futile. Caesar the Giant Lizard could only watch helplessly as his mind gradually went blank, leaving only his fighting instincts.

The struggling movements gradually ceased, and the Caesar monitor lizard had completely disappeared from the world.

Although the soul is still there, it has lost its independent consciousness; all that remains is a puppet.

Having witnessed Fu Jiu's mysterious and unpredictable methods, Nangong Changwan and the others felt even greater awe and dared not overstep their bounds.

After all, they only saw Fu Jiu extract the soul of the demon beast; who knows if he can extract the soul of a cultivator?

Seeing this scene, Wu Song felt a chill run down his spine, and his nascent idea of ​​joining these people began to waver.

Extracting a soul was clearly not a legitimate method, and considering the wanted status of the Flower Monk and Nangong Changwan, Wu Song began to hesitate.

Could this mythical organization be an evil organization that increases its power by extracting other people's souls?

I've always heard that some people can dramatically increase their strength in a short time through evil means. Could it be that he just happened to run into one?

Fu Jiu took in everyone's reactions and explained, "It's just a supernatural ability to collect the souls of demonic beasts. There's nothing to be surprised about. You will all have the opportunity to obtain supernatural abilities in the future."

The group breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the explanation. The Director had no reason to lie to them. Besides, there were even fourth and fifth-tier experts in the mythology, who could kill them with ease. If he really had any ulterior motives, they wouldn't be alive now.

Upon hearing the second half of Fu Jiu's sentence, the group's hearts burned with excitement. They had already experienced some of the Bureau Chief's miraculous methods.

Whether it's the Qi and Blood Fruit that can rapidly shorten cultivation time or the Talent Fruit that can enhance talent, either of these would cause a huge uproar. But judging from the Director's appearance, it seems that these are just the most basic benefits. Who knows, he might bring out a Supernatural Fruit in a while.

Li Si walked over with a gloomy look in his eyes, frowning as he said, "Only two people can survive. One of them is already seriously injured. I used a Qi and Blood Fruit to barely keep him alive, but whether he can survive is still unknown. The rest of them are basically beyond saving, and even the Qi and Blood Fruit won't work."

"Can't you?"

Fu Jiu lowered his eyes and looked somewhat pale. Subduing that giant lizard had really taken a toll on his energy.

Upon hearing that only two people would survive and the rest were likely to perish, Fu Jiu sighed slightly.

Those people should have expected this day to come when they joined the law enforcement team. It is a pity that they died like this, but no one can be blamed.

Fu Jiu saw the only two survivors in the field. One of them was Wu Song, and the other was lying on the ground, panting heavily. Although he had several holes in his body, he had at least survived.

The remaining few were less fortunate; some could still blink, while others simply fainted, barely distinguishable from the dead.

Wu Song survived partly due to good luck, and partly due to the care his teammates showed to the newcomer. When designing the battle plan, they placed him on the outermost edge, so that if something went wrong, his chances of escaping would be the greatest.

Nevertheless, Wu Song is not in good shape either. His thigh bone was pierced during the first round of scale spray, and his shoulder blade was shattered during the second round of scale baptism. He has difficulty walking, let alone escaping.

"Officer Wu, it's been a long time," Fu Jiu said as he walked up to Wu Song.

Wu Song gave a wry smile and said, "I really am in a sorry state. You've seen me in such a wretched state again."

Thinking about his two recent encounters with Fu Jiu, the last time was when he failed to arrest the monk and almost got beaten up by him, and this time it was the scene of the entire law enforcement team being wiped out. He didn't know whether he should be angry or ashamed.

Ultimately, it all comes down to their own weakness.

Weakness is the original sin. He used to think this was just a pretentious saying, but today, he experienced the powerlessness that weakness brings for the second time.

"Can...I still join you?"

Wu Song asked this question because he had had enough of this feeling of helplessness.

“Of course.” Fu Jiu extended a hand and chuckled, “Welcome to our Myth!”

Wu Song hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and handed over the blood-stained hand.

"I need power, power enough to change my destiny!"

Fu Jiu laughed, a very bright laugh. Isn't fate meant to be changed?

"It will happen. Starting today, you will have a brand new future. Neither fate nor power can bind us anymore."