Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

American Flag Country, Black Veil Hotel.

Compared to the previous meeting, only half of the messengers of hell attended this time.

The remaining half was completely eliminated by the Bureau of Anomalies.

There may be survivors who are captured, but it will be a permanent loss for the Dark Council.

At this moment, these arrogant messengers of hell realized that the investigators from Xia Kingdom were far more powerful than they had imagined, and even more...

Crazy!

They actually developed equipment that could deal with anomalies!

And there's a group of lunatics willing to use those dangerous weapons to confront the unusual!

They used to be arrogant and contemptuous of the Xia Kingdom because it lacked extraordinary power.

It turns out that the Bureau of Anomalies is actually an official, extraordinary department!

The messengers of hell were quite surprised.

Even though there was open and covert competition between the various groups, the disappearance of so many groups overnight did indeed evoke a sense of shared sorrow.

No, not all the groups that went to Xia Kingdom are gone; there's still one left.

The messengers of hell cast their gazes, filled with doubt, contempt, and astonishment, upon the three people in the corner.

Group 13.

The weakest group in the Dark Council.

The puppeteer dared not look into these people's eyes, and kept his head down anxiously.

After all, everyone else was dead, and only they were still alive, which raised suspicions of desertion in the face of battle.

He had no idea how to explain it.

Could it be that at the time of the incident, I went to the back mountain to pay respects to a brother from Group Thirteen whom I had only met once?

Nobody will believe that.

Yang Xiao didn't care at all, sitting there happily as if the hostile gazes from others were a compliment.

Half an hour later, there was movement on the dark podium.

The councilor, dressed in a black robe, wearing a mask, and holding a dark staff, strolled over.

Even though he was wearing a mask and his face was obscured, one could still guess how bad his mood was from the curve of his lips and the sharpness in his eyes.

The councilor's staff touched the ground lightly, making a "clang" sound, and all the hell messengers in the room dared not even breathe.

A deep, London-accented English came from beneath the MP's long mask:

"Mr. Puppet Master, I need an explanation from you."

The puppeteer jumped to his feet, stammering and unable to speak amidst the gloating gazes of onlookers.

Yang Xiao casually crossed his legs, as if he were sitting on the sofa at home, and patted the puppeteer's lower back casually:

"Relax, boss."

The puppeteer took a deep breath:

"I did not desert my post."

At that time, I was somewhere else, not at that hotel.

This happened...I have a responsibility, I should stand with my comrades...

The councilor shook his head:

No, that's not what I meant.

The puppeteer was taken aback:

"What?"

The speaker's raised voice sounded like the wailing of a vengeful ghost:

"I mean, Mr. Puppet Master, why is there a traitor in your ranks!"

The puppeteer was completely dumbfounded.

spy......

His gaze swept between Yang Xiao and Poison Fang.

shadow?

No, that silly boy is very honest.

Finally, he slowly focused his gaze on the fangs.

This kid is really bad character, and he's been acting very strangely lately.

Could it be...?

Did this kid tip off the Bureau of Abnormalities?

The puppeteer was looking at the fangs.

The councilor's gaze was already fixed on Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's mind immediately went into overdrive.

Why does this old guy have such a terrifying look in his eyes?

It was as if that gaze possessed power.

That's a master!

Yang Xiao quickly pointed his finger at Poison Fang:

I've suspected you've been problematic for a long time!

Tell me honestly, are you a traitor?

"If you're a traitor, say something!"

The hell servants all thought Yang Xiao was a complete idiot.

If Venomous Fang were a traitor, he would definitely defend himself. How could he admit to being a traitor?

Unexpectedly, Venomous Fang suddenly attacked, heading straight for the councilor on the podium!

Yang Xiao screamed like a woman:

"Protect him! Protect the Speaker of Parliament!"

The messengers of hell then realized what was happening and, like a pack of hunting dogs, rushed toward the venomous fang.

Yang Xiao himself took advantage of the chaos to slip out of the hotel.

"Hmph! A bunch of idiots!"

The councilor snorted coldly, his staff tracing an arc in the air.

A flash of black lightning struck, and the venomous fangs instantly turned to dust.

The councilor waved his staff again, and black lightning shot towards Yang Xiao like a venomous snake.

Yang Xiao reacted quickly, instantly summoning a shadow barrier in front of him.

"boom!"

After the loud noise, the shadow barrier dissipated, Yang Xiao's mask shattered, and his black robe became tattered.

Everyone saw a typical Eastern face.

The messengers of hell understood after a moment's thought.

This new member of Group Thirteen is very likely a master from the Bureau of Anomalies!

"Puppet master! You're a complete waste!"

After a team leader roared, a group of hellish messengers pounced on Yang Xiao like mad dogs.

The puppeteer paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at Yang Xiao with a complex expression.

"roar!"

The puppeteer pounded his chest and let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

Immediately afterwards, his feet rapidly grew larger and swelled, bursting through his shoes and revealing his pale beastman body.

The puppeteer's ten fingers secreted a viscous liquid.

The puppeteer's ten fingers secreted a viscous liquid.

When a viscous liquid comes into contact with air, it instantly turns into transparent threads.

He gathered his strength and rushed to the front, almost touching Yang Xiao.

A smile tugged at the corner of Yang Xiao's mouth.

I was too embarrassed to kill this cheap boss before, but now I have a reason to kill him.

Honestly, he didn't understand the puppeteers' cheap yet highly valued brotherhood.

The existence of such a person almost shattered his worldview.

Just as Yang Xiao was about to summon the ghost hand to fight, he heard the puppeteer's deliberately lowered voice:

"Run!"

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment.

The puppeteer slammed his hand down on Yang Xiao's chest.

It appeared to be an attack on Yang Xiao, but in reality, the move was weak and had no lethality, though it still pushed Yang Xiao dozens of meters away.

The puppeteer then glared angrily:

"It was my ignorance that led to the tragic deaths of so many of my companions!"

"You bastards from Xia Kingdom, I'll skin you alive with my own hands!"

Yang Xiao glanced at the councilor behind the puppeteer with a complicated expression.

Perhaps, it truly is unmatched.

He formed a hand seal with one hand:

"Shrinking the earth to an inch!"

The next second, Yang Xiao's figure disappeared from the spot.

The messengers of hell were stunned.

Ran?

They just ran away like that?

After a moment of surprise, the puppeteer breathed a sigh of relief.

The Speaker's voice rang out:

"No one in the entire world can escape from under my nose!"

He opened his lips and muttered a string of incantations.

The tone was high-pitched, and the incantation was obscure.

The councilor suddenly slammed his staff into the ground:

"The Forbidden Zone for the Cursed!"

Dark forces are raging, and black energy flows across the ground.

The plaster began to peel off, and the smell of decay filled everyone's nostrils.

The messengers of hell were stunned by the power of the councilor and stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

The councilor pointed his staff forward and said coldly:

"Everyone inside the hotel is cursed and cannot leave the Black Veil Hotel."

That little mouse is hiding in the hotel right now. Find him and kill him!

The messengers of hell shuddered and, without hesitation, rushed out of the meeting room.

......

Yang Xiao is currently on the third floor.

He wanted to hide in the shadows and use them to escape the hotel.

However, he was shocked to find that he could not blend into the shadow.

He spotted the window and prepared to break it to escape.

Suddenly, he noticed that the plaster on the wall was starting to peel off, and mold was growing at a visible rate.

Yang Xiao dared not hesitate any longer and slammed into the window.

"Bang!"

Yang Xiao was hindered by some force and bounced back to the ground.

He rubbed his dazed head and clicked his tongue:

"Wow, what kind of magic is that? Is it that powerful?"

At that moment, a mocking voice rang out:

"Little pig from Xia Kingdom, keep running! Let's see where you can run to!"

Yang Xiao turned around and saw six messengers of hell walking towards him with wicked smiles.

He rubbed his head, stood up, and shrugged:

"Can you pretend you didn't see me, and I'll pretend I didn't see you?"

"To be honest, you can't beat me. If you don't stop me from finding a way to escape, you might just save your own lives."

The messengers of hell were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

A messenger from hell walked in with a cold smile:

"Don't you understand the situation?"

Now it's six against one.

The messengers of hell have great faith in the power of hell.

Apart from the councilor, they hadn't seen any powerful figures.

However, the Speaker of Parliament is special; he is Satan's spokesperson, a figure second only to God.

What about themselves?

They possess hellish power, second only to the council chairman.

They have always believed that the investigators from the Anomalies Management Bureau were able to defeat their counterparts for only three reasons.

First, the Hell Messengers ranked after the seventh group are the weakest in the Dark Council.

Second, the investigators succeeded in their surprise attack; the messengers of hell were completely unprepared.

Third, the investigators outnumbered the other group.

In a one-on-one situation, they truly didn't believe anyone was better than them.

Yang Xiao took a deep breath and said with a hint of melancholy:

"I can no longer be considered a human being."

My power is beyond your comprehension.

The number of people means nothing to someone like me.

The messengers of hell chuckled, clapping their hands to their chests and summoning power from the devil.

"Bluster? It's just a tactic of the weak."

Even a powerful lion fears being surrounded and attacked by a pack of wolves.

Taking on six opponents by yourself, who do you think you are?

Yang Xiao exhaled a breath of stale air, a cold smile slowly curving his lips:

"That's wonderful."

I've always wanted to see what state I'm in right now.

Yang Xiao stretched his right hand towards the ground, as if to pick up something:

"You must be as strong as a pack of wolves, and I must be as weak as a lion."

As the shadows on the ground converged, two withered, red hands, each holding a long axe handle, emerged from the shadows.

The red hand began to corrode upon touching the air, and a piercing scream echoed in the shadows.

The owner of that red hand was a shapeshifter, a hellish creature that Yang Xiao had recently subdued.

The pupils of the hellish servants suddenly contracted.

Are those... creatures from hell?

This kid from Xia Kingdom actually has hellish creatures serving him?

Yang Xiao gripped the long handle, slowly pulling the decapitation axe out of the shadows, hoisting it onto his shoulder, his face beaming with excitement.

"Then let me see what state I'm in right now!"

Since we can't escape, let's just fight it out!

The Dark Council?

Not afraid.

Speaker of the Legislative Council?

Don't be afraid!

He never felt fear.

However, reason told him that if he tried to escape or endure, he might die.

With no way to escape and under relentless pressure...

My taut sense of reason finally crumbled.

The chaos, the killing intent, and the rage in his mind erupted at this moment.