The surge of Psychokinesis pushed the truck away. Edward shone his flashlight over and said coldly, "Who is it?"
In the darkness, a few skinny men walked out. They were a group of Apostles from Nanyang, led by a young man with both hands wrapped in bandages and several scars on his face. He was their country's war hero, Bassoon.
Bassoon put on a fake smile and said to Edward, "Edward, hand over that Chinese and scram."
Bassoon knew of Edward and the others. They were a group of foreign Apostles from various countries in Southeast Asia. They could be considered a non-governmental organization that only cared about money, and they specialized in sneaky acts. Bassoon didn't expect that they would come after hearing the news of the meteorite fragment.
However, this Chinese Apostle, Bassoon, was determined to get his hands on the meteorite fragment.
Seeing Bassoon's appearance, Edward immediately became nervous. The other party's reputation in Southeast Asia was much greater than his, and it was a bloody reputation accumulated through the lives of many rogue Apostles.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Bassoon sneered. "Looks like you're not convinced?" As he spoke, he walked up and twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.
Edward's expression changed. "Hey, Bassoon! Let's talk things out. We can — "
On the other side, Bassoon roared like a tiger and stomped on the cement, charging over like a stampeding elephant.
Edward frowned, but he could only helplessly counterattack. With a thought, he sent his Psychokinesis sweeping toward Bassoon.
However, the battle-hardened Bassoon seemed to have predicted Edward's attack and stomped on the ground. Like a bolt of lightning, Bassoon dodged the attack, causing Edward's Psychic Force to miss.
With Reinforced Iron Bones, Bassoon's strength and speed far surpassed Edward's. His instantaneous burst of power was like a truck charging over.
Edward bellowed and sent his Psychokinesis over. However, the power was dispersed, allowing Bassoon to slam into it. It was as if a breeze had brushed past him. Bassoon ignored Edward's Psychokinesis and grabbed Edward's head before smashing it into the ground.
Accompanied by a loud explosion, the surrounding ground undulated. Countless stones were directly blown up and shot in all directions.
Bassoon stood up with Edward's bloodied head in his hand and glared at Edward's subordinates. The Psychic Apostles, who were about to make a move to save Edward, felt suffocated. They were stunned by Bassoon's gaze.
"Weaklings don't have the right to negotiate." Bassoon coldly said, "Hand him over."
After a brief hesitation, they wanted to attack and admit defeat. But when they looked at Edward in Bassoon's hand, they ultimately decided to admit defeat.
"Alright, we can give him to you, but you must promise to let us go."
Nodding his head, Ong casually replied, "No problem."
Just as the two sides were discussing, everyone suddenly felt their eyes light up. A dazzling golden light had already appeared on the roof of a building a few hundred meters away. It was like a huge light bulb, emitting an extremely bright golden light. When everyone looked into the distance, they could also see that there seemed to be figures looking over in the golden light.
The next moment, the golden radiance flew above everyone's heads. More than ten Apostles with golden hair and blue eyes were wrapped in the golden radiance, looking down at the two sides.
The people of Holy Light … Bassoon solemnly looked at the silhouettes in the sky and thought, To think that they're here as well. Haven't they always been active in Europe? When did they come to Asia?
Clearly, this organization that Bassoon called Holy Light was a powerful Super organization, on par with France's Holy Sword, England's Protoss, America's Star Cat, and Japan's Secret Service.
When Edward's group saw the god-like apostles in the sky, they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
The name of Holy Light had resounded throughout the Super world in the past two years, and it was one of the top Super organizations in Europe. They were most famous for their Holy Light ability, which could both attack and heal.
This time, the fifteen Apostles of Holy Light had borrowed their ability and spent fifteen hours on a plane to Ox City just to snatch the meteorite fragment.
Since they only had a few hours left, their operation was very simple and crude. They would capture and interrogate anyone they saw along the way, looking for China's Apostles everywhere.
When they saw the commotion here, they openly flew over to snatch the person.
Amidst the golden radiance, a middle-aged man in the lead slowly said, "You're snatching China's Apostle?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Bassoon unyieldingly said, "This isn't Europe. People of Holy Light, our Nanyang wants this China Apostle. Go find someone else."
"Hmm?" The middle-aged man's brows twitched. Looking at the tanned and skinny Bassoon at his feet, he couldn't be bothered to say anything and pressed his palm down. A vast golden pillar of light descended from the sky and blasted Bassoon's body.
* Bang! * Bassoon was smashed to the ground, and after letting out a furious roar, he crawled up bit by bit against the holy light and shouted towards the sky, "You will regret this!"
Bassoon and the Holy Light's people immediately started fighting. However, the Apostles of Holy Light could fly at low altitudes and launch long-range attacks. The golden radiance also had healing effects, so it was like turning on the lights and stomping on cockroaches.
In the blink of an eye, the Apostles of Nanyang were knocked to the ground by the Holy Light. Bassoon himself was even lifted into the air by five Apostles of Holy Light wrapped in golden radiance. Although he roared and struggled, he still couldn't move.
The middle-aged man leading the Holy Light team, Philip, nodded and looked at Edward's subordinates.
After the arrival of the Holy Light, Edward's subordinates didn't move at all like harmless lab rats. They didn't even dare to have any thoughts of making a move.
When they saw Bassoon's group, which was suppressing them just a moment ago, being beaten up by the fifteen Holy Light members, their gazes were filled with reverence as they looked at Philip's group.
Philip calmly asked, "Where's the China Apostle?"
The heavily injured Edward immediately replied, "He's in the hotel room we stayed in. Our companions are watching over him. He's over there! "As he spoke, he pointed at the hotel room that had a few large holes in it.
Philip nodded. He reached out his hand, and then golden holy light already swept up the telekinesis apostles on the ground, including the heavily injured Edward, and then they all flew in the direction of the hotel.
However, when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped. Golden Holy Light burst out from his eyes, and he looked at a building not far away. A woman in white was standing on the roof. Her hair fluttered in the wind, covering her face. She was looking at where they were with a pair of scarlet eyes.
Rustling sounds could be heard from more places in the darkness. Figures of all shapes and sizes appeared in the shadows, completely surrounding the Holy Light, or rather, the hotel behind the Holy Light.
"Ghost … Ghosts! So many ghosts! Did the commotion of the battle attract them here? "Edward exclaimed in shock." Why are there so many? No, there's too many of them. We have to escape! "
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