The six beasts had just emerged from the black spots in the black tide when they saw the two people at the entrance of the supermarket.
Without any hesitation, the six beasts turned around and pounced at the two people.
"Freeze." The man in the blue suit raised his head and spoke softly.
With him as the center, a ring of invisible energy slowly spread out and filled the surrounding space.
The six Shadow Cheetahs were like specimens embedded in glass as they were suspended in the air by the invisible force.
Poof!
At that moment, all the Shadow Cheetahs exploded at the same time. From head to tail, not a single one of them remained. All of them turned into black dust.
"Let's go. Don't cause too much of a commotion. We'll leave once we've achieved our goal," the man in the blue suit ordered.
"Understood!" The clown answered with a smile.
As the two of them spoke, they slowly walked in another direction and slowly disappeared around the corner.
Serena and Mylissa only reappeared at the entrance of the alley after the two had completely disappeared.
"It's Blue Conch and Face-swapper!" Serena's face turned pale.
The two did not belong to any faction. They were powerful mercenaries independent of any faction. They were almost killed by the two in an instant.
If not for the special ability of Serena's Paragon of Destiny, they would have been wiped from the world.
Perhaps after that incident, Serena, Mylissa, and the others would no longer exist in this world.
"Why are those two monsters here?" Serena felt a chill down her spine. She looked at the direction where the two left. Even though they were out of sight, her heart was still pounding in fear.
"Those two monsters are known as the Undead Duo. They must have some unspeakable secret for them to suddenly appear here," Mylissa said in a deep voice.
"What do you want to do?" Serena could tell that Mylissa had an idea. "Those two monsters are wanted criminals of the Astral Moon Basin. No one has been able to kill them for years."
"Get help!" Mylissa said decisively. "With just us, we're definitely not a match for those two monsters. But in this city, the strongest force isn't the Astral Moon Basin … "
"Could it be?" Serena was stunned.
"If I'm not wrong, the Holy Sanctum's patrol team should be here soon, right?" Mylissa said coldly.
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"May the Holy Light bless you, my child." Two hundred meters away on another street, a voice said.
A team of patrols in white leather armor, armed with guns and explosion-proof shields, kicked open the door of a distribution and logistics center. They rushed in and dragged out the boss who was cowering and hiding inside.
Loz, who was leading the team, had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a handsome face. He wore a white metal armor engraved with exquisite and gorgeous floral patterns.
That was the Baekje flower, the symbolic flower of the Holy Sanctum that Lin Sheng had chosen. The flower language represented the light shining upon everything.
"Child, were you the one cursing the Temple? Insult the Holy Light? I heard it. "
With a kind smile on his face, he grabbed the boss's collar and hung him in front of him.
"No … No no … I didn't, I didn't insult the Holy Light! I swear!! "The boss was so scared that he was shivering all over. Tears and snot flowed down his face uncontrollably.
He had really, really scolded those who believed in the Holy Light and Saint power as idiots in the house. Who would have thought that he would be captured by these people just a few walls away!
"This is a lost lamb. His soul needs redemption. Capture him and bring him back." Mule elegantly threw the boss to the patrol team behind him.
The boss was about to scream for help when he was immediately elbowed in the neck by a skilled patrol. He immediately fainted. He was then thrown into a large truck that was following behind.
Behind the truck was a huge three-story iron cage. It was filled with all kinds of unconscious and conscious citizens.
Loz patted the snow-white armor on his body, which was as smooth as new. This was the Holy Warrior's armor, which represented the Sanctum's greatest glory.
Only Transcendents who had mastered the power of the Holy Light were qualified to own this iconic armor.
After capturing the people, he continued to lead the team forward.
But this time, he did not go far before he sensed someone spying on him. It was a spying with malicious intent.
"Who is it?!"
Loz's expression turned cold as he quickly gave chase.
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in front of him. The person who was spying on him was very fast, not revealing a trace of his aura. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the narrow corridor.
Loz and two Transcendent patrolling soldiers chased after him down a street and had just turned a corner. Just as they turned a corner, they saw two suspiciously dressed figures walking away with their backs facing them.
"Darksiders?" Loz took out the device he wore on his waist and took a picture of the two.
Soon, the picture was transmitted back to the headquarters processor for identification.
The result was quickly fed back to the device in Loz's hand.
"Huh? Unregistered Darksiders? "His eyes turned cold. He waved his hand.
The four patrolling soldiers behind him immediately understood and quickened their pace. In a few moments, they had surrounded the two suspicious people in front of them.
The man in the blue suit and the clown had to stop as they were blocked.
"Sir, I don't think we've done anything wrong, have we?" the man in the blue suit asked faintly.
Loz's face once again broke into a smile.
"Of course not." He reached out and tidied the golden hair hanging on the side of his face. "It's just that, as unregistered Darksiders, both of you may pose a security threat to the general public of Henricqal."
"So, I hope you can explain your purpose of coming here, as well as your origins."
The man in the blue suit and the clown frowned at the same time.
They had been to many places, but never had they encountered a place that made them feel so uncomfortable.
Even the Three Hidden Realms would not dare to do something like this with such aggressive and proactive patrolling.
"We're traveling from another place …" The clown said, trying to make up an excuse.
"Traveling?" Loz narrowed his eyes at the two. After a full ten seconds, he nodded slowly.
"If it's just a tour, I hope you abide by the laws and regulations here. Customs and folklore. Don't let me know that you've broken the law. Otherwise … "
His eyes were filled with scrutiny and threat as he warned the two in front of him.
"Sir, do you always like to threaten innocent people?" The clown spread his hands and showed a strange smile.
"There's no evidence, there's no problem. You stopped us for no reason, and even threatened and warned us …"
Loz narrowed his eyes and stared at the two of them. But no matter how hard he looked, he could not see anything wrong with the two.
"Threat? Warning? "He suddenly laughed.
"Forget it, there's something wrong with you two. Take them away!" He raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.
"Take them back and interrogate them. Maybe we can save the lives of innocent people in advance!"
The two in the blue suit were dumbfounded.
They had no idea that this group of fanatical new holy warriors would even capture their own people when they got mad.
If there was even the slightest suspicion, especially for unregistered Transcendents, they would definitely take them away without a second thought.
"Do it!" Knowing that they could not be taken away, the two in the blue suit had no choice but to make it quick.
"It's a heretic!" Loz was overjoyed. He had finally caught a real heretic! He would definitely get a lot of merit points when he got back!
Would the other party dare to resist? What a joke. Baine University and the Holy Sanctum were working together, and the entire city was under martial law. If they made a move, in less than twenty seconds, an Oppressor-class would join the fight.
If the fight could not end, in another twenty seconds, a Five-Wing patrol captain would arrive.
If the fight was not over by then, the alarm would be sent directly to the Holy Sanctum's headquarters, and Lord Seagal, the ultimate Six-Winger, would come to the scene.
If even Lord Seagal could not do it, it was said that the final boss, the Sub-Sanctum Master, would do it himself.
In less than two minutes, the fight was over. Perfectly, the people of Henricqal were given a safe and peaceful living environment.
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