Chapter 522: The Calamity of Being Served Up
The Ghost Nest battle was essentially over within two hours.
But now, the battlefield still needed to be cleaned up.
Not only did they need to clear out the Ghost Slave monsters, but they also had to hunt down the remnants of the Demon Arrival Organization.
The Ghost Slave monsters were relatively easy to find.
Most of these Ghost Slave monsters didn't possess intelligence, with only a few showing some level of awareness.
Under these conditions, Ghost Slave monsters were naturally easier to locate.
Sometimes, they didn't even need to search; the monsters would come out to forage, proactively attacking members of the army.
The intelligent Ghost Slaves were more challenging to deal with; although their strength wasn't high, lurking in this human city could still pose a considerable threat to humans.
However, for Hakata City, this wasn't unusual.
Hakata City had always been a place where homicides frequently occurred, with slack management that gave killers opportunities to act.
Seeing that the authorities didn't enforce order, these monsters lurking in the dark grew even more brazen.
In response...
"We're not going back!"
"Let's start a massive purge!"
Ling Zhan issued this order.
Of course...
This order had been approved by his superiors after Ling Zhan applied for it.
The members of the reserve teams from various Kingdoms naturally had no objections.
For them, capturing Demon Arrival remnants earned them more merit than killing Ghost Slaves on the battlefield, and most importantly...
These Demon Arrival remnants were genuinely detestable.
If they weren't killed, it would be a never-ending trouble.
So, the reserve teams from various Kingdom armies continued with the purge operation.
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While the reserve teams from various Kingdom armies were conducting the purge operation,
deep underground in the central City Lord's building of Hakata City,
there was a basement.
In the basement, ten people wearing Demon Arrival robes gathered, each one emitting a strong tier-three aura, with levels at least above 80.
Within the Demon Arrival Organization, this group was considered the backbone of their combat force.
They were entrusted with important duties.
At the moment.
The ten Demon Arrival members gathered here wore extremely grim expressions; their pale, sickly skin was marked with demonic spots, and in some, dark worms wriggled under their skin as if they were using their bodies as feed for these demonic parasites.
"Damn it!!"
"The plan failed this time!"
"What the hell happened? Why did it turn out like this?"
The middle-aged man sitting in the center was immensely obese, roughly estimated at about 300 pounds, filling up his chair like a mass of flesh.
One would think that a being like this would struggle to stand up, but this 300-pound fat man could easily rise.
The reason...
Was naturally because he had modified his body.
Even his layers of fat could serve as weapons against others.
Facing the fat man's question, the other members fell silent.
To be honest...
They were also baffled.
This should have been a flawless operation.
Dropping the Ghost Nest over the city and turning it into a living hell.
At that point, not only would they showcase the prestige of the Demon Arrival Organization, but they could also mock the Kingdom armies.
Yet, who would have thought it would be all thunder and no rain?
The summoned Heavenly Ghost Generals and Earth Ghost Generals were useless!
They were chased off in just two hours.
This outcome left them dumbstruck.
"The reason for this plan's failure is that damn non-specialist!"
"Remember? That guy not only caused heavy losses to our brothers and sisters in the Dragon Kingdom but also made our leader smash quite a few things in anger!"
"They even put this guy at the top of the must-kill list!"
"It's said this non-specialist even fought against the Dark Night Empress. Not only did he survive, but he left her heavily wounded!"
"Afterward, rumor has it the Dark Night Empress now dreams of capturing that non-specialist and turning him into a slave."
One Demon Arrival member couldn't help but speak up.
His tone was filled with deep apprehension.
Honestly...
At first, when they saw the top name on the must-kill list was a non-specialist, they found it hard to believe.
They thought it was absurd that the Holy Church's must-kill list was topped by a non-specialist!
They even considered hunting down this top target on the kill list.
However.
After investigating this individual's details, they were utterly stunned!
This guy was a complete monster!
The key point was that even the tier-four powerhouses in the organization hadn't moved against him!!
To give perspective, the previous top target on the must-kill list had been taken down by a tier-four powerhouse in the Demon Arrival Organization.
But for this non-specialist, none of the level-100 tier-four powerhouses even showed interest in acting!
They immediately realized that this non-specialist was no simple target and was definitely someone they couldn't provoke.
After all, if even the tier-four powerhouses weren't making a move, then them doing so would be suicide.
They even felt relieved that the non-specialist hadn't come to the Fusang Kingdom.
As long as he stayed in the Dragon Kingdom, he posed no threat to them.
But now...
Hearing reports from subordinates about constant bad news and that the various strongholds in Hakata City were being destroyed, with countless Demon Arrival remnants slaughtered,
these ten Demon Arrival remnants responsible for the Hakata City area couldn't help but tremble with fear.
According to their subordinates, it was as if the Kingdom armies now had a radar, locating them no matter where they hid, even if they were in the sewers or foul ditches, where they'd be bombed out.
Like cockroaches being crushed by humans.
Hearing this, the ten commanders immediately convened an emergency meeting.
They discussed strategies, whether to retreat outright or find other ways to keep hiding here.
After all, Hakata City was an excellent place; keeping agents here would surely prove valuable in the future.
But staying meant bearing the risk.
For instance...
Being hunted down by that non-specialist.
However.
Things often go as soon as you think of them.
Speak of the devil, and he appears.
Just as they fell silent, ready to collectively retreat...
Boom!!
The door to the basement was suddenly kicked open!!
And then...
They saw a man enter with an expression of indifference.