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"These are my identification documents, please take a look. But are you sure you want to see my real face?"
Lucien handed Legley his identification, but then asked him a question in return.
"Your identification is valid. You are a mercenary here to cooperate with us. Thank you for your cooperation. We would also appreciate your cooperation in return."
"Alright then, those who are easily frightened should prepare themselves mentally. After all, even the ghosts in horror movies aren't as scary as me."
After Lucien finished speaking, he immediately dispelled the illusion he had casually cast on himself.
Suddenly, a moving and talking skeleton appeared in the conference room.
"Ghost!"
"What the fuck? A skeleton?"
"It's a skeleton? What's the government doing, sending a skeleton to work with us?"
"Wow, a talking skeleton? By the way, is it one of my kind?"
Ayumu Aikawa fell into deep thought.
"I see, you're an undead. That makes things a bit tricky. Your race is somewhat sensitive, so I guess your group will have to operate alone."
"No, no, no, I think there will still be people who act with us. Don't you think so, Mr. Changyan?"
Lucien's voice was full of affirmation.
“He and I are friends, and we act together.”
Ignoring the surprised looks from others, Chang Yan walked directly to Lucien's side.
"As the saying goes, wherever the master is, that's where I'll be."
Kiyohime followed behind Sōgen.
"Are you two sure? And once you're sure, there's no going back?"
Legre said, frowning.
"determine."
"determine."
"Alright then, here is your action plan for the next phase. Please do not leak it."
Chapter 84 Hold on tight to this thigh bone
As required by the plan, Chang Yan and others boarded a troop transport truck.
Surprisingly, Legre and Daphne also got into the car.
According to Legre, each team will be accompanied by an official, firstly to supervise them, and secondly to facilitate timely contact with command in case of emergencies.
In addition, there were more than a dozen fully armed soldiers following them.
With Legre's command of "Let's go!", the vehicle began to move.
The vehicle was very stable and moved very fast.
As the saying goes, when you're sitting in a car, the scenery outside keeps rushing by.
The vehicle then drove to the outskirts of the city and stopped in front of a forest.
Chang Yan had never been to this forest before.
"We've reached our destination. Now it's our turn. These soldiers will be stationed here to handle the aftermath and capture any remaining survivors."
"According to intelligence, this forest is inhabited by many supernatural creatures, including lost demons, ghouls, vampires, werewolves, evil spirits, monsters, and some criminals with supernatural abilities. Our mission is to advance gradually in this direction and meet up with other teams in the center of the forest."
"Each team must have at least two people maintaining communication. The communicators are in the supplies we distributed earlier. Now check your equipment, get ready, and once all the other teams are in position, we'll begin the operation. Any questions?"
Although he was only a high school student, Legre's words were full of authority.
However, none of the people present bought into this.
A moment later, Legre's communicator rang.
After glancing at it, he put the communicator in his breast pocket, took a deep breath, and solemnly called out:
"Operation begins, let's go!"
Upon hearing the word "depart," Lucien also waved his hand dramatically.
Countless magical lights flashed by, and in that instant, Lucien used a great many auxiliary spells.
Not only buff spells, but also defensive spells, aura spells, and scouting spells were used by Lucien in large quantities.
Legre's expression, standing nearby, could be perfectly described by the following statement—
Mom, come quick, come see God!
The child was completely dumbfounded.
"Ah...ah...this...this...Master, may I ask your name?"
To use so many spells in an instant, all without the aid of materials.
This is horrible.
Legre was not only stunned, but also terrified.
Why would someone so powerful condescend to be a mercenary captain?
Such powerful individuals are sought after by any organization, except for religious groups. Even if they cannot be recruited, they will try their best to maintain a friendly relationship.
Being able to unleash so many types of spells in an instant means he can unleash even more fireballs in a single moment.
Did this master read too many novels and come here specifically to try pretending to be weak while actually being strong? But he was exposed way too quickly.
Never mind all that for now. With such a huge thigh bone here, we have to hold on tight. If we hold onto the thigh bone tightly, this operation will be a sure thing!
In those few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Legre's mind, ultimately leading him to one conclusion—
Hold onto this thigh bone tightly!
"Don't be nervous, just call me Lucien. I'm just an ordinary mercenary hired to cooperate with your operations, understand?"
At this moment, Lucien was dressed in a black robe, with countless magical lights shimmering slightly, which, combined with his words just now, made him appear unusually mysterious.
"I understand, I understand. Don't worry, I understand everything."
Lucien glanced at Legley, then turned back.
???
What does the big shot mean by looking at me like that? Does he think I'm talking too much?
In reality, Lucien gave him a look that said "you're a promising young man," but since he didn't have eyeballs, Legley didn't understand why he turned his head and could only guess wildly.
"Mr. Legley, aren't you leaving yet?"
"Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming. Let's go then."
Moye's words startled Legre.
Just as the group reached the forest, Lucien gave Chang Yan a hand gesture.
And that gesture means—
Agents and transmigrators from another world have arrived.
The cleanup (hunting) operation has begun.
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"Pfft-"
Mo Ye pulled his sword from the chest of a tall werewolf, blood splattering out, but not a drop on Mo Ye himself.
"I've taken care of all the werewolves on my side, what about you guys?"
"Several ghouls, all taken care of. Should we bring the bodies to the captain?"
"These were also werewolves, and we've dealt with them too. Although they're all weak, let's still bring them to the captain. At least they can be used as cannon fodder or as a medium for casting Corpse Explosion. I'll use the Force to hold them."
"Thank you for your trouble, Das. I'll go check on Mr. Changyan."
Mo Ye nodded, sheathed his sword, and walked towards Chang Yan.
He had only taken a few steps when he saw Chang Yan walking towards him. The shadow beneath his feet was dragging several corpses, wriggling forward in line with Chang Yan's steps.
"Ah, it's Mr. Moye. These corpses are for Captain Lucien, right?"
"Yes, after all, this is his original profession."
Chapter 85 Why Do the Weak Fight?
(You guys should say more, don't be so shy!)
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"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."
Lucien pointed to his skull at the people next to him and then began to cast spells on the corpses.
Ominous and mysterious incantations echoed in this space filled with corpses, and the aura of death clung to the gruesome bodies.
The resentful souls bared their fangs and claws, hurling venomous curses at their murderers.
Then, to their astonishment, they discovered that these people were not afraid at all, but were looking at them with curious eyes.
Hey, hey, hey, we seem to be vengeful spirits now, right? Why aren't you scared at all?
Wait a minute, I feel like something is pulling me—
"Clatter, um, these souls taste terrible, and there's so little of them. Oh well, even a mosquito is still meat, and every little bit helps replenish my magic."
Lucien shook his head and continued casting the spell.
Under the influence of the spell, the corpses swayed and stood up.
“Mr. Lucien, is there anything special about these corpses? Don’t tell me that after all the commotion you’ve caused, these corpses can only be used as cannon fodder.”
Chang Yan frowned as he looked at the corpses that had stood up again and asked a question.
These undead were weak in life, and they'll probably be even weaker after they die; they probably won't even be cannon fodder.
"Hehehe, how could the undead I create be anything simple? Mr. Changyan, all you need to know is not to get too close to these undead."
A sinister laugh escaped Lucien's lips; clearly, these undead had been tainted by Lucien.
"Could it self-destruct? Oh well, whatever happens—"
"Shhhh-"
A series of whooshing sounds rang out as several sharp arrows swiftly attacked Chang Yan.
"You ungrateful bastards! I was originally too lazy to kill you, but you came looking for me. So die, you trash!"
The shadows became a shield, deflecting several sharp arrows from Chang Yan.
Chang Yan's face had turned cold. He had kindly let them go and not pursued them, but they had come back to kill him.
They really don't know what's good for them.
"To be honest, I really don't understand you guys. You have guns but you use these broken arrows instead. Are you stupid? Forget it, why bother talking so much to a bunch of dead people?"
Chang Yan picked up an arrow that had been knocked to the ground, looked at it with interest, and then casually broke it in half.
"You bastard, give me back my brother's life!"
A scantily clad girl, wielding a large naginata, leaped down from a tree. Her body was enhanced by red demonic energy, and she slashed at Chang Yan with fierce killing intent.
"boom--"
The naginata stopped in front of Chang Yan, and the strong wind pressure blew Chang Yan's hair up, but Chang Yan still maintained his indifferent expression.
It wasn't that the monster girl stopped attacking, because even if she wanted to stop, she couldn't.
Instead, it was Chang Yan's hand that firmly grasped the naginata.