154: Chapter 154 The Pledge of Allegiance

Night fell, and the lights began to glow.

The villa area of Tianjiao Camp was shrouded in silence.

This silence carried an unusual sense of oppression.

Like before a storm, even the chirping of insects had completely vanished.

Lin Fan sat in the study without turning on the lights.

Only the cold blue light from the computer screen reflected his expressionless face.

On the screen was the defense system layout of the entire Tianjiao Camp.

Densely packed red dots and green lines flickered continuously.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of the study like a ghost.

There was no sound, and even the flow of air wasn't disturbed.

If it were an ordinary Grandmaster, they probably wouldn't have noticed until their throat was slit.

But Lin Fan didn't even turn his head.

He just said indifferently:

"You're here?"

The dark shadow in the corner trembled.

Then, a figure wearing a black tight suit and a mask slowly stepped out.

He took off his mask, revealing a pale and delicate face.

It was the Sakura Country spy who had been broken by Lin Fan in the interrogation room using the "Truth or Dare Special Drink."

Shadow Circle, Wang Chenguang.

"Master."

Wang Chenguang knelt on both knees, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold floor.

His voice was humble to the point of being in the dust.

Since that interrogation, his mental defenses had completely collapsed, and with the Slave Card Lin Fan got from a blind box, a Spiritual Brand was imprinted.

Now, he was no longer Sakura Country's ace spy.

But Lin Fan's most loyal dog.

"Stand up and speak."

Lin Fan turned around, his fingers lightly tapping the desk.

"How are things going?"

Wang Chenguang didn't stand up but remained kneeling, taking out an encrypted chip from his chest and presenting it with both hands.

"Reporting to Master."

"The intelligence has been confirmed."

"At midnight tonight, the Tianjiao Camp's defense system will undergo routine maintenance, with a three-minute reboot time."

"This is a backdoor specifically left by that faction within the military."

"The action team sent by Sakura Country is codenamed 'Night Parade of a Hundred Demons'."

"The leader is an S-rank Peak Grandmaster assassin, Onikiri."

When mentioning the name "Onikiri," Wang Chenguang's voice clearly trembled.

That was a legend in the Sakura Country assassination world.

A demonic blade that had severed the heads of countless experts.

He even had the record of assassinating a Martial King expert.

"Onikiri?"

Lin Fan took the chip and plugged it into the computer.

A detailed file instantly popped up on the screen.

[Codename: Onikiri]

[Real Name: Unknown]

[Realm: Peak Grandmaster (Half-step Martial King)]

[Weapon: Demonic Blade · Muramasa (Fake)]

[Record: Once killed three Grandmasters of the same rank alone on the Northern Frontier battlefield; skilled in Shadow Meld and Battōjutsu.]

"Interesting."

Lin Fan looked at the photo in the file.

It was a man wrapped entirely in bandages, showing only a pair of dead-fish-like eyes.

That kind of gaze had no emotional color.

Only disregard for life.

"Besides Onikiri, there are twelve elite ninjas, all High-level Martial Masters."

Wang Chenguang continued to report.

"Their goal is clear."

"Leave no survivors."

"Create chaos and then frame..."

Wang Chenguang paused and glanced at Lin Fan cautiously.

"...frame the Myriad Races Cult."

"Quite a scheme."

Lin Fan sneered.

"The worms inside the military are responsible for opening the door, foreign forces are responsible for the killing, and finally, the blame is shifted to a cult organization."

"A perfect loop."

"If I were just an ordinary genius, I might really have met my end here tonight."

"Unfortunately."

"They encountered a cheater."

"You did well."

Lin Fan casually threw a potion bottle to Wang Chenguang.

It was a [Spiritual Soothing Potion] produced by the system. Although it couldn't fully heal Wang Chenguang's damaged sea of consciousness, it could at least make him less miserable.

"This is your reward."

Wang Chenguang caught the potion like it was a precious treasure, panicking as he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Thank you for the reward, Master! Thank you, Master!"

To the current him, Lin Fan was his god.

"Go."

"Find a place to hide."

"Tonight's battle is not something you can participate in."

"Yes!"

Wang Chenguang's figure flashed and merged back into the darkness.

Lin Fan turned around and looked at the pitch-black night outside the window.

"Abyss Faction... Sakura Country..."

"Since you want to play so much."

"Then I'll set up a bigger stage."

"I hope your lives are tough enough."

...

11:55 PM.

Five minutes before the "maintenance" begins.

Tianjiao Camp monitoring room.

Several officers on duty were drinking coffee and chatting.

Suddenly, all the screens flickered at once.

"What's going on?"

An officer asked with a frown.

"Report, the system indicates routine maintenance is underway, and some surveillance cameras will be temporarily offline."

The operator glanced at the prompt box on the screen and said nonchalantly.

"Oh, maintenance."

The officer nodded and didn't take it to heart.

This kind of maintenance happened once a month and usually only took a few minutes.

However.

He didn't notice.

Among the code scrolling at the bottom of the screen, an extremely hidden command was executed.

[Area A-1 Defense Shield, Closed.]

[Duration: 180 seconds.]

Area A-1.

It was exactly the Villa A-1 area where Lin Fan was located.

At the same time.

In the woods outside the villa area.

Over a dozen dark shadows were hanging upside down from tree branches like bats.

The leading man was wrapped in bandages, with an exaggeratedly long Tachi on his back.

Onikiri.

He glanced at the tactical watch on his wrist.

Countdown: 00:00:00.

"Move."

A cold voice rang out in the communication channel.

No nonsense.

Over a dozen dark shadows instantly vanished from the spot.

They were like a group of ghosts, silently passing through the walls that should have been covered with high-voltage power grids and spiritual energy sensors.

That indestructible spiritual energy shield seemed non-existent at this moment.

It was unbelievably smooth.

Onikiri landed on the villa's roof without making a sound.

His dead-fish eyes looked through the skylight at the living room below.

The living room was brightly lit.

Lin Fan was sitting on the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips, with a melodramatic soap opera playing on the TV in front of him.

"This female lead is too stupid, right?"

"She won't even break up with such a scumbag? Keeping him for New Year's?"

Lin Fan complained to the TV while eating potato chips.

He looked completely like a defenseless shut-in.

A trace of contempt flashed in Onikiri's eyes.

This is the legendary top of the Tianjiao List?

The Lin Fan that even the military top brass were wary of?

He seems like nothing more than a lucky fool.

"Target confirmed."

"Elimination begins."

Onikiri made a gesture.

Four elite ninjas instantly jumped down from the four corners of the roof, the Kunai in their hands flickering with cold blue poisonous light.

Aiming directly for Lin Fan's limbs.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, their cooperation flawless.

This was a certain-kill situation.

However.

At the moment those four Kunai were about to strike Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, who was eating potato chips, suddenly looked up.

He grinned at Onikiri on the skylight.

"Seen enough?"

"If you've seen enough, come down and play."

Onikiri's pupils shrank violently.

Discovered?

How is that possible!

His Concealment Technique was something even a Martial King would find hard to detect!

The next second.

A sudden change occurred.

Around the previously empty living room, ten dazzling lights suddenly lit up.

"Do it!"

A loud shout rang out.

Qin Feng and the others appeared out of nowhere.

Each of them was holding a black box that had just been opened.

Boom!

Ten distinct but equally terrifying auras erupted simultaneously at this moment.

The four ninjas who had jumped down didn't even have time to react before being sent flying by this sudden spiritual energy storm.

Like hitting an invisible wall.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Four muffled thuds.

The four High-level Martial Master ninjas smashed heavily against the walls, their bones broken and tendons snapped, sliding down like limp mud.

They didn't even have time to scream.

Lin Fan brushed off the potato chip crumbs from his hands and slowly stood up.

"Welcome to the Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

"Guests who have come from afar."

"Your blind boxes have arrived."