93: Arriving in Beijiang City, the drama of the suffering church hidden in the dark begins

Condensing the second Immortal Particle.

His physique underwent another transformation.

His blood, thick as magma with wisps of golden light, surged through his blood vessels like a flood. His bones were crystal clear, and his marrow presented a golden, glazed liquid state. As his chest heaved with breath, terrifying power flowed through his muscles.

His power skyrocketed once more.

Breaking through six thousand points!

An ordinary person with 10 points of strength value possesses a limit thrust of 100KG.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan had over six thousand points of strength value. Under the triple blessing of the Exploding Star state, he burst out with a limit thrust exceeding 180 tons!!

Such a massive and terrifying force condensed between his palms, and the resulting torque was terrifyingly scary. The side of the air rail directly caved in, the wind pressure roared, and scorching, blazing waves of Qi continuously spread from Jiang Yuan's body!

"Ha ah!!"

Jiang Yuan roared angrily, and dazzling golden light shot from his eyes.

"Creak..."

Like a rocket booster operating at full throttle, in the most pure way, he actually managed to forcibly push the air rail, which was tilted at over sixty degrees, straight by a few degrees!

Zhang Wei was shocked to the point of dismay, but he quickly reined in his emotions and unleashed his innate skill.

Invisible Serpent.

"Whoosh..."

Accompanied by the howling of the violent wind,

countless air currents as thick as water buckets turned into ropes to bind the air rail, dragging it backward.

"Boom crack—"

The bottom of the air rail and the track frictioned violently, bursting out a large amount of sparks and electric flowers. Passengers screamed, but the speed of the air rail was also slowly decreasing.

After persisting for a while,

Shen Yi and other members of the Sixth Squad arrived.

With the assistance of several people, the air rail finally arrived safely at the Beijiang City terminal without any mishap.

The Beijiang City Patrol squad that received the notification only arrived at this moment, their speed lagging behind by more than a beat.

The passengers walked off the train unsteadily and with lingering fear. Some people held the hands of Gu San and others with tears streaming down their faces, expressing endless gratitude.

"Thank you, thank you...!!"

"Mom, where is the big brother who saved us?" a girl asked.

The girl's mother looked around, but failed to see that young figure.

If she could see him, she really wanted to express her thanks to him.

On the other side.

Inside the derailed carriage,

a young woman wearing a silver metal uniform that accentuated her proud figure came before Jiang Yuan and Zhang Wei.

"I am Li Mengzhu, captain of the Third Squad of the Beijiang City Patrol Division. Captain Zhang Wei, long time no see."

"Captain Li, long time no see."

Li Mengzhu looked around and asked, "What on earth happened?"

"As far as I know, it should be a premeditated assassination attempt from the Abyss Believers, and the target is him." Zhang Wei said, looking at Jiang Yuan.

Seeing Jiang Yuan, Li Mengzhu was stunned for a moment, then realization dawned on her. Pinching her chin, she said, "I see. A suicide attack targeting the newly minted top scorer... That is indeed the style of the Abyss Believers."

"Not just the Abyss Believers." Jiang Yuan said.

The two looked at him.

Jiang Yuan briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, mentioning the Puppet Master who called herself [Miss Puppet], and suspected that there was also the shadow of the Mechanical God Cult.

Upon learning that Jiang Yuan faced the encirclement and killing of a Tier 6 Puppet Master, a Tier 4 Esper, a Tier 4 Bloodthirsty Berserker, a Tier 4 Mage, and a Tier 3 Assassin, not only was he completely unharmed, but he even counter-killed four of them—

Li Mengzhu was immensely shocked, her pretty face filled with incomprehension.

Compared to her, Zhang Wei was obviously much calmer.

He had already witnessed it just now.

Zhang Wei said, "The Church of Suffering and the Mechanical God Cult... Even they made a move, and together with the Abyss Believers... This is troublesome. Since they are involved, we cannot simply sit idly by; we must inspect the passengers thoroughly once more."

"Not only that, to be able to investigate his itinerary and tracks, I'm afraid their people have also been planted inside our transportation System." Li Mengzhu's expression was ugly.

Jiang Yuan asked, "I've heard of the Mechanical God Cult, but this is the first time I've heard of the Church of Suffering. Are they very troublesome?"

"Troublesome, very troublesome!" Zhang Wei said in a heavy voice, "Unlike the Abyss Believers."

"They are cunning and insidious, full of schemes, hiding in the shadows. Their numbers are small, but every single one of them is a mid-to-high-tier transferred Martial Artist, and their strength is quite terrifying."

"The residential massacre event that occurred in Xiashan City three years ago was their doing. They played with human hearts, making all 2,800 people in the entire residential area kill each other, causing 1,837 residents to die within ten days, and the rest suffered mental breakdowns, needing to live in psychiatric hospitals for the rest of their lives."

"Currently, there are five registered members of the Church of Suffering, with code names respectively [Evil Judge], [Performer], [Dead Fist], [Miss Puppet], and [Crow Doctor]. Every single one of them is quite tricky. Our Patrol Division has investigated them for a long time, but still can't find a single clue."

"Be careful."

Li Mengzhu looked at Jiang Yuan and said, "Anyone targeted by the Church of Suffering rarely meets a good end. Either they fall into the vortex of suffering, swept away by one dangerous event after another, or the people around them fall into well-designed traps, bringing about one tragic ending after another."

"They regard suffering as a delicacy, holding red wine while standing high up to savor the tragic lives of others—they are just such a group of despicable and base fellows."

Thinking of Miss Puppet's parting words, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but worry about his parents and his aunt's family. He planned to let his mom and dad both stop going to work once he brought his mom back this time.

Without moving to a safe and guaranteed place, he simply couldn't rest easy.

"I will pay attention."

Jiang Yuan said, handing the still-fainting young girl Cao Xiaoyu to Li Mengzhu, "She suffered my spiritual shock, causing her spirit to be somewhat unstable. Please send her to the hospital for treatment."

Li Mengzhu nodded.

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Wei: "Captain Zhang, those casualties..."

Zhang Wei scratched his head and said, "There was also our negligence involved in this incident. Being able to keep the casualties under ten people is already a great blessing, thanks to you. Leave the matter of casualty compensation to the Patrol Division next."

He patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. You are not the one committing the crime, the criminals are."

Li Mengzhu nodded.

Jiang Yuan didn't say anything more.

Li Mengzhu asked about his purpose for coming to Beijiang City, and upon learning that he was going to the First Hospital, she said, "I'll take you there."

Zhang Wei also agreed, "With a captain of the Patrol Division accompanying you, those lunatics should also weigh things carefully."

Although Jiang Yuan felt that they had just experienced failure and wouldn't make a move against him temporarily, since someone was showing the way—and a mature beauty with an enviable figure at that—he saw no need to decline.

"Then I'll trouble Captain Li."

Inside an abandoned church in South River City,

a man wearing a black swallow-tailed coat stood on the stage, his slender ten fingers falling upon the air as if gracefully playing an invisible piano, and piano music truly echoed.

But that didn't come from an invisible piano, but rather from the corpses of dozens of male and female children nailed to the wall. The airflow passed through their pierced laryngeal bones, emitting an indescribable sound of the dead.

In the front row below sat a quietly listening audience, stroking the judge's wooden mallet in his hand.

In the third row was a doctor wearing a crow mask.

They were all invited to listen to this concert of death.

Of course,

they were also waiting for news.

"I'm back~!"

The crisp girl's voice interrupted the performance of the concert.

A girl wearing a red Lolita dress crawled out from the body of a doll in the corner, her figure transforming from illusory to substantial.

"Welcome back, how did it go?" the judge-like man asked, his voice gentle and melodious.

"It failed. He is much stronger than we imagined."

"Is that so? Within expectations. After all, he is someone who can make a king-level lord that furious. Even I heard the angry echo of the [Yin Lord] spreading across the abyss," the Evil Judge laughed, "It's simply like a dragon whose beloved Treasure Trove was stolen by an ant."

"If we can plunge him into despair, it must be a grand feast," the Performer laughed.

"That taste must be great; my saliva is about to flow just thinking about it." The girl covered her mouth, her smile distorted as she said, "What should we do next? Do you want me to go and contact the people around him?"

"No need." The Evil Judge looked at the crow-masked man in the third row and smiled, "Doctor, are you ready?"

"It has long been completed."

"Then let our grand performance begin ahead of time."