114: The warden's greeting gift: a monster army that doesn't fight back!

The guard gasped for air, trying to articulate his words more clearly.

"Supervisor Lin, Officer Su! It's true!"

"In the Abyss of Suppressing Prison, all the monsters that were still active have… have all stopped!"

"They're like they've lost their souls; they don't attack, they don't resist. Our people cut them with knives, and they don't even dodge!"

The guard's voice was a little sharp from excitement.

"Then, they all started walking… no, shuffling! Towards the deepest part of the Abyss of Suppressing Prison!"

"It's like they're… on a pilgrimage!"

A pilgrimage?

Lin Yuan stroked his chin.

That word was used quite spiritually.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on the humanoid crater that was still smoking.

Wei Zheng lay like a heap of mud, unmoving, only the faint rise and fall of his chest proving he was still alive.

Lin Yuan slowly walked over, stood at the edge of the pit, and looked down.

He lifted his foot and gently kicked.

A few pebbles and some dirt fell onto Wei Zheng's face, which was swollen like a pig's head.

"Hey."

"Captain Wei?"

"Wake up, time to get reimbursed."

The person in the pit showed no reaction.

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue, a little disappointed.

He looked up at the two Kunlun Branch Bureau elites who were trembling in the corner.

The two had just thawed from their frozen state, soaking wet, their lips purple with cold, and they looked at Su Wanqing with terror.

When Lin Yuan's gaze swept over them, they shivered violently as if electrocuted.

"You two."

Lin Yuan's voice carried a commanding tone.

"Either go gather all the men you brought and prepare to work right now."

He paused, then ground his foot into the dirt at the edge of the pit.

"Or, go down and chat with your captain."

"Choose one."

Blatant threat!

One of the slightly older elites glanced at Wei Zheng, whose life or death was unknown in the pit.

Then he looked at Lin Yuan's "kind" face, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"We… we'll go gather the team!"

He practically yelled it out.

Having said that, he dragged his already terrified companion and scrambled out of the Kunlun Pavilion.

Are you kidding me!

Go down and chat with the captain?

What's the difference between that and going straight to reincarnation!

This guy named Lin Yuan is simply a lunatic!

Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

See, if everyone talks nicely, can't we all reach a consensus?

He then looked at Qin Hai, who was standing beside him.

"Clan Chief Qin."

"Here! Here! Supervisor Lin, please give your orders!"

Qin Hai jolted, bending even lower at the waist.

"You too," Lin Yuan waved his hand, "Gather all the combat personnel of the Qin Family who can still breathe."

"We're going… to have a group fight."

Qin Hai was stunned.

A group fight?

With whom?

"Supervisor Lin, do you mean… going to the Abyss of Suppressing Prison?" Qin Hai asked, "But those monsters…"

"Targets that don't fight back, it's a waste not to hit them," Lin Yuan's logic was simple and crude.

"It's a good opportunity for you, the newly appointed Clan Chief, to establish your authority, and it also serves as training for your Qin Family."

He grinned.

"Consider this my Supervising Officer's welcome gift to you."

Qin Hai's heart tightened, then he was overcome with wild joy.

This was no mere welcome gift!

This was clearly a monumental achievement!

Under the "supervision" of the Dragon Shield Bureau, actively clearing out abyss creatures—what a great opportunity to prove oneself!

"Yes! I'll go at once!"

Qin Hai bowed deeply and turned to leave.

Soon.

In the plaza of the Qin Family Fortress, two groups of people had assembled.

On one side were the Qin Family Guards led by Qin Hai; although all were wounded, their morale was high.

On the other side were members of the Kunlun Branch Bureau, standing reluctantly under the scolding of their two temporary leaders.

Lin Yuan and Su Wanqing walked to the front of the team.

"Depart."

Lin Yuan only said two words.

The large contingent began to march mightily towards the Abyss of Suppressing Prison.

Su Wanqing walked beside Lin Yuan, watching his naturally commanding demeanor, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

This guy… he still looked as nonchalant as ever, but unknowingly, he had become the backbone of everyone.

From a "sickly" colleague who needed her protection, he had grown into an existence who could casually handle even B-rank Experts.

How long had it been?

...Meanwhile.

Deep in the grasslands of the Abyss of Suppressing Prison.

Countless monsters of various forms were forming a torrent, slowly moving towards the deeper parts.

Their eyes were hollow, their movements stiff, like controlled puppets.

At the very front of this monstrous torrent were three figures that stood out from the monsters.

They were also wearing black combat suits, and on their chests, an eye emblem entwined with thorns was embroidered.

Apocalypse Society!

"Hurry up! These wastes are too slow!"

The leading man's tone was full of impatience.

He looked back at the endless line of monsters, growling in annoyance.

"The captain said we must drive all these 'sacrifices' deep before the main force of those Dragon Shield Bureau flies arrives!"

"Understood, Black Crow," a relatively thin man next to him said, "But these things have already been polluted once, and their mental cores are very fragile; pushing them further will cause them to collapse."

"Hmph, a bunch of defective products, let them collapse if they collapse!" The man called Black Crow snorted coldly.

"Shut up!"

The third person, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"The life signals of White Owl and Black Bird disappeared a while ago."

"What?" Black Crow and the thin man were simultaneously startled.

"The enemy… might have already arrived."

"Impossible!" Black Crow flatly denied, "Among those Qin Family wastes, there's no one who could find them, let alone kill them!"

"Even if that Lin Yuan was seriously injured in the fight with Qin Shan, how could he recover so quickly?"

The thin man also frowned: "Could it be some long-range weapon from the Dragon Shield Bureau?"

"Stay alert," the Hoarse Man did not argue further, merely issuing a warning.

Although Black Crow was dismissive, he still scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

Just then.

The leading man suddenly turned his head, staring intently at the rear of the group.

"Who's there!"

He let out a sharp cry!

The monster torrent showed a slight pause and commotion because of his voice.

Black Crow and the thin man immediately adopted a fighting stance, looking back in the direction of his gaze.

At the rear of the group, there was nothing but a dense mass of monsters.

"Hey, are you being too nervous?" Black Crow said with some dissatisfaction.

However.

The Hoarse Man ignored him.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"No, that's not right!"

He realized something, his eyes suddenly narrowing!

"Get out of the way—!!!" he roared with all his might!