The moment the call ended, the entire dispatch department sprang into action.

"Quick! Check if there are any investigators near Dinghao Residential Area! Send immediate backup notices to Dinghao Residential Area!!!"

"Issue emergency alerts immediately! Notify investigators from nearby Anhong District, Luding District, and Taishi District in Baofan Area to head there at once!!"

"Inform the cleanup team to head to Dinghao Residential Area immediately! Ensure no monsters escape - complete eradication is mandatory!!"

"Activate satellite surveillance, communication jamming, internet monitoring, roadblocks, and emergency coordination protocols!!"

"Have local authorities trigger earthquake warnings and prepare seismographs."

Downtown areas required much stricter protocols than other locations.

When phenomena like dimensional overlaps occurred in places like Dinghao Residential Area, protecting civilian lives and property became the absolute priority.

Road closures were essential, while internet monitoring prevented dimensional breach information from leaking online.

The seismographs and earthquake warnings served as post-operation cover.

Should casualties occur, natural disasters provided the most plausible explanation.

The state would provide comprehensive compensation through various channels.

The 749 Bureau moved with lightning speed.

Lu Ding couldn't afford to slow down either.

Over a hundred human-replacing monsters swarmed through the building's floors.

Lu Ding stood guard at apartment 1911's entrance, unleashing full firepower - his slash attacks mowed down charging monsters like a harvester through wheat.

The sheer force of his strikes left deep gashes across the hallway walls, floor, and ceiling outside 1911.

Yet the external threats weren't the most dangerous - the real menace came from within the overlapping dimension.

Dimensional overlaps required time to fully manifest when occurring unconsciously.

Until complete synchronization, the ancient ghosts trapped inside could only emerge through 1911's bedroom wardrobe portal.

Lu Ding simultaneously slaughtered incoming monsters while blocking entities trying to exit the dimensional rift.

He showed no discrimination - one head popping up meant one decapitation, two meant a double kill. Like the god of war himself, he camped the spawn point for endless slaughter.

BAM!!!

A powerful kick sent a ghost flying.

The spectral creature had barely survived countless slashes to reach Lu Ding, only to get punted through the wall into apartment 1910 before launching any attack.

The unit's original occupants had long transformed into monsters Lu Ding already exterminated.

Corpses piled around him, minced flesh carpeted the floor, blood flowed like rivers.

Lu Ding hovered above the carnage.

Arms extended at his sides, he radiated overwhelming presence - a battlefield sovereign standing invincible.

Completely controlling the situation with effortless dominance and arrogant confidence.

The hallway slaughter concluded with Lu Ding's slashes cutting through remaining monsters like hot knives through butter, without the slightest resistance.

Only the dimensional rift's ghosts remained.

Lu Ding taunted from his choke point: "Come on! Charge again!!!"

With the dimensional overlap incomplete, his mission was trapping and exterminating these entities before they could emerge.

The dimensional monsters hesitated momentarily.

But these were vicious spirits forged through countless battles - creatures who had already died once.

Death held no terror for them.

A half-rotted monster in heavy armor stood among the spectral ranks, glimpses of bone visible beneath its plating.

It rasped orders in a gravelly voice: "Shield wall advance! Spears second rank! Axes third line!!!"

Ghostly shieldbearers formed phalanxes, rusted spearheads protruding between gaps, while others raised cleavers overhead.

A military formation worthy of elite mortal troops.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The shield wall advanced methodically, each step shaking the ground with terrifying momentum.

Lu Ding remained unfazed, his gaze locked on the armored ghost commander.

"So you're the officer here."

"Loose!" the armored ghost barked.

Spears flew from behind shields with frightening velocity straight at Lu Ding.

Glancing at the wardrobe portal behind him, Lu Ding shook his head slightly.

Forget blocking - slaughtering them would be simpler.

He summoned howling winds with a raised hand, deflecting the spear volley.

His Wind-Fixing Art served more than flight - it could conjure gales to enhance his aerial speed.

Lu Ding accelerated to maximum velocity.

Streaking into the dimensional rift, a spectral flying bear materialized behind him as he smashed into the ghostly formation.

Shock and awe!

The monstrous flying bear projection carried Lu Ding through the spectral ranks, pulverizing these once-elite warrior ghosts.

Casual strikes from Lu Ding shattered shieldbearers and their barriers alike, spraying gore in all directions.

A single horizontal slash cleared ten meters of enemies like harvesting wheat.

Two ghostly shieldbearers formed a platform for their commander, who leaped up wielding a spiked bronze warhammer, his tiger-engraved armor clanking as he executed a mountain-splitting overhead smash aimed at Lu Ding's skull.

"However fierce you are, you'll just become another soul beneath my hammer!!!"

BAM!!!

The armored ghost's face twisted in shock.

Lu Ding simultaneously caught the spear thrust at his chest and blocked the hammer strike with his other hand, showing no strain whatsoever.

"Loud mouth, weak arms! Come back after a few more lifetimes of training!"

Both hands clenched simultaneously - the spear shattered, the hammer exploded.

The flying bear phantom roared, unleashing shockwaves infused with spiritual energy that scoured the armored ghost into nothingness - armor fracturing, flesh disintegrating, bones powderizing.

The spectral bear's sweeping attacks sent dismembered limbs flying everywhere.

[Contained Entity: Hammerghost Chieftain]

[Containment Reward: Thunderous Heartbeat Drum]

[Thunderous Heartbeat Drum: Transform energy into hammers, flesh into drums. Can shatter internal organs through resonant vibrations or temper the body by drumbeat cultivation.]

Historical military records described how certain dynasties' armies would gather annually around massive drums taller than men. Soldiers wielding hundred-pound mallets could earn silver for ten strikes, join commanders' retinues for twenty.

Fifty strikes qualified one as Drum Captain - battlefield signal officers.

This was no safe ceremonial position - only the most formidable warriors could handle both the drumming and protecting the drums, similar to banner guard units though less elite.

The Hammerghost Chieftain manifested from such a brutal drum-soldier's afterlife.

Finally, a worthy reward.

Eager to test his new technique, Lu Ding immediately channeled energy - transforming it into a hammer strike against his own body. BOOM!!!

The dull drumbeat generated visible shockwaves that detonated charging ghosts in waves, painting the air with gory mist.

When Fang Du - who had burst through his human disguise - came crashing back through 1911's shattered window, he found only dismembered corpses and carnage.

Every single ghost soldier he'd deployed had been utterly annihilated.