Just as Zhu Haomiao was contemplating whether to immediately return to reality to comfort his pet, a small white head peeked out from a nearby nook, surreptitiously observing from the shadows.

    "Squeak~"

    Hearing that familiar sound, Zhu Haomiao turned his head and let out a long sigh of relief.

    "When did you run off?"

    He picked up Diao Chan for a thorough inspection, and it turned out this little guy was not only unscathed but didn''t even have a speck of dust on its snow-white fur, starkly contrasting the desolate battlefield around.

    After a brief moment of anxiety, Zhu Haomiao calmed down, stroking Diao Chan''s silky fur with suspicion, squinting his eyes.

    Could this guy have an instinct for seeking fortune and avoiding calamity?

    Sensing danger, evading in advance, and coming out again once everything is calm...

    Crucially, its actions were so stealthy that even he hadn''t noticed exactly when it left or how it appeared again!

    Suddenly, as Zhu Haomiao was lost in thought, he felt a tingling sensation. Looking down, he saw Diao Chan was tenderly licking his wounds, and the crystal-clear saliva applied to the overturned flesh brought a refreshing coolness.

    The burning pain abruptly dissipated, and Zhu Haomiao could feel the wounds licked by Diao Chan healing and repairing several times faster. sea??h thё N?velFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Unfortunately, the little guy, who was only the size of a palm, could only manage to lick all the wounds on the hand, which was hardly enough.

    "Enough, no more licking. Do you want to give me a bath too?"

    He chuckled and ruffled Diao Chan''s little head, then looked up at the sparsely starry sky with a cold middle finger.

    Even though he knew the Heavenly Dao Will couldn''t constantly monitor him, he still hated the feeling of being watched!

    [Sloth]!

    With a thought, the intangible Authority transformed into gray-white threads condensing from the void, wrapping the young man layer by layer, concealing his information from the conceptual level.

    A gold light emerged from the [Book of Black], sealing and settling the vast amount of attribute energy deep within his spirit and body.

    After the Double pupation, Zhu Haomiao adjusted to his suddenly weakened body and stepped forward, darting silently toward the Shanghai docks like a ghostly shadow.

    Shortly after he left, the first group who became aware of the commotion arrived at the scene.

    Unaware that he had brushed past the mastermind on the road, Sherlock Worth looked at the hill formed by molten flesh and steel, swallowing dryly.

    Glancing around, the pitted terrain within a kilometer radius didn''t seem Earthly; it resembled the surface of the Moon!

    Looking at this devastating battlefield, Sherlock Worth crouched down, picked up a pinch of fine dust with his fingers, and gently rubbed it, his heart overwhelmed like a tumultuous sea.

    The mere dissipated energy had pulverized such a large area of soil and rocks; this destructive power far exceeded that of a normal dominant Transcendent!

    At least, someone like him, who wasn''t known for destructive power, couldn''t achieve such an exaggerated effect...

    Just as Sherlock Worth was pondering deeply, a petite, feather-light figure landed on the battlefield beside him, gazing up at the mountain of bodies forged from steel and flesh.

    "Mr. Gabriel."

    Sherlock Worth forced a bitter smile, respectfully saluting the girl.

    "Hmm, what''s the situation?"

    "I don''t know either, it feels like Ultraman and Godzilla fought here."

    "Can you trace the culprit through cause and effect?"

    "No, I can''t sense any ''clue,'' all I see is a gray and foggy mist."

    Upon hearing this, Gabriel remained silent, his golden eyes reflecting a solemn, holy light, and after a look around, his eyebrows knit together.

    "This was a sacrifice."

    "Offering pain, blood, slaughter, and destruction to please an indescribable twisted Evil God!"

    "But… who could consider the Round Table Knights as a sacrifice? Their leader was a Child of Destiny!"

    Through the slightly melted and warped armor pattern, Gabriel recognized the identity of the deceased, frowning even more deeply.

    Hearing these words, Sherlock Worth''s heart skipped a beat.

    "I heard they were investigating the culprit of the [Blood-colored Banquet], could it be they went too far and angered the [Dragon], which led to their slaughter?"

    "Angered the [Dragon]? What did these Round Table Knights do?"

    Hearing Gabriel''s questioning, Sherlock Worth pursed his lips with a troubled tone.

    "I''m not entirely sure, I only heard their law enforcement was extremely brutal, causing numerous wrongful deaths."

    "Numerous?!"

    Stared at by Gabriel''s oppressive gaze, Sherlock Worth sighed deeply.

    "The exact number is hard to estimate, but from what I know, these native Round Table Knights never regarded people of color as equals, their methods are probably comparable to the extremists."

    In an instant, understanding the implication of Sherlock Worth''s words, Gabriel''s breath hitched.

    "Wait, are you saying the Evil God we''ve been chasing after is actually aligned with the [Dragon]?!"

    With this new line of thought, Gabriel suddenly recalled something.

    "No wonder last time you said these people brought about their own doom, you were implying to me back then?!"

    Upon hearing this, Sherlock Worth could only offer a wry smile.

    "It was just my personal speculation, I didn''t dare to intrude upon your judgment."

    But Gabriel had already fully grasped the situation, the cold indifference in his golden eyes now showing a flash of human-like anger.

    "No wonder every time I go to the [Yanhuang Armory], the person in charge there always gives me the run-around!"

    "No wonder they are unmoved by traces of the Evil God near their base!"

    "No wonder so many Evil Gods have taken a sudden interest in this world!"

    "It turns out they were behind it all!"

    For the first time seeing the great Blazing Angel display emotions matching their youthful appearance, a flicker of astonishment passed through Sherlock Worth''s eyes, then he fearfully lowered his head, focusing his gaze inward.

    After some time, Gabriel finally suppressed his anger, blinking with doubt.

    "Wait a minute, there are many bizarre beings among the Chinese Gods, but one this bizarre…"

    Glancing at the mountain of corpses forged from steel and flesh, Gabriel murmured in confusion.

    "Could it be the Warlord Chi You?"

    "But even Chi You''s Divinity isn''t this twisted…"

    "Moreover, apart from such a savage and bloodthirsty Divinity, there are other Hell Lord-level auras…"

    Hearing Gabriel muttering to himself, Sherlock Worth hesitated momentarily before speaking up.

    "Um… sir, do we still want to continue the investigation?"

    Let it go, sir! Uncovering anything will lead to an unbecoming situation!

    Yet, without realizing Sherlock Worth''s considerate concerns, the stunningly beautiful girl hesitated for a moment before making a firm decision.

    "Investigate! Keep investigating! I want to see who exactly is pulling strings in the dark!"

    His brow twitched, Sherlock Worth hesitated as if wanting to say more, but ultimately all his words condensed into a sigh of helpless resignation.

    "Your will."