Full-Time Public Enemy

Twelve Saints stood together, holding hands. Their spiritual fluctuations merged, mutually amplifying and growing stronger.

A visible, deep blue energy wave spread out from them as the center, continuously expanding and washing over their surroundings.

The forest behind them seemed to be swept by relentless gusts of wind, its branches and leaves rustling loudly.

The horses pulling the carts neighed miserably and fled in panic. One of them crashed into a large tree and fell to the ground, convulsing.

Meanwhile, from both sides of the path behind Chen Gu and his group, a large crowd of long-headed people burst out. They were not only numerous but also all psychics. They held spiritual power muskets, even more refined than the Cyclops's dual pistols, their dark muzzles pointed at the group, cutting off their retreat.

To Colin and the others, such overwhelming force was enough to overthrow any city-state in this world; using it against these 'demons' seemed like overkill. However, to ensure a victorious start, the Saints' Council still spared no effort in gathering almost all of its power.

Chen Gu found the situation quite amusing. He simply crossed his arms and stood aside to watch the show unfold, pulling Chu Zheng, who was itching to get involved, behind him. "With so many powerhouses here," he said, "there's no need for us to get involved."

Chen Jixian was quite satisfied with the situation before him. He twisted his neck and, with a thought, issued a command. The "Biochemical Muscle Suit" encasing his body hissed as it automatically detached.

Colin sneered, "So this is the true face of devils, eh? Much weaker than us!"

Chen Jixian had been impatient for days. The Bureau of Mystic Security really wasn't the right fit for him, especially not special operative tasks. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

He was always one to act rather than talk. After waiting for so long and finally finding his mission target, he reached out. A ball of light gathered in his palm, quickly spinning and transforming into a war hammer.

Chen Gu watched with envy. This unfilial son! You make excuses when I ask you to forge a weapon for me, even trying to pocket the precious materials I risked my life for. Yet, you prepared one for yourself the moment you were promoted!

This war hammer was far more powerful than his previous one.

Chen Jixian displayed no fancy skills. He strode forward, raised the war hammer high, and aimed at the twelve Saints' interconnected spiritual power wave. Then, with a thunderous slam, he brought it down.

BOOM—

The nearby mountains seemed to tremble. The ground undulated like ripples on water. The amplified spiritual power connection between the Saints shattered instantly under the attack of the Sixth Energy Level Abyssal Blacksmith, and large swathes of deep blue spiritual power roared out into the surroundings.

The unlucky ones weren't the special operations team members but the long-headed people behind them. They were swept up by the residual waves of spiritual power. One by one, they crumpled in agony, clutching their heads, some even screaming as they rolled on the ground.

As the hammer fell, the twelve Saints simultaneously sprayed blood from their nostrils, their eyes turning bloodshot. They slumped to the ground, disfigured and limp. A few already had twisted mouths and slanted eyes—it was doubtful if they retained any consciousness.

Colin was the toughest of them all. He managed to remain standing, glaring at Chen Jixian with gritted teeth for a long, long time before reluctantly sputtering, "How... how can it be... like this..."

Chen Gu sneered. Young man, you really know nothing about power.

Gong Shuxu emerged from behind them, sighed softly, and asked, "Was all this necessary?"

It was such a simple sentence, yet it instantly triggered an intense resonance among all the long-headed people present. Those suffering on the ground behind them immediately felt: Yes, why did it have to come to this? They were demanding ores from us, but they hadn't mistreated us. Why did we have to resort to armed confrontation? Freedom? Dignity? Those are all illusions. Are they really worth such a high price?

Gong Shuxu had already opened a communication channel and said to Marcus, "Send over a batch of restraining devices."

The restraining devices could incapacitate practitioners, so naturally, they would have no issue subduing these psychics.

The unmanned aircraft arrived in just a few minutes. Under the shocked gazes of the long-headed people, Joseph and a few others retrieved restraining devices from the aircraft and shackled all of them.