Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 592 Escape (Request for Subscription)

Pei Yan turned to look at Samikina after Dieterma's response, speaking meaningfully, "Mr. Samikina, did you see that? They're saying you were just using a borrowed knife to kill."

"Dieterma, stop trying to deceive! Mr. Shitang has already seen through everything! No grudges? Where is Little Friedrich? Get him out here!" Samikina flew forward and coldly demanded.

"What Little Friedrich? I don't know what you're talking about!" Dieterma gritted his teeth and flatly denied, fortunate that this time Little Friedrich had followed in secret and hadn't revealed his whereabouts to everyone, giving him some leeway now.

Seeing his stubborn denial, Samikina snorted coldly, "Dieterma, does your denial matter? Mixing him among the soldiers and thinking it's flawless, can you hide it from the other emissaries traveling with us? Shall I call him out for confrontation? Although the boy's father resisted rescuing the Star Lord for selfish reasons and was killed by us as a last resort, out of the same clan's feelings, I didn't expose and annihilate him immediately! Who would have thought that a moment of mercy would lead to today's disaster, where the boy, out of personal vendetta, disregards our clan's future to sabotage the alliance between the two races; his heart is evil, and his sins deserve death!"

"You're spewing blood! Every one of you running from my camp to your side are true noble lineage, whatever they say is under your control, do you have any real evidence proving he's in my camp? Without evidence, surrounding our camp is a deliberate provocation, despising the emissary, and disrespecting the Demon God's dignity!" A high-ranking Demon Race entity behind Dieterma retorted.

"What if there's evidence or no evidence?" Pei Yan raised his hands as he spoke, two masses of air inflating and contracting continuously in his hands, then he raised his head to look at the opponent with disdain, "Some things only need suspicion to take action. Today, if I flatten this camp, what can you do to me!"

"Arrogant! Samikina, does your family and you just let him act wildly?" Dieterma roared furiously when he heard the words.

Samikina remained indifferent to his attitude and said calmly, "Today, Mr. Shitang and I stand together! His will is the will of our two great families, and the enemy pointed by his sword is the enemy of our two families!"

"This is rebellion! Rebellion! It's over! It's over! Samikina, don't think you can cover the sky with just one hand. Everything that happens here today will be reported back to the Holy City, even if we die, don't think you all can escape the punishment of the Demon God!" Pushed to the brink, Dieterma abandoned the last bit of cowardice in his heart and accused hysterically.

Boom! Boom! Boom! As soon as his voice fell, a series of explosions came from the camp behind him. Dieterma, who was mentally highly tense, suddenly turned back to look, only to see a thick smoke rise from the back of the camp, with a dozen figures rushing through the smoke and dust.

"Didn't you want evidence? Here it comes! I hope when you see him, you can withstand my uncontrollable wrath!" Pei Yan's voice, filled with killing intent and cold as ice, penetrated into the ears of everyone present.

Earlier, before Pei Yan launched the flag-cutting action, through the best route chosen by nanodrones, aided by Zhao Yuanhu's stealth field, Ye Ruozai and his team successfully found their way to the basement where Jiang Feiyang was held. They arrived just as Little Friedrich was notified to leave, and through lenses equipped by Pei Yan, the rescue team easily figured out everyone's position inside.

On the way, the team had already prepared multiple plans and each member had a clear division of labor. They all looked towards the mission commander Ye Ruozai, waiting for his orders, but Ye Ruozai wasn't eager to take action and continued to observe the situation inside, waiting for the right opportunity to arise.

The first thunderous sound rang out as Pei Yan launched the flag-cutting attack. The personnel guarding the prison looked at each other in confusion, and as the sound of the challenge echoed throughout the town, the people inside the room immediately became tense. One executioner, ordered by Little Friedrich to kill Jiang Feiyang if necessary, had his dagger trembling a bit as it pressed against his throat.

The second thunderous sound exploded, followed by the sound of the Demon Race army's overwhelming battle cry. The people in the dungeon were clearly stunned by the sudden show of force. Seeing this, Ye Ruozai decisively commanded, "Take action!"

As soon as the command was given, the prepared Xue Buli was the first to respond. As Zheng Jiaru punched through the wall, countless vines erupted inside the house, locking onto each Demon Race entity and sweeping towards them.

The executioner whom Little Friedrich had high hopes for reacted swiftly as well; the instant the wall shattered, he sensed something was wrong. Flipping his dagger in hand, he aimed to stab it into Jiang Feiyang's throat, but at that moment, he found his body as if it was being controlled by someone else, his hand holding the dagger suspended in mid-air, unable to move an inch further.

Boom! A repulsing force came through, blasting his body, immobilized by Su Xiang with a paper doll, away. Before he could crash into the wall beside him, a figure emerged from the void, and countless bloodthirsty eels sprayed out, wrapping him completely. The poor guy couldn't even let out a scream before he was drained dry.

Another Demon Race member, who was closest to Jiang Feiyang, saw his companion fail, immediately shifted to a vapor form, broke free from the vine's grip, and darted to Jiang Feiyang's front, recovering solid form and drawing a Longsword, slashing down. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned; the sword could not pierce the prisoner's neck. A black wolf, emerging from who knows where, clamped onto the sword's tip, veering its direction.

The longsword could not be retracted, and a fierce wind blew from behind. The Demon Race member knew something was wrong and shouted, "Crystallization!"

Snap! The sound of crystallization shattering and bones breaking came. Zheng Jiaru snapped the person's neck as if twisting a chick's, not bothering to look as the body fell to the side. He walked to the prison chair, looking at Jiang Feiyang's miserable state, sighing, "Brother, the character 'lust' is like a knife above your head, huh. You've suffered!" After speaking, he turned his hand into a blade and hacked at the shackles on the chair. After a few strikes, the shackles broke, and Wang Wenze stepped forward to support the wobbling Jiang Feiyang with concern, "Old Jiang, how are you holding up? Need some time to recover from your injuries?"

"No, just take me to Pei Zi like this. I need a perfect reason for revenge for him and myself." Jiang Feiyang said, raising his face, battered and deformed. His swollen and bruised eyes revealed boundless hatred. Although others might not understand, Wang Wenze, who had been his roommate from the start, knew very well. This seemingly optimistic and friendly fat guy, when it came to ruthlessness, even Pei Yan had to give him leeway; any foe categorized by him inevitably met their demise through his scheming. It was his juvenile, mischievous way that landed him among the top three members of the Three Pristine Department, who least wanted to clean up his mess.

Now that he's been ambushed to such a degree, even if he can't avenge himself, he would certainly encourage Pei Yan to fulfill his goal. Dieterma and Little Friedrich, these two fools, have definitely provoked a fierce star.