Chapter 1594
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Chapter 1594 Name
Great Summer Border.
A gray streak of light crossed the wall of mist, flying straight toward Great Summer.
“Foreign god aura detected!!” The night watchmen in the rebuilt Chennan Pass, constantly monitoring the misty border, discovered the light stream and immediately sounded the alarm, reporting the situation to the temporary command post.
As the piercing alarm sounded, everyone at Chennan Pass changed expression and rushed to their posts. Simultaneously, a powerful divine energy wave erupted from within Chennan Pass!
Nezha, riding his Wind Fire Wheels and wielding his Fire-tipped Spear, rose roaring from above the sea, watching the rapidly approaching gray figure with furrowed brows.
Since the great battle at Chennan Pass, this border had remained in a silent state with no other foreign gods invading. After all, besides the Cthulhu pantheon, few beings could threaten Great Summer now. Nevertheless, as a precaution, the Celestial Court had stationed a Great Summer deity at each pass.
“Just one?” Nezha asked gravely.
“That’s right.” Guan Zai flew up from within Chennan Pass, pulling down the brim of his baseball cap. “But it’s a major deity coming, with an extremely terrifying aura. Should be among the top tier of major gods.”
“Hmph, doesn’t matter who it is.”
Nezha brandished his Fire-tipped Spear, rushing toward the gray light stream. The aura emanating from that light was stronger than his own, even reaching Sun Wukong’s level. However, as long as it was below the Supreme, Nezha was confident he could intercept and delay until other Great Summer deities arrived.
“What petty intruder dares to invade my Great Summer?!”
A dazzling ball of fire cut through the sky, precisely blocking the gray shadow’s path. Nezha’s figure emerged from the flames, emanating murderous intent.
Before him, a gray figure with six wings on its back slowly took shape.
Upon seeing the person’s face, Nezha was momentarily stunned.
“It’s you?”
Nezha’s memory was quite good. After the previous battle at Kunlun Mountain, he had taken Lin Qiye’s teammates to the Celestial Court to see him. The gray angel radiating a major deity’s aura before him was one of those young people.
“Senior Nezha.” Shen Qingzhu cupped his hands in greeting. “I am Shen Qingzhu from [Nightfall] Squad. We’ve met before.”
“Shen Qingzhu???”
Guan Zai, who had arrived right after, also showed shock upon seeing him!
“How did you become…” Guan Zai stopped mid-sentence, as if realizing something. “You really absorbed the Hell Origin and returned?!”
During the period when Shen Qingzhu first disappeared, Lin Qiye and others had asked the Great Summer deities to search for him. His disappearance was no secret. Now, seeing the six wings behind him and his aura, Guan Zai immediately understood what had happened.
“That’s right.” Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly. “Senior Guan Zai, may I ask where [Nightfall] is now?”
Guan Zai and Nezha exchanged glances, both falling silent.
Noticing the change in their expressions, Shen Qingzhu’s heart sank, his face becoming more solemn.
“Is [Nightfall]… alright?”
“Sigh…”
…
Night Watchmen Headquarters.
The silver elevator continued descending. As the screen displayed the number for the seventh underground floor, the heavy elevator doors slowly opened.
Zuo Qing, wearing a dark red cloak, walked at the front, followed closely by Lin Qiye in his patient gown, and behind them was the visibly disgruntled Wu Quan.
Dr. Li naturally wouldn’t stop Lin Qiye from coming to the Night Watchmen Headquarters, as Lin Qiye having things he wanted to do was beneficial for his “mental barrier” – it meant he was gradually trying to move forward… Since Dr. Li wouldn’t easily leave the Sunshine Mental Hospital, he assigned Wu Quan to closely attend to Lin Qiye.
The three passed through a dim corridor. As Zuo Qing opened a tall metal door with his fingerprint, the space before them suddenly opened up.
This was a vast underground space, at least six stories high. In the center of this space stood a towering black stone monument, standing firm like a massive straight knife stabbed into the ground.
Near the underground space, black stairs spiraled upward, extending all the way to the top of the stone monument, ensuring that characters in any direction and at any angle on the monument could be clearly seen.
The moment he saw this monument, Lin Qiye’s cloudy eyes slightly contracted.
Though he had been to the Night Watchmen Headquarters more than once, he had never entered this place. The headquarters had only seven underground floors in total, yet six of them were dedicated to housing this monument. Standing at the foot of this magnificent stone, they seemed as insignificant as ants.
Wu Quan looked up at the monument, his face also full of shock.
“Are all these names of Night Watchmen?” Wu Quan touched the surface of the monument, where densely packed names were carved in an orderly fashion. Each character was about the size of two thumbnails, neat and sharp, containing an edge.
“Yes, but not entirely.” Zuo Qing looked up at the monument and slowly spoke. “The names carved on this monument are not just Night Watchmen, but also members of the former Special Action Group 139, and members of the even older Demon Suppression Bureau.
During the Han Dynasty, Champion Marquis Huo Qubing established the Demon Suppression Bureau and retrieved a huge stone from the East Sea Abyss. At a friend’s suggestion, he had the names of all members of the Demon Suppression Bureau engraved on it, to symbolize immortality…
After that, dynasties changed, but the Demon Suppression Bureau continued to exist until the end of the feudal era. When the mist descended, it transformed into Special Action Group 139, and then later, the Night Watchmen.”
Zuo Qing’s fingertips traced over the names on the monument, his expression somewhat complex. “To date, this monument has recorded 17,931 members of the Demon Suppression Bureau, 98 members of Special Action Group 139, and 11,079 Night Watchmen.”
“Wait… that doesn’t add up. The Demon Suppression Bureau was established in the Han Dynasty, right? That’s over two thousand years ago, yet only seventeen thousand people? The Night Watchmen have only a hundred-year history but over eleven thousand people?” Wu Quan frowned.
“In ancient times, transportation was difficult and information was scarce. Even when ‘mysteries’ appeared, they wouldn’t cause too much impact. Besides, that era had Great Summer deities and celestial soldiers stationed. If large numbers of ‘mysteries’ erupted, they would handle it, so the Demon Suppression Bureau always had very few members over the years.
In contrast, though the Night Watchmen have only a hundred-year history, Great Summer’s population has rapidly increased, and without Great Summer deities stationed, the more Night Watchmen, the better.”
Wu Quan nodded slightly.
The group walked up the spiral staircase to the top of the monument. At the very top, three bold, flowing characters shone brilliantly under the light. Though written in official script, their meaning could still be discerned:
—Huo Qubing.
Lin Qiye looked down from Huo Qubing’s name. The second was “Gongyang Wan,” followed by “Zhan Yuwu,” “Yan Zhong,” “Jiang Songqing”… These names carved on the monument were just names. In this era, no one knew what heavy, magnificent stories were hidden behind these ancient names.
Lin Qiye shifted his gaze from these names and asked:
“Where are the names of the special squads?”
