Chapter 184

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Chapter 184: Life and Death Saint

Bai Yan had been thinking carefully about something.

Why did Merete Chambers ask him to come and save her?

In truth, the witch had no real reason to involve him. Even if the Saint of the Church of Ruins destroyed the Demon Hunt Agency, it wouldn’t endanger them.

After much contemplation, Bai Yan arrived at one intriguing answer: perhaps this was Merete Chambers’ way of getting closer to him.

Now, at this desperate moment, the witch found herself in a situation where, if left alone, she would die a very miserable death.

In the Deep Blue World, everything and everyone had fallen into absolute stillness.

Although it lasted only five seconds, for Bai Yan, who currently had “Power Possession” over “Nightsaber,” it was more than enough to do what needed to be done.

He calmly walked up to Merete Chambers, his finger gently brushing against the ice-cold skin of her neck. With a flick of his wrist and a burst of power, he instantly unraveled the special metal thread around her.

“The witch knows your secret,” Bai Yan murmured. “She told me how to remove the supernatural power called ‘Assimilation Possession.’”

Bai Yan closed his eyes and placed his palm gently in front of Merete Chambers’ chest.

Power Possession: Psychic Dancer.

As time stood still, Merete Chambers was immediately jolted out of her trance. She found Bai Yan already standing before her. Subconsciously, she tried to “Assimilate Possess” him, but Bai Yan was already manipulating his psychic power.

Following the solution provided by Miss Witch, he made the psychic energy form a chaotic wave, spreading out to disrupt the frequency of her mind’s waves.

“Buzz!”

The frequency of assimilation was interrupted.

A phantom slowly emerged from Merete Chambers’ body, the shadow of a resentful woman with a sharp, vicious appearance. Her eyes were filled with nauseating evil.

“So your true nature is a spiritual being… Saint of Life and Death,” Bai Yan observed coldly. “I see… you, who are dead, are manipulating the will of the living.”

Life and death are, naturally, a form of balance.

Bai Yan hesitated as he gazed at Merete Chambers, who was now slowly collapsing in front of him. He gently caught her body.

The floating phantom glared at the two of them, its malice palpable. It didn’t feel fear. Instead, it sneered.

“Even if you can break the effect of ‘Assimilation Possession,’ you cannot possibly defeat me. There’s a huge gap in our raw power!”

Crown-level middle-tier. The Saint of Life and Death, a truly powerful being.

And she wielded a Civilization-level Relic, the “Piercer of All Things.”

Clearly, she was an even more formidable foe than Pastor.

The evil soul surged through the space, unleashing a torrent of psychic power. Even Bai Yan began to feel lightheaded.

Merete Chambers, mentally devastated, had slipped into a coma with no signs of waking.

“Hahaha! I will crush your minds—like crushing bugs!”

The Saint of Life and Death’s laughter rang out as she flooded the area with the power of her mind. Bai Yan fought back using his “Psychic Dancer” power, but quickly found himself at a disadvantage, his survival in jeopardy.

Bai Yan attempted to switch to “Power Possession” and take out his phone, but his consciousness was growing hazy. He felt increasingly uncontrollable.

Just then, the door swung open.

Alan, Lin Bian, Raven Reaper, Mr. Trap, and the other Night Watchers sensed something was wrong and rushed into the vast white room. They saw the floating evil spirits, the unconscious witch, and the “Profligate” standing there, immediately realizing the situation.

The Saint of Life and Death noticed them too and sneered.

“Hahaha, I told you. You’re just a bunch of trash. Why are you still trying to intervene? Is this miserable salary worth sacrificing your lives for?”

Though she was a powerful enemy, Bai Yan felt that her demeanor was lacking compared to figures like Pastor, Mr. Mystery, or the Left Hand of Dark Light.

Lin Bian lifted his silver gun, and dozens of offensive spells erupted like flowing fire, creating a magnificent visual effect in mid-air. The bombardment shook the entire room.

“That’s all? Just a manic lunatic who knows only how to set off fireworks,” the Saint of Life and Death mocked.

Despite the intense attack, she remained unharmed. Her psychic power had formed an iron wall in the real world, blocking the physical attacks.

Raven Reaper, meanwhile, spread his arms, assuming a stance. His aura surged, and dense flame feathers grew on his skin. After acquiring the mythical creature’s feature of a phoenix, he harnessed the scorching power of the flames as he charged toward the Saint of Life and Death.

The terrifying heat around him evaporated the surrounding air. Even the hardest rocks would melt in his wake.

“Is that all?” the Saint of Life and Death scoffed.

Her psychic power transformed into a devastating flood, a roar of millions of voices capable of splitting a river in half. Within seconds, Raven Reaper, now in phoenix form, was knocked down by the force. His presence pressed down on the Night Watchers, rendering them immobile.

The disparity in power was undeniable.

“Let’s start by assimilating you, old man with hidden tricks!”

The Saint of Life and Death’s soul form rushed toward Mr. Trap, who had yet to act, attempting to possess his body.

But at the critical moment, Alan clapped his hands, and his body switched places with Mr. Trap’s.

The Saint of Life and Death paused, startled. The INT alarmed, signaling a bad premonition.

The power of her mind surged forward, and Alan’s consciousness blurred, but before he lost it entirely, he caught sight of the enemy’s extraordinary power.

The Fire that Burns Everything.

Black flames, indescribable in their intensity, began to burn with unimaginable force. An aura so heavy that everyone felt suffocated.

The Saint of Life and Death screamed in agony, the unbearable pain of the black flames overwhelming her. Her psychic barriers couldn’t resist the heat, and she tumbled into a state of madness.

“Ahhh! What is this? Impossible! You’re just a Night Watcher!”

The flames that burned everything now threatened her very existence.

Despite the strength gap, her life was now counting down to its inevitable end. The soul-burning fire was closing in.

Her eyes filled with rage as she realized the only way to stop the black flames was to kill that Night Watcher.

Just then, the Saint of Life and Death revealed a deep brown rusty spearhead—the “Piercer of All Things,” a Civilization-level Relic. With this weapon, she could reverse the tide in an instant.

Mr. Trap, at some point, had a playing card in his hand. The front depicted a fierce black devil, while the back showed a weeping, kind goddess.

This was the Demon Hunt Agency’s final Civilization-level Relic in Tatsumi City: the Negotiation of Good and Evil.

“I choose… peace.”

Mr. Trap calmly flipped the card to reveal the goddess side.

The next moment, he lost the ability to speak. This was the cost of peace.

At that moment, the “Piercer of All Things” was unleashed. The white aurora shot out from the spearhead, carrying immense power to tear apart the world.

But before it could strike, an invisible barrier appeared in front of the Night Watchers, unbreakable and unshakable.

This was the rule of peace.

The white aurora shot upwards, piercing the roof of the Demon Hunt Agency building and into the black sky. The aurora continued its ascent, disappearing into the clouds, ten thousand meters above.

How hateful!

The Saint of Life and Death, driven to desperation, swore to use the “Piercer of All Things” again to destroy them.

But amidst her rage, she felt a terrible pressure above.

In the night sky, a palace of shimmering golden light appeared.

It moved, growing even grander as it bathed the darkness in radiant gold, turning the night into a brilliant dawn.

The people of Tatsumi City looked up, their hearts filled with awe and reverence.

One by one, they knelt, trembling on the ground under the weight of an overwhelming presence. No one dared to resist.

The sky darkened, thunderclouds gathered, and a powerful force began to gather.

God’s Punishment was about to be unleashed!