Head-on Clash

Lin Qiye understood what Zhou Meng meant without having to think about it.

If Wang Mian's unrevealed Forbidden Ruins ability was the Masked Squad's hidden trump card, then the Gate of Babylon Zhou Meng had given Lin Qiye was another trump card, one neither the instructors nor the Masked Squad knew about.

When playing cards, a trump card was naturally best saved for later.

So Lin Qiye had to wait until the Masked Squad used Wang Mian's ability to break through the encirclement and revealed their trump card. Then he would pull out an even bigger one and beat it!

God of Theft, God of Mischief—it seemed fair to call him the God of Trickery now, too.

When Lin Qiye suddenly stopped, Baili Pangpang and Mo Li, who were following him, were both a little puzzled.

Weren't we going to support them? Why did he suddenly stop?

"No rush. Let them play around a little longer. It's not time for us to make our entrance yet." Lin Qiye found a spot a little closer and prepared to continue watching the dormitory area through his binoculars.

He had just raised the binoculars toward the dormitory area, where gunfire and artillery roared and attacks burst into brilliant light, when he heard a very ominous sound.

It sounded like a treasured blade being drawn from its sheath, but also like the sound of a blade cutting through things.

Immediately afterward, the three dormitory buildings that had surrounded the Masked Squad shattered into pieces in front of the trio.

The three dormitory buildings, each sliced into dozens of sections, came crashing down with a tremendous roar.

"Is that the Cup Realm??? Someone in the Cup Realm can slow time and slice dormitory buildings to pieces? Then how are we supposed to fight?" Mo Li stared blankly ahead and muttered to herself.

"Wang Mian isn't playing fair! He even brought out Yiyuan!" Although the dormitory buildings being sliced to pieces had startled Baili Pangpang, he immediately realized what had happened.

"That black blade of Wang Mian's is called Yiyuan. It's a forbidden item that can condense its wielder's speed into Blade Aura. The faster he moves, the stronger the Blade Aura. On top of that, he's the Agent of Kronos, the God of Time, so you get it now, right? Hey, Qiye! Are we going in?"

As Lin Qiye listened to his explanation, his brow tightened. He knew that the best opportunity Zhou Meng had just mentioned was right now!

Whatever questions he had about Wang Mian could wait. This opportunity wouldn't come again!

While the thick smoke from the collapsing buildings swallowed up the five members of the Masked Squad, Lin Qiye charged straight at them.

Golden light flickered in his eyes once more, but unlike Michael's divine might, the light in his eyes now was not holy. It was the dazzling light given off by pure gold.

Judging that he was close enough, Lin Qiye stopped, planted his feet, put his hands on his hips, and suddenly burst into laughter at the people ahead.

"Kuhahahahahahaha!"

Hidden in the thick smoke, the Masked Squad had been certain of victory and had just begun to let their guard down when they suddenly heard a hearty peal of laughter from outside.

"Cough, cough, cough! There's way too much dust. Huh? Who's laughing? Captain, is that you?" Moon Ghost asked between coughs.

"It's not me! There's someone outside, and that voice sounds familiar. Whirlpool, clear this dust away, quickly! Everyone, spread out!" Wang Mian instantly sensed that something was wrong. With a sweep of his arm, he immediately issued his orders.

Before Whirlpool could unleash his Forbidden Ruins ability, streaks of golden light suddenly flashed from one direction outside the dust cloud.

A moment later, golden weapons rained down from the sky like a volley of arrows, hurtling straight at the five members of the Masked Squad.

Although Wang Mian had warned them, the five were still standing too close together. They took the full brunt of the golden weapon rain and could only use their respective Forbidden Ruins abilities to resist with all their might.

Wang Mian had no choice but to activate his own time-control Forbidden Ruins, slowing time around them so the golden weapons appeared to move more slowly.

Although they were slower, the weapons still packed a real punch, and they exploded when they hit the ground.

In an instant, the Masked Squad, previously hidden in the dust cloud, was once again caught beneath the barrage of golden weapons.

"Qiye, I sincerely apologize for what I did before. I was presumptuous to offer you a Rolex! I thought I was just a kid from an ordinary family, but I never expected you to be even more ordinary than me! Those weapons are all made of real gold, and you can summon them and scatter them like beans? That's practically on par with my One Into Three Thousand! No, it's even more impressive than One Into Three Thousand!" Baili Pangpang's eyes shone as he watched from the side.

Mo Li gave up thinking altogether. She stopped wondering where all of Lin Qiye's abilities had come from.

He's a God's Agent. Normal, normal. This is nothing.

At least the weapons he summoned are normal weapons. As long as he's not summoning a bunch of mushroom people in midair and throwing them down, it's fine!

"Cough, cough, cough! What the hell was that just now? He's only in the Cup Realm, but he sliced through three buildings at once and brought them down?" Shen Qingzhu, who had just crawled out of the nearby rubble covered in dirt, coughed as he questioned the recruit who had pulled him out.

"Brother Shen, forget about that for now. Come out and see an immortal! There's something even crazier happening!" Another recruit had given him a hand, but his gaze wasn't on him at all.

Shen Qingzhu looked up and saw a figure hovering slightly above the ground, laughing wildly. His voice had grown a little hoarse, but he kept laughing.

Golden light poured out behind him, and golden weapons of every kind streamed from the light, continuously bombarding the area in the middle of the dormitory ruins.

For a moment, Shen Qingzhu stared blankly as well.

He knew that this recruit was named Lin Qiye, the only God's Agent in their class, and that the god he represented was the Blazing Angel Michael.

But he had never heard of a Blazing Angel's Divine Ruins hurling weapons made of gold around so recklessly.

And it wasn't just one or two weapons, but countless ones! After staring for a few more seconds, he felt as though the glare was about to blind him.

God's Agents are terrifying indeed!

But Shen Qingzhu only stood stunned for a moment before coming to his senses.

"Good chance, brothers! The Masked Squad thought they'd won, but we still had a move left. They're tied up by that rain of weapons now. Can anyone still stand? Brothers, let's go!"

He spat out a mouthful of bloody foam in anger, yanked the military cap off his head and threw it to the ground, then raised his arm and shouted.

The fewer than thirty recruits who remained were swept up in the mood as well. Yelling at the top of their lungs, they charged toward the rain of weapons.

After hiding and lying in ambush for so long, someone had finally stepped up, found the right moment, and pinned down those arrogant bastards!

They'd had enough of being pushed around. It was time for a head-on fight!

But just as they reached the halfway point of their charge, the laughter from midair suddenly stopped, and the immensely powerful rain of golden weapons vanished with it.

Lin Qiye panted heavily and leaned on Baili Pangpang. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Cough, cough, Pangpang, did you bring any water?"