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Five chapters today (2/5).
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The underground network, this dark kingdom that spread in tangled roots beneath the bustling Imperial Capital and formed a system all its own, now seemed even more like a giant maw that chose people to devour, greedily swallowing the wavering torchlight in the hands of search teams one after another.
The Imperial Capital's ley lines were trembling.
The Three Sentinels and the black-armored City Garrison were like two red-hot forging hammers, crashing down on the dark kingdom entrenched beneath the Imperial Capital.
News came back in broken fragments:
Shadow Fang, the top tracking prodigy of the Mystic Bird Division, had discovered fresh bloodstains, suspected of being tainted by a curse, deep in the most secluded tunnels, where the stench of rot stabbed at the nose.
That dark-red color was as sticky as congealed grease, giving off a nauseating, ominous aura as it wound onward like a deadly road marker leading to an even deeper hell.
Meanwhile, the strongest assassin, Ye Xiao, was following the marks left behind, advancing cautiously through labyrinthine forks as he tried to distinguish the traces of Soul Power fluctuation and curse paths remaining in the blood.
The iron boots of the City Garrison shattered the relative peace of three districts west of Huarun District (outskirts).
At an intersection filled with old pipes and permeated by the smell of mildew and cheap alcohol, they encountered fierce resistance from a small band of desperadoes.
After a brief yet perilous alley fight, several suspicious individuals with sneaky behavior and panicked expressions, like birds startled by the twang of a bow, were successfully intercepted.
They bore the tattoo marks of the Gray Rat Gang and carried stolen goods of unknown origin. They