At the edge of Zuer City, a large group of Awakened had gathered and formed a defensive line. Although the Execution Agency had special privileges, there was one thing it would never violate: it could not allow a large number of Awakened to leave Zuer City.
A golden flame suddenly appeared in the outskirts, like a small sun dropping to the ground. A sizzling sound came through Reinhardt's ear, and he instinctively turned his head. The wireless earpiece fell into his hand.
The blue indicator light on the wireless earpiece gradually dimmed before finally disappearing. Seeing this, Reinhardt froze for a moment.
"The Legion Commander is in trouble. He's outside the city."
Reinhardt's voice was not loud, but Hank immediately stepped forward and grabbed the clothing at his shoulder.
"You... are... sure?"
There was not much emotional fluctuation in Hank's mismatched eyes. Within the Execution Agency, anyone's death was perfectly normal.
"Absolutely."
"Let me out!"
The half-demonized Guts rose from inside the metal cage.
Two hours later, south of Zuer City.
It was already one in the morning. The city was eerily quiet. A man wearing a metal mask covered in large scorch marks entered the area of Zuer City.
Rumble...
Dark clouds filled the sky. J. Mister looked up at the sky through his mask. Although the weather was terrible, he was in an excellent mood. The most difficult opponent had already been invited out of the Ghost World by him. Yes, in J. Mister's view, Su Xiao had been invited away rather than forced to retreat. Based on J. Mister's deductions, his opponent had most likely completed the Promotion Mission. Otherwise, what had happened earlier would have been a life-or-death struggle instead of a direct withdrawal.
Crack.
J. Mister stepped on a branch and stopped. His gaze