Investigation Report of the Gods
Chapter 367

The Ghost Tiger Wraith

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The Ghost Tiger Wraith

Who the hell was the target, anyway?

The moment twenty-two Living Copper Puppets appeared around the battlefield, the tide had already turned.

The three Independent Investigators had originally planned their freelance job meticulously.

They had made effective arrangements for how to identify their target, how to stop the high-speed train, how to establish effective fire suppression, and even how to deal with the fact that the other side had high-level security personnel escorting them along the way.

Their greatest advantage, however, was the vast domain they had carefully laid out here. Even if the security personnel were two levels above them, how could they possibly gain the upper hand?

But they had never imagined that the other side would strike with something completely beyond their expectations.

The moment those twenty-two Bronze Armor Statues appeared, the aura of destruction they exuded sent them into a panic.

Not every Independent Investigator possessed the encyclopedic knowledge needed to identify every kind of uncanny weapon, but no one could become an Independent Investigator without a certain level of experience. The three of them had almost immediately identified what had appeared around them as a forbidden weapon.

It might even be powerful enough to threaten an entire city!

They just couldn't understand it. Had they fucking kicked a hornet's nest? How could so many terrifying things appear all at once?

Twenty-two of them? Even seven or eight would have been enough to make them reconsider whether this job had been worth taking.

"Activate the domain, quick!"

They reacted at once, weaving their Mental Power together as they rapidly exchanged opinions.

There was no way to fight this kind of weapon head-on.

Never mind whether they could win. Even if they did, what would they gain if all their people died for

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