Immortals Alliance

Just as Jiang Xueming was handling the Spirit Calamity in the mortal world for Brother Ye Bei, good news about John Bogle's complete annihilation was finally spread to the underworld through the investigation of the Terror Artist intermediary by the Heavenly Secrets Department.

In fact, the grand plan to revive this century-old ghost was not a hastily assembled team he made on a whim. Rather, it was a summoning ritual performed by psionic researchers in the underworld that pulled this wandering ghost, deeply entangled in the spiritual storm of the Original Seed, back to the human world.

These psionic researchers were obsessed with the creative powers of the [Original Seed], attempting to connect with heroes from a century ago. However, they never expected that the moment the summoning ritual succeeded, John Borg showed no gratitude to these benefactors. Instead, he used their flesh and blood as test subjects to test the power of his soul.

The deformed grotesque figures that Jiang Xueming saw in the Terror Artist were the physical essence of twenty-two Madness Butterfly cult members.

John Borg goes to dig up graves and hires four other assistants, namely the actors from the Terror Artist and a middleman. This middleman is very important; he is the one who conducts financial dealings with people in the mortal world or the underworld.

Just as a spirit without a physical body cannot obtain a business license, Omega, acting as an intermediary, uses the body of his great-grandson to help John Bogle with his business. This Omega is still alive, and the malevolent spirit of his great-grandfather still resides in his body; they are both escorted to the Nine Realms Station for interrogation.

When Omega entered the interrogation room and faced David Victor and Ming De, it was the first time the BOSS had heard the term "[Immortals Alliance]".

Whether above ground or underground, whether in the underworld or the Human World.

Many people possess endless lifespans, either through blood donation or by other means. For example, the blood oath ceremony between Wen Bucai, Victor, and Jack can be considered another form of carnivorous blood donation.

Some also obtain the ticket to immortality through other blood-powdering rituals. For example, Koman Sullivan of the Skull and Bones Society and Bones, after entering into a blood-powdered marriage with Earth Dragon, was able to live for at least three hundred years. Mary of the Rose Sect was even more ageless, practically immortal.

Aside from outliers like Wen Bucai, Wood Plark has a direct lease agreement with the demon [Baphomet Baphomet], using his own body as a vessel to help the demon cross the sea of suffering to the other side. This symbiotic relationship makes the magic teacher's body incorruptible.

The one who summoned John Borg back from the mental storm of the [Original Seed] and rescued this demon from purgatory was from the [Immortals Alliance].

These immortal beings have always hidden above and below ground, or remained hidden in plain sight, using different social identities and professional affiliations to build unbreakable secret societies.

Throughout the long course of history, they have been trying to recruit new allies. Unlike Ming De, these Immortals have never considered themselves ordinary people. In their eyes, the lifespan of ordinary people is no more than a hundred years, like ants that live only a day and die at dusk. Even the most powerful ordinary person in the world has a lifespan of only forty years or so for their martial prowess. Twenty years of illness and old age, twenty years of childhood and weakness, and even the most powerful sword, in the long history of humankind, will turn into rusty iron in an instant.

Most individuals in the Immortals Alliance are highly Inspiration psychics who strongly believe in the principles of elitism and individual supremacy, which is completely different from the management philosophy of Ming De.

Most of these individuals are associated with the Madness Butterfly Sect, because these primitive and barbaric religions are far more efficient at collecting elemental matter than the disciplined station system. They also show no mercy to the weak or tolerance for fools.

Only kind people tolerate stupidity, advocate procedural justice, and build courts and prisons. Pure evil has no need for these things, especially in the eyes of the Immortals Alliance, where all social activities and transactions are for the purpose of better concentrating resources and efficiently plundering elemental matter.

They believe themselves to be superhuman, noble butterflies emerging from the old shell of humanity. Old life forms unable to shed their cocoons are destined to be cruelly eliminated by the [Original Seed]. The will of Mother Earth will uphold justice for them, and the era of the Immortals Alliance will eventually arrive. Any heresy that defies the Alliance's will is a regression of civilization and a reversal of history.

Here are weapons designers who have been active on the historical stage since World War I and World War II, and researchers from Project Paperclip.

This place has veterans who fought from the Prussian Wars to the Gulf Wars, as well as merchants who roamed the golden sea routes during the tulip mania and are still wealthy today.

The inability of such a powerful force to unite is also due to the elitism that the Immortals have always believed in, which makes them inherently suspicious, cold-blooded, and ruthless. The military reforms of Black Stone and White Stone have made these neurotic and physically powerful superhumans re-examine this problem.

When Omega sat on the electric chair, under the duress of Victor's powerful mind-reading and hypnotic abilities, he revealed all of this.

Ming De's expression grew increasingly grim.

--Besides the regret of not being able to obtain so many SSR characters scattered around, it felt a strong sense of crisis.

This is a signal of war, a silent declaration of war by a great cult obsessed with psionic research and devoted to the [Original Seed] against the Ming De.

John Borg's summoning ritual was orchestrated by the Second Chapter of the Immortals Alliance, a chapter called [Throat of Howling], a mercenary organization derived from the Madness Butterfly Sect. They masquerade as a security company, actually providing security services for Zero Platform in the local block, but are actually led by three Immortals behind the scenes.

Many of the people in this group were passengers at the station, or soldiers from Guangling Zhixi who were going to work summer jobs to earn extra money.

Since the White Stone was divided into [Anonymous] and [First Transportation Department], and the Black Stone was divided into [Quick Knife] and [Gate of Wonders],...

The Immortals Alliance, including the Little Brotherhood's Cult Leader and Thumb, all powerful psionicists with varying degrees of divination and prediction abilities, felt an inexplicable sense of impending doom; it seemed as if a steel wheel was about to crush them.

The Second Warband's Throat of Howling is summoning John Borg's spirit this time, hoping to learn some of the Nameless One's combat experience from this experienced the Hand of Omnipotence from a century ago, or to understand just how powerful the current Nameless One truly is from the properties of the Radiant Stone and the club's attributes.

After all, no one had ever seen [Big Sister] before, and very few people knew Jiang Xueming's real name. Even Claudia Ars Duran only learned of Jiang Xueming's true identity through FE204863. Flavia only remembered the handsome young man's face and not the male succubus's name.

John Borg's club is the same club that the current nameless leader uses, and John Borg's Lonsdaleite is also a colorless brilliance. Even if a hypothetical enemy is summoned, the warriors of Throat of Howling can use this excellent material to practice and rehearse, so that they will not be clueless when facing the enemy and become lambs to the slaughter.

But in this practice session, many people didn't even have their hands left.

John Borg didn't care who the Immortals Alliance was, nor did he care about the organization's invitation. A century had Heaven and Earth Turning down. This scholar, obsessed with the [Original Seed], gained some superpowers of flesh reconstruction and immediately slaughtered all these noisy and superstitious freaks, leaving only Omega as a middleman. Fearing the ferocious power of the Ming De, he was cautious and decided to take a roundabout approach, first practicing his skills through pyramid schemes on the ground, but in the end, he didn't even have any skills left to practice.

A new generation replaces the old; the departure of John Berg and the arrival of Jiang Xueming left the BOSS deeply saddened.

The Black Cat searched its jumbled memories, finally piecing together a blurry yet towering figure—

--When the shaman's child first arrived at the station, his eyes were clear and his Inspiration abundant. He came from a prestigious family, and according to the wizards in Harry Potter, he was a pure-blood, with one parent from Yellowstone and the other from Bluestone.

At the Stone-Giving Ceremony on the Glorious Path, John's mother asked Ming De to become the godfather of their child, John, whose future should have been bright.

When a new passenger arrives before Ling Weng, it is generally believed that the Radiant Stone chooses its master. There is no such thing as a master choosing the Radiant Stone, but John Bogle's powerful mental strength seems to have the ability to control all Radiant Stones. This phenomenon has also appeared in another character, Feng Aotian.

In the end, in order to create jewelry that matched John, Ling Weng asked the BOSS to obtain the Lonsdaleite from Tsarist Russia.

This top talent, coupled with top-notch clubs and stones, not only failed to create a new Morpho on the Abyssal Railway, but instead gave birth to an arrogant genius.

John Borg disregarded the law and treated human life with contempt, regarding his Godfather, BOSS, as the greatest disgrace of his life. Apart from his biological father, he held almost no one in high regard.

He looked down on the magic of the Radiant Stone, and also on the crude and primitive blood-giving techniques of the Madness Butterfly Sect.

Ultimately, he became so engrossed in the life-constructing structures of the [Original Seed] that he could not extricate himself, and was torn apart by Mother Earth and imprisoned for a hundred years.

A century later, when he was pulled out of the mental storm by the Throat of Howling of the people, this arrogant genius still treated the invitation from the Immortals Alliance like toilet paper, and turned around to go to the surface to do pyramid schemes, preparing to collect more research funding.

Despite Thumb's earnest persuasion, he still didn't take the warning to heart, and so John died, without even a chance to become a ghost.

In reality, there are many heroes and heroines in the station who could be reborn and exist as spirits.

At the Galahad Magic Academy, there are many coffin catalysts, which allow a portion of a person's spirit to remain on the catalyst after death. If properly preserved, this radiant glow, similar to the power of a soul, can still illuminate the students for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Back to the Immortals Alliance--

--One day, we will overthrow your rule, you false king.

These words came from Omega Boy, who was possessed by his great-grandfather. The two were entangled in spirit, making him both a remnant of John Borg and a scout of Throat of Howling.

The term "false king" is precisely the definition given to Ming De by the Immortals Alliance.

The subway is the kingdom established by Ming De. The railway between cities is the lifeblood of the entire underground world. The BOSS's kingship is built on the railway. No one dares to disobey or disobey his orders. As long as the Transportation Bureau is still operating, even the most remote underground station will exude vitality.

The power of the Twelve Elders Council's regional powers cannot compare to that of the BOSS. Once the train stops running, these territories will quickly turn into primitive and barbaric tribes, with technology regressing, engineering projects paralyzed, and resources scarce, eventually running out of ammunition and food, returning to the agricultural era, and living by hunting monsters.

Although Ming De always referred to himself as the company's BOSS, the passengers had long regarded him as the sole king of the underworld. Even though he repeatedly emphasized that the warrior who contributed the Universal Elixir to mankind and presided over the harvest season ceremony was the true king.

King of Hunters, King of Craftsmen, Detective King.

These three qualities represent control over prey, control over tools, and control over the environment.

Even the rebellious Lords of Cinder, the Ming De never stripped them of their names and titles. In the records of the Arcane Library in 1773, the Boss acknowledged the legitimacy of the Lords of Cinder but denied their legitimacy. That is the power that controls the sun.

Only now has Ming De finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

The internal corruption within the Twelve Elders Council, as evidenced by the kill list submitted by Joe over the past sixteen years, reveals a great deal. Even among the bravest and most innocent Red Stone People, there are those who engage in trade with the Skull and Bones Society for monsters, food, money, and power.

Looking down from the City of Tears at Sky Station, the great statues of Arthur and Merlin still symbolize brotherhood, but the act of chastity cannot wash away the tears in people's hearts. Bats have already stretched their claws to the ground.

No amount of soil is enough for everyone, and no amount of wealth can feed everyone, because the last two harvest seasons were during a time of rampant influenza and plague, when the population was sparse due to war, and during the Cold War when the two superpowers were at odds and humanity was on the brink of collapse, with all the heroes having to dedicate their lives to the nuclear crisis.

The Blue Flash Butterfly isn't powerful or outstanding enough. The Red Flash Butterfly will gradually encroach on the Abyssal Railway's territory.

But this time it was different. The Twelve Elders Council were complete again, even if there were only a handful of them, even if they were so young. But in the next ten years, or even half a century, they would embark on a conquest into the depths of the earth.

The leader is the new War King, and the abandoned sites in the underworld, the puppet stations transformed into Zero Platform, or the zombie trains running in the railway network will all be eliminated one by one.

The Immortals Alliance, of course, felt threatened by the War King. Sensing that the Black-Maned Sleeping Lion was truly about to awaken, they naturally struggled and tested the waters amidst surprise and fear.

At this very moment--

--Wen Bucai just walked out of his barbecue shop in the upper part of Mimir Hot Spring Market.

As usual, the post office staff handed him a package, likely containing letters and gifts from an old friend. He disliked using a mobile phone and being disturbed, maintaining his inefficient and nostalgic method of communication.

However, the content of this letter was different. It was an invitation from the Immortals Alliance, with neat handwriting and clean writing in both Chinese and English, which made Mr. Wen Bucai very comfortable to read.

The book first praised Wen Bucai's bravery, flattering the warrior profusely. Then it appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him, using examples from four or five perspectives—political, biological, and philosophical—to illustrate the difference between the immortals and ordinary people. Finally, it invited Wen Bucai to join the Immortals Alliance at a high price.

The letter was unsigned, and didn't even specify a meeting place or contact person. It didn't explain how to join, suggesting that someone might Wen Bucai all along.

Then Wen Bucai threw the letter away.

The old landlord, holding a large pork knuckle and gnawing on it, asked as he prepared to take a stroll in the Grand Canyon in the lower city, "Who sent this?"

Wen Bucai snatched the landlord's food. "Scam text message!"

The old landlord cursed, "Hey! How can you be so shameless! How can you steal from an old person?!"

Wen Bucai on his motorcycle, heading to the City Hall for business, without looking back.

"Too oily! May you live a few more years!"

Right now, at this very moment--

Jiang Xueming knew nothing about what was happening in the underground world.

He was a sharp blade in Ming De's hands. Even after defeating the remnant soul of John Borg, he showed no joy, happiness, or celebratory intent.

In the boss's words, he always seems so sharp, always ready to meet new challenges and solve new problems.

Upon arriving at the steel forging workshop, the factory was brightly lit. At three o'clock in the morning, the spirits of the workers began to pour out from various factory buildings and gather on the street, as if holding a mobilization meeting. They were not lively enough in life, so they wanted to be unrestrained and punk after death.

As soon as Sima Yao got out of the car, she saw the familiar older man grinning at her in a sly way.

"Little girl? You're back again? Trying to drive us away? Call your brother Ye Bei over! Hehehehe!"

It seems that Ye Bei is renowned in Hengyin, while Sima Yao, this temporary worker, has absolutely no influence.

Having brought Jiang Xueming along, Sima Yao wanted to drag the young men from the action team to settle scores, but when she looked into the car, Xue Ming was nowhere to be seen.

The factory's dead souls simply moved four large tables and started playing mahjong, completely disregarding the civil servants of Tian Shu.

"Sigh," Sima Yao was caught between a rock and a hard place, unsure whether to stay or leave, and had a bad feeling about where Xue Ming had gone.

She had barely finished sighing when she immediately perked up and shouted to her uncles and elders in the distance.

"Hurry up! Don't stay in the middle of the road!"

Once the gambling activities in the senior citizens' activity room started at night, there was no way she, a young girl, could stop them.

The team leader immediately took off his pants, preparing to scare away this troublesome sissy. They were never easy to talk to when they were alive, and after they died, they became even more ferocious and wouldn't listen to a word a human being said.

You can probably guess what happened next.

While answering the phone, Xue Ming stepped on the gas and sped from the railway track near the steel rolling workshop to the main road of the quarry.

He told his boss, "Don't worry, I'll be back this morning."

Ming De: "I missed you, baby."

Xue Ming: "A Xing is a Fu Rui fanatic, are you aware of that?"

Ming De: "Of course."

Xue Ming: "I advise you to see a vet. You've been acting really strange lately, Boss—if you were a cat, your feelings for humans have gone beyond friendship, just like A Xing."

The dump truck shuddered slightly at that moment.

Several tables flew up from the middle of the road, and pieces of iron sparked as they scraped against the roadbed.

While answering the phone, Xue Ming got out of the car, sprinkled "Worry-forgetting Tea" on the front bumper and tires, then climbed back into the car and began repeatedly crushing the spirits.

Ming De: "What was that sound?"

Xue Ming continued, "It's nothing. I'm scared, BOSS. All my weapons are broken, even my staff. I have no choice but to use a dump truck to deal with the Spirit Calamity mission that Brother Ye Bei gave me. Thank you for chatting with me."

Ming De: "Do you need me to send people to help you redesign your weapons?"

"No need." Xue Ming finished crushing the spirit body, got out of the car, picked up the package, and tossed the last file back to Sima Yao. "I can handle it myself."

Sima Yao watched the whole thing, stood there stunned for a long time, and finally came to her senses.

"Hey! Is this how you perform a ritual to send the dead to the afterlife?"

Jiang Xueming hung up the phone, turned around and said, "What else?"

Sima Yao: "Invite them for tea?"

Jiang Xueming: "I drank it! Wasn't that an enchanting item that Brother Ye Bei gave me? The effect is amazing!"

Sima Yao pointed to the Spirit Calamity Files: "What about this last one?"

Jiang Xueming: "I'm in a hurry and don't have time to handle it. Let Brother Ye Bei work overtime. Is it too much trouble for your wife?"

Sima Yao hadn't finished speaking yet--

--Xue Ming pulled a small motorcycle out of the dump truck's cargo compartment, heading back to Nanyuan Airport to see his boss.

Until we meet again!

Sima Yao looked at the deserted factory, where everything was as usual. The lights were off, and Xue Ming had tidied up all the industrial waste and put it back in the factory. The spirit had also been sent away, although the way it was sent away was a bit undignified, but the goal had been achieved.

"Alright."