Squelch!
Zhang Butong's blade did not pause for even an instant.
The blade sank into flesh.
Before long, Desire's presence vanished.
A bead of sweat trickled down Zhang Butong's forehead.
The Eye Worm had already withdrawn the Ghost Domain.
Although he had not deployed the Ghost Domain himself, controlling the Eye Worm to alter the Ghost Domain's environment had still consumed a considerable amount of his anomalous energy and mental strength.
After all, he had dealt with so many God-Blessed in succession. If he had not used the Ghost Domain's rules to kill them, then once they had attacked together, Zhang Butong would likely have expended even more anomalous energy.
"War God Pavilion?"
Unlike the various temples scattered throughout the city, the War God Pavilion occupied a far more special location. It lay beneath the War God's very nose, the place closest to the War God.
Among believers and the God-Blessed, only those who had made tremendous contributions, along with the High Priests, were qualified to enter and seek an audience with the War God's projection, personally hearing the divine decree issued by the War God.
Zhang Butong did not know what this baptism was.
But instinct told him that it was not a good thing.
Thus, the moment he emerged from the Ghost Domain, he immediately sprinted toward the War God Pavilion.
He raced across the buildings, putting on a death-defying parkour run amid the steel skyscrapers.
At the same time, he sent the new intelligence he had obtained to the other Contract Anomalists, lest they lose track of him and be unable to find his location when they came to support him.
"War God Pavilion? You mean that before an advanced God-Blessed, basically a fanatical devotee of the War God, was killed by you, he suddenly grew a