This Person Is Truly Hell's Son

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

The massive spider in the sky opened its crimson compound eyes, spewing countless threads that fell like plummeting meteors, each one connecting to a person below.

The greedy Heart Gu had marked every one of its prey with a vivid tag.

Those white threads linked to each person's chest, turning them into trophies caught in the spider's web.

The panicked crowd, once in chaos, all froze in place.

Saved!

Xu Zhou watched the girl who would have been trampled stand up again.

But.

When he saw the vacant expression on her face and her stiff, unresponsive body, the joy that had just surged up instantly solidified.

Xu Zhou began to feel lost and confused.

What is Brother Bai doing?

Xu Zhou suddenly remembered something—a warning Ji Wu had drilled into him when he first joined the Association.

In non-anomaly situations, if a Contract Anomalist uses their ability on a large number of ordinary people and causes significant impact, a Supervisor present must stop them.

Earlier, amid the noisy wailing and screaming, had he vaguely heard a gunshot?

Xu Zhou whipped his head around.

Ji Wu had raised his gun and aimed it at Bai Zuo.

Xu Zhou jolted and instinctively shouted, "Mr. Ji! Don't shoot!"

Ji Wu's eyes were icy cold, and the hand gripping the gun was rock steady, without a hint of wavering.

The gunshot rang out again!

To Xu Zhou's sharp hearing, the sound was deafening, leaving a ringing in his ears.

But that shot hadn't come from Ji Wu.

Both Ji Wu and Xu Zhou wore expressions of shock!

Kong Yubo had originally been scattered with his teammates across Anyang Island, checking for any signs of anomalies.

He wore a wireless earpiece to stay in touch with the team.

"Captain, nothing unusual here."

"Same on my end."

"Cleared for anomalies."

"All clear!"

Kong Yubo watched the bustling crowd and the long parade procession. Though his teammates had found nothing wrong, he never let his guard down.

"What about those two's positions?"

"Too many people. I need some time to find them."

The person in charge of locating was the team's Drone Operator. He flew the drone over the crowd.

Soon, he spotted Ji Wu and Xu Zhou near the parade's Divine Palanquin.

"Captain, I see them! They're near the palanquin. Strange, they seem to be moving toward it."

"Good. I'll gather with the others near the palanquin. You keep an eye on them from above with the drone."

"Roger!"

Because of the parade, most streets were packed with people.

Kong Yubo could only squeeze through narrow, empty alleys, taking shortcuts to quickly approach the palanquin.

By the time he finally found it, the Divine Palanquin had already been carried onto the Divine Altar.

Before coming to Anyang Island, Kong Yubo had had the parade's details thoroughly investigated—its origins, the entire schedule, and so on. He and his teammates had reviewed it multiple times.

When he saw the palanquin on the altar and the Holy Prince stepping down, he assumed the event was over.

Kong Yubo looked around and spotted the two members of that mysterious organization in the crowd, their attention fixed on the altar.

Kong Yubo thought: Is there something off about the altar?

He turned his focus to the altar as well.

The most notable thing on the altar was the Holy Prince, who had just descended from the palanquin.

Whoever had chosen the actor was spot-on. This Holy Prince performer perfectly matched the character's design. Not to mention his superior looks, just his otherworldly aura made the Holy Prince's appearance especially striking.

"This casting is incredible. For a second, I thought I was seeing the real Holy Prince."

"They picked well. This guy brings the Holy Prince to life."

"Especially that look of indifference, seeing the masses as mere straw dogs. He really captures the eerie essence of the Holy Prince."

"Anyang Island put real thought into their casting."

The surrounding crowd had been buzzing with praise ever since the Holy Prince stepped onto the stage, every word full of admiration.

But the moment Kong Yubo saw the Holy Prince, his pupils contracted, every muscle in his body tensed, and he instinctively entered a state of full alert.

Ordinary people might not notice—they only felt the actor playing the Holy Prince had a temperament that fit the role well.

But someone like him, who had waded through blood and rain and fought constantly, could tell at a glance just how dense the malice radiating from that person was!

And that person made no effort to hide it.

Even among the desperadoes he had faced, the malice on them was rarely this thick—as if this man truly was the Hell's Son.

All the evil in the world had gathered upon him.

Kong Yubo took a deep breath, keeping his eyes fixed on the Holy Prince. He was close to the Divine Altar, and as his teammates gradually regrouped, he instructed them to keep watch on the stage.

When the Holy Prince did something completely out of line with the parade's routine, Kong Yubo's vigilance had already been raised to its peak.

He had someone contact the event organizers to ask if this new segment had been prearranged by them.

The event organizers were equally baffled. The parade's procedure had always been the same—this was a cultural tradition passed down through generations. How could it suddenly change?

"You didn't arrange this segment?"

"No! Absolutely not! Anyang Island has always promoted ancient culture and respected cultural heritage. Why would we arbitrarily alter the routine just to please tourists?"

The event organizers were sweating profusely, convinced that someone who couldn't stand the growing prosperity of Anyang Island's tourism industry had malicious intentions and was trying to frame them!

Kong Yubo was about to ask who had chosen the actor for the Holy Prince when chaos erupted below the stage.

It started with the first scream.

Panic spread quickly among the crowd. When the first person started running, it was like an avalanche—unstoppable.

Kong Yubo: "Quick! Have someone notify the local police..."

Then, the sky suddenly darkened.

Kong Yubo's heart tightened.

His movement to order crowd control froze. Stiffly, slowly, he raised his head to look.

The enormous spider, blotting out the sky and covering the sun, instinctively triggered a fear of giant creatures and a sense of helplessness in the face of a powerful being.

Kong Yubo had faced so many abnormal creatures, but this was the first time that, upon the very first glance, the thought of being unable to resist arose in his heart.

This was a monster no human could defeat!

But his firm will and sense of responsibility forced him to suppress that feeling of powerlessness.

Everyone could give up, but he could not. Everyone could retreat, but he could not!

So when he saw Ji Wu fire a shot, he found a spot with a clear view, aimed at the Holy Prince on the Divine Altar, and fired the second shot!

Swish!

The bullet cut through the air, spinning as it flew toward the Holy Prince's heart.