Eight-Heads, Possess!

"Brother Tao, what... what is this!?" Behind the surging tide of shell currency at the edge of the underground palace, Yang Gan stared at everything before him, trembling as he spoke.

Just a moment ago, a more terrifying shockwave of anomalous psychic radiation had roared out from the core of the palace ahead.

Rage—everyone felt it like a tidal wave, endless and surging from the front!

Aside from the Awakened, the ordinary investigators were all suffering from splitting headaches, and many were already bleeding from their noses.

The Psychic Radiation Detectors carried by all the investigators had gone haywire, unable to provide any normal readings.

This powerful anomalous psychic radiation had already disrupted the circuits of the detectors.

Yet, even without the readings, everyone present understood that a new, more powerful anomaly had been born!

Based on the initial estimates, this newly birthed anomaly possessed a psychic radiation reading of at least five or six thousand, if not more.

When they looked toward the depths of the palace, their vision was so severely distorted that it felt like looking at a mosaic.

Since a moment ago, they had only been able to vaguely see a figure fighting the massive Tai Sui, but now, they couldn't make out anything at all.

Hong Tao's face was ashen as he struggled to mobilize his psychic power to peer into the depths of the palace, saying:

"An anomaly stronger than Tai Sui has awakened. The person fighting them has already fallen into a disadvantage..."

Yang Gan's face was whiter than paper. His hand, gripping his fishing rod, trembled slightly as he muttered:

"We're done for, we're done for. This is like going fishing at a midnight reservoir and hooking a water monkey... What do we do? Should we make a strategic retreat?"

Hong Tao's eyes widened as he snapped:

"Gu City is right above our heads! If that mysterious person fails, the entire city is finished! Have you never heard of the massacres the Unity Society committed in South America and Africa? Before headquarters support arrives, we must hold this anomaly back!"

A look of grim determination appeared on Yang Gan's face, though he then pulled a bitter expression and said:

"The opponent's psychic infection is just too strong; we can't charge through at all..."

Before them lay the man-eating shell currency surging like sea waves, along with hundreds of grotesque, fleshy corpses.

Compared to these things, after the appearance of that powerful anomalous psychic radiation, everyone felt a fear rising from the depths of their hearts.

It was a feeling akin to the pressure of a superior, making it impossible for many to control their own feet to take a step forward.

Awakened like Hong Tao and Yang Gan were slightly better off, but they still had to mobilize their own psychic power to resist it.

This psychic pressure was clearly a trait of the newly awakened anomaly.

It was as if a wall of psychic force had formed ahead, making it impossible to charge through.

Hong Tao took a deep breath and shouted his orders:

"Prepare the EMP bomb! Ready the individual thermobaric grenades!"

Yang Gan was horrified:

"Brother Tao, have you lost your mind!? This is an underground space! If a thermobaric grenade goes off, we'll all die! I still have so many fish I haven't caught yet!"

Hong Tao glanced at him and said:

"Just prepare them. If it really comes to that moment, I'll take the grenade up there myself!"

Yang Gan gritted his teeth:

"If it really comes to it, I'll try to climb over from above and lend a hand..."

Hong Tao shook his head. The dome was extremely high, and the further one went, the stronger the psychic interference became; one slip meant death with no place to bury the body.

Although there were other Awakened nearby, he was the only one specialized in assault; this was a job he had to do himself.

As they spoke, several investigators pushed a cart connected to cables into the area.

On the cart sat an iron object that looked like an hourglass—it was one of the Anomaly Bureau's heavy weapons: the EMP bomb!

The so-called "punishment of the feet" involved severing the lower legs or gouging out the kneecaps, destroying the joint connection between the thigh and lower leg, leaving the victim unable to stand.

A sharp pain radiated from his knees. Li Fan nearly collapsed, instantly activating the power of the Tiger Pillar God to twist the muscles in his legs and stabilize his body.

He reached down to touch them; his kneecaps were still there, yet his legs felt completely devoid of them!

Huo Lei laughed wildly:

"Compared to an anomalous existence born from human fear, what is a Collector? Nothing more than a mortal!"

"The ancient Gutuo Kingdom once worshipped the will of the Lord of Unity. Once I found this clue in the ancient texts, this great plan was born!"

"King Dian Li, who never existed yet exists completely, will turn all those who fear and worship him into food for the Lord of Unity. As for you, Collector, you are merely a stepping stone for my sacrifice to the great Lord of Unity!"

At this moment, the Faceless One within the Bronze Coffin had stood up. His body was covered in a layer of white fungal hyphae, yet his movements were filled with majesty, appearing incredibly eerie.

His face possessed only the faintest of outlines, yet it made one feel his infinite rage.

An enraged monarch!

Seeing that Li Fan was still standing there, the Faceless One raised a finger again and roared:

"Deceiver of the monarch, be cut at the waist!"

A sharp pain shot from his waist, and Li Fan instantly felt his lower body lose all sensation.

Even the power of the Tiger Pillar God could not sustain him this time, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

The members of the Cleaning Association nearby gasped, unable to believe their eyes.

The mental pressure from the Faceless One was simply too overwhelming, leaving them so stunned by its fury that they couldn't take a single step.

The eerie corpses surrounding them seemed encouraged, swarming forward one after another.

Mother's eyes were cold as she hurled the black briefcase toward Li Fan, shouting:

"My Lord, your weapon!"

The black briefcase landed beside Li Fan with a "thud" and popped open, revealing ten neatly stored, shriveled heads.

The members of the Cleaning Association let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as the Collector got his hands on his weapon, everything would be resolved!

Li Fan remained expressionless, staring at the heads, having absolutely no idea how to use them.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed two of the shriveled heads and, channeling the power of the Tiger Pillar God through his arms, hurled them directly at the Faceless One and Huo Lei.

Screw you!

Huo Lei's expression turned grave as he instantly recalled the legends surrounding the Collector's head-based weapon, and he shouted:

"Watch out!"

The Faceless One spread its arms, a powerful pulse of mental energy surging forth as clusters of white mycelium erupted from the Bronze Coffin, ensnaring the two shriveled heads like a spiderweb.

Judging by this movement, the anomaly known as the Faceless One possessed a high degree of independent consciousness!

Once the two heads fell into the Faceless One's grasp, Huo Lei realized he had been played by Li Fan.

So much for a head-based weapon; they were just two pieces of dried, shriveled meat!

He said chillingly:

"To dare provoke the majesty of a king is to invite the punishment of being torn apart by chariots. Kill him."

The Faceless One's immense mental pressure surged toward Li Fan like a physical force. It reached out and grabbed at the empty air, and a voice that seemed to resonate from the depths of the mind echoed in everyone's ears:

"You shall suffer the punishment of being torn apart by chariots!"

Feeling a strange, agonizing pain surging through his limbs, Li Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Though he hadn't wanted to, he had reached this point after all.

The Tiger Pillar God just wasn't up to the task.

He reached into the void, grasped a mental chain, and yanked it outward with all his might.

Blinding light flashed in Li Fan's eyes, instantly illuminating the entire underground space!

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, greed, hatred, obsession, and resentment—eight emotions echoed in everyone's hearts simultaneously. They wept and laughed; within their fury lay sorrow, and beneath their greed surged obsession and joy, as if their very hearts had been twisted into a knot in an instant.

The scattered mental energy throughout the underground space seemed to encounter a massive vortex, rushing toward Li Fan.

Eight-Heads, possess!