Eight-Heads Possessed!

"Tao, what... what is that!?" Yang Gan stared at the scene before him in shock, trembling as he spoke. Behind him, waves of Shell Currency stretched across the edge of the underground palace.

Just moments ago, an even more terrifying shock wave of anomalous psychic radiation had roared out from the heart of the underground palace ahead.

Rage. Everyone could feel it—an endless fury surging toward them like a tide!

Everyone except the Awakened had splitting headaches. Quite a few investigators had started bleeding from the nose.

The anomalous psychic radiation detectors carried by the investigators were all malfunctioning, unable to take accurate readings.

The powerful anomalous psychic radiation had disrupted the detectors' circuitry.

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

Based on their initial estimates, the newly born anomaly had an anomalous psychic radiation reading of at least five thousand, perhaps even more than six thousand.

Their vision was already badly distorted when they looked into the depths of the underground palace, as though they were staring at a mosaic.

Until just now, they had been able to make out a figure fighting the enormous Tai Sui. Now, they could no longer see anything clearly.

Hong Tao's face was ashen as he struggled to focus his psychic power on the depths of the underground palace.

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

Yang Gan's face was paler than paper. The hand gripping his fishing rod trembled as he muttered, "We're done for, we're done for. Isn't this just like catching a Water Monkey while fishing at the reservoir at midnight...? What do we do? Should we make a strategic retreat?"

Hong Tao glared at him. "Gu City is right above us! If that mysterious person fails, the whole city is finished! Haven't you heard about the massacres the Unity Society committed in South America and Africa? We have to hold this anomaly off until reinforcements arrive from headquarters!"

Yang Gan's face took on a resolute, almost martyr-like expression, but then he grimaced. "The other side's anomalous psychic infection is just too strong. We can't even get through..."

Before them lay waves of man-eating Shell Currency and hundreds of bizarre, flesh-and-blood corpses.

Compared to those things, the powerful anomalous psychic radiation inspired a deeper fear in everyone.

It felt like the oppressive aura of a superior being. Many people couldn't control their legs enough to take a single step forward.

Awakened like Hong Tao and Yang Gan fared a little better, but even they had to summon their psychic power to resist it.

This psychic pressure was clearly one of the newly awakened anomaly's traits.

It was as if a wall of psychic power had formed ahead of them, making it impossible to break through.

Hong Tao took a deep breath and shouted an order. "Get the electromagnetic pulse bomb ready! Prepare the portable fuel-air explosive!"

Yang Gan was aghast. "Tao, have you gone mad!? We're underground! If you set off a fuel-air explosive here, we'll all die! I still have plenty of fish left to catch!"

Hong Tao glanced at him. "I'm just having them prepare. If it comes to that, I'll take the explosive up there myself!"

Yang Gan gritted his teeth. "If it comes down to it, I'll try to climb over from above and help..."

Hong Tao shook his head. The ceiling was far overhead, and the farther they went, the stronger the interference from the anomalous psychic radiation would become. One wrong move, and there'd be no recovering from it.

There were several other Awakened beside him, but he was the only one suited to break through the enemy's defenses. He'd have to do it himself.

As they spoke, several investigators appeared, pushing a small cart covered in cables.

On the cart sat an iron contraption that looked like an hourglass. It was one of the Anomaly Bureau's heavy weapons: an electromagnetic pulse bomb!

The punishment known as dismemberment by the knee involved cutting off the lower legs or gouging out a person's kneecaps. Without the joint connecting the thighs and calves, the victim could no longer stand.

Agonizing pain shot through Li Fan's knees, and he nearly collapsed. He instantly summoned the Tiger Pillar God's power, flexing his leg muscles to keep himself upright.

He reached down to feel his knees. His kneecaps were still there, yet he could no longer feel them at all!

Huo Lei burst into manic laughter. "Compared to an anomaly born from people's fear, what's a Collector? Just an ordinary man!"

"The people of the ancient Gutuo Kingdom once revered the will of the Lord of Unity. The moment I found that clue in the ancient texts, this magnificent plan was set in motion!"

"King Dian Li, who both existed and never existed, will turn all those who fear and worship him into food for the Lord of Unity. And you, Collector—you're nothing but a stepping stone I'll offer up to the great Lord of Unity!"

The Faceless One had risen from the Bronze Coffin. White fungal threads covered its body, yet its movements were full of regal authority. The sight was deeply uncanny.

Only the faintest outline marked its face, but it still radiated boundless rage.

An enraged king!

Seeing that Li Fan was still standing, the Faceless One raised a hand and pointed at him again, snarling, "He who deceives the sovereign shall be cut in half at the waist!"

Agonizing pain struck Li Fan's waist. He immediately lost all feeling in his lower body.

This time, even the Tiger Pillar God's power couldn't keep him upright. He dropped heavily to the ground.

The members of the Cleaning Association cried out in alarm, unable to believe their eyes.

But the Faceless One's psychic pressure was so powerful that its fury left them stunned, unable to take a step.

The bizarre corpses around them seemed emboldened and rushed forward.

The Mother's eyes were icy as she hurled the black suitcase at Li Fan. "My lord, your weapon!"

The suitcase hit the ground beside Li Fan with a thud and opened on its own, revealing ten shriveled heads arranged neatly inside.

The members of the Cleaning Association breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the Collector got his weapon, everything would be settled!

Li Fan stared blankly at the heads, meeting their gaze. He had no idea how to use them.

Gritting his teeth, he snatched up two shriveled heads. The Tiger Pillar God's power surged through his arms, and he hurled them at the Faceless One and Huo Lei.

Take that, you bastard!

Huo Lei's expression turned grave. Remembering the stories about the Collector's head weapons, he shouted, "Look out!"

The Faceless One spread its arms. A powerful psychic pulse surged as white fungal threads sprouted from the Bronze Coffin and ensnared the two shriveled heads like a spiderweb.

From that move, it was clear that the Faceless One was an anomaly with an exceptionally strong sense of self.

Only when the two heads landed in the Faceless One's hands did Huo Lei realize Li Fan had tricked them.

Head weapons? They were just two clumps of dried-up meat!

The Faceless One's voice was cold and ominous. "He who dares challenge the sovereign's authority shall be torn apart by chariots. Kill him."

The Faceless One's powerful psychic pressure surged toward Li Fan like a solid mass. It reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air, and a voice that seemed to come from deep within everyone's minds rang in their ears:

"He shall be torn apart by chariots!"

Feeling a strange pain surge through his limbs, Li Fan couldn't help sighing.

He didn't want to, but it had come to this.

The Tiger Pillar God was useless.

He reached into the air and caught hold of a psychic chain, then yanked it hard.

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

Joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure; greed, hatred, obsession, and resentment—all eight emotions surged through everyone at once. They wept and laughed, grief mingling with fury, greed with rage and joy. It was as if their hearts had been twisted into knots in an instant.

The scattered psychic energy throughout the underground space seemed to encounter a colossal whirlpool, surging toward Li Fan.

Eight-Heads, possessed!

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