Kill Stealing?

The four fell silent. In the end, Harry stepped forward and began reciting a requiem spell over the people on the ground.

He was not sending them to Heaven or Hell, merely letting their souls return to nature so they would not become evil spirits or be eaten as snacks by those wandering half-demons.

That was all.

After finishing everything, the four concealed themselves and slowly left the police station, which had become a scene of horror.

But none of them noticed that, in an old red sports car some distance away, a man in sunglasses got out and watched them from afar.

"Hello? Special squad?"

"Come to this location and clean up the traces."

Because they needed to protect Angela, Zhang Yang and the other two accepted Angela's invitation and returned to her apartment.

Seeing the shattered door, the three gave Zhang Yang strange looks before finally going inside after a long while.

Once inside, Zhang Yang reached toward the floor and used the power of time magic to restore it. Then he carved the Eye of Horus into it before closing the door.

When he turned around, he was greeted by the shocked gazes of the other three again.

Honestly, he was already used to it.

"It's just time magic. This is all I can do."

Zhang Yang only offered an explanation. Whether they believed him or not was up to them.

Angela's home had three rooms in total. After giving it some thought, the four ultimately had Harry cast a spell and return to Kamar-Taj to rest, leaving Zhang Yang, the strongest among them, and Mera, the other woman, to protect Angela.

The night passed just like that.

Zhang Yang awoke from meditation and was very satisfied to find that his mental strength had grown a little stronger.

After getting up and washing up, Zhang Yang discovered that the two women had already woken up. Dressed in yoga outfits, they were following the television and practicing yoga poses.

"Breakfast is ready. Bacon and egg sandwiches. They're on the dining table."

Mera had just finished a difficult pose. She seemed a little embarrassed when she saw Zhang Yang, but she still said it with a blush.

"Okay."

Zhang Yang steadied himself and hurried to the dining table, taking huge bites out of his sandwich.

This sandwich is really big...

No, this sandwich is really long...

What the hell am I thinking?!

Zhang Yang ate his sandwich, but the image from earlier lingered in his mind.

Before transmigrating, he had been nothing more than a 996 corporate slave. Every day, he either worked or went home, with no time to interact with women.

After transmigrating, he had focused wholeheartedly on becoming stronger. While running his shop, he tried every method of growing stronger that he could think of, spending vast amounts of money yet achieving nothing. In the end, he could only place his hopes on the system.

Faced with two beautiful women with perfect figures, dressed in tight yoga outfits and performing those difficult yet incredibly seductive poses, it was already proof of his tremendous self-control that he had not transformed.

My heart is as clear as ice; even if the heavens fall, I shall not be shaken...

He silently recited the Ice Heart Art in his heart. By the time he finished breakfast, Zhang Yang found that his mind had calmed down.

With an unchanged expression, he greeted the two women and returned to his room to continue meditating.

Watching Zhang Yang's expressions and movements, the two women exchanged glances and began whispering to each other.

As for what they said... Zhang Yang had no idea.

It was not until noon that Harry opened a portal and returned.

Once the four had gathered, they began discussing what to do next, pooling their ideas.

In the end, they decided to find the Spear of Destiny first. Only by obtaining it could they fundamentally seize control of how this situation developed.

"Should I make the call?"

Zhang Yang took out the business card Coulson had given him yesterday and looked at the others questioningly. After receiving their approval, he dialed the number.

"Hello, S.H.I.E.L.D. Intelligence Studio. Who are you looking for?"

The phone was answered after only one ring, but it was not Coulson speaking.

"I'm looking for Coulson."

Zhang Yang gave a name, and the call was transferred.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Yang."

Coulson's voice came through the phone, as friendly as ever. "How can I help you?"

Zhang Yang stated his purpose directly. "Can you find the current location of the Spear of Destiny?"

"Of course."

Inside an office filled with screens, Coulson gestured to someone beside him and smiled. "Would you like it sent by email, or shall we discuss it over the phone?"

"Or perhaps we could talk face-to-face?"

Zhang Yang was not particularly satisfied with either of Coulson's options, so he offered a new one. "Just tell me where you are, and we can be there immediately."

"Let's not."

Coulson's heart jolted. The place he was currently in was no so-called intelligence studio, but a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base currently under his control.

"I'll send you a map. It will update the Spear of Destiny's location in real time."

Coulson quickly sent Zhang Yang an electronic map and prepared to end the call. "I have something to deal with here. Can we talk later?"

"Of course."

Zhang Yang had only been trying to scare Coulson. S.H.I.E.L.D. had always been full of shady nonsense, and now that he had the electronic map, he could not be bothered dealing with them.

When dealing with people whose hearts had turned black, one had to be careful not to get sold off while still helping them count the money!

"This location..."

Opening the electronic map, Zhang Yang looked at the location of the Spear of Destiny and suddenly had a bad feeling.

BOOM!

An astonishing commotion came from the adjacent room. The Eye of Horus Zhang Yang had set up was triggered, sending a figure flying.

What kind of figure was that?

There was not a single piece of intact flesh on its body. The muscles exposed to the air were twisted, yet they still supplied that body with an endless stream of power.

A broken golden spear was clutched in its hand. Perhaps due to the passage of time, or some other reason, its palm had fused with the broken spear, making for an especially grotesque sight.

Those cloudy eyes stared fixedly at Zhang Yang and the others.

More precisely, they were staring at Angela behind Zhang Yang.

"Hand... her over!"

A harsh, grating voice came from the humanoid monster before them. The Hell energy clinging to it drove away even the sunlight around them.

"Dream on."

Zhang Yang signaled to the people beside him, telling Harry and Mera to protect Angela, then launched his attack.

But... before the attack could begin, a holy white light suddenly appeared.

Within that white light, the monster was like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, its body gradually melting away.

"Trying to steal my kill?"

Zhang Yang was furious. "Did you ask me first?"

"Die!"

Slamming both hands against the ground, Zhang Yang unleashed two bright red bolts of lightning. In the blink of an eye, they blasted the monster's body into fragments, and streams of black smoke escaped from it and drifted through the air.

"Ding. Congratulations, host, for killing an Advanced Demon Soldier (possessed state). Reward obtained: Physical Strength +1."