Chapter 517: Chapter 517
The wearer’s pollution resistance will be greatly enhanced, and they will be immune to part of the effects of extraordinary power.
While wearing it, the wearer will not die from fatal injuries.
Number A-127, Angel’s Robe.
This is undoubtedly an extremely useful sealing object.
Just the enhancement of the five senses and improvement in pollution resistance can be considered miraculous.
The wearer also has an undying trait while wearing it.
This is entirely a sealing object that can comprehensively enhance both the combat strength and survival ability of martial artists and extraordinaries.
If it weren’t for the lack of destructive power, it might have been classified as an S Level sealing object.
A sealing object has significant side effects.
The illusions and potential for mental split are enough to push an extraordinary into the abyss of distortion.
So this is a double-edged sword.
If one cannot bear it, they will be affected by the sealing object instead.
Every A Level personnel of the Anomaly Bureau has undergone the highest level of spirit training.
Roxia is naturally no exception.
She wouldn’t dare to come into contact with this sealing object.
The wooden box slowly opens.
Inside, a pure white garment is folded into a square, emitting a dreamy fragrance.
This scent somewhat resembles the fragrance of flowers, with a slight intoxicating feel.
At the moment the fragrance is released, the purple sandalwood incense scent from the box itself mixes with it.
Everyone’s complexion subtly changes.
Although they had heard of the renowned A-127 before.
Many of Roxia’s subordinates are seeing it for the first time.
That scent just now...
Made them have all kinds of fantasies in their minds.
This is only a second of contact.
"All of you step back, take your anti-pollution elixir, form teams of three, watch each other, and don’t distract me."
Roxia picked up A-127 and draped it over her shoulders.
Upon hearing this, everyone also took their carried anti-pollution medicine.
The ingredients of these medicines mainly stabilize the spirit, nurture the body, and inhibit spiritual power, and their raw materials are produced in the Spirit Realm.
The Spirit Realm is vast and full of wonders.
But the development of anti-pollution medicine is still in its early stages.
And the cost is extremely high, with even the allocation for the Anomaly Bureau not being abundant.
After Roxia put on Angel’s Robe, her presence suddenly changed.
A mysterious, distant, and holy feeling emanated from her, with a sense of not allowing desecration or violation.
The group dared not look too much.
According to Roxia’s previous instructions.
They formed groups of three and watched over each other.
Firstly to avoid anyone experiencing distortion, and secondly to prevent an attack from the hidden cultist.
Under these circumstances.
Protecting themselves without causing trouble for the superior is all they can do.
The one enduring the greatest spiritual pressure is still Roxia.
Although she is the captain of the Anomaly Bureau, an elite-level martial artist, and within the Guardian Sequence, Sequence Six’s Shield of Impermeability.
She also felt enormous stress from her spirit.
The Guardian Sequence.
Mainly focuses on tempering spirit and will, with reinforcing the body as an aid.
Once reaching the middle to high sequence.
Every extraordinary of the Guardian Sequence will possess an extremely resolute will and a spirit that can be described as terrifying.
Roxia is particularly outstanding among them.
Yet even so, after putting on Angel’s Robe, she felt incredibly strained.
Inexplicable whispers continuously murmured in her ears, making her breathing uneven.
She understands the situation is urgent now.
After briefly adapting to the spiritual pressure brought by Angel’s Robe, she began to focus her spirit, observing carefully inch by inch around her.
Outside the entire room.
The areas shrouded by the Spirit Realm isolation show no anomalies.
Roxia furrowed her brows, her gaze settling within the room.
With no anomalies outside.
The target must be hiding in the room.
The room has long been surveyed, with no place to hide, such as hidden compartments or cellars capable of accommodating a person.
Even if the target can become invisible.
With Angel’s Robe, they cannot remain hidden.
There’s also the worst-case scenario.
The target may not be here, and instead have already left.
The deaths of those three were merely methods he laid out.
And the isolating Spirit Array outside.
Was also a trap that had long been set.
He deliberately let the Anomaly Bureau discover his whereabouts, just to fish...
If this is really the case, Roxia has to admit that the opponent’s cunning and strength exceeded her imagination.
The God of Surroundings.
Is an Evil God known for deceit and deception.
Like a predator lurking in the shadows, enjoys slowly torturing its prey before devouring it whole.
Roxia gritted her silver teeth and stepped into the room.
The powerful insight brought by the Angel’s Robe almost instantly allowed her to take in the whole room’s situation.
Even the deep underground of the house, she could probe.
Her spirituality extended more than thirty meters deep underground, with no discoveries.
Could it be that, as she thought, the target had long since escaped?
Roxia’s face gradually turned grim.
The hallucinations in her ears grew more serious, and the negative effects brought by the Angel’s Robe continued to burden her.
Combined with her frustration and anxiety.
Roxia’s vision actually began to double.
She hurriedly steadied her mind, planning to exit the room and discuss the next steps with Baiyu.
Screams suddenly rang in her ears.
Like a noisy symphony.
The high-decibel cries resonated on her eardrums, almost unbearable.
Roxia ignored everything else and kicked open the door.
In the open space outside the house.
Under the lantern’s light.
Except for Baiyu, all members from the Anomaly Bureau she brought along had scarlet mycelium coming out of their mouths, eyes, noses, and ears.
Their skin was rupturing.
Their clothes shredded by the rampant mycelium stretching out from their bodies.
Blood gushed forth, pooling into a crimson puddle on the ground.
A dozen or more people half-kneeled on the ground, mycelium covering their bodies like clusters of blooming flowers.
Roxia’s eyes narrowed.
An uncontrollable rage rose from her heart.
These were all her trusted aides.
Many of whom she had personally nurtured.
Completely wiped out without a single survivor!
"Bastard, I’ll kill you!!"
Roxia’s heart burned with fury.
Though she exuded a sacred aura from the Angel’s Robe, at this moment her face was contorted, like a vengeful demon.
Baiyu’s image gradually changed.
Merging with the image of the culprit in her mind.
Not all people are the same.
In extreme anger, Roxia finally couldn’t help but generate an illusion!
Despite Baiyu being the innocent victim,
at this moment, aside from him and Roxia, there were no other living people around the house.
At this moment, Baiyu had just closed the Dream Pocket Watch, his gaze sharply surveying the surroundings, only to see Roxia recklessly charging at him, his expression darkened.
Facing Roxia, who had completely lost her reason due to anger and hallucination, without any logical judgment.
Baiyu raised his fist and punched her in the face.
The force of a Tier Six Martial Artist’s punch was enough to kill several cows.
Baiyu’s Blood Qi had long been refined through the Earl’s Mansion’s Blood and Qi Refining Device, with daily medicinal baths and dietary supplements, and daily guidance from master Yi Xian, reaching its peak.
With these three-pronged approaches.
Even those veteran Tier Six Martial Artists didn’t have Baiyu’s solid foundation.
Roxia flew out like a sandbag, nose bleeding profusely.
From a cute young girl to a disheveled mess in an instant.
"Bastard, snap out of it. Look at me, see who I am!"
Baiyu shouted angrily.
Roxia was struck by a stronger aura than her own, combined with the personality-correcting punch to her face.
The fiery pain snapped her out of her illusion.
"I’ve found him already!"
Roxia snapped out of her anger, "Impossible, I used a Sealing Object, found no abnormalities around."
Baiyu rolled his dead fish eyes, "Many times, people tend to ignore the most visible things."
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He reached for his waist, grabbing the cold Shark’s Kiss Gun handle in his hand.
The Shark Kiss, modified multiple times by Cang Yan, now looked vastly different from its original form.