Chapter 1176: Chapter 1162: The Operation Begins
This is a special state.
Baiyu found it hard to say exactly how much his strength could be enhanced in this state, but it was far more powerful than the temporary enhancement Sealing Object like the "Descent of the Demon King" he used before.
It would at least improve his combat power by one to one and a half levels.
After the activation of the Golden Blood.
Baiyu’s strength could be increased by about half a level, and he would possess the Golden Body, along with various powerful abilities.
"Both of these are transformation-type abilities, they need names for distinction."
Baiyu thought to himself.
After pondering slightly in his mind, he decided on names for these two transformation abilities.
The transformation of Golden Blood.
Baiyu straightforwardly named it the "Golden State."
The physical enhancement from the fusion of Blood Qi and Spirituality, Baiyu called the "Rage" state.
After all, in that situation,
calling it Rage was not an exaggeration.
"For the time being, there’s no way to learn more information about the Hermit Order, but since they’re proselytizing, they will surely notice when these missionaries do not return, and they might sweep in then."
Baiyu only needed to wait for them in the Abai Bridge District.
Then he could capture this group from the Hermit Order, and maybe get some explosive information.
He was about to continue familiarizing himself with the "Rage" state when a white pigeon slowly flew down from the sky.
It landed on Baiyu’s arm:
"Tonight at twelve, we move in the factory district."
Alfred’s old voice came from the pigeon’s mouth.
The factory district, it’s where Abaida Factories are most concentrated, and also where the most workers are, with a huge flow of people every day.
"Okay."
Baiyu took a deep breath, raised his hand, and the pigeon flew off automatically into the sky.
He called over Cang Yan and Nancy, and said in a low voice, "Tonight I have to leave for a while, you both have hidden protections, and around the Ancient Castle, I’ve set up Spirit Arrays to prevent detection, basically, there shouldn’t be any major issues."
"If there’s a problem, I’ll escape."
Nancy said in a low voice.
Baiyu didn’t say much more and just smiled, "If the enemy can break through the Ancient Castle, escaping wouldn’t make much difference."
After speaking.
His figure gradually disappeared.
...
Night, Abaida Factory District.
Countless machines roared, the atmosphere steamy, and resting workers took their break in the bars on the streets.
The bar business here was the best.
At every moment,
from night until dawn, there was no shortage of patrons.
Bang.
In the dead of night, the bar door was roughly pushed open.
A burly man walked in, flexing his half-mechanical right arm: "A bottle of Welsh beer."
He shouted towards the bar.
The big man sat beside, looking at the passersby and vehicles outside the window, his eyes somewhat anxious, as if waiting for someone.
Not long after.
Another man wrapped in a black trench coat entered the bar, he first scanned the surroundings, soon finding the big man’s location.
"You’re late."
The big man took swigs of beer, his eyes sweeping over the man’s body, coldly said.
The man sat across from him, slightly nervous: "The goods?"
"It’s in the factory, recently business has been difficult, we took a big risk, the price for this batch, needs to increase by 20%."
The big man said casually.
The man’s eyebrows knitted: "Raising the price again? You only raised it last month, remember, you’re not the only ones doing slave trade in Abaida. If you don’t do it, others are doing it."
The big man’s drinking motion paused slightly.
He turned his head, chuckled strangely: "From today, we are the only ones doing slave trade in the factory district. If you don’t want it, feel free to find others."
The man’s face froze for a moment, then twitched a few times, and said in a low voice: "Take me to see the goods."
...
The ground was dark and damp.
The factory machines’ rumbling constantly emanated.
The man followed behind the big man, turning down one alley after another, soon arriving in front of an old-looking factory.
The big man unlocked the factory’s iron door with a key.
Clatter.
The sound of chains rattling was heard.
As the iron door slowly opened, the scene inside was revealed to the man’s eyes.
Tattered and unconscious people were tied to one factory pillar after another.
There were men, women, and children.
They looked gaunt and many had wounds on their bodies, yet they were tied to the iron columns like pets.
"This batch of goods is not bad, with no major flaws, they are unconscious now because we overdosed them with sedatives earlier.
They should wake up after a day.
Five thousand each."
The big man said with a calm face.
The man in the black trench coat did not hesitate, he took out a wallet from his pocket, just as he was about to pay, suddenly he felt a pang of dread in his heart.
At this moment the big man also reacted, looking towards the ceiling.
However.
He saw nothing, his body split into pieces, scattered across the hard cement floor.
The man did not hesitate, immediately understanding that things were beyond his expectation.
Exposed!
And was targeted by a High Sequence Extraordinary.
He immediately turned, his entire body shrouded in black feathers like those of a raven, forming a bizarre outfit, quickly disappearing inside the factory.
Yet he did not get far, blood sprayed from his mouth, his body shattered and fell to the ground.
At that moment.
A black-robed elderly man stepped out of the darkness.
His hair was gray, but his eyes were as sharp as steel. His face was scarred, yet he did not look old or weak.
"That’s enough, I didn’t kill him."
The black-robed old man’s hoarse voice said.
Baiyu then emerged from the darkness, abandoning the idea of ambushing. Originally, he thought Alfred calling him along would mean facing something formidable, but unexpectedly it was just a henchman.
"I say, you’re quite a failed Chief Judge, to have to personally come for a small fry like this, isn’t there anyone under you capable?"
Baiyu mocked.
Alfred shook his head: "This matter requires personal involvement, or unpredictable changes may occur.
Misar is a cunning fox, having others do it, I’m not assured."
"Alright, what do you plan to do? This guy likely isn’t Misar’s confidant." Baiyu kicked the man who had his limbs severed by Alfred.
The opponent was now just a human stump.
Ordinary people with such severe injuries would probably die from blood loss on the spot.
But his severed wounds healed and scabbed quickly, appearing quite eerie.
"Let’s interrogate first, he’s in charge of the slave deals, he should have access to quite a bit of information."
Alfred walked up to the man.
