My Job Is Quite Unique Chapter 128
byChapter 128: Assassination! Black Tuo Priest?
“Three professionals of the same rank killed in one encounter…”
From the deep crack, a figure slowly floated out like a ghost, with withered white hair almost covering half of his face. His throat sounded like grinding stones, hoarse and unpleasant:
“This is just a newly promoted Arcane Apprentice, truly worthy of being a core seed, with a Moyu talent.”
Yang Yan, standing at the edge of the crack, was startled and quickly assumed a fighting stance.
Wu Yang’s expression was grave, his brows tightly furrowed as he stared at him. Su Chen’s companion, Zhang Yunqing, however, had a glimmer of surprise in her beautiful eyes, “You are… the third son of the Pang family, Pang Yongliang!?”
“Oh?” The withered white hair on the old man’s face swept aside, revealing a pair of deeply sunken, crimson eyes. His skin, stacked like a mummy’s, showed a morbid smile: “I’m already this sick, yet someone still recognizes me…”
Seeing how terrifying and hideous the man was, Zhang Yunqing’s heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but take two steps back.
“You’re the remnant of the Pang family who’s been on the run?” Su Chen asked the old man. He had heard Ming Lin mention this guy a few days ago while they were drinking.
This fellow had been in charge of the Pang family’s external business. When the family was destroyed, he wasn’t in Xingfeng and later went into hiding. The Tribunal had been looking for him.
“Remnant…” Pang Yongliang’s withered face twitched, his eyes fixed on Su Chen. “My Pang family has worked diligently for the Tribunal for generations, without merit, there has been hard work.”
“Only Pang Hui colluded with the Heretic God Cult. We didn’t even know about it, yet the Tribunal wanted to exterminate us, not even giving us a chance to argue. Erasing the memories of the children in the clan wasn’t enough; they were even sent to lower cities to become vagrants!”
“The Tribunal is heartless and ungrateful!”
Su Chen truly didn’t know the aftermath of the family’s destruction, but hearing Pang Yongliang, he couldn’t help but ask:
“Since only Pang Hui colluded with the Heretic God Cult before, what’s wrong with you now? Don’t tell me this place is just your old hideout.”
Pang Yongliang’s expression faltered, and he said in a deep voice, “I am here for revenge.”
Su Chen shrugged, “What if other members of the Pang family also want revenge, and contact the Heretic God Cult like you did?”
“Sophistry!” Pang Yongliang snarled, “I originally intended to lie low in Xingfeng and give you a big surprise. Unfortunately, you discovered me, so today I can only collect some interest.”
“A core seed, and a student of Xia Hanshi, good, truly excellent!”
“Ignorant and foolish!” Wu Yang stood in front of Pang Yongliang, one hand behind his back, making a gesture to signal the surrounding Judges to retreat.
At the same time, he sternly said, “The Tribunal destroyed the Pang family not just to hold them accountable, but also to warn everyone that this is the consequence!”
“Even if your relatives and friends don’t know, they will be punished, even to death, for your collusion with the Heretic God Cult!”
Punishing only the chief culprits would be too lenient. Since the family enjoyed the benefits of colluding with the Heretic God, they naturally had to pay the price.
Su Chen also retreated towards the gate with the other Judges.
“Die!” Pang Yongliang’s features twisted into a grotesque snarl, and gray-white mist spewed from his seven apertures.
His back arched, and his body, enshrouded in mist, turned into a blurred afterimage. The air exploded with a crackling sound, and his wide robes tore into strips during the rapid advance, revealing his gray-white skin beneath.
The swirling gray-white mist around him condensed into fanged cyclones during the charge. His fingernails on both hands grew into ten bone blades, which, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, shot straight for Wu Yang’s throat.
Wu Yang reacted quickly, and immediately, crimson flame ripples exploded around him. Fire dragons coiled around him and even condensed into a large crimson flame maw, intending to swallow the gray-white cyclones.
However, the moment they intersected, Wu Yang’s face changed dramatically. He saw that the fanged mist, which had seemed so menacing, suddenly dissipated as if it had no power, drifting past his body on both sides.
“Not good!”
His face drastically changed, sensing something. In a flash, he turned his head.
Sure enough, the mist re-converged behind him, its momentum undiminished, heading directly for Su Chen!
“Kill!”
Pang Yongliang’s face was filled with the pleasure of revenge. Xia Hanshi was one of the instigators of the Pang family’s downfall. Killing Su Chen would not only cause the Tribunal great grief but also make Xia Hanshi deeply regret it!
Killing this one person is far more effective than killing a hundred or a thousand Judges.
Crackling!
Blazing electric arcs exploded around Su Chen, and dazzling thunder light engulfed him. The violent power of wind and thunder even knocked away the Judges nearby.
“Useless, useless!” Pang Yongliang’s withered face, during high-speed movement, was terrifying, like wriggling earthworms.
The moment the ten bone blades were about to strike, the floor beneath Su Chen’s feet shattered, and an arc of light shot into the distance at an unobservable speed.
Boom!
The thunderball in front exploded and scattered in all directions. Pang Yongliang missed his target. His frightening eyes looked in the direction where the arc of light had shot, with a look of disbelief: “How can it be… so fast?”
But in an instant, Su Chen’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
“What kind of speed is that?” Wu Yang was also stunned, looking in the direction the arc of light had gone. “There’s no trajectory, no shadow to be seen. Is this guy really Tier 3?”
Zhang Yunqing, who had been thrown away, landed at that moment and didn’t even care about the pain in her body. Her eyes were dull. She ran… so fast.
“How could it be this fast! Damn it, damn it!” Pang Yongliang, looking deranged, suddenly turned around, his sinister gaze falling on the other Tribunal Guards nearby, especially Zhang Yunqing.
“Girl, you were the one who recognized me just now, right?”
Zhang Yunqing’s face paled in shock, while Wu Yang’s expression was grim. This Pang Yongliang had a unique profession and was good at assassinations. If he targeted these Tribunal Guards present,
He probably couldn’t stop him for a moment.
Unexpectedly, he had stumbled upon a dead rat this time, but unfortunately, he didn’t bring more people.
Just then, Pang Yongliang’s forehead twitched, and his body grew cold. He felt a threat. Subconsciously, gray-white mist diffused and spread.
But suddenly, his brain felt as if a needle had pricked it, and he was momentarily dazed.
And in that instant, behind him, fierce thunder exploded!
Boom boom boom!
Su Chen’s figure exploded like lightning, holding a dark cyan giant hammer, wrapped in violent thunder, and smashing down. There was no sign of charge, it appeared so abruptly, as if it had been prepared for a long time elsewhere.
Crimson electric snakes frantically darted across the hammer’s surface, tearing the air with explosive roars, intertwined with rolling thunder.
Before the hammerhead arrived, the violent thunder pressure had already ripped the surrounding air. The electrical storm wrapped around the hammer’s handle twisted like a living creature, and the bursting plasma illuminated the surroundings in a blinding white.
His appearing position was extremely tricky, almost touching Pang Yongliang, and all his abilities were compressed into the giant hammer formed in his hand.
This strike was his strongest current attack!
Boom!
The moment the hammerhead touched Pang Yongliang’s back, the accumulated power poured out like a flood, and in the blinding flash, a booming sound like a collapsing mountain erupted.
A colossal shockwave spread in a ring. Pang Yongliang’s cheeks twisted. This guy didn’t run at all, he was hiding nearby, and he didn’t even notice!
The terrifying power from his back stunned him even more. Was this really a Tier 3 professional who had just been promoted?
Bang!
Like a ball being struck, Pang Yongliang’s body shot out abruptly.
“Wu Yang!” Su Chen roared. Wu Yang, startled by Su Chen’s sudden appearance, came to his senses. His body moved faster than his thoughts, and years of combat experience led him to the best option.
His arms stretched forward, and the rolling crimson flames on both sides condensed into a fire dragon, roaring out!
One after the other, the attacks were perfectly timed!
Boom!
The fire dragon exploded, turning into a sky full of fire rain, splashing in all directions.
Thump!
Accompanying the fall was a body almost charred, which was Pang Yongliang.
“Cough… cough…” Pang Yongliang was not dead yet, his skin was scorched brown, and electric arcs occasionally sparked from his wounds.
“He’s still not dead, his vitality is really tenacious.” Su Chen shook his arm, and his body swayed. The extreme outburst made him feel empty at the moment.
Just now, when Pang Yongliang launched his attack, he didn’t flee far. He merely entered a spatial rift in an instant, and at the same time, he fired a bolt of electricity, creating the illusion of escape.
Then, when Pang Yongliang’s target shifted, he charged up in the spatial rift, launching a close-range sneak attack, and only barely managing to create a brief opening with the [Heituo’s Gaze].
But the opponent was, after all, a Tier 4 professional, and he also needed Wu Yang’s cooperation to seriously injure him, which is why he used a hammer, a heavy weapon, to blast him towards Wu Yang.
If he had used a sharp weapon, it would have been difficult to achieve success.
Wu Yang stared at him as if he had seen a ghost. Was he still difficult to kill?
Without Su Chen’s assistance, catching the opponent would be a problem for him. Their擅長的 orientations were completely different, and his overall strength might even be inferior to Pang Yongliang’s.
But precisely because of this, Pang Yongliang, who was skilled in sneak attacks, was severely wounded after being subjected to a frontal assault.
“Good… good…” Yang Yan swallowed, his throat bobbing. Su Chen… how did he become so abnormal?
“You…” Pang Yongliang struggled to turn over, his already charred skin cracking open to reveal the bloody muscles beneath.
“…how… could this be…” Only a few syllables could escape his throat.
“Take him out…” Wu Yang raised his hand, and nearby Tribunal Guards quickly stepped forward, first sustaining his life, then carrying him out.
Zhang Yunqing and others also limped out, leaving only a few Tier 3 Judges.
“I didn’t expect him to be hiding here.” Wu Yang walked to the cave entrance and said coldly, “He actually dug such a large hole.”
“This place used to be a shopping mall, which was later bought by the Zhou family and renovated. Did the Zhou family also collude with the Heretic God Cult?” Yang Yan couldn’t help but ask.
“Watch your words…” Wu Yang frowned, “Perhaps the Zhou family didn’t know, this place might have been built even longer ago.”
Zhou He of the Zhou family and Zhou Yanwu, the head of the Security Division, share the same surname, Zhou.
“Is there anything else below?” Yang Yan, realizing his slip of the tongue, changed the subject.
“I don’t know, it’s better to…” Wu Yang was also unsure, “Pang Yongliang hiding here is already surprising enough, and if there’s more…”
Su Chen’s eyes flickered. Pang Yongliang was clearly not a Heretic God Cultist.
What he could sense should all be similar to some kind of arcane object. It was impossible for Heretic God Cultists to let an outsider guard that thing.
“How about we wait first…” Before Wu Yang could finish, a wisp of black mist drifted out from the cave. His heart felt as if it was clutched by a large hand, his pupils contracted, and he immediately shouted:
“Run!!”
Su Chen’s eyelids twitched, and he moved the fastest. This time, he was truly escaping. Electric lights exploded under his feet, and the Azure Lightning God Walk combined with the wind boots. Thunder roared, and he shot out like an arrow from a bowstring.
This was the first time Su Chen had tried his full speed. He just felt a blur in front of his eyes, his face stinging, and a sound exploded behind him, as the wall had been breached.
“What ran out?” Wu Yang was baffled. Su Chen was gone before he even ran out of the hall.
Although it was not as eerily vanished as before, this time it was genuinely extremely fast.
His continuously advancing profession basically didn’t excel in speed; his speed could only be described as conventional, but he was still a Tier 4 professional.
“He can run, he can fight, he’s too versatile. This is the strength of a top-tier profession…”
Even at this crucial moment of escape, Wu Yang couldn’t help but think, a sense of envy rising within him.
“Since you found us, then all of you stay!”
A faint shout came from behind. Su Chen felt a chill in his feet. The black mist, creeping from an unknown place, was even faster than his escape.
“A big scary one, even more powerful than Pang Yongliang! A Black Tuo Priest?” Su Chen realized this. His speed was fast, but he was getting closer to the building.
The surrounding area seemed to have fallen into a quagmire.
“Using us as bait, where are the protectors?” Su Chen’s brows furrowed. He could transform into a Black Tuo Priest, and preserve his life at the last moment.
But if someone discovered the anomaly, it would be troublesome.
In the distance, Zhu Peng and the other Supervisors, who had rushed back after noticing the commotion, looked horrified. They stared blankly at Yun Hai Jian, which was already enveloped in black mist, and muttered in a low voice:
“It’s over, it’s over…”
“A Priest, a Black Tuo Priest, there’s actually a Priest here?”
Yang Yan, who was the slowest, couldn’t help but turn back and look at the figure rising from the cave. His pupils were black, devouring the surrounding light, and his heart was shattered, “What kind of bad luck do I have?”
To this day, he still believed that it was his report that led Su Chen to investigate this place.
“There really is a great demon…”
Suddenly, a surprised voice echoed, and Yang Yan’s body shook. The voice sounded familiar.
Countless threads of light emerged from the void, seemingly guided by an invisible force, weaving rapidly around the Black Tuo Priest.
These lights were not gentle streams but carried a cold, regulatory power, tracing an elliptical outline. Each trajectory precisely fit into the others.
The entire formation rotated slowly like a living being, and the dark power emitted by the Black Tuo Priest caused tiny sparks to continuously erupt at the edges.
“Seal Master… Second Judge…” The Black Tuo Priest’s face was grim.
He couldn’t fathom how the Tribunal could still inexplicably find this place, even though they had curbed their external activities for over a month.
He did not give up resisting, but it was all in vain. As the last rune connected, the formation suddenly solidified into a physical entity.
The light transformed from a flowing state to a hard, crystal-like texture, with faint patterns floating on its surface, forming a hexagonal prism centered around the Black Tuo Priest.
The surrounding darkness seemed to lose control, gradually receding, and finally disappearing completely.
“Judge…” Yang Yan collapsed to the ground, looking at the woman in the white-gold robe who appeared before him. It was You Shan.
(End of this chapter)
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