Chapter 57 Pocket Demons, Burning City

Yeyue bit her lower lip hard and, without the slightest hesitation, directly activated her deified form. A blood-red moon hung high behind her, and boundless blood gushed from her wounds.

The blood surged and condensed into a razor-sharp blade. With a wave of her hand, the blood transformed into a crimson wall, blocking the incoming bone spikes.

She slashed wildly with the blood blade, completely cleaving off the bone spikes sprouting from the wall, and then grabbed Ren Jie by the collar, charging fiercely in the direction of the Gaze Fiend!

"Raging Blood!"

"Blood God Spear!"

A massive Blood God Spear formed and crystallized. Crimson divine patterns surfaced on Yeyue's body as she hurled the Blood God Spear with brutal force, then spun around and delivered a vicious kick to the shaft.

Second-stage acceleration!

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening sonic boom, the Blood God Spear instantly streaked across the corridor and impaled the Gaze Fiend dead-on.

Its massive body was carried backward by the momentum, pinning the entire demon against the wall at the end of the corridor and slicing it clean in half.

The Gaze Fiend struggled for a moment before going still. After all, Yeyue was a favored of the gods, and her attacks carried inherent divine attributes. Unless it was a demon with exceptionally powerful regenerative abilities, it could not withstand a divine favored's execution technique.

"Let's move! Fall back to the end of the corridor so we don't get attacked from both front and rear."

The five of them fought as they retreated, finally reaching the side of the Gaze Fiend's corpse, where the blood wall was being relentlessly breached.

And what was even more despairing was that whirlpools were forming across the ceiling and the walls, with demons crawling out of them one after another—some of the third rank, others of the fourth.

At this point, no one could manage a smile.

All ten of Yeyue's fingernails had vanished completely, and the skin on her arms was beginning to dissolve into nothingness piece by piece.

"Ren Jie, absorb this demon's genetic fragments; they will be useful to you. Leaf, Xiaoxiao, Lao Wu, hold this position and don't let the demons break through!"

Commands were issued in an orderly, unhurried manner. The four-member team cooperated with tacit understanding, forming a defensive formation to halt the demons' advance.

Although Ren Jie couldn't offer much help, he didn't become a burden either. He immediately activated his genetic assimilation to devour the genetic fragments...

The fourth-rank Gaze Fiend was overwhelmingly potent, instantly pushing Ren Jie's flash vision and X-ray vision to the maximum of the first rank.

In this instant, the corridor was filled with the clanging sounds of fierce collisions, stray bullets flying everywhere, and flashes of crimson light, intermingled with Wu Yunqing's angry roars.

Ren Jie was growing frantic as well. Under the current circumstances, the five of them wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on?"

Holding onto the mentality of trying anything, Ren Jie directly activated his X-ray vision skill and gazed at the corridor wall.

Gradually, the wall began to turn transparent. Behind it lay pitch-black darkness, as if thick demonic mist was roiling.

A sudden stinging sensation rushed into his eyes, but even the demonic mist was pierced through. Ren Jie finally managed to see clearly the scene on the other side of the wall.

His face turned completely pale, and he hurriedly looked toward Yeyue and the others. However, at that very glance, Ren Jie spat out a violent fountain of blood, the sheer recoil of his shock even forcing him back two steps.

Because under Ren Jie's field of vision, Yeyue and Yun Xiao were wearing absolutely nothing at all—they were, so to speak, exposed entirely to his view.

"Why are you having a nosebleed again? Are you injured?"

Ren Jie wiped his face indiscriminately, his old face burning red:
(◦°᷄ །▿། °᷅) "N-no... I know where we are now. It... it seems like the entire Town Demon Bureau is inside the belly of a demon. That demon doesn't seem to have a physical body; overall, it looks like... like a pocket? I can't quite describe it..."

At this moment, Yeyue was dumbfounded. How on earth did Ren Jie figure that out?

"Damn it—could it actually be a pocket demon? And one large enough to swallow the headquarters of the Town Demon Bureau whole?"

"What the hell is happening outside?"

Yeyue had only ever heard of pocket demons; they appeared extremely rarely, and the official records left behind were sparse, let alone information regarding their weaknesses.

However, right at that moment, the entire corridor began to vibrate, and then started to twist and rotate, resembling a tightly wrung dough twist or a winding giant serpent.

It was just like Inception.

The group completely lost control of their centers of gravity, tumbling directly toward the demons. They were thrown about in utter wretchedness, losing all sense of up, down, left, or right as a wave of heavy dizziness washed over them.

Under such conditions, simply standing steady was difficult, let alone fighting.

Just then, Ye Huai made a sudden grasping motion, pulling the steel bars out from within the concrete. They transformed into a belt that wrapped around everyone's waists. Under the influence of a metallic magnetic field, their bodies were steadily suspended mid-air, finally tearing them away from the spinning corridor.

Yet the situation did not improve. The demons' attacks continued, and the walls of the corridor began to tighten, squeezing inward toward the four of them.

If this continued, they would either be bitten to death by demons or crushed to death by the corridor, not to mention the fact that they were currently trapped inside a pocket demon's belly.

What should they do?

Ren Jie frantically pondered every possible option. The might of the Great Demon could not be used; doing so would be tantamount to courting death, as their enemies had come specifically targeted at him.

What the demon had mentioned earlier was a list of personnel, meaning it wasn't certain whether he was indeed the third demon prince.

If he used his power, it would confirm their suspicions.

Ren Jie, who kept scanning the surrounding environment with his X-ray vision, abruptly discovered a continuously shifting, distorted origin point within the corridor. It was extremely faint, to the degree that one couldn't even see it without straining.

"Yeyue! Pierce the position of the third light fixture in the corridor with your spear!"

Yeyue didn't hesitate for a second; a Blood God Spear thrust forward instantly.

With a "boom," the ceiling of the corridor was blasted open, exposing the dark foundation beneath, but the breach healed almost immediately...

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with that spot?"

Ren Jie stared wide-eyed, his eyes laced with red bloodshot veins, his nosebleed gushing wildly:

"A bit too late, you missed it. That distorted point has drifted away."

Yeyue, Yun Xiao, and the others were all somewhat bewildered.

"What distorted point? There's clearly nothing there."

Ren Jie wiped away his nosebleed:
"Hey—never mind that, ugh—blech! Ye Huai, Lao Wu, you two step aside, stop swaying back and forth in front of my eyes. It's an eyesore; how many pretty girls will I have to look at to cure this?"

Ye Huai and Wu Yunqing were dumbfounded.

What the heck is so eye-offending? Even if the two of them aren't conventionally handsome, they aren't ugly enough to offend anyone's eyes, right?

"Bah, nobody's as good at trashing people's appearances as you!"

However, Ren Jie urgently shouted, "Direction 19 o'clock, right by the emergency exit sign! Pierce it! With all your might!"

Yeyue's face darkened. What kind of nonsense 19 o'clock direction was that? Why didn't he just say 7 o'clock?

Though she didn't know why Ren Jie wanted her to do this, the moment he spoke, Yeyue thrust a Blood God Spear forward with all her strength.

With a crisp "crack," the Blood God Spear seemed to strike a node, and space shattered like a mirror.

The next instant, the entire corridor distorted violently, and a tremendous repulsive force acted upon them, bringing a dizzying whirlwind of motion...

Outside the headquarters of the Town Demon Bureau, the bodies of the five were directly ejected, crashing heavily onto a pile of ruins.

Ren Jie grimaced in pain, rubbing his shoulder.

Yet the next second, he froze completely in his tracks.

Outside was already pitch black, the full moon dim, and the divine heavenly gates hung high!

In the original location of the Town Demon Bureau headquarters, an utterly massive pocket demon with an entirely black, intangible body stood vertically.

Its body resembled a pitch-black, flat, elongated pouch, with the vast majority of its form hidden underground and only its head exposed to the surface.

Yet the head alone that protruded above ground stood over ten meters tall. Its mouth was extremely long, resembling the interlocking teeth of a zipper, clamped shut tightly, while a pair of giant eyes stared furiously at the five of them.

At this moment, the entire city of Jincheng had been illuminated by the glow of fires. Explosions echoed everywhere, and the panicked shrieks of people could even be heard.

The city had fallen; it felt as though the entire metropolis was burning!

Harsh, piercing alarms rang through the night sky, lingering endlessly...