Chapter 68 Reunion

Watching the bleak red light of the Bloody Sensation slowly fade from his vision, Fang Senyan breathed a long sigh. At this moment, he held four Bloody Invitation cards, making him a unique boss in the entire Bloody World, so to speak. He was practically glowing purple! The other participants in the same batch really couldn't miss him even if they wanted to!

Fortunately, he held the Milky Way thing in his hands, reluctant to trade it. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to mobilize the MIB guys and get them to request a large number of troops to defend this place. To be honest, although the participants this time were powerful, they hadn't reached the point where they could despise the regular army, especially with Fang Senyan and Aziz hiding among them, ready to strike at any time? The combined power of the two could not be ignored, so it was reasonable that no one dared to come.

After the Bloody Sensation subsided, Fang Senyan and Aziz simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing their bodies and leaning against the nearby sofa in a somewhat undignified manner.

Although they hadn't fought, their fully focused nerves had been stretched taut, like a fully drawn bow. It would have been fine if they had drawn it and shot, but being constantly tense like that was the most mentally exhausting.

They had persevered until the long Bloody Sensation ended, and both felt an indescribable exhaustion surge into their minds. This wasn't physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion. Fang Senyan picked up the cold coffee on the table in front of him and took a deep, greedy sip, letting the bitter taste spread throughout his body. He closed his eyes and rested for a while before saying:

"Finally got through it."

Aziz, though still sitting upright, couldn't help but pick up the clear water in front of him and take a sip. He said in a low voice:

"After resting, it's time to return! The sooner the better! I don't know why, but staying in this Bloody World always gives me an ominous feeling, like a knife against my back!"

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes, and though he didn't speak, the image of the strange cardinal in red reappeared in his mind. It was the first time he had seen someone grow flesh into a coat, and it felt unreal, as if it were a product manufactured in a factory.

Aziz began to take out bullets, engraving them one by one. Fang Senyan could feel magical power fluctuating and swirling on the bullets, which seemed to be Aziz's enhancement secret method. After resting in the inner room for a while, they returned to their best condition.

Fang Senyan looked at Aziz and said:

"Shall we go?"

Aziz nodded and pointed to the map:

"There are two return locations now: the Seventeenth Street subway station in Brooklyn and the eleventh floor of the Morgan Financial Center on Third Street in Manhattan. The other return locations have been shielded. Which one do you think we should go to?"

Fang Senyan smiled wryly:

"I think we should go to the eleventh floor of the Morgan Financial Center on Third Street in Manhattan."

Aziz frowned:

"Why?"

Fang Senyan smiled wryly:

"Because in my prompts, the Seventeenth Street subway station in Brooklyn has also been shielded, so I have no choice! And I don't know if you've noticed, but the return conditions have also changed somewhat."

Aziz asked in confusion:

"What changes?"

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes and said:

"According to the initial settings, the process of me teleporting back to the Nightmare Space was delayed for a full five minutes, and the teleporter couldn't make any movements during that time. If it was interrupted, I'd have to wait an hour before I could teleport again—you should be the same, right?"

Aziz nodded:

"That's right."

The expression on Fang Senyan's face was very indifferent, but in his heart, he felt a burst of indescribable fear:

"But my current rule is that I can return directly to the Space as soon as I enter the return location!"

Aziz's face also became very ugly!

Their reactions seemed quite strange. It was clear that the difficulty of returning had been greatly reduced, so why were they so conflicted? This was because they both knew that the reduction in the difficulty of returning didn't mean that the difficulty of completing the Golden Side Mission had been reduced!

The Space had suddenly reduced the difficulty of returning so much, which could only mean one thing: the interception Fang Senyan and the others encountered on the road would likely be difficult to an extent they couldn't estimate! In order to maintain the difficulty balance coefficient of the entire mission, they could only weaken the difficulty coefficient setting for returning.

"Or we could split up?" Fang Senyan suddenly said, "You go to the Seventeenth Street subway station in Brooklyn, and I go to Third Street in Manhattan? That might split up the enemy's forces?"

But Aziz didn't agree with this approach, because he was the kind of person who liked to have success or failure in his own hands. If they separated, and Fang Senyan failed, Aziz wouldn't even know how his mission failed, which he couldn't tolerate.

After much consideration, they decided that it would be better to investigate the situation first. They borrowed the MIB's powerful strength and quietly slipped out of headquarters, blending into the bustling streets of New York. Surprisingly, they didn't detect anything unusual after wandering the streets for an hour or two.

An indescribable feeling of strangeness surged in the hearts of Fang Senyan and Aziz. During this time, they were like taut strings, without any time to relax. Fang Senyan couldn't help but grit his teeth and say:

"Okay, it looks like someone is waiting for us! The other side knows that I can only return by going to the Morgan Financial Center on Third Street in Manhattan, so they have no intention of wasting energy searching for us, but are waiting for us to deliver ourselves to their door. Since it's the same whether we stretch our necks or not, we can only go and try!

Aziz nodded with a gloomy expression. He saw a BMW Z4 convertible next to him and jumped in. He started the engine without much effort, which showed that Aziz did this kind of thing often. Then, Aziz floored the accelerator.

The BMW Z4's good power provided a very strong thrust. Under Aziz's control, it weaved through the long traffic flow in New York at an astonishing speed. Red lights were completely ignored. Several times, it passed other vehicles with only a few centimeters to spare, showing an amazing combination of madness and elegance.

At the moment of swiftly passing, the gale brought by this high-performance vehicle "slapped" various garbage several meters into the air. The vehicles that passed by also dodged, although several police cars were angrily chasing after them, their vehicle performance and driving skills were far inferior, and they were soon left far behind.

Under Aziz's control, the car quickly arrived at a place two kilometers away from its destination. Here, the twin towers of the Morgan Financial Center were clearly visible. When Aziz stopped the car, wisps of green smoke and the smell of burning rubber even came out of the tires.

Aziz breathed a heavy sigh and said:

"Let's go."

The two continued to move forward, but just as they approached within one kilometer of the Morgan Financial Center! Both of their bodies shook violently at the same time! Because at that moment, they realized that their minds seemed to have been stained with something, like small flying insects touching a transparent spider web! Gentle, sticky, but with hidden murderous intent!

In the next second, a lazy, warm breath rushed towards them, like the sunlight in spring, giving people a strong feeling of laziness and warmth, soaking people to the point where they didn't even want to move their fingers. The two felt a thud in their hearts:

"Here it comes!"

It may sound strange, but despite being attacked, the two felt a faint sense of relief because they had been mentally prepared. Suddenly, Fang Senyan and Aziz felt a burning sensation on the left side of their bodies, as if they were being baked and roasted by the setting sun reflecting in summer.

The two turned around at the same time and immediately saw a tall man slowly walking from the pedestrian street hundreds of meters away. He wore a suit, tie, sunglasses, crew cut, and a pair of brown Berluti leather shoes, even diamond earrings, showing fashion without losing elegance.

However, this person's face and eyes were unusually familiar to Fang Senyan! He was the strange creature born from the deformed giant reproductive system underground! That cardinal in red! He never expected that he would appear in front of them in such a dress and such a posture!

"Heretics, you've finally come!" In the cardinal's eyes, in addition to the coldness and ruthlessness that swept everything, there was even a hint of indescribable cruelty and excitement! Perhaps Fang Senyan and Aziz had chased him away in a mess before, and he regarded it as a lifelong humiliation.

"The guidance of God was indeed not wrong. We have finally met again!"

At this time, Fang Senyan and Aziz had already entered a state of combat readiness. When Fang Senyan saw that the opponent was the cardinal in red, he felt relieved. This was human nature. Anyone would have some psychological advantage when facing an enemy they had fought and driven away before.

At this time, Aziz had quietly disappeared, not knowing where he was hiding, while Fang Senyan strode towards the cardinal in red! However, the cardinal in red stood still, a sneer on his lips. He suddenly raised his hands high, like he was doing a prayer!

"Humble sinners, tremble under the glory of God! The eyes of God are omnipresent, the power of God is omniscient. Confess the sins you have committed in your life!"