Let's start by analyzing the sun

The sky was barely light.

More than two hundred black-armored soldiers, along with a large number of personnel dispatched by the Patrol Department, surrounded Jinglin Ward from all directions, completely sealing it off.

"Throw!"

A black-armored military officer, as strong as a bear, roared.

Twenty soldiers formed two rows, stepping forward in unison, raising their right arms and throwing the short spears in their hands.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

The sharp whistling sound instantly shattered the silence.

Twenty short spears rapidly crossed nearly a hundred meters, striking a two-story building.

Above the small building, at an altitude of a thousand meters, three nightjars were circling back and forth, seemingly guiding the attack.

"Boom! Boom!"

A faint white light flashed on the surface of the short spears, and then they exploded violently.

The powerful shockwave from the explosion instantly shattered the small building into pieces.

In an instant, a sudden change occurred.

A thick, ink-like black mist emerged from the ruins, and dozens of dark, bizarre vines shot out from the black mist, dancing wildly in the sky.

An extremely shrill howl swept through the area.

Some civilians living within two hundred meters immediately suffered an unexpected disaster.

Blood oozed from their mouths and noses, a frantic murmur echoed in their minds, and their bodies twitched uncontrollably.

Even the black-armored soldiers who destroyed the small building experienced intense discomfort, and various terrifying illusions appeared before their eyes.

"凝 (Freeze)!"

A stern shout rang out.

A large mass of extremely cold ice mist suddenly descended from the sky.

The ruins, along with the black mist monster within, were immediately frozen into an iceberg.

An extremely bone-chilling coldness spread out, and the surrounding ground, flowers, plants, and the surface of the houses instantly condensed a thin layer of frost.

The speed of the temperature drop exceeded the perception of normal people.

"破 (Break)!"

A second voice shouted.

The iceberg seemed to have been struck by a force of ten thousand jun, instantly shattering into powder.

The black mist sealed within also disappeared without a trace.

*

Shanyi Ward.

Cheng Han woke up from a deep sleep and was about to get out of bed to go to the bathroom when he heard a howl.

"Whoosh~"

The sound was very faint.

Cheng Han's mind buzzed, and his eyes suddenly blurred for a moment.

The bedroom door twisted strangely, seeming to transform into a giant mouth eager to devour someone, while the wardrobe stretched out two claws, as if trying to drag him into it.

At this moment.

Within his sea of consciousness, a ball of light emitting a soft white glow spontaneously expanded.

It was the remnant imprint of True Flame.

The illusions instantly vanished completely.

The bedroom door returned to being a door, and the wardrobe returned to its original state.

Cheng Han's heartbeat accelerated slightly: "The gold coin I dug out of the ditch last time contained the power of a dark believer, and the True Flame remnant imprint easily eliminated it.

Now, the True Flame remnant imprint has easily suppressed the illusion. It seems that this remnant imprint is a natural nemesis of the power of the alien god."

He checked his attributes and was pleasantly surprised to find that, perhaps due to the stimulation of the howl, or the accumulation from before, his mental value cap had increased by another 0.1 points.

Reaching a new height of 14.7.

Cheng Han recalled the illusion just now and realized: "Could it be that the black-armored army is besieging Tan Zicheng, and this howl is that guy's counterattack?"

Cheng Han decisively focused his mind and performed a deduction.

If the howl was really an attack launched by Tan Zicheng, this would be the best related object, which could greatly increase the success rate.

The next moment, an illusion slowly emerged:

In a scene of broken walls and ruins, a scarred figure was leaning against a section of wall, breathing with difficulty.

His face was extremely young, about ten years old, and his features were quite handsome.

Unfortunately, the bloodstains on his face and the tattered clothes all over his body greatly detracted from his overall image.

A black-robed man took a step closer and said in a cold tone: "You dog thing, you hid very deeply."

"Bah!"

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed fiercely: "The glory of the 'Sartre Clan' will surely return, blood and death are your…"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the black-robed man: "Give him a lesson!"

A soldier strode over, silently raised a long sword, and swiftly stabbed four times, creating a bloody hole in the boy's hands and feet respectively.

After stabbing the last sword, the soldier did not pull it out, but forcefully inserted it into the ground, pinning the boy to the ground.

"Ah~"

The boy desperately howled.

After a moment, the illusion disappeared.

Without a doubt, this boy was Tan Zicheng.

The corner of Cheng Han's eye twitched: "That's ruthless!"

He once again felt fortunate: "This place is almost two kilometers away from Tan Zicheng's house, and it was still affected. It seems that I greatly underestimated this guy's strength.

"Fortunately, I didn't rely on mastering a little extraordinary power and recklessly went to investigate, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died without even leaving any residue."

It must be said, being a coward is the way to save your life!

Cheng Han's thoughts scattered: "I originally thought that Tan Zicheng had obtained extraordinary power by picking up some kind of item, but according to what the black-robed man said, it doesn't seem to be the case.

What does Tan Zicheng mean by the 'Sartre Clan'? It seems that it has never been mentioned in textbooks. The water here seems to be a bit deep."

He firmly remembered this word and planned to explore relevant information in the future.

Cheng Han opened the door and immediately found the black cat lying listlessly on the ground, seemingly also affected by the howl.

It turned its head to look at its owner and weakly meowed: "Meow~"

Since it did not possess extraordinary power, its condition seemed to be even worse.

Cheng Han quickly pressed down on the black cat, activated the True Flame remnant imprint with his mind, and a warm white light bloomed from his palm, instantly helping it dispel the negative effects.

The black cat instantly came to life, its cat eyes widened.

Obviously, it was extremely surprised by its owner's methods.

Cheng Han smiled: "By the way, let me tell you some good news, Tan Zicheng has been caught by the black-armored army. This guy probably doesn't have many days to live."

The black cat wagged its tail and was also very happy.

Cheng Han looked smug: "Tan Zicheng is indeed very strong, but he was still exposed by an unknown nobody like me. It is estimated that he will not know who he fell into the hands of until he dies."

"Meow~"

The black cat rubbed its head against its owner.

Cheng Han rubbed the black cat and quickly walked into the bathroom, relieving himself heartily.

This matter had finally come to an end, and he was in an excellent mood.

*

The scene of the battle.

At this time, Tan Zicheng had been escorted away.

The black-armored army was busy cleaning up the mess and rescuing the injured people nearby.

Only two mystics were idle, discussing in low voices.

"The mysterious man actually has the ability to control flocks of birds. Based on this, perhaps we can find out the true identity of this person."

"I think the mysterious man deliberately revealed this ability. If we follow this line to investigate, we will probably only find other alien god believers."

"That's right! Judging from the mysterious man's behavior, this person is extremely cunning. With just a little trick, he led the official by the nose and caused heavy losses to the dark believers."

"What do you think of the mysterious man's verses?"

"When I was studying in the 'Mystic Palace', I read some ancient historical books. I personally feel that this language style is a bit like the ancient Sartre people."

"Isn't the ancient Sartre people tens of thousands of years ago? What is the origin of the mysterious man, and how does he even understand this?"

"One of the verses is 'The endless land is shrouded in shadow'. That book recorded that a long, long time ago, there was an extremely vast land in this world, and the ancient Sartre people lived on that land."

"Without the support of the God Tree, how could such a huge land exist stably? No wonder the ancient Sartre people became extinct. This must be related to them not living on the tree."