Fang Xin moved through the city.
Since the explosion began, the entire city had descended into chaos.
Fang Xin used his Light-Based Talent to become invisible and gradually approached Judge Number Two.
The distance between Judge Number Two and Judge Number Eleven was getting closer.
Fang Xin felt his guess was getting closer to the truth.
After more than ten minutes, Fang Xin flashed into a pet shop, remaining invisible.
Since the battle started, the small animals in the pet shop had been in a state of frenzy, constantly hitting their cages, trying to escape.
After Fang Xin snuck in, he directly used his incredibly powerful Beast Taming Talent to silence these small animals.
The small animals of this era were not like those of a few hundred years ago, when there were various endangered species; now, as long as the price was right, you could even ride a panda to cosplay Chiyou to school.
Fang Xin looked out through the glass door.
This time, he was no longer looking at Judge Number Two through buildings.
Across two streets, Fang Xin saw Judge Number Two, whom he had been pursuing.
This time, Fang Xin clearly saw the other person's appearance: a middle-aged man with bronze skin, a leopard-like head, round eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, thin lips, and a neatly trimmed square beard around his mouth.
He was wearing a large trench coat, a top hat, with his hands in his pockets, staring in one direction from afar.
The direction he was looking was precisely where Judge Number Eleven was.
There were also several people standing beside him.
Fang Xin could tell from the armband of one of them that the bastard was from Jiuyou.
Indeed.
These bastards were coming for Judge Number Eleven.
Fang Xin glanced in Judge Number Eleven's direction; at this moment, Judge Number Eleven was surrounded by Gong Siyuan and his group.
Judge Number Eleven probably never imagined that he would end up as the prey.
Over at Judge Number Two's side, several Jiuyou members walked out of a nearby restaurant with smiles on their faces.
They were all smiling, some even tying their trousers as they walked, looking utterly satisfied.
Fang Xin frowned, then saw two disheveled women lying in the restaurant, one of whom was a Little Girl in her teens.
The Little Girl struggled to get up, grabbed a knife, and was about to rush out for revenge.
Those few people didn't even look back; the Little Girl was killed by an earthen cone that shot up from the ground, and the body of the other woman on the ground was also pierced by several ice cones.
Fang Xin's killing intent surged as he stared coldly at the few people.
Judge Number Two looked up, staring at Gong Siyuan and the others in the sky, then he gestured with his chin, indicating the exact location of Judge Number Eleven.
Beside him stood a man with an arrogant smile; the man lifted his leg and walked towards Gong Siyuan.
As he walked, the road beneath him buckled, as if a mud dragon was churning beneath the earth; the road trembled, and all buildings within a three-hundred-meter radius began to shake violently, as if an earthquake had struck, the surrounding ground collapsed, but only the ground beneath his feet began to rise.
Immediately after, a giant earthen figure emerged from the ground beneath his feet, and as he walked forward, the hundred-meter-tall mud giant's complete body rose from the ground.
The mud giant stood amidst the city, looking terrifying, and the Jiuyou person who summoned the mud giant stood on its head, appearing as a nearly negligible small black dot from afar.
You, Earth!
Fang Xin couldn't help but mutter, it seemed the other party had truly gone all out for Judge Number Eleven; it looked like a Level 13 combatant had arrived.
Gong Siyuan turned his head to look at the mud giant.
He slowly adjusted the glasses on his nose and slowly uttered a few words.
"Jiuyou really spared no expense; Fu Tu Yi, one of the Ten Ghost Commanders, has personally arrived!"
The man standing on the mud giant smiled, "Gong Siyuan, you, the current head of the Gong family and Deputy Director of the Ninth Division, have come; if Jiuyou doesn't show enough sincerity, wouldn't that be a slight!"
Gong Siyuan glanced at someone beside him and said, "Take the Judicator and leave first!"
Fu Tu Yi stood on the mud giant, "Deputy Director Gong, since we can come, we've made ample preparations!"
As he spoke, several figures leaped from all around the city, each radiating a terrifying aura.
Gong Siyuan's gaze shifted, "You filthy, light-shunning things from the gutters are truly in cahoots!"
Fu Tu Yi chuckled, "Deputy Director Gong, are we going to engage in some pre-battle trash talk or get straight to the point? Neither you nor I are Awakened of the Witchcraft System, so even if we trace our lineages, it would just be harmless words. Why don't we just get straight to fighting, what do you think?"
Unexpectedly, no sooner had he finished speaking than Fu Tu Yi's pupils suddenly contracted, his dark eyes shifting, only to see Gong Siyuan in the distance vanish from his original spot.
A blurry figure appeared behind Fu Tu Yi, and when that figure reappeared, it was already behind Fu Tu Yi, with a long blade in its hand, slashing towards Fu Tu Yi's neck, attempting to slit his throat directly.
A yellowish light emanated from Fu Tu Yi's body, and his entire body instantly melted into the mud giant beneath his feet like a puddle of mud.
During the flash, the mud giant's massive fist had already slammed towards Gong Siyuan in mid-air.
The mud giant's nearly five-meter-diameter fist created a piercing sonic boom as it smashed towards Gong Siyuan.
Gong Siyuan, beneath the giant fist, was as tiny as a mustard seed.
Gong Siyuan stood motionless in the void.
He fiercely chopped forward with the dark long blade in his hand.
Rumble!
The mud giant's massive fist collided with a speck of black light on the long blade; the moment that black speck hit the fist, it instantly elongated from a point into a black line that bisected the fist.
Gong Siyuan's suit jacket flapped loudly in the strong wind, and the huge fist was directly split in two; the black line cut by the black blade extended towards the arm, attempting to bisect the mud giant's arm.
The mud giant's originally somewhat blurry face transformed into Fu Tu Yi's face, and that huge face revealed a cold sneer filled with rage.
An earthy yellow aura enveloped the split arm, healing it; during the healing, the ground beneath the mud giant's feet continuously collapsed, as if the earth's soil had become nourishment for the healing arm.
With a flick of its arm, the black line was actually flung away, and it shot towards a distant building.
A few seconds later, a diagonal black line appeared on that building; the part of the building above the black line collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of rubble and raising countless clouds of dust.
Fu Tu Yi looked at the collapsing building, "What a powerful cutting Talent! To be able to climb to the position of Deputy Director of the Ninth Division, you are indeed no ordinary person! But after today, with this Judicator lost, you might not be able to remain Deputy Director!"
Gong Siyuan's peripheral vision swept.
He saw several figures attacking Judge Number Eleven.
Several team leaders from the Ninth Division leaped up.
But unexpectedly, during the fight, one of the enemies touched Judge Number Eleven, and the next second, that person looked exactly like Judge Number Eleven. That wasn't all; that person's body instantly split into hundreds of identical Judge Number Eleven bodies. These people not only looked exactly alike, but their auras, expressions, and tones of voice were also identical.
Both sides launched massive and fierce attacks; for a moment, the true Judge Number Eleven was directly scattered, mixed among hundreds of identical people, and in the chaos, it was impossible to distinguish who was real and who was fake.
Fu Tu Yi laughed arrogantly at Gong Siyuan.
"Deputy Director Gong, can you tell which one is the real Judicator? Hahahaha!"