Mountain Patrol Military Officer

And in the surging white mist of the street below, figures received signals, crashing down onto their feet within the fog. With a series of explosive bangs, the white mist rose and rolled downward to the ground, with each figure disappearing on the spot.

The entire fierce battle lasted for no more than half a cup of tea.

When the white mist dispersed, the street in the icy and snowy world was left with forty to fifty mutilated corpses.

Among them were those of the Golden Armor Army, masked men, and exotic beasts.

A dozen or so Golden Armor Army members survived, their exotic beast mounts startled into a frenzy, and the Commander's steed as well!

On this street, the civilians of nearby Anyang Square watched everything from behind their doors, exclaiming and clenching their fists in excitement.

"Well done."

"Those Jianghu heroes kidnapped the person."

"...."

Behind each door, there were cheers from one after another.

But not long after, a powerful air force flew over from Yunding Mountain, thundering down upon the scene.

"Boom"

The figure landed as if a mountain had fallen, causing the entire street to shake.

The terrifying aura swept across the entire street.

"Boom boom boom," a series of explosive sounds echoed, shattering many of the doors and windows of nearby shops and residences, suddenly turning the chaotic noise to silence.

At the center of the aura, a towering Divine General stood three-zhang tall, clad in colorful armor, his face a shade of green, with two ribbons of Divine Light looping over his shoulders and two tusks protruding from the corners of his mouth.

He was truly majestic and fierce!

His entire being exuded an aura of Martial Vault but distinct from common Martial Vaults, and at least his appearance was not of the Human Clan.

This was one of the eighteen Dharma Protection Divine Generals under the Imperial Capital Headquarters of the Sky Patrol Department, subordinated to the Patrol Angel!

The world was divided into eighteen roads, each road set up with a Government Administrative Office, overseen by a Demon Suppression General. The Imperial Capital Headquarters acts as a Heavenly Patrol Officer, wielding the supervisory role. Thus, every three roads establish a Patrol Angel, equivalent to the role of Protector or imperial envoy, patrolling each road, supervising officials, and reporting to the Heavenly Dynasty, with immense power.

And under each Patrol Angel, there are two Heavenly Gang Guardian Gods, corresponding to the eighteen roads, the number of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang. These Guardian Gods do not cultivate ordinary Cultivation Methods, and many are not of the Human Clan but instead are from local lands appointed to "Divine Positions," advancing step by step in cultivation, much like Erlang's infantry, Land Gods, evolving through Human Clan offerings, attaining cultivation success, becoming regional Guardian Gods, and subsequently selected by the Headquarters to become Dharma Protection Divine Generals.

These Divine Generals include humans, demons, spirits, monsters, ghosts... These Guardian Gods, emerging from countless Erlang's infantry from the Heavenly Gorge to become a department of Divine Generals, either possessing extraordinary origins, peculiar and mysterious, or mighty Divine Skills, are not easy to deal with.

Below these Guardian Gods, they lead a thousand-strong Heavenly Army, drawn from the notion of "Upheld Justice on behalf of Heaven," all elite forces, patrolling and conducting slaughter everywhere, their hands stained with blood, a fearsome presence in the Divine Capital.

Now, this terrifying squad of the Heavenly Army was stationed in Jiannan Road's Jingguan City's Anyang Square, on duty, only to be ambushed and have their captured detainees taken away!

"Heavenly Praise General!" Golden Armor Warriors came to report.

"Who are they?" This person is the Tiankui Star of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang, with a green face, tusks, and crimson eyebrows, his voice like muffled thunder, accompanied by the friction sound of metal.

"They were all masked, unrecognizable!" the subordinate armored soldier paused, having had no time to ascertain identities.

"Bring over the previous defender from here!"

Soon after, a scruffy-bearded, bloodshot-eyed Red Armor General was brought over.

It was the West City Defender Liao Qingshan!

However, his hands were bound, his whole body shackled in chains, his face stained with blood, no longer bearing his former poise.

The Ninth Mountain Colonel had killed the Court's Heavenly Army at Tianxiong Pass, and with the Court conducting an investigation, disregarding the Demon Suppression General's backing, with the frontline emergencies handled with a thunderous approach, all his officers were imprisoned, and he was implicated with no way to escape.

The Heavenly Praise General, with red hair and black eyes, his pupils shifting slightly, looked down at Liao Qingshan, appearing especially fierce,

"Do you recognize these people?"

He gestured with his finger, the corpses on the ground with different attire were unmasked.

Liao Qingshan, his eyes bloodshot, peered through disheveled hair at the corpses on the ground, his pupils slightly contracting, and he pursed his chapped lips.

"If you lead people to find these individuals, there's no need for you to handle them, hand them over to me, and you can still serve as West City Defender, atoning for your crimes with meritorious deeds!" The Heavenly Praise General spoke indifferently, his pupils like needlepoints, making one's whole body tense.

"Ha!" Liao Qingshan raised his head, locking eyes with the General, cracking a dry smile, "Such grand atonement for crimes with merit!"

"I don't know these people!"

"Even if I knew, I would never tell scum like you who only know how to kill our own people!" His tone suddenly raised, his bloodshot eyes glaring at the Guardian God!

He recalled how these people descended at dawn yesterday, forcefully imprisoning him, while his few confidants who tried to stop them were mercilessly slaughtered on the spot, the unforgettable scene of his brothers lying in pools of blood, spurting blood while watching him, with these people cold and indifferent.

"Ah"

Then, like a furious ghost, his veins bulged, his face flush with blood, he suddenly strained, the chains on his body clanked, his body surged, and at such a close distance, he spat out a cold gleam towards the Dharma Protection Divine General's head.

"Ding"

The cold gleam slashed directly at the Divine General's neck, producing a sound like metal clashing.

A three-foot long blood-colored drill was forcefully held upon the surface of his skin.

That was his blood essence-formed killing move, even with a sealed Dantian, he could still invoke it.

Seeing this, Liao Qingshan let out a roar, stepping firmly and placing his hands behind him, transforming into a shadow crashing hard towards the blood drill.