The Level 4 Abnormal Event that was once controllable was now hurtling toward the danger level of a Level 5 Abnormal Event, and no one could predict what would happen in the future.
There must be different forces within the Investigation Bureau playing games of power, each with their own demands, yet they all agreed on one point, At this stage, Situ An must not die.
"Big shots have big shot thoughts, and small fries have small fry ways to survive. As long as I consume Situ An, even if everything must start over, it's worth it," thought Gao Ming, who already had one Xia Yang in his mind and didn't mind adding another Situ An to it.
The Eight-Armed Ghost God seemed to understand Gao Ming's thoughts, its Flesh and Blood swelling as it used six arms to protect Gao Ming.
In the mix of torrential rain and Flesh and Blood, while everyone's vision was obscured, Gao Ming quietly summoned the black Dog.
