Chapter 495: He is not the Night Watchman
The space above Yang Haoran’s head suddenly vibrated violently. Then, countless black chains shot out from the void, densely packed and numerous, forming a dark, oppressive mass that, at a glance, resembled ghastly black serpents writhing menacingly above Yang Haoran.
With a clattering, rattling sound, the black chains spread outwards in all directions, then, as if they had eyes, they aimed at the Corpse Puppets below and launched their attack.
Several Corpse Puppets charging at the very front had already closed in on Yang Haoran. They let out roars, revealing sharp, slimy teeth, and lunged to bite various parts of Yang Haoran’s body.
Yang Haoran remained motionless, allowing the Corpse Puppets to bite him.
The very instant these Corpse Puppets were about to bite his body, several black chains descended from the sky with lightning speed, directly tearing these few Corpse Puppets into fragments.
A layer of protective Yin Qi rose around Yang Haoran, fending off all the corpse toxin sprayed from within the Corpse Puppets.
Protected by the myriad chains, these Corpse Puppets couldn’t get close to him at all; the moment they approached, they were shattered to pieces by the whipping chains.
Watching the Corpse Puppets relentlessly charging towards him, watching them being smashed to pieces by the chains right before his eyes, Yang Haoran's face showed no joy, and the smile he habitually wore also receded.
The Corpse Puppets were numerous, but they couldn't withstand such a large-scale extermination by Yang Haoran. Before he even finished smoking a single cigarette, all the Corpse Puppets had met their tragic end at Yang Haoran's hands.
The disparity in power between the two sides was too great. Even if Yang Haoran hadn't used his full strength, these Corpse Puppets were no match. Under the chains formed from Spirit Power, the bodies of these Corpse Puppets were as fragile as tofu dregs.
When the last Corpse Puppet tragically perished beneath the chains, Yang Haoran tossed the still-burning cigarette in his hand to the ground, stomped it out with his foot, and a smile appeared on his face—a smile only he understood.
"If I had possessed strength like this back then, perhaps the tragedy wouldn't have happened."
Sighing inwardly, Yang Haoran shook his head with a bitter smile, then walked towards Ma Ling. As he took step after step, the menacing chains rapidly retracted into the void, disappearing in a blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared at all.
Witnessing how swiftly and decisively the attacking Corpse Puppets were dealt with, the Spirit Police stared blankly, and Ma Ling, too, had her mouth slightly agape, a look of astonishment on her face.
"Miss Ma, is he. . . is he a Night Watcher of our Ancheng Underworld Office? How come I've never heard of such a formidable figure among the Ancheng Underworld Office's Night Watchers? " one of the Spirit Police officers asked Ma Ling.
Judging from this Spirit Police officer’s words, he recognized Ma Ling, and furthermore, he seemed to have some understanding of the Ancheng Underworld Office. It was precisely because of this understanding that doubts arose in his heart.
"This uncle isn't a Night Watcher, he's an Emissary of Death, a true Underworld Official. " Ma Ling hadn't yet fully come to her senses, responding subconsciously.
Upon hearing the three words "Emissary of Death," the expressions of the Spirit Police officers abruptly changed.
"Emissary of Death? How is that possible? I had the good fortune to meet the Ancheng Emissary of Death once, and she was a woman. How did she become a man? Has the head of the Ancheng Underworld Office been replaced? " the Spirit Police officer who had spoken before exclaimed again, his tone filled with shock and disbelief.
At this moment, Ma Ling had recovered from her earlier astonishment. Upon hearing the Spirit Police officer’s words, the surprise on her face vanished, replaced by a mischievous smile.
"Hehe, I never said this uncle was the head of the Ancheng Underworld Office. Let me tell you the truth: he's not the Ancheng Emissary of Death, he's the Lecheng Emissary of Death!"
Ma Ling's explanation not only failed to dispel the doubts in the minds of the Spirit Police officers but instead made them even more confused and shocked.
"The Lecheng Emissary of Death? He actually came to our Ancheng to help us deal with zombies? " one Spirit Police officer still couldn't believe that everything Ma Ling said was true.
Ma Ling rolled her eyes at his words, then smiled triumphantly, "Of course he's not that idle. He came here to deal with zombies because this young lady invited him. Although I'm not familiar with the Ancheng Emissary of Death, this uncle and I are friends through thick and thin. How about that, impressive, right?"
Only after Ma Ling's explanation did the Spirit Police officers finally understand what was going on.
"Amazing, truly amazing! Miss Ma is indeed as formidable as rumored, her connections are truly vast. " A Spirit Police officer quickly laughed.
As he grinned, he immediately pulled at his wound, and pain contorted his face, his smile vanishing with it.
Just then, Yang Haoran also arrived before them. Before he could speak, Ma Ling excitedly blurted out:
"Wow, Uncle! It seems I still underestimated your strength. You're even stronger than I imagined. You were so incredibly cool just now!"
Yang Haoran smiled and shook his head, then said, "I'm not as powerful as you imagine. My attack just now may have seemed casual, but in reality, I used my full strength. Without having opened my Heaven Soul, my abilities can only reach that level."
Naturally, some believed Yang Haoran's words, while others did not. However, he had no intention of explaining further. Seeing that Ma Ling seemed about to ask something else, he quickly changed the subject.
"Have all the corpse toxins in your bodies been forced out? " Yang Haoran asked the Spirit Police officers.
One of them, who seemed to be the leader, responded with a bitter smile upon hearing Yang Haoran's question, "There wasn't enough time, so the corpse toxin in our bodies hasn't been completely forced out yet."
"Since that's the case, I'll help you completely extract the corpse toxin from your bodies," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, the four men's faces brightened with joy, but they also felt a bit embarrassed. After all, Yang Haoran and Ma Ling had already saved their lives, and now to trouble Yang Haoran further to extract the corpse toxin from their bodies, it truly made them feel a bit inappropriate.
Yang Haoran understood the expressions on their faces and said with a smile, "It's not a big deal. It's just a small effort, so there's no need to feel embarrassed."
Only after Yang Haoran said this did the Spirit Police officers agree. Yang Haoran took only a few short minutes to successfully extract all the corpse toxin from their bodies.
With no corpse toxin left in their bodies, the Spirit Police officers immediately felt much lighter and repeatedly thanked Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran smilingly accepted the Spirit Police officers' gratitude, then cast his gaze towards Ma Ling nearby. Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes was easily understood: he was telling Ma Ling they could leave, and as for the aftermath, it would naturally be left to the Spirit Police present to handle.
Ma Ling understood Yang Haoran's meaning. After nodding at Yang Haoran, she then said to the Spirit Police officers, "Do you see those hornet's nests hanging in the sky? Those are all Corpse Puppets bound by Uncle's Spirit Power. There are quite a few of them, and they all belong to you. As for this Corpse Ghoul, I'll take it; consider it payment for this intervention."
As Ma Ling spoke, she pointed at the Corpse Puppets suspended in the sky by Spirit Power, then pointed at the Corpse Ghoul not far away, conveying her thoughts to the Spirit Police officers.
The Spirit Police officers raised no objections. If Yang Haoran and Ma Ling hadn't arrived in time, they wouldn't have been able to complete their mission and would have even lost their lives. Naturally, they wouldn't contend with Ma Ling for the spoils.
Moreover, Ma Ling hadn't left them with nothing. Ma Ling only intended to take one Corpse Ghoul, while all the other bound Corpse Puppets would be left for them, so their gains were also considerable.
"Emissary, may I ask how long your chains can bind them? " a Spirit Police officer asked Yang Haoran.
"How long do you want them bound for? " Yang Haoran counter-questioned.
"If possible, I'd like the chains to bind them for half a day," the Spirit Police officer thought for a moment, then replied.
"No problem. " Yang Haoran smiled and nodded, then snapped his fingers. All the vertical chains high in the distant sky broke, their upper parts merging into the void, while the lower parts, the Corpse Puppets, fell to the ground.
Although these Corpse Puppets no longer hung high in the sky, the black chains wrapped around them still remained. No matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the chains' control.
"We'll leave them to you to handle. We'll take this Corpse Ghoul and leave first. " Yang Haoran smiled and bid farewell.
"Many thanks to the Emissary for your help today. I don't know how to address the Emissary, but if there's an opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay today's kindness," a Spirit Police officer said with a serious expression.
"My name is Yang Haoran. As for repaying kindness, there's no need, because I didn't save you to receive your gratitude," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
Just as Yang Haoran and Ma Ling were preparing to leave with the Corpse Ghoul, a loud bang immediately drew everyone's attention.
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