I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The sky was overcast and the rain was heavy and damp.

The mottled skyscrapers and old neighborhoods are filled with the feeling of smoke and water.

The bald strong men, holding heavy guns in their hands, spread their vulture-like wings behind them, flapping in the air and patrolling everywhere.

They were born with wings, had amazing flying abilities, had excellent spiritual talents, and the combat armor integrated into their bodies also focused on increasing spiritual strength.

When out on patrol, each team of bald strong men is actually followed by a large number of cloned vultures.

These vultures resonate with their psychic powers and can form a projection outside the body that is exactly the same shape as their master.

Every bald strong man, with the help of these vultures, is equivalent to having hundreds of projection incarnations.

Although the official members of a team would not exceed a hundred, when they flew, a large number of projections and their real bodies mixed together, and the momentum was truly overwhelming.

Suddenly, several patrol teams saw thirteen shadows floating out in the meeting hall. One of the shadows looked very familiar to them. It was their immediate superior, the president of their company who looked like a vulture.

"That is……"

"What are you looking at?!"

Before the patrol teams could react, the vulture representative yelled to the sky, making a sharp, cackle sound, and shouted at them.

"What do you mean by patrolling where the work groups are recuperating? Why don't you go out and help the work groups that are still out there?"

"Why don't you patrol those urban areas where there has been obvious loss of personnel and damage? Get out of here!"

Those patrol teams were completely confused by the scolding, but when they saw that their president actually used his mental power to connect directly to their communication equipment and really asked them to assist the working group members who were active outside, they did not dare to ask more questions and left in a hurry.

The other twelve representatives were also holding Professor Bai Ya's pen and using their own mental signals to connect to the local area network.

They asked their respective mercenaries to change their previous behavior and go out to patrol and provide rescue.

In the Xiangyang urban cluster, there are a large number of mercenaries belonging to the Thirteen Groups.

In the local area network, there are also network experts and electronic ghosts they invited.

These people may not have made much contribution to cracking the Hatred of Creation, but they are really good at blocking the news.

The thirteen representatives were confident that they could keep Professor Bai Ya and others here and prevent them from going out and leaking the news, all thanks to the abilities of these mercenaries.

However, the representatives of these thirteen families obviously underestimated Haqishi. They did not expect that the dean of this branch, although he looked like a dog, was sharp, intelligent, and responsible. Because of the long time the volunteer working group had lost contact, he guessed the situation here and prepared to come here in person.

As for the involvement of Su Hanshan and the arrival of such an evil star, it was purely an accident.

Now, Haqishi took out thirteen collars, locked them around the necks of these representatives, and used remote controls to control these collars, which would pull the souls of these representatives and move them to various directions.

Originally, it would not be difficult for them to destroy the collar with their abilities, but Su Hanshan was standing next to them, which made them so frightened that they dared not resist at all.

Professor Bai Ya sneered and said, "You all are really knowledgeable and sensible. You think it's very good."

Looking at how they gave orders and made dispatches in an orderly manner, it was clear that they had some military talent and knew how to carry out large-scale search and rescue operations efficiently.

Unfortunately, they are just a bunch of bastards. They don’t know how to behave unless a knife is placed on their necks.

The Changkong representative smiled and said, "We actually..."

beep!

Before he could finish his words, a green light suddenly lit up on the collar around his neck, driving his soul to fly forward rapidly.

There were more than a dozen remote controls floating in front of Hazis. His two claws left afterimages and tapped on the buttons of those remote controls, making a beeping sound.

None of the thirteen people dared to resist. Instead, they followed the force of the collars and flew forward.

Unahaqishi's driving skills were so bad that several people either rubbed their knees on the ground or rubbed their faces against the outer walls of tall buildings as they drove along.

Even though they were not physical entities, this humiliation made their spiritual glow flicker and their emotions fluctuate, but they endured and did not speak.

A large white cloud floated up at the foot of Su Hanshan, carrying everyone around him and following behind, completely indifferent to the emotions of the thirteen people.

Professor Bai Ya whispered, "Dean, they are cooperating like this, I think they want to let this lord vent his anger after they have been taught a lesson, and then they can save their lives by relying on the reputation of their respective backers."

"If you use these minor humiliations to vent His Majesty's anger, and then let them get away with it, wouldn't that be too easy for them?"

Haqishi gave her a strange look. Although he had a dog face, he showed a very obvious sly smile.

"I play with them because I may not be able to play with them later."

He whispered, "Don't think that His Majesty's words about using these guys to death are just angry words."

"Let me put it this way. Lord Bai Hai is an old god who has not yet decided to join any party. Even if the gods behind the Changkong Group withdrew their hands, they would not choose this time to damage the relationship between gods for the sake of a mere Changkong Group."

"As for His Majesty, he certainly doesn't know what holding back means. On the day he reassembled the concept fragments, he killed a candidate for the chieftain of the Chen family in Weicheng, and also captured all the high-ranking members of the Fangmu Chiyuan family."

Professor Bai Ya, Old Tree Man and others were all shocked when they heard this.

The two major families on the Ninth Moon Land are quite famous. Hundreds of years ago, they began to reveal the existence of their clan's patron saint, who was able to briefly glimpse the power of the realm of gods.

The power that any of them can bring out is no less than that of the alliance led by Changkong Group. The most is that there is no true god behind the family, so the foundation seems to be inferior.

It hasn't been long since they came to work in Xiangyang Urban Cluster, and such huge changes have taken place in these two top families?

In fact, not to mention that they had been cut off from the outside world, even the thirteen representatives were not particularly clear about what happened on land in September.

The turmoil caused by the annihilation of the Red Ape Clan's high-ranking officials and the Chen family's rapid attack only let people know that there was an ancient powerful being involved, but the specific circumstances have not yet been leaked.

The branch of the Zhengshi Academy was indirectly involved in this incident because its own Ice Mountain Moving Beast was summoned away. Only then did it know the inside story and was able to establish connections and visit the island directly.

"So, you should seize the opportunity to have some fun. There aren't many opportunities like this."

Haqishi handed out several remote controls and blew them towards his professor.

Professor Bai Ya stretched out his hand to stop him, his expression a little subtle.

The old tree man next to him coughed lightly, his face remained calm, and his hand moved slowly, and in full view of everyone, he took away a remote control.

"Dean, I want to teach too!"

The old tree man said seriously, "I also want to be a teacher in the Normal University."

Ha Qishi laughed and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Yu Zong. We are the branch of the Zhengshi College. Of course, we welcome your resume."

Although playing with these thirteen guys might make him hate me later, what would he be afraid of if he joined a regular college?

The remote control in the old tree man's hand beeped rapidly. In addition to the branches that looked like human fingers, he actually had many small tentacles in his palms, and the remote control was very sensitive.

They turned the movement of the thirteen souls into a racing game, and they finally got rid of some of their anger.

Soon, they arrived at the eastern half of the heart of the Xiangyang urban agglomeration.

That is the development zone of the Thirteen Group, and the construction has been almost completed.

But now, the ground is full of big holes, the road surface is gone, and the garden is in a mess.

The sky is high and the land is vast. In the midst of heavy rain, there are skyscrapers lying everywhere. Thousands of them are lying on the ground, leaning to one side and leaning against the other, like giant beasts gathering in the wilderness to take a rest.

The entire large development zone, which should obviously be the result of high-tech, actually exudes a sense of desolation and wildness.

The vulture representative had flown the fastest and seemed the most patient before, but when he arrived here, he suddenly stopped, resisting the movement trend brought by the collar and dared not go deeper rashly.

However, even though he was still about two kilometers away from the development zone, a skyscraper at the edge of the development zone discovered his presence.

The building lying on the ground was like a giant python with sharp edges and corners, representing the rooftop of the head. It twisted slightly and pointed in the direction represented by the vulture.

The entire rooftop and the five or six floors below it suddenly cracked and separated from top to bottom, like a huge dark mouth opening up.

All kinds of building materials appeared and disappeared in this dark mouth, flowing crookedly.

The huge attraction seemed to be specifically aimed at the soul represented by the vulture, pulling him over.

The vulture representative screamed loudly, raised his wings, and shot out black feathers, endlessly, covering the sky and piercing the huge mouth.

The slashing of feathers was a hundred times more intense than the heavy rain falling from the sky.

With the spiritual power of a fifth-level strongman, let alone a mere skyscraper, even a solid mountain of the same size, with iron ore inside, would be incredibly solid.

As long as these feathers are washed over by a wave, they can be shattered into pieces, ensuring that none of the remaining stones is larger than a baby's fist.

However, after these feathers rushed into the mouth of the building, they shrank rapidly and disappeared into the darkness. It was a long time before some sporadic explosions were heard.

The giant python tilted its head back slightly and let out a hissing sound.

Above the white clouds in the distance.

Upon seeing this, Professor Bai Ya immediately explained: "There are folding spaces inside the buildings in the development zone."

The method of folding space is very well-known in the Xuanyuan dimension.

By borrowing the fifth-level colonial suit, anyone who temporarily possesses fifth-level combat power can use their own energy and mental power to create a folded space. A true fifth-level powerhouse can also create some portable space treasures.

This method has become a symbol of extremely noble status in the last thousand years.

However, it is necessary to ensure that all high-rise buildings and shopping malls in a park have folding spaces inside for a long time, so that citizens below the fourth level can enter and exit freely by swiping their cards.

There is no need for the mental power of a fifth-order strong man to sit in it for a long time and maintain the operation of the folded space.

The technology involved here is much more complicated. Even if we can gather a large number of fifth-level experts and condescend to participate in the research and development, it may not be developed within a hundred years.

You see, even big forces like the Chen family and Fangmu Red Ape don’t use this kind of technology in their bases.

The thirteen groups are able to obtain this technology, which is indeed unique to them.

If this park can really be built successfully, it will be difficult for the outside world to see what is going on inside because the internal and external spaces are in different states. All customers who enter the folded space will be able to enjoy the security and confidentiality that only a fifth-level strongman can have!
In this world, no matter whether it is serious or not, business or conspiracy that can be said openly or must be said secretly, everyone has the need to keep confidentiality.

However, there are too many differences in the technologies that the Hundred Domains of Xuanyuan had developed. Even if they were mixed into two major categories, the actual sub-disciplines are still endless, even more than before, and it is impossible to be truly thorough between the same level.

Countless people need a place with high-level confidentiality.

If the quality reputation of these parks can be promoted, it is possible that the profits of the Thirteenth Group will double in the future, and the potential benefits of expanding personal connections will be even more difficult to estimate.

However, now, these park buildings have become the main force under the command of the Hate of Creation to attack intelligent creatures.

After the vulture representative fought a giant building python.

The buildings woke up one after another, making all kinds of roars, causing the earth to rumble, and rushed towards the other representatives.

Su Hanshan watched from afar and raised his hand.

People like Representative Changkong had their collars on their necks suddenly turn white, pulling them forward, leaving them no room for resistance.

"Don't confront them head-on. Use the methods mentioned in the previous working group's data analysis to eliminate their hatred!"

The representative of Changkong shouted hurriedly. At this moment, there was no time to think too much. He could only exert his full strength. His soul turned blue all over and vibrated at a high frequency. The frequency was sometimes high and sometimes low, changing in an instant, and suddenly stopped in a light blue and white state.

He put his index and middle fingers together and swung his arms. Thick blue sword lights flew out through the air.

Judging from the size and scale of those sword lights, they are in no way inferior to those giant buildings.

When those giant beasts either swallowed or crashed into the sword, the sword light would split and collide, avoiding being swallowed, and formed blue tornadoes around the giant beasts, harassing and attacking them.

A sweep of blue wind washes the sky, covering thousands of acres!

Under the influence of these blue lights, the giant beast's movements became noticeably slower.

These architectural behemoths are not yet formal members of the Hatred of Creation. They are only instigated by the Hatred of Creation and have developed temporary hateful spirits.

According to the working group's experience, specific large-scale electronic pulses can be used to dilute their hatred, make them feel tired, and return to their nests to recuperate.

Otherwise, with so many giant beasts with space capabilities, they would have been eaten up in a head-on confrontation relying on the strength of the working group.

The thirteen representatives joined forces and responded, transforming into streaks of light that moved back and forth, dealing with these giant beasts, and unexpectedly not losing the upper hand in a hurry.

Especially the representatives of Changkong and Vulture, who had cultivated into primordial spirits, actually found opportunities and smashed more than a dozen giant beasts.

However, as long as their hatred remains, these behemoths can separate and reunite, and even the technical facilities in their bodies have a tendency to heal themselves.

"When we first came here, we planned to destroy a few giant beasts, but it was useless. We didn't find a way to completely eradicate the hatred. The best we could do was filter it out."

Professor Bai Ya said, "Looking at their current appearance, with a true fifth-level spiritual cultivation, it seems that there is hope that the hatred can be completely wiped out."

It was also the first time that Hatzis saw a giant building with spatial capabilities, but he was a great architect and was particularly good at demolition and dismantling dangerous facilities.

His extraordinary talent and experience in construction made him feel that it would not be so easy to demolish these giants.

A moving building...

Haqishi felt a little itchy, and his bright red tongue exhaled hot air. Just as he was about to take action, he was suddenly held down by Su Hanshan.

"I forgot to mention that the presence of all of you has been completely obscured by me."

Su Hanshan said, “From the outside world’s perspective, it seems like the thirteen of them took the initiative to provoke those giant beasts.”

"I said to use them to death. Don't disturb their duty as bait."

Haqishi smacked his lips with some regret, but the next moment, he shuddered, and the hair on his head couldn't help but stand up.

Because, with the joint efforts of the thirteen representatives, a tall toad that was about to be completely ground into pieces suddenly recovered to its peak, and all the building materials on its body returned to normal.

The hatred that had been filtered out to an extremely thin level and was about to be completely eliminated.

At this moment, the growth of this giant toad-like architectural beast suddenly doubled.

A terrifying black and red halo suddenly covered its head, completely changing the original color of the building materials.

A golden Zeroer pattern appeared on its head, and red patterns spread out from the golden circle, densely covering the dark surface of its body.

The heavy rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and all the raindrops as big as beans were suspended in the air.

The power of the beast's mind imprisoned everything within a ten-mile radius.

And when it opens its mouth, the terrible suction force is still only directed at the soul body of intelligent creatures.

Buzz! ! ! !

Everything was still, but the souls of the thirteen representatives passed through layers of rain curtains, were stretched and deformed, and were thrown into the huge mouth containing a vast space.

At this moment, they almost felt the fear of being pulled over by Su Hanshan from the other side of the screen.

Above the white clouds, Su Hanshan's eyes lit up.

"Took the bait!"

In his vision, there are things that others cannot see.

The changes in the black and red beast did not actually erupt from within it.

But above the rain clouds, above the sky, a majestic force descended and poured into its body.

It was a colorless force, with seemingly countless tiny characters inside, filled with phenomena of rupture, proliferation, and chaos.

"It turns out that the so-called incitement of hatred is not a telekinesis imposed from the outside, but is really an introduction using the historical information contained in these buildings themselves."

Su Hanshan observed the workings of that power, trying to trace it back and search for the location of the hatred of creation.

But a brief analysis of the specific process of how this power worked made his eyebrows twitch.

Any creations of intelligent beings will, due to long-term coexistence, have their auras infiltrated by each other and acquire more historical information.

In the Abyss Realm, there are many secret methods of tracing back the light and shadows, which are actually reading the historical information of the surrounding objects.

Su Hanshan reads history directly from the magnetic field of heaven and earth, which is also a similar method.

However, in Xuanyuan Baiyu, because of the existence of the World Wide Web, all historical information between the magnetic fields of heaven and earth has been gathered and encrypted, making it not so easy to read.

Historical information like this, which is embodied in physical objects, is easier to collect and is therefore more thoroughly encrypted.

The hatred of creation can actually steal these encrypted information again, compile it into new spirituality, absorb the magnetic field force between heaven and earth, and in turn drive these objects to operate.

In this set of methods, the steps of weaving spirituality and counter-controlling entities are indeed very clever and ingenious, which makes Su Hanshan quite curious.

But the most important step is to steal and decrypt.

This is equivalent to, to a certain extent, circumventing the restrictions of the World Wide Web, not taking the path of legal authority, relying on infiltration and distortion to create illegal authority, and turning part of the power of the World Wide Web for one's own use.

Even Su Hanshan has only been able to slightly expand upon his legal authority so far, just browsing information. It is impossible for him to avoid countermeasures and refine the power of the World Wide Web and make it his own.

He originally guessed that among the three anomalies, the Hatred of Creation focused on the use of spirituality, and it would inevitably be related to the World Wide Web, which represents the highest achievement of spiritual technology.

Now it seems that the technological route represented by the Hatred of Creation is more sharp and cutting-edge than he expected.

The souls of the thirteen representatives had now been swallowed by the black and red beast.

But what could imprison them was not the giant beast itself, but the "hatred of creation" that took action personally.

As soon as the thirteen souls landed in the space inside the giant beast's belly, they triggered the ability to jump through space and shuttled through layers.

None of them saw clearly the scene they experienced during the jump, but they vaguely saw the scene at the end of the road.

It was a head that seemed to be made of gray smoke, with no nose or ears, and only three holes on the face.

The two holes represent the eyes, and the largest hole represents the mouth. There are no fangs or sharp teeth inside, but only messy lines that are tangled and mixed.

The thirteen spirits instinctively felt a huge shudder.

Although they had never seen those messy lines and did not understand their essence, their souls did not need to know or understand them to feel that those things were more terrifying than any fangs in the world.

"Do not!!"

"No, I have eternal life and countless wealth. I shouldn't die here. No!"

The thirteen stretched souls all roared in despair and burst out with the strongest waves of thought, trying to escape, but they could only slow down slightly.

The president of Changkong Group had already realized that he was doomed to die. He suddenly roared, twisted his own spirit into a gigantic talisman, and issued a curse.

"That white-haired devil, I curse you. Even if I am torn to pieces, I will still curse you. I will become a part of this hatred of creation and take revenge on you!"

"Demon? Are you talking about me?"

Leng Bai's hand reached out from behind, grabbed the talisman, and crushed it before President Changkong entered the empty mouth.

"Then I will make your death even more unpleasant, so that it will fit in with my image as a devil."

Su Hanshan stood in the air, looked at the empty human face, shook his hands, and the coldness froze and shattered the remaining resentment.

The huge face swallowed up the other twelve spirits and suddenly shrank.

There was silence here, long and empty.

Su Hanshan just looked at that face, his eyes moving, his white robe fluttering, and said nothing.

The hatred of creation came suddenly.

(End of this chapter)