I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Suddenly, a thick black mist surged from the sofa Hobart was sitting on, protecting him like twisting, entwined black snakes, while blood-red lines and mysterious symbols lit up on the walls of the entire room.

Then, these lines slowly "peeled" off the walls, seeping into the surrounding air like living things, stretching and curving towards the positions where Ma En and Hu Weifeng were standing, instantly filling the air around them.

From the moment Hobart dropped all pretenses, Hu Weifeng had been staring intently at him, allowing his mental power to surge towards the retired believer like a tide, slowly engulfing him.

Hobart's eyes instantly glazed over, completely devoid of any intention to resist or fight, but the mist snakes dragged his body into the ocean of complex red lines.

And when Hu Weifeng instinctively probed the area filled with red lines with his mental power, he immediately felt a scorching heat.

"Ah." The young man gritted his teeth and took a few steps back. "He's not controlling this array. There's someone else here. Damn Ren Shizhi, he must have betrayed us."

He looked around at the array embedded in the air and immediately shouted to Ma En:

"Forget the array, let's go!"

But as he shouted these words, the figures of two devil worshipers appeared in the direction they had entered, and two more slowly walked down the stairs, all of them exuding dazzling blue-green magical light—Mind Ward and Magic Shield.

This array and these spells were specifically prepared for Hu Weifeng and Ma En. Without preparation, a telepath's abilities could often be surprisingly effective, leaving the victims at a loss on how to counter them.

But with prior preparation, a psychic would become extremely vulnerable.

"Were you sent by Ren Shizhi?" Hu Weifeng roared, while secretly signaling to Ma En, indicating that he was preparing something.

Ma En didn't speak, but also began to spread his telekinesis towards the four devil worshipers. As it entered the red lines, he also felt the burning sensation.

But Ma En could clearly feel that he could withstand it.

Bloodhand looked at them with a sneer:

"So, you're the two troublemakers?"

As he spoke, the blood flowing out of his sleeves stained his hands red, and he remotely clenched them at Ma En. At the same time, the shadows beneath the two devil worshipers at the entrance transformed into tentacle-like shapes, frantically surging towards Hu Weifeng's feet.

"Don't struggle, or I might leave you with half a life." Bloodhand gave Ma En a vicious smile.

Ma En felt something grabbing at his limbs...

And tightly pinching the third layer of telekinetic armor he had just created.

Boom!

Just then, Ma En suddenly heard a silent roar, as if countless hoofed animals were rushing past him.

Ma En noticed that Hu Weifeng's eyes were immediately covered with bloodshot veins, the red lines in the surrounding air were also disturbed a few times, and the four devil worshipers fell into a momentary daze, their protective shields becoming unstable.

If Qin Lan were here, she could have taken advantage of this fleeting moment to turn the situation around, but she wasn't here, so Hu Weifeng knew that he could only delay them for a moment.

He supported his strength and said hoarsely to Ma En:

"You go first, just run..."

Bang!

Hobart, who had already broken free, was about to lend a hand when he saw four heads exploding like watermelons at the same time, blood and brains splattering all over the room.

He stared blankly at Ma En and the scene in front of him, dumbfounded, and wiped the blood off his face.

Ma En looked at Hobart and said:

"Don't worry, I'll clean it up."

That was the truth, he had to erase the evidence.

These devil worshipers were not like the beastmen he had encountered underground. They were all mortals, so even without Hu Weifeng's mental impact just now, Ma En would have only spent a little more time probing and maneuvering.

Most importantly, these four believers were more adept at mental power and had no physical mutations or modifications, making it almost a waste to send them to deal with Ma En, who was particularly resilient in mental strength.

If they had known that Ma En also had telekinesis and made different preparations in advance, this battle might have had some suspense.

But there were no ifs in battle.

The outcome was decided.

Hu Weifeng, with his bloodshot eyes, looked at Ma En in shock.

Ma En said:

"Memory deletion."

He asked in confusion:

"This is also memory deletion?"

Ma En said without changing his expression:

"Of course, it's just a different application of the same ability."

Hobart raised his hands to indicate that he had given up resisting:

"I was forced to do it..."

Ma En said to him gently:

"It's okay, as long as you tell the truth, I'll let you live.

"First, tell me, what's going on?"

Hobart immediately shouted:

"It's Huang Qingfeng!

"He sent his subordinate Ren Shizhi to find some devil believers who had grudges against the Coordination Bureau to kill you. Huang Qingfeng must have started this!"

Hu Weifeng looked puzzled:

"Why would he do this? It's like digging his own grave."

Hobart explained:

"I don't know what these politicians are thinking, but if you're willing, I can be a witness to report him. I have evidence left behind..."

Ma En interrupted:

"I have a few questions. If you can give me satisfactory answers, you can live."

Hobart nodded his head frantically:

"I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Hu Weifeng looked at him in surprise:

"We can't just..."

Ma En ignored him:

"Do you know the status of saints in the church?"

"Saints?" Hobart said with some doubt, "It depends on the purity of their souls. Of course, that's what the church says. As a member of the Hermit Order, I know very well that purity is just a special method of judging the strength of the soul.

"They say the purer they are, the stronger they will be after becoming angels.

"But the opposite is true."

Ma En continued to ask:

"What about saints guarded by two winged angels?"

Hobart's expression became serious:

"Only saints who can transform into four-winged angels will be guarded by their brethren."

Hu Weifeng and Hobart in the room vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Ma En asked:

"Then if I kill a saint's guardian angels and am still listed as a not-so-important suspect, how can I solve this problem?"

Silence.

A terrifying truth surged into their hearts.

A strong look of surprise and respect appeared on Hobart's face:

"You are the Winged Breaker!

"Since the saint attack four years ago, demon believers in the nearby states have always mentioned rumors about you. We all admire your deeds four years ago.

"Wait...

"You're not going to kill me to silence me, are you?"

He suddenly realized something.

"I can delete memories." Ma En comforted him, "So if you give me a satisfactory answer, no one will remember this. You have no problem, right?"

He turned to look at Hu Weifeng.

The young man said with a serious expression:

"You just saved my life."

Hobart replied with a solemn expression:

"The Hermit Order can help you. There are two well-known living demon couples in the Hermit Order in East New State. They are important members of the Hermit Order, and that's why I'm here.

"We are enemies of angels and friends of yours."