"The so-called 'Nirvana Ceremony', also known as the 'Bathing in Fire Ceremony', is a promotion ceremony unique to the Nirvana Order. The tester must accept the test, sacrifice his life to the flames of revenge and gain new life, thereby improving his personality.

The crystal undergoes metamorphosis.”

Ed answered truthfully. Although this is confidential information from the Divine Bureau, since the two sides have reached a certain degree of cooperation, there is no need for him to deliberately conceal the enemy's information.

"Then do these pointy ears want to burn Silvermist City to ashes, or do they want to complete the transformation through a ritual?"

"I'm afraid it's both." Ed commented, "The Nirvana Order firmly believes that 'the more you give, the more you receive.'"

"Okay, I probably understand."

Scar-Eyed Drake looked at his feet with his remaining eyeball, and suddenly said:

"You know, actually as a crow, you're not that bad."

"Maybe it's because we have different understandings of the word 'good guy'." Ed replied, looking straight ahead.

Suddenly, the team stopped. Quinn, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped:

"I smell blood - the smell of human blood." She frowned, turned to Eaton and said.

"Understood. Hound, Three-Legged Cat, Stranger, Anvil, Sea Monster, you guys go to the front row, Bai Ya and Gummy will guard the rear, and the rest of the people will find bunkers and spread out and standby."

Eaton immediately made corresponding formation adjustments and put the entire team into combat mode.

In such a narrow corridor, the entire team cannot exert its due numerical advantage: intensive crossfire is very likely to cause friendly casualties, and once it encounters a weapon of mass destruction like the Blood of the Emperor, it will instantly cause death.

completely annihilated.

Instead of doing this, it is better to break it into parts - arrange a team at the front that is good at medium and close assault combat to maximize combat effectiveness; the others serve as a reserve team to guard the surrounding areas to ensure that the team will not be attacked by surprise.

The small team advanced in echelon fashion.

Ed understands Mr. Eaton's intention. But who is the 'jellybean'?

After joining the team, he carefully read the personnel roster of the Eastern District team, but he did not remember that there was such a person. It sounded like a girl's nickname. Could it be a temporary helper sent by other regional teams?

While lowering his head and thinking about this matter, Ed quickly walked through the line and came to the front row.

In order to prevent them from suddenly backstabbing, the Qiaoyu Gang's team was placed separately in the middle of the team. These people had never fought side by side with the Divine Adjustment Bureau, and the cooperation efficiency was not good. It was better to let them play freely as an independent group.

"You're about to see what real fighting is, little kitten, so don't be so scared that you wet your pants."

Anvil used his arm to hammer his hammer, which was nearly a person tall. He grinned and made a look at Ed with the tip of his nose, and then put on the visor of his helmet.

"I thought I had been involved in quite a few missions."

Ed smiled disapprovingly and moved the hammer from the safety gap to the cocking position. This orange-bearded man from the north liked to cause trouble for him as always, and he was used to it.

"It's different. What you did before was nothing more than playing dirty tricks, or sneaking into the enemy to get some intelligence. What I'm talking about is just rushing into the enemy group and killing everyone like a man."

He hammered the breastplate with his huge metal iron palm, making a dull golden and iron sound:

"... Enemies are coming from all directions, and there are traps and dangers everywhere. Steel, gunpowder, and splashing plasma. Only real men can handle this kind of work."

"Yeah?"

Quinn squeezed away the anvil, dragged Ed aside and warned:

"Relax, Ed, think about the previous training. You only need to hide behind the bunker and provide the enemy's coordinate information. Prioritize your own safety, and exit the battlefield immediately if there is danger. Do you understand?"

When she said this, Quinn put her palm on Ed's shoulder. Even with her clothes and gloves on, she could still feel the warmth of her palm.

"Yes, don't be fooled by Anvil's words. He was far worse than you when he first joined the gang. He felt like he was going to die after being shot in the chest, and he thought Quinn was the Valkyrie who took him to the Hall of Valor."

The sea monster let out a gurgling weird laugh in its diving suit. The anvil in the distance didn't answer, and turned its back on it with a muffled sound.

"So you are also good at using firearms?" Ed asked, looking at the double-barreled shotgun in Mr. Kraken's hand.

"Otherwise, what should I take, a trident? Your prejudice against the reef people is too deep."

"Are you all ready?" The stranger, wrapped in bandages and a bird's beak mask, walked over, his voice sounded a little leaky. He held a sickle-shaped machete in his right hand and an atomizer in his left hand.

This is a taciturn agent, and Ed only met him once when he first came to the East Division.

"Just waiting for you." The sea monster replied, shouldering the double-barreled shotgun.

"...How about we move forward first, find the source of the blood, and then confirm the next course of action with Mr. Eaton?"

After preparations were completed, the leading team searched along the source of the blood and quickly found clues——

A temporary underground shack.

There is a symbol marked with charcoal in front of the door, which means "the room has been cleared." This is a special communication symbol within the Bureau of Divine Adjustment. The charcoal contains luminescent phosphorus, which can last up to 8 hours.

Of course, seeing everything is believing. Ed controlled the repaired one-eyed spider and crawled into the shack, only to see three corpses lying inside, all members of the Nirvana Order——

There were no traces of battle. The three corpses had their heads dislocated, and their expressions showed no trace of pain, as if they were not yet aware of their own deaths.

"Safe. The three headless corpses are all members of the Nirvana Order. Considering the mark on the door, they should be made by our people."

"Okay, let Eaton investigate the remaining clues. We must continue to move forward so that the teams behind us can catch up."

Quinn signaled Ed to ignore the bodies in the shack. She took a breath, closed her eyes and whispered:

"There is more blood ahead, and I have a bad feeling."

More marks were discovered along the way, most of which were used to mark the route and guide the direction of the following troops.

Suddenly, the mark was interrupted. The smell of blood became more and more obvious, and even Ed's not very sensitive sense of smell could easily smell the disgusting smell of rust.

In the vision of the one-eyed spider climbing along the top, more than a dozen corpses fell on the ground. Apparently a fierce battle broke out here a few hours ago——
Chapter completed!