The violent suppression ended extremely quickly, with the sound of cracking bones and the reverberation of explosions echoing throughout the battlefield.

The spirit suckers and their enslaved race, the originally fierce resistance team, are now reduced to ten.

Those soul suckers and gray dwarf slaves who were lucky enough to survive were forcibly suppressed by the management's operators and put on specially made [reality stabilizing anchor shackles]. These shackles were specially designed to hinder the soul drainers' mind-casting spells.

"stand up!"

A heavy-armed operator with horns knocked on his shield, signaling the mind-theater who had first insulted the Authority to get up. This mind-theater was very lucky. When the conflict broke out, a bolter blasted his right hand into pieces.

As a result, he immediately lost his combat effectiveness and fell down from mid-air, wailing in pain. This also allowed him to escape the most brutal violent suppression.

At this moment, the prisoners were roughly lifted up. They were no longer as arrogant as before, and all of them were in a miserable state.

The tentacles of many spiritual suckers drooped, their eyes full of fear and unwillingness, while those gray dwarves had despair on their faces and crouched at the feet of the operators.

Diwu~diwu~diwu~

In the distance, several prison vans bearing the logo of the Administration drove into the battlefield.

These cars are painted in dark black with a red Honkai Impact Authority badge printed on the side. They are equipped with monitors and protective guardrails on the roof, and the rear doors are thick and equipped with warning locks.

The design of the prison car is extremely strong. The seats in the car are fixed with steel chains. Every prisoner will be locked in the seat and cannot use any means of escape.

The operators escorted the arrested people into the car one by one. The prisoners groaned in pain during the escort, but no one dared to resist - the special operator's bolt gun was pointing at their heads.

He appears extremely well-behaved in front of the operator who holds the "truth".

The operators escorting the prisoners were armed with [Psychic Explosion Shields] and were always on high alert, ready to respond to any potential counterattack at any time.

As the sound of the prison car closing echoed in the air, everything gradually returned to calm.

Mole, who was standing in the command position, calmly monitored the entire situation. His mechanical arm flashed with a cold luster, and battlefield data and situation reports were constantly scrolling on the display screen.

[The special operator has submitted a task to the administration!]

[Task name: Hell's Kitchen Area Illegal Protest Suppression Action by Illid Absorbers!]

[Task time: 10:20 AM - 12:00 PM]

[Mission Location: New York City·Hell’s Kitchen Area]

[Operation goal: To quickly suppress the illegal and violent protests of the Association of Mental Drainers, to ensure public order and the safety of residents, and to prevent incidents of racial power rampage from causing larger-scale social harm——]

[Number of kills: 59 spirit suckers and 127 slaves were killed

Captured: 20 mind drainers and duergar slaves captured

Equipment Capture: All weapons carried by the rebels have been captured and transferred to the research department.]

[Operator status:

Seriously injured operators: 5

Slightly injured operators: 15

The medical department has been contacted!]

[Battlefield cleanup: In progress, all finishing work is expected to be completed within 6 hours. Repairs of city buildings and public facilities will be carried out in cooperation with Extreme Construction Company.]

While reporting the situation to [Adam] and the Secretariat, Mole scanned the battlefield with vigilance in his eyes. He did not relax due to the explanation of the suppressive action.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a figure. Someone was walking towards him in the distance, and there was a figure who seemed to be dying floating beside him.

Mole took a closer look and saw that the visitor was tall, with blond hair and golden eyes. He was wearing a decent black formal suit and a black hat on his head. He held a silver cane in his right hand and casually played with a blue-purple stick in his left hand.

The cube of light——it is the [Thinking and Death Cube].

The blue-purple light flickered slightly, as if declaring its terrifying power.

As for Azaz, the leader of the spiritual suckers floating behind him, his limbs had been completely broken and were hanging limply.

The originally upright tentacles have now lost their luster, their eyes are dim, and their whole body is still twitching slightly, obviously suffering from great pain and despair.

His face was covered with blood and dust, his clothes were torn, and his limbs were twisted like twists and turns.

As Xia Xiu approached, Mole quickly stood at attention, his eyes full of respect, bowed his head deeply and saluted:

"Your Excellency Abraham, the battle is over and all hostile elements have been suppressed. The next clean-up work is in progress, please rest assured."

Xia Xiu looked at the situation in front of him and the orderly operators around him with satisfaction, and nodded with a smile, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes:

"Robert, you did a very good job. Your operators also performed very well, with well-trained firepower and accurate firepower."

Mole nodded slightly and replied seriously: "Thank you, Director, for your recognition. This is what we should do."

Xia Xiu played with the cube. He held the cane in his right hand and waved it casually. The leader of the spirit suckers floating behind him was thrown to the ground like waste and hit hard in front of the mole.

Accompanied by a slight noise, the previously arrogant leader of the spirit suckers now had broken bones all over his body and huddled on the ground in pain. He was now unable to even make simple telepathic calls.

After experiencing the initial appreciation, the fourth sword-holder in the Kingdom of Heaven suddenly changed his tone and pointed directly at the mole:

"You did a good job, but you can do better."

His golden eyes flickered slightly in the blue-purple light of the cube in his hand, as if to remind them of the huge crisis they had just encountered.

"If this thing in my hand breaks out, I'm afraid the names of dozens of operators will be added to the list of those killed in the administration today."

Mole's pupils narrowed and he stared at the cube in Xia Xiu's hand.

Although he didn't know what it was, the oppressive feeling of spiritual feedback made him break out in a cold sweat, and his intuition told him that this thing was very dangerous.

He immediately lowered his head and said in a heavy tone:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It is because our intelligence collection work is not sufficient enough and we have not obtained the opponent's potentially lethal large-scale strike weapons in advance."

Xia Xiu sighed, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes:

"You did try your best, but this incident exposed a bigger problem - the management team's task force was undermanned. The Moon Rabbit's Moonwatcher Force, your Mole Science Society, the Blue Bull's Assault Hand...

…Although these troops have their own strengths, the number is still too small. Covering the entire New World, the future junction and all hubs of Terra is obviously insufficient."

Xia Xiu paused, his eyes locked on Mole, and continued with a somewhat meaningful tone:

"Heaven can give you firepower, etheric algorithms and sufficient resource support, but manpower has always been the bottleneck.

It's okay to cover the New World area near Hell's Kitchen, but when your mission expands to border areas and edge areas, this stretched situation will become more and more obvious."

He paused for a moment, tapped his cane, and said with a hint in his tone:

"Moreover, don't you think that you and the other three special operators have been stagnant for too long in the second stage of thaumaturgy?"

After hearing Xia Xiu's words, Mole's heart suddenly shook, as if some long-sleeping ambition was quietly awakened.

His always calm and restrained face could not hide his emotional fluctuations at this moment, his lips trembled slightly, and even his originally steady breathing became a little faster at this moment. He looked at Xia Xiu, his eyes ignited with excitement and desire.

, it seems that the long-awaited moment has finally arrived.

His robotic hand clenched slightly, and the originally cold metal also trembled a little in the tense atmosphere. Behind this action was the turbulence in his heart.

His mouth opened, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment. There was a little hesitation and shock in his voice:

"You mean...the Barbatos mentioned before..."

Mole's expression quickly changed from shock to excitement. He seemed unable to believe what he heard. His eyes were locked in Xia Xiu's golden eyes, as if to confirm whether all this was true.

That trace of nervousness and that trace of expectation were woven into complex emotions on his face at this moment, making him look both excited and awed.

Xia Xiu smiled slightly and tapped the silver cane in his hand on the ground, making a crisp sound. The sound reverberated in the air, confirming the guess in Mole's heart.

This echo seemed to open up some kind of opportunity, and it also made Xia Xiu recall the [Solomon Secret Keys] he had mastered, as well as the glorious years in the past - the [Folfo] he obtained in the Great Mother Goddess incident.

Er], [Barbatos] obtained during Journey to the Center of the Earth, [Elig] and [Fokalos] obtained in the Iberian War, [Stora] and [Bulu] obtained in the recent Green Day incident.

nirvana】.

Now that he has mastered six [Solomon's Secret Keys], he couldn't help but sigh:

Holders of Solomon's incarnation will indeed attract each other!

If this trend continues, maybe he can really collect seventy-two [Solomon's Secret Keys] for the Kingdom of Heaven, completing an unprecedented feat.

However, it is simply a waste to hold these powerful secret keys in your hands and not use them.

Now is the time to enhance the hard power of the Administration - this idea flashed in his mind.

He turned to look at Mole, with some memories, he was thinking about the name of the holder of [Barbatos] who was tricked to death by him during the underground civilization war.

"Have you ever heard of Joseph Brantley?"

When the Mole heard this, he straightened up instantly and replied without hesitation:

"Of course I know. He is the holy builder of the Gear Orthodox Church and one of the pioneers of the Industrial Cathedral of the Daevite Empire! We all had to learn his hymns when we were children."

Speaking of this, Mole's tone contained a bit of yearning and recollection, and he began to recite the hymn about 'Saint Joseph':

"The great Engineer Joseph, he is the guardian of the process and assembly line. The rotation of every precision gear is under his guidance.

In the endless iron and steel, the great design of the industrial cathedral was born. It built a bridge between machinery and the sacred and laid a solid foundation for the future.

Under the instruction of the supreme think tank, Barbatos reappeared in the world, a new type of Titan created and shaped by Saint Joseph. It was the incarnation of iron and electricity, and the continuation of the great master.

Praise be to Joseph, the Holy Builder, who has passed down the art of mechanics and allowed all things to reshape their glory in his hands."

When Mole finished reciting the poem, his whole person was filled with solemnity and solemnity. Although he was a member of the [Maxwell Sect] and felt disdain and disgust for the Orthodox Church's way of restricting the spread of knowledge, he was a pioneer of the [Industrial Cathedral].
To be continued...