Night of Despair-Chapter 415: Operation 413 Part 1

Several days later.

Merrie Town.

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Huailin Mental Hospital was situated here, once bringing a huge demand for material transportation to this small town.

At its peak, this vast mental hospital that accommodated over six thousand people required a large number of various daily necessities and medical resources, which also heated up the messy and limited resource businesses in the town.

"But that was all more than a decade ago. Now, there’s nothing left in this place." Father Tam led the way, explaining the situation to the spiritual expert Phils following behind him.

The two of them carried a variety of props of different sizes, some of which still had a faint smell of blood on them.

"How many people have entered so far?" Phils asked in a low voice.

"Over a hundred people have gone in consecutively in the span of five hours."

"That’s not too bad. How about the surroundings? Are all the equipment and instruments properly set up?"

"They’re all ready."

Phils glanced at his watch. Taking a few more steps forward, he lightly hopped onto a large rock.

Ahead of them was a barren plain of yellow sand, with a wide small town looming within the pale yellow sandstorm.

In the deepest part of the town stood a greyish-yellow building resembling a square fortress.

Engraved above the entrance of the building were the words: Huailin Mental Hospital.

Both took a breath as they saw several buses parked in front of the gate.

The shells of the white buses were dyed yellow by the surrounding sandstorm.

"We’re here... Be cautious. According to the Church’s assessment, trouble begins within 500 meters of it," Father Tam warned.

"I’m fine," Phils shook his head and continued to walk toward the abandoned town.

Soon, the two men arrived in front of the parked buses.

Suddenly, the slow drip of red liquid from the bus caught their attention.

Their expressions grew stern as they approached and found the bus door open, with a chaotic mess inside. Luggage, camera equipment, and various items were thrown about.

"Where are the people?" Tam furrowed his brow, boarded the bus to take a look around twice, but found no trace of any living person.

Thump.

Suddenly, a dull thud came from inside the mental hospital.

They both shuddered and quickly looked toward the sound, seeing through the high walls a kind of evil atmosphere continuously leaking out.

Exchanging a glance, they pulled out large-caliber handguns from their waists, disengaged the safety, and slowly walked toward the gate.

Click.

The gate wasn’t locked. With caution, Tam peeped through the crack of the door.

Within the high walls was a dark red bloody lawn. The originally green grass was now splattered everywhere with something akin to blood-paint.

With her back facing them, a grey-haired, dried-skinned woman stood in the distance, hands joined in front as if in prayer toward the deepest part of the mental hospital.

Not far ahead of the woman, in the air, faint red threads were slowly being woven together.

Tam looked carefully and realized those red threads were actually thin streams of blood floating up into the air.

His scalp tingling, he signaled Phils with his hand and started to slowly back away.

To hide first, then entice out, and finally isolate. This had been their long-standing resolution method.

Facing evil spirits, they neither had the means nor any methods to counter.

Phils stepped forward and peered over to see the scene beyond the wall.

As an inspirer, he saw more than the priest did.

He saw blood threads in the air weaving together to form a door with strange patterns in front of the grey-haired woman.

Bang!

Suddenly, a whirlwind burst open in the air before the woman.

The woman swiftly raised her head, twisted around, looking towards them.

"Ah!" Phils, upon seeing the woman’s face for a moment, couldn’t help but turn pale, stepping back while exclaiming lowly.

The grey-haired woman’s face was an abyssal black hole that went straight down through her neck to her abdomen, making her whole body resemble a large pipe.

Scared, he immediately grabbed the priest and retreated backwards, running wildly towards the bus they had arrived in.

But... after only a few steps, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand.

Turning his head, he saw Father Tam stiffly freezing in place, bleeding profusely from all orifices, splashing onto the ground.

Spurt.

The priest half-knelt on the ground, his face contorted, struggling to wave at him.

He appeared to be in such agony that he was completely unable to speak.

Phils clenched his teeth, taking out a black stone-like object from his chest and pressing it onto the priest as his first reaction.

"It’s a riot, run... run fast!" the priest suddenly shouted with all his strength.

Boom!!

In an instant, his entire body exploded, turning into countless bits of flesh, splashing all over Phils.

Phils’ lips trembled. They had originally planned to probe the mental hospital before the outbreak occurred.

Unexpectedly... the rebellion came sooner than anticipated! And there wasn’t even time to set up a warning.

Immediately, he didn’t look back, forcibly holding back tears, and broke into a run.

Behind him, the silhouette of a woman with grey hair materialized out of thin air at the location of the priest’s explosion, squatting down and gently touching the blood-stained earth.

In an instant, streams of blood rose from the soil, weaving themselves into another door adorned with eerie and extravagant patterns.

As the door took shape, wisps and strands of black air escaped from the cracks, seeping into the body of the grey-haired woman, causing the suppressed force she exuded to grow increasingly powerful with the passage of time.

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Four days after entering this New World.

Almost the entire Mana City was contaminated with Spirit Light.

Yu Hong and the others used the first small building they transferred to as the Spirit Alliance Headquarters in this place.

"How’s the situation outside now?" Sitting in the chair of the main hall, Yu Hong looked at Qing Huang and the others who were slowly entering.

"Basically, in the entire Mana City district, we have completely spread it to ninety percent of the people. Next, we will expand to the surrounding cities. It’s just..."

Qing Huang couldn’t help but glance at Yu Hong sitting in his seat.

At this moment, with the increasing number of people spreading Spirit Light, whenever Yu Hong stopped moving, a semi-transparent blue sun’s phantom would appear behind him.

When he moved slightly, the phantom would disappear.

It seemed that as more and more people spread Spirit Light, some kind of secret change was happening to Yu Hong, unknown to others.

"Ku Chan has already located a nearby military base according to our targets. We’ll begin by taking control of the local military force through special means, infecting everyone to enhance their resistance. Then there’s my live broadcast..."

Qing Huang looked at Yu Hong sitting in the seat.

"My hypnotism is only short-term, not permanent, so if I want to affect someone for a long time, I have to rely on other methods."

"Who is dealing with the cases that arise here?" Yu Hong asked.

"Most are self-contained, a few rely on others to stall with their lives, and mainly it’s the Church that sends priests and nuns to the scene," Qing Huang explained.

"What about the Church here?"

"They have no power; it seems to be just an organization made up of ordinary people. Their way of exorcising is mainly by using lives to lure it away," Qing Huang sighed.

He looked at Yu Hong. "Should we make contact with the Church?"

"No, there’s no rush to confront the troubles here. We should expand as fast as possible; that’s what we need to do," Yu Hong said. "From the reaction of the Spirit Disaster, if we can’t completely seal it off with a quick strike, there might be a huge backlash later..."

"Expand the scale, prepare everything we can, strengthen ourselves as much as possible, and then complete our goal in one fell swoop. This is our path."

Yu Hong emphasized again.

He was determined to swiftly establish a safe zone this time, using thunderous means.

"What if we encounter promising seedlings here? Should we absorb them into our ranks?" Qing Huang asked.

"What, you’ve taken a liking to someone after just a few days?" Yu Hong said, surprised.

"Sooner or later, we will have to face this issue," Qing Huang shook his head.

"Decide for yourself, just don’t mess up our plans," Yu Hong said calmly. "I’m preparing to start migrating a large population here in the next few days. The more people from Hope City and the Spirit Alliance arrive, the faster our expansion will be. The territory has already been connected in the eastern part of Fista, on a piece of wasteland that has been abandoned for many years. There is a castle there that is about to fall into disuse."

"Alliance Hierarch is wise!" Qing Huang truly marveled; Yu Hong’s efficiency in action was astonishing. In just a few days, with just a few of them, they had stirred up so much.

"However, our expansion seems to have attracted the attention of the National Security Bureau here. They’ve sent some people to investigate us. Should I go and make contact?" Qing Huang continued to ask.

"That’s fine," Yu Hong nodded.

Soon, several people left the main hall.

Yu Hong then stood up, looking at Zhang Kajing, who was quietly reading a comic book in the corner.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"No need, I’ll just wait here for you. Go ahead," Zhang Kajing said without raising his head, still engrossed in his comic book.

Yu Hong walked out of the main hall alone, looking up at the gloomy and overcast sky.

He took out the booklet that Ku Chan had given him from his chest.

The countdown on the booklet was left with just over ten hours. The time should end today.

As he walked out of the courtyard alone, watching the ordinary people who had already been imbued with Spirit Light passing by, he felt a significant sense of security.

In Mana City, at least millions of people had been infected by them in these few days.

Such operational efficiency was countless times faster than the previous two incidents.

"It’s still not enough. Far from enough," Yu Hong reflected on the scene where Quan He was captured, understanding that the Spirit Light provided by ordinary people was actually limited. Only powerful masters practicing the Spirit Light Secret Skill could draw more power from Ultimate Sun and thus give him enough feedback.

Walking slowly along the shaded path in the neighborhood, Yu Hong pulled out a Red Value Detector from his waist.

Beep.

The LCD display immediately showed the current environmental Red Value: 11.23.

This device was not made by him, but produced by Hope City. Originally, they imitated the Red Value Detector he had enhanced, and others had also made similar devices, though not as precise.

Now, some time had passed, and the machine had improved significantly.

He hadn’t walked far before he saw Ku Chan returning to the building through the neighborhood, surrounded by a group of people.

Suddenly, Ku Chan caught sight of Yu Hong on this side and quickly turned and approached.

"Why is there such a strong smell of blood on you?" As he got closer, Yu Hong frowned slightly and asked.