"Found out, Sister Duan."
"It's definitely the Alien God believers, but whether they belong to the Pantheon is still unclear."
28th floor of the Divine Management Bureau, Duan Ling was holding the latest intelligence delivered by the staff, furrowing her brows tightly.
"This is too brutal, burned to almost nothing but ashes, how deep must the hatred be?"
Qu Zhe leaned over beside her.
He clicked his tongue as he looked at the pictures in the files.
Three Divine Cultists.
All died by the same method.
Burned alive.
But there's something odd they all have in common.
Each corpse had a tiny bit left, allowing them to test these Alien God believers' extraordinary systems.
It's like someone is specifically targeting these Alien God believers.
Doing it for them, the Divine Management Bureau, to see.
"So, Sister Duan, are we taking this case?"
Qu Zhe asked as he watched from the side.
Smack—
Duan Ling, not one for many words, slapped the back of Qu Zhe's head.
