God and Devil World Chapter 994: Plot!

Chapter 994: Plot!
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Outside the capital of China, the handsome and devilish Xue Shi was eyeing the region coldly.
After obtaining information on Yue Zhong, Xue Shi had immediately flown across the seas, arriving in China.
"Yue Zhong is staying here? I should just go kill him directly. He's just a peak-Type 5 expert, as long as I kill him now and prevent his growth, it doesn't matter if he has the God and Devil Imprint."
With that thought, the Saint Emperor's blond hair turned black, and he retracted his fearsome-red eyes, turning into an ordinary-looking person. After altering his appearance, he put on ordinary clothes, looking no different from any survivor.
At the peak of the Type 6 realm, Xue Shi had many mysterious abilities, during the war against the humans of his world, many experts had fallen to his assassinations. He had contributed greatly to the Saint Clan's history.
Once he looked like any ordinary Chinese survivor, he began to walk towards the Capital.
When he reached the entrance of the capital, 8 soldiers guarding the gate immediately barked out, "Halt!"
"To think that even these guards would possess a Type 3 strength. Yue Zhong has some abilities."
He glanced at them, a glint in his eye. The guards at this gate were all at the Type 3 realm. While he might not hold them in regard, he was shocked at the capabilities of Yue Zhong.
After all, there were too little Type 3 human experts in the 2nd World. There might only be 1 out of 100,000. Yet, this China had 8 such experts as guards. It could be seen how mighty China had become.
One soldier barked out once more in annoyance, "Who are you?"
Xue Shi put on an honest expression, "I'm a survivor from the nearby Changgang Village. I heard the broadcast, thus I made my way over. Sir, I haven't eaten in 10 days. Please give me a way out, I'm begging you."
After that, he immediately got to his knees and kowtowed sincerely with a pitiful look. He really looked like a survivor out of options.
This Saint Emperor had lived for countless years, numb to killing, and willing to employ any means to gain victory. Although he was usually nonchalant about killing, slaughtering the Type 5 subordinates just for disobeying him, he was not unwilling to lower himself according to the situation. Even if he had to eat shit, as long as he could kill his target, he would not hesitate to do it.
It was because of this that he had been able to kill many experts in the past, leading the Saint Clan to victory.
One of the soldiers handed a form to him, "Go fill up this form, and go inside for a test."
The Saint Emperor then began to fill up the form with the intricate made-up story about his past.
When he was done, he was led into a room filled with cameras, as he underwent many checks.
When he saw the X-ray machines, he laughed inwardly, "What fools! Our Saint Clan looks no different from humans, what can such checks do?"
The Saint Clan had evolved from the zombies, and the zombies had originated as humans. Thus, in terms of their genetic makeup, there was not much of a difference. The X-Ray machines would not be able to reveal his true appearance.
After passing the X-Ray checks, suddenly, the machine shot out a sharp needle, intending to pierce Xue Shi.
Facing this sudden change, he continued to gloat inwardly, but he put on a scared appearance as he trembled, allowing the needle to enter him.
His body would not allow even guided missiles to injure him usually. However, with a thought, he caused his muscles to turn soft, allowing the needle to enter and concentrated for a little bit of human blood to land on the needle.
In order to infiltrate the human bases easily, Xue Shi had learned countless methods and knew that blood tests could reveal their identity. He had thus picked up an ingenious tactic, keeping some human blood within his body. When necessary, he could summon it to deal with such checks. This was how even the most advanced blood test technology would not be able to reveal his identity.
The sharp needle was retracted quickly, entering the wall and began to analyze the blood.
"Come with me!"
Soon, an armed guard came up and ordered Xue Shi.
Xue Shi followed the soldier obediently.
Inside the room, there were 5 other survivors awaiting their tests.
One beautiful, blue-haired girl in a military uniform sat over at one corner quietly.
The moment Xue Shi walked in, the girl swept him a glance, before moving her impassive gaze towards the 5 survivors and asked, "Zhang Yan, how old are you this year?"
The survivor that looked about 40 or 50 replied honestly, "32."
The blue-haired girl continued to ask a few questions, before moving on to another.
Xue Shi continued to put on a docile appearance as he waited.
After the girl finished asking 2 survivors some questions, she stood up, "I'm going for a drink, the 3 of you wait here first. Zhang Yan, Liu Mei, you may go."
The 32-year-old man and another woman of 50 or 60 heaved a sigh of relief and followed after the girl as they left the room.
Xue Shi observed all these quietly, not moving. He knew through the countless assassinations he did that before he entered any human society, he had to behave, otherwise, he might reveal something about himself.
Inside the capital, within a lavish villa.
Yue Zhong hugged the little girl, who was precisely Floxenia, as he stared at the Saint Emperor Xue Shi on the display. He felt a tinge of fear as he kissed Floxenia's forehead, "Many thanks to you Floxenia. Fortunately, you discovered this Saint Emperor from the Saint Clan, otherwise, I might have run into trouble."
Yue Zhong had originally assumed that the blood tests would be enough to determine the difference between humans and the Saint Clan. However, he never thought that the Saint Emperor would possess means to pass that test.
If he had allowed him into the capital, if he was unlikely, he and his cabinet might be slaughtered by this devil.
A peak-Type 6 expert assassinating an initial-Type 6 expert, even if Yue Zhong had the God-Devil Body, and all sorts of trump cards, it was likely that he would perish.
This time, if Floxenia had not been interrogating, and reading the thoughts of the participants, the consequences would have been dire.
Floxenia flushed red, and smiled sweetly at Yue Zhong, "Kiss me more!! Brother Yue Zhong!!"
"Fine! Once I'm done with that monster, I will reward you well. I'm going to set off first. Otherwise, he's going to become suspicious."
Yue Zhong kissed Floxenia's forehead once more, before leaving.
"What's going on? Why is she taking so long?" Floxenia had left for 30 minutes, and the calm Xue Shi finally felt a sense of doubt.
All of a sudden, the display inside the room lit up, and a person's figure appeared.
The moment Saint Emperor Xue Shi saw the figure, he celebrated inwardly, as he stared fixedly at him, "That's Yue Zhong!!"
At the moment he was distracted by Yue Zhong's appearance, he suddenly felt an intense sense of crisis. Bellowing in rage, he could not bother hiding anymore, as a dense blood energy poured out crazily out of his body, enveloping him.
Hong! Hong! Hong!
In an instant, following an earth-shaking explosion, countless white lights filled the interrogation room.
With the lab at the center, the entire ground quaked for a few miles, as a mushroom of death rose in the air.
In order to deal with any powerful characters, Yue Zhong had planted numerous powerful energy bombs beneath the lab. Although it could not compare to the Xue Luo Forts or the Capital of the 3rd World, it was still dangerous.
Before the cloud and dust could settle, a bloody figure flew out from the debris, trying to flee.
Within that commotion, only a Type 6 expert could catch the sorry figure of Saint Emperor Xue Shi with an arm missing.
The explosion might not have been able to kill the Saint Emperor, but it had caused him to be heavily injured.
"Saint Emperor Xue Shi, Amaterasu and the rest had already informed me of your tracks earlier. Now, you may die over here." In the skies, Yue Zhong was piloting the Scarlet Reaper, holding a terrifying cannon, aiming at the bloody figure.