Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Bai She Avenue, Wu Chang himself was commanding the Secret Magic Knight and Police Hall officers, cleaning up the mess on the street.

Bai She Avenue is the heart of Stilan’s politics, with the headquarters of most government institutions in the country located here. It’s not an exaggeration to call it the face of Stilan.

If people saw Bai She Avenue in this state at dawn the next day, just as the World Industrial Exposition is about to commence, it would be quite a spectacle.

Cleaning the streets and counting the dead and other follow-up work are mainly done by the Plane natives.

The Players faithfully carried out the instructions left by the True Self, protecting Sir Sean.

Especially the Divine Tongue and Killing Intent Fluctuation, who have almost become Wu Chang’s personal bodyguards, not daring to relax for a moment.

The acting Prime Minister Glad was dead, and the Conservative Faction’s Chief Justice was just hung by them on a lamppost. Reaching this point, they had almost secured victory in the instance’s side confrontation task.

Winning the side confrontation task means an additional 40% instance completion.

This is a 40% extra completion for an S-Level instance, which is more valuable than passing an ordinary A-Level instance. No one can refuse such a substantial reward.

If at this time, the faction leader encounters problems leading to a collapse, it would be more painful than killing them.

Although everyone knew, given the commotion tonight, the Steam Council’s target was definitely not just attacking Bai She Avenue.

Just like the recent Great Stench, which attracted everyone’s attention but was only a facade; the Steam Council’s real aim was to attack the Royal Light Weapons Factory and seize the core of the Demon-Breaking Steam Press.

But knowing was one thing; everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.

Even Raventon showed a worried expression without mentioning the topic.

Amidst the thick fog, his Extraordinary Power was completely suppressed, and apart from having better physical qualities due to Extraordinary Power transformation, he had no significant advantage over ordinary officers.

Acting rashly under these circumstances would result in consequences worse than those fallen Transcendents in Bai She Avenue.

While everyone was lost in thought, the heavy sound of hooves came through the dense fog. Moments later, Randy rushed into Bai She Avenue with the wind.

Randy dismounted, glancing around at the devastation while striding towards Wu Chang.

"The situation here is worse than I imagined."

Randy’s massive build and lion-like beastly aura were highly recognizable, letting the Divine Tongue and Killing Intent Fluctuation instantly identify him without hindrance.

Wu Chang said with a slight sense of helplessness:

"They chose the timing well, attacking Bai She Avenue while we were out taking care of things. By the time we returned, it was already in this state."

Randy noticed something and tactfully didn’t ask what Wu Chang went to do, but instead said:

"Stilan Palace was also attacked by the Steam Council, but fortunately, Her Majesty Olivia evacuated in time, entering Saint George’s Cathedral through secret passages."

"Julie and I took care of those attackers. In the final stage of the battle, we encountered an outsider Transcendent named Phantom, who said Bai She Avenue was also under attack, so I came to check it out."

That Phantom went to Saint George’s Cathedral didn’t surprise Wu Chang, as he had already learned from Connor that Phantom was actually an undercover agent in Olivia’s camp.

With Bai She Avenue now fallen, the leader of the Liberal Party he infiltrated was dead in the attack, so he no longer had to conceal his identity.

Wu Chang asked Randy briefly about the Saint George’s Cathedral battle and soon sensed something unusual, inquiring:

"In the crowd attacking Saint George’s Cathedral, was there anyone holding a staff with a special mark?"

Randy fell into thought; he had been killing so quickly before that he hadn’t noticed any differences in the Steam Councilors.

"Those attacking Saint George’s Cathedral had ordinary power, far from reaching Executioner’s Ability Level. There shouldn’t have been the person you’re looking for."

Wu Chang frowned and quietly said, "Then something’s not right."

By this time, the fight on the Executioner’s end had concluded, and his True Self had learned from Cold Mountain and Sword Star that Xavier, seen in resentful visions, was not only an exemplary employee of the Steam Council but also its leader, the number one councilor.

The memories of the Executioner in Cursed Space also highlighted Xavier’s status.

With such significant actions by the Steam Council, Xavier not appearing was undoubtedly problematic.

As they spoke, a sudden night wind sprang up over Grimland.

"The wind has picked up."

The Divine Tongue sensed the wind direction, looking up at the sky.

The already thick fog overhead began swirling clockwise with the wind, forming a vortex of condensed fog in the sky.

The fog gathering towards the vortex center wasn’t just simple fog; it also represented the Plane’s steam rules.

As a large number of steam rules gathered together, they began to transform.

Listening carefully, one could faintly hear the sound of thunder coming from the vortex, as if something terrifying was being nurtured within.

Under everyone’s gaze, the vortex slowly descended, and hundreds of meters above the ground, people saw a presence at its center.

It was a mysterious figure wearing a robe identical to a Steam Councilor’s, floating in mid-air yet holding a staff on the ground as if standing firmly.

Upon seeing the staff, Randy knew the black-robed figure in the sky was Xavier, whom Wu Chang wanted to find.

The moment Xavier appeared, without needing any excessive actions, everyone who saw him felt an intriguing sensation arise in their hearts.