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Yang Fei looked up to observe Harlin.

He was wearing a striped casual suit. Graceful and poised, his hair was immaculately styled, and he was slender, like a fine wolf brush.

On Harlin's face, Yang Fei couldn't detect any sign of panic.

It seemed as though he wasn't on a battlefield, but having afternoon tea with a close friend.

Yet outside, the Guardian Army lay in a mess of dead and wounded, and every second someone was suffering and dying.

This stark contrast ignited a burning fury within Yang Fei's heart.

This bastard's elegance and grace were built upon the desperate battle of the Guardian Army outside!

Harlin's wolf brush was still carefully writing a script, that of the Tang Dynasty's great calligrapher Yan Zhenqing's "Lament of Chaos."

Yang Fei snapped his fingers, and Harlin's script was immediately set ablaze by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire.

The flames quickly consumed and spread.

In an instant, the script Harlin was about to finish turned into a fireball.

Harlin was taken aback and had to stand up.

He wasn't angry, just looked at Yang Fei with a slight smile: "Why do this?"

Yang Fei lowered his gaze and coldly said.

"The military situation is critical, Mr. Harlin, please depart immediately. Otherwise, if you die here, I won't be responsible."

Harlin chuckled involuntarily, leisurely approaching Yang Fei, his eyes gentle and serene.

He looked calmly at Yang Fei: "Why should I leave? This is the end."

After speaking, Harlin extended his left hand and snapped his fingers.

Yang Fei's head suddenly buzzed, as if struck by a massive iron hammer.

Harlin's eyes transformed into a peculiar golden-red color, like two burning charcoal embers.

Wrinkles rapidly appeared on his forehead, turning his entire face hideously distorted in no time.

Level 10 Mutant!

Although Turtle Extreme had already given a warning, Yang Fei never expected this.

This mastermind of the Human Federation Congress, a high-ranking official with such power, turned out to be a spy for the Doomsday Tribunal!

Yang Fei stumbled backward, his head aching as if about to split open, like countless tiny saws were sawing his head.

Behind Yang Fei, Xiang Zuo pulled out an energy pistol, aiming at Yang Fei's heart, the hard, cold touch of the muzzle made Yang Fei turn back.

At this moment, Yang Fei's head throbbed even more painfully, his vision darkened, and he began to see spots.

Yet, he could still clearly see the sinister expression on Xiang Zuo's face behind him.

Yang Fei suddenly realized, so you are also with the Doomsday Tribunal?

Xiang Zuo's gun barrel was pressed against Yang Fei's head.

His face, once honest and straightforward, now looked sinisterly twisted, his eyes vacant, as if suddenly soulless.

Harlin smiled slightly: "Don't rely on him anymore. My Soul Devouring Storm is not something he can resist; he is already under my control."

As Harlin spoke, Xiang Zuo's gaze suddenly changed.

His gun suddenly aimed at Harlin, about to fire.

Harlin snorted, snapped his fingers, Xiang Zuo's face twitched, slowly turning the gun barrel towards his own head.

Yang Fei was shocked, and before he could shout a warning, Xiang Zuo pulled the trigger.

The bullet entered through his temple, his brain burst, and blood splattered everywhere.

Yang Fei's eyes were tearing, staring at Harlin: "You…"

Harlin snorted, calmly speaking: "Between you and me, we don't need such ants around."

Yang Fei's mind grew more and more blurry, yet he still found it hard to believe.

"Why, after planning for so many years, you've only just entered the upper echelons of the Human Federation Government."

"But now, because of someone like me, you've exposed yourself. Isn't that a pity?"

With Harlin's status, he could commit regicide without any difficulty.

Yet here he was, willing to expose himself for a small figure like Yang Fei, setting a trap for an ambush, leaving Yang Fei puzzled.

Harlin walked up to Yang Fei, watching his lips turn purple from pain, every strand of hair seemed trembling, smiling with satisfaction.

His face was still as elegant as ever, though the mottled, terrifying patterns on his forehead and cheeks marred his charm.

Harlin calmly looked at Yang Fei.

"Very simple, because you are the real Star of Bewilderment."

Yang Fei felt confused, looking at Harlin: "What Star of Bewilderment?"

Harlin suddenly struck, pressing firmly onto Yang Fei's Danzhong Acupoint with a finger.

Yang Fei groaned, staggered backward, and sat on the ground, yet remained upright.

Admiration showed in Harlin's eyes.

"You've taken two of my Soul Devouring Storms and a Frost Finger, yet you can still sit without passing out."

"This alone makes you the top expert of the Human Federation Government."

At this point, Yang Fei vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.

The blood, once out, immediately formed blood-colored ice blocks.

Frost quickly formed on his hair, turning it upright.

A thin layer of frost also formed on his skin's surface.

This Level 10 Mutant's mental storm surpassed any mental attack Yang Fei had ever experienced.

The pain and struggle from deep within the soul left Yang Fei's mind blank, with only a sliver of spiritual wisdom struggling to hold on.

Comparatively, his Frost Finger wasn't much.

Humans tend to endure physical pain better than mental torment.

Even so, Yang Fei mustered his last ounce of strength, staring fiercely at Harlin.

"What Star of Bewilderment, tell me clearly."

Harlin smiled complacently.

"It's no harm telling you now, within the Doomsday Tribunal, there's a prophecy from the Doomsday Goddess."

"The prophecy says that when the Star of Bewilderment appears, the Doomsday Tribunal will face destruction."

"This world of humanity will reopen civilization and continue to advance."

"And the greatest Doomsday Goddess will be banished to eternal darkness, awaiting the next cycle."

At this, Harlin looked calmly at Yang Fei.

"As a member of the Doomsday Tribunal, the most devout follower under the Doomsday Goddess's Divine Thrones, how could I let this happen?"

"So, any humans with Star of Bewilderment traits will be ruthlessly hunted by us."

Yang Fei suddenly understood.

"I see, no wonder the Great Wall Grand Scholar Mad Blade was also called the Star of Bewilderment by you."

A murderous intent swept over Harlin's face.

"Mad Blade also has Star of Bewilderment traits, but he is far less terrifying than you; you are the true Star of Bewilderment mentioned in the prophecy."

As Yang Fei spoke with him, he diligently operated Turtle Extreme within his body, maintaining the last sliver of spiritual wisdom.

Although his vision swam with golden stars and his head throbbed painfully, each operation of Turtle Extreme slightly restored his spiritual wisdom.

Even Yang Fei himself hadn't anticipated Turtle Extreme to be this effective.

While swiftly operating Turtle Extreme, he gazed painfully at Harlin.

"One last question, who exactly are you?"

"Given your special ability and martial arts, your status in the Doomsday Tribunal must be extraordinary."

Harlin smiled, a smile filled with unspeakable majesty and restraint.

"Really sorry, let's formally get acquainted, in the Doomsday Tribunal, they all call me the Pope."

Yang Fei gaped in astonishment at Harlin.

"You... you're actually the Pope of the Doomsday Tribunal? Truly, unexpected!"

The more Yang Fei thought about it, the more amused he felt, bursting into laughter.

The Human Federation Government dreamt of killing this figure, who was right beside the President.

He was even the leader of the Human Federation Government's think tank, known as the government's top strategist.

This is absolutely ridiculous to the extreme!

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