# 1765
Chapter 1758: Scattered...
Great Xia.
Several helicopters hummed across the East Sea sky.
"So that's Sunken Dragon Pass... How magnificent." A new recruit peered through the porthole, gazing at the silver city on the sea surface, mouth agape in shock.
"Magnificent, right?" Next to him, a Night Watch officer in his thirties grinned, "If you get the chance, you should check out Chennan Pass. That's even more spectacular. Besides the fortress itself, the surrounding ground was shattered into gullies by the gods' battle. Countless divine blood was spilled on those walls... The scene back then, tsk tsk."
"Were you there for that decisive battle?" another recruit asked in surprise.
"Yeah, not just me. Every veteran Night Watch you can meet today pretty much participated... Each of them escaped death from the jaws of hell." He paused, then continued, "That kind of brutal scene, you young ones can't even imagine."
The recruits aboard the helicopter nodded, unable to resist getting lost in imagination.
"But now these passes are mostly unmanned. Even when occupied, they're only used as surveillance outposts."
"Why?"
"Because we won, obviously!" The middle-aged Night Watch spoke proudly, "The once-glorious divine kingdoms are all in shambles now. Even if some foreign gods still cling together in secret, they can't make a big splash.
Now Great Xia has Commander Lin, four Supreme God-level powerhouses, and eight Human Apex who can rival Chief Gods. Unless those foreign gods want to court death, who would dare provoke us?
The era of humans getting beaten down is over. Now, it's our turn to hunt the gods!"
Hearing these bold words, the new recruits felt their blood surge, but just then, one of them quietly asked:
"But I heard there are still Cthulhu Faction deities hidden on Earth?"
The middle-aged Night Watch's expression froze. He could only helplessly reply, "That's beyond what us ordinary Night Watch should worry about... Even if the sky collapses, someone will be there to hold it up for us."
The helicopter swept over the sea and soon arrived at the misty border.
"They should be arriving soon..."
"Who's arriving?" a new recruit asked in confusion, "Didn't we come to tour the Sunken Dragon Pass ruins?"
"Tour my ass." The middle-aged Night Watch was nearly amused, "We received an urgent notice to come here and hand over the divine corpse to the [Devil] Squad. Otherwise, why would there be so many helicopters? Bringing you young ones along was just to let you broaden your horizons."
"The [Devil] Squad?!" Upon hearing these four words, everyone immediately got excited.
"Is it really them?"
"Who's the [Devil] Squad?" Some recruits still looked茫然.
"You don't even know that? Great Xia's specially-registered Team 005, codename [Devil]. Established four years ago with countless battle honors. They're currently the most prominent young team in the Night Watch! I heard they're also Commander Lin's students."
"If I could join the [Devil] Squad after graduating, I'd laugh in my dreams."
"Don't even think about it. Compared to the [Devil] Squad, joining [Phoenix] is still more realistic. They do have personnel rotations from time to time."
Listening to the recruits chirping excitedly about the [Devil] Squad, the middle-aged Night Watch smiled and couldn't help but感慨, "Time flies... Now, has it already become the era of the [Devil]?"
"Captain, what was the most powerful special team in your era?"
The middle-aged Night Watch smiled mysteriously and slowly uttered two words: "[Nightfall]."
"[Nightfall]?"
The new recruits exchanged glances, their faces full of confusion.
"Seems like I've heard the name somewhere... Were they even stronger than the [Devil]?"
"Not just stronger than the [Devil]." The middle-aged Night Watch chuckled, "Back then, [Nightfall]'s prestige exceeded today's [Devil] by a hundredfold."
The recruits were stunned, seemingly disbelieving:
"Really that powerful?"
"Were their merits more than the [Devil]'s?"
"Merits?" The middle-aged Night Watch clicked his tongue, "Do you kids even know who the captain of [Nightfall] was back then?"
"Who?"
"The current Commander Lin."
The recruits couldn't help but gape in shock...
"The [Nightfall] Squad was so impressive—where are they now?"
Hearing this question, the middle-aged Night Watch fell silent.
After a long while, he smiled bitterly and let out a long sigh, "Scattered... They're all scattered... That group will never reunite."
The recruits seemed to want to ask more, but a voice simultaneously echoed in their communicators.
"They've returned."
Everyone turned to look. From within the Mist Wall, seven figures in deep purple robes flew out. Each person held one corner of a massive net, and within that net was suspended a massive divine corpse, like a mountain peak.
"Deep purple cloaks... It's the [Devil] Squad!" The recruits' eyes immediately lit up.
Several helicopters swiftly moved forward, securing the net's edges onto the aircraft hooks, taking the divine corpse from the [Devil] Squad.
"Finally here... I'm exhausted." Su Zhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking completely drained.
"You were the one controlling the wings, and you're the one who put in the effort. What are you exhausted about?" Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Mentally exhausted, mentally exhausted." Su Zhe laughed awkwardly.
"They'll handle the divine corpse. We need to hurry back to Shangjing to report... Otherwise, those knights will beat us to it again."
The group's expressions changed. Lu Baoyou, without a word, activated all the wings behind everyone to their maximum, turning seven people into streaks of light sweeping across the sky!
Ten minutes later.
Shangjing City, Night Watch Headquarters.
Knock knock knock—!!
Urgent and heavy knocking echoed.
"...Come in."
Fang Mo was about to push the door open in a rush when his foot suddenly froze mid-step.
He wiped the sweat from his temple, casually fixed his wind-blown messy hair, cleared his throat, and only then unhurriedly pushed open the door.
"If you'd knocked any harder, this door would have fallen apart." A voice drifted out lazily from behind the desk.
Fang Mo's lips twitched slightly, his expression somewhat awkward.
Behind the desk stacked with documents, a figure slowly stood up. It was a man in his mid-twenties. Though his features were young, there was no trace of immaturity—instead, he possessed a temperament as deep as the sea.
"Commander, I was just eager to come back and report to you..." Fang Mo smiled, his gaze sweeping across the room, "Has the [Knight] Squad returned?"
"They arrived ten minutes earlier than you. But since one of them got seasick, they're still throwing up at the dock and should be here soon." Lin Qiye set the document in his hand aside and pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit."