At the end of the underground passage, the air was heavy and oppressive.

Zhou Huai stood in front of the black stone wall, looking at the dim teleportation array.

There are no energy grooves, and no array cores.

This is clearly a one-way portal that requires a specific password or identity token to activate.

Ordinary professionals, even those at the SS level, would have no choice but to turn around or forcibly shatter the stone wall when faced with such a locked spatial array—but this would cause spatial collapse, completely missing the opportunity to enter the Dawn Headquarters.

Fortunately, Zhou Huai had a solution.

Wearing the disguise of Archbishop Andrew, he remained calm.

Zhou Huai flipped his wrist and took out the glowing leaf from the Sacred Tree of Origin.

Close your eyes and focus your mental energy into it to perceive it carefully.

The leaves swirled with the fluctuations of higher-dimensional laws, precisely pointing to the unknown dimension behind the stone wall.

"Although we cannot activate this teleportation array..."

Zhou Huai thought to himself.

"But what can I do when I have a spatial clone?"

After determining the coordinates, Zhou Huai no longer hesitated.

With a thought, he directly invoked the Void Realm Laws of his clone Victor!

"Tear!"

Zhou Huai raised his right hand and gestured with his finger towards the space.

"Sizzle—!"

A dark crack was torn open in the spatial barrier.

Turbulent currents surged forth, causing the priest's robes to flutter wildly.

Zhou Huai knew that this spatial fluctuation was very likely to be sensed by Mr. Duan.

Mr. Duan is a transcendent being who has mastered some of the laws of higher dimensions, and the spatial tear beneath the Holy City cannot be hidden from him.

But I can't worry about that now.

My mother's whereabouts are very close; I must break through.

The next second, Zhou Huai took a step forward and entered the spatial rift.

The crack closed, and the passage returned to its deathly silence.

...

After a slight feeling of weightlessness.

Zhou Huai emerged from the spatial rift.

After landing, he looked around.

This is a small, open world that has been created, and it is extremely spacious.

White light emanated from above, and Obsidian Plaza lay beneath one's feet.

The buildings, with their intertwined patterns of technology and magic, are faintly visible all around.

Is this the headquarters of the Dawn Guild hidden beneath the Holy City?

However, they hadn't had time to investigate.

"Woo-! Woo-! Woo-!"

Blood-red warning lights flashed wildly above the small world, and the alarm blared shrilly.

It's like triggering the highest level of alert.

Immediately afterwards, beams of white teleportation light lit up Obsidian Plaza.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Amidst flashes of light, figures were teleported in one after another.

These people were dressed in strange clothes; some wore alloy armor, others wore magic robes, and they all reeked of blood and murderous intent.

"What's going on? How did I get teleported back to headquarters?!"

The bald, burly man carrying a battle axe roared as soon as he landed.

“Me too!” A sinister assassin covered in venomous snakes frowned and cursed, “I was just fighting an Indian guy, and I was about to cut his head off when I was suddenly teleported?”

"Damn it, I was on an assassination mission, my pants were half off, and they just pulled me back up! What the hell happened?"

More and more people are being transported here.

The empty square became crowded with people within a dozen seconds.

The crowd looked bewildered and furious.

They were all originally carrying out covert missions in the real world, and this was the first time they had encountered a situation where headquarters forcibly teleported everyone.

The guild leadership would not issue such an order unless they had suffered a devastating blow.

Just as everyone was discussing it.

A mechanical broadcast sound came from the loudspeaker array above the square:

【Attention all members of the Dawn Guild! Our headquarters has been invaded by a powerful enemy. Please prepare for battle.】

【Repeated: Headquarters has been invaded by a powerful enemy. All personnel are requested to prepare for battle!】

The broadcast echoed three times.

After a brief silence, the noisy crowd erupted into chaos.

"What?"

"Holy crap, a powerful enemy has invaded?"

The bald, burly man carrying the battle axe paused for a moment, then burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! We are the Dawn Guild! Who dares to invade our headquarters?"

"Exactly!" A scantily clad, alluring female mage nearby, toying with a fireball, scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain.

"In the entire modern world, even if the president of the Free Federation came, he would have to obediently kneel and knock on the door outside! A powerful enemy? What powerful enemy is there?"

"Just for some idiot who popped up out of nowhere, they're forcibly recalling us all? Have those higher-ups been too complacent lately, making a mountain out of a molehill!"

"Who cares who he is? Anyone who dares to barge into the gates of our Dawn Guild, I'll tear him apart and boil him into soup!"

The group spoke with confidence, looking down on the "intruders."

In their view, the Dawn Guild was an invincible force in the world, and no one could threaten its existence.

Zhou Huai walked quietly through the crowd.

No one noticed that the "intruders" they were talking about had already infiltrated their ranks.

Zhou Huai listened to the conversation and figured out the whole story.

The other party sensed that he had destroyed the illusion array and assumed he would break in through the main entrance.

Therefore, the guild's leadership sounded the alarm and forcibly recalled members who were outside, preparing to trap them at the teleportation array exit.

But unexpectedly, he ignored the spatial array and broke in through the crack.

By a twist of fate, he ended up mingling with the assembled members.

"It really is a beautiful misunderstanding," Zhou Huai thought to himself with a chuckle.

The crowd has grown to several thousand.

Zhou Huai activated his omniscient vision of the void, sensing the surrounding atmosphere.

Upon investigation, he was secretly alarmed.

Of these thousands of people, the majority are A-level professionals! There are nearly eighty S-level professionals! And even more than a dozen SS-level professionals!

They occupied various parts of the square, radiating an aura of power.

This force is no match for even the top professionals from the Great Xia Kingdom and the Free Federation combined.

Mr. Duan's years of planning have given him formidable depth.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhou Huai looked at the shouting thugs with icy eyes.

Why did you have to run into me?

Zhou Huai calmly joined the crowd.

At the same time, he silently opened the insect nest space from his sleeve.

Countless alien parasites, invisible to the naked eye, were released like dust.

The parasites spread silently through the air, without causing any fluctuations in the laws of nature.

They precisely locate their hosts and burrow into the bodies of unsuspecting professionals.

The square remained noisy.

Some people, growing impatient, complained loudly, "Where are the intruders now? We haven't seen a single one yet!"

"That's right, I'm itching to wield my axe! I want to see who's so arrogant, what level of strength they've reached, that they dare to challenge our Dawn Guild!"

A fat man in the crowd suddenly scratched his neck.

"Ouch... I feel like I've been bitten by a mosquito. It's so itchy," the fat man muttered.

The tall, thin guy next to him rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid? Where did the mosquitoes come from? I think you haven't showered in a long time and have lice!"

"Get lost! I just washed it yesterday!" The fat man cursed as he put his hand down, not taking it seriously.

The tall, thin man turned his head, preparing to continue his conversation.

My gaze inadvertently swept over a figure beside me.

He was a middle-aged man with blond hair, dressed in a priest's robe, holding a cross, and impeccably groomed.

The tall, thin man paused for a moment.

He stared at Zhou Huai for a few seconds, and a familiar face from the Free Federation's intelligence network flashed through his mind.

The tall, thin man's expression turned strange. He pointed at Zhou Huai and spoke in astonishment.

"Wait a minute, when did our Dawn Guild include Archbishop Andrew as a guild member?"