21 Declaration of Divine Origin

"He is currently in a scientific facility hidden beneath the Spirit Pagoda branch." Seto explained seriously while passing out two folders, a frown marring his face as he spoke. "He is currently dubbed 'Test Subject: 13'. We have only recently discovered him due to a scientist blabbering endlessly when drunk."

'They're trying to use his DNA to create artificial users of the Staff of Asclepius martial soul.' Tang Wulin thought to himself while reading the given information. The Staff of Asclepius was one of the best, if not the best, healing type martial souls in the world, having more wouldn't be a bad thing.

However, the way the scientists went about it was less idealistic. They cut into every part of his body and copied every cell in an attempt to clone the young adult without any success. That is why they were moving on to a more dangerous experiment.

They were going to steal a part of his soul.

The scientists believed that if they managed to implant a portion of his soul into a fetus then perhaps it would be born with the desired results. They were trying to play god and it wouldn't work, all that they would get in return is two corpses.

That experiment was scheduled to happen in less than twelve hours. For that reason, all three current Slayers were gathered in a hurry to steal him away from the facility before his soul was broken into pieces.

"I'm impressed he's lasted this long." Imort remarked, his voice tinged with surprise. According to the report in his hand, the only reason the scientist spoke about the subject was because he attempted to escape the facility.

Of course, it failed in the end. As soon as the upper management of the Spirit Pagoda branch was alerted they quickly put almost all their manpower into finding him including the branch head.

Combined they found him in less than an hour and placed him in a cell now under constant watch. His escape plan hadn't worked but it had alerted them and perhaps that would be his salvation.

Naturally, it could merely be a situation where he was taken from one group to another however as victims of similar fates both Seto and Imort could vouch that it was anything but. Their god was a merciful god after all.

"The forces of the Spirit Pagoda branch are large in number. The branch head is a rank 95 Hyper Douluo, the Silent Void Douluo, and the deputy commander is a half step title douluo at rank 89. Alongside them, they have five spirit sages as well as countless lower rankings." Seto explained briefly.

It was an extremely powerful force that would be extremely difficult to steal a pen from let alone a tightly watched individual, especially with only three of them. For most forces besides those of the likes of Shrek, it was an impossible mission.

"The layout of the building is listed as well as the location of the target." Seto explained causing the two other Slayers in the room to flip the page to an incredibly detailed blueprint of the building, to the point where it seemed to be the one used to create the building itself.

Yet it was not, it was a replica made by Seto utilizing his talent to the extreme. Pephomemore Seto was a man of many talents yet there was one that stood out above the rest, his talent with spirit circuits which created what was called arrays or formations.

He was not only skilled at understanding them but also making them with him being able to create intricate designs that should reasonably span dozens of meters on something as small as a drop of water.

Utilizing this talent and his god's ability to breathe life into metal he created dozens of artificial mosquitos a quarter of the size of a regular one that could record and transmit the building details to him in real time.

The Spirit Pagoda was an extremely well defended area however even they don't check every insect that enters their walls. They had long since finetuned their scanners to ignore insects as they would frequently cause their sensors to go off without cause in the past.

It was a wise decision formed out of common sense, however… FUG was beyond common sense. Such a small, impossible to exploit weakness had caused their impenetrable defenses to become nothing more than a hindrance.

"I will distract and eliminate the Silent Void douluo." Seto explained seriously, not a trace of banter in his eyes. He well and truly believed that he would eliminate a hyper douluo despite his overwhelmingly young age.

"Got it. I'll take care of the others." Imort spoke with the same degree of confidence as Seto. His task wasn't quite the same difficulty as his senior's own however it was not anything to sneeze at, it was still impossible for most people his age.

However, they weren't normal people. Both were title douluo at the young age of 20 and 23 respectively, one the fastest times throughout history but that wasn't all. Both were Hyper Douluo, the peak of the world only below Limit Douluo and the gods themselves.

To the members of FUG, they stood on the same pedestal as the gods themselves and for that, they each had a title they were referred to by. The Third Slayer Imort was the God of Creation, the Second Slayer the God of Chains, and the First Slayer, the most revered god of FUG who was held to the highest pinnacle of perfection, was known as the God of Devils.

For the first time, these three would join forces in order to do something. In actuality, it was a task any of the three of them could do by themselves. The only reason they had joined forces was to ensure no harm occurred to the potential fourth Slayer.

Well, there was also a side objective for the Second and Third Slayers. They thought that perhaps allowing their god to rampage for the first time in quite a while would allow him to relax even if only slightly.

"I will… destroy it all." Tang Wulin declared. He wouldn't allow this to end with mere death, this would be a warning. A warning to the world.