223 Divine Punishment

Ian and his group left the hotel with the lantern lit. Thanks to that, the armed Bureau agents were neutralized the moment they appeared and went rolling across the floor.

They seemed to have brought more people than expected, but just smelling the lantern oil was enough to send them all into hallucinations... so they were practically no threat at all.

The only real threat was the snipers, but that just meant moving underground, so it wasn't really a problem.

Besides, the snipers were focused on Irene and her group, who had jumped from the hotel, so Ian and Alisa strolled comfortably into the underground parking garage without a fight. Then they got into Alisa's parked car and started the engine.

Vroooom.

The black SUV shuddered and belched out its exhaust note. Before they set off, Ian briefly used magic from the passenger seat.

“As His shadow covers me. Inferior son. You shall not see me.”

Zzzzt.

Blood, flesh from an aberration, and black cloth were placed on the magic circle as he chanted the spell. Then the magic circle and the materials all vanished.

Ian confirmed that the spell had worked properly and leaned back into the seat...