Supremacy Games

1466 A Hired Gang of Misfits!

Sometime later...

Nidam had returned to the office with an irked expression, the horrid smell of cigarettes was all over his body.

"The seller is gone and has disabled his crystal device. There is no way to reach him." He reported.

"They sure moved fast." Captain Charleson sighed.

He already expected this much to happen, but he still held a bit of hope that his assumption of a traitor amidst them was false.

Now, he was convinced.

"Label him as a fugitive and dispatch a wide search across the heavenly plane." He ordered.

"On it."

Nidam left the office and made the request after filling in the seller's details...He might have been an underground seller, but he was also an active merchant in the daylight.

'Will it get rejected or approved?' Captain Charleson narrowed his eyes, awaiting the response from Inspector Nolvar.

Alas, he waited, waited, and waited. After half a day, no response was delivered yet, causing his suspicion about him to get more real.

In the end, Captain Charleson decided to confront him about his delay as he knew that the more time they wasted, the harder it would get for them to find Quillon again.

Just as he was about to walk out of his office, the serene, almost mundane atmosphere of the law enforcement department was abruptly shattered when sirens began to wail, accompanied by the frenzied flashing of red emergency lights.

Captain Charleson's expression turned solemn, knowing that an emergency had occurred.

When he glanced at the nearest digital board, it displayed a live feed from the bazaar, showing a group of rowdy spirits.

Their forms were blurry and distorted, laughing and wreaking havoc...Their ethereal fingers swept through stalls, taking whatever they pleased, leaving shopkeepers and patrons in sheer terror.

-All law enforcers on duty head to the bazaar immediately! I repeat all law enforcers on duty head to the bazaar immediately!-

Everyone heard the announcement and took off in a disciplined manner in the direction of the bazaar. Even Felix and Ravager were forced to halt their research and join them.

"Attention all units!" Inspector Nolvar's voice boomed over the intercom of the squads he was responsible over. "We have a 10-31, a mass burglary at the grand bazaar! The culprits are a gang of low-class spirits. They are currently making their escape on hover motorcycles. I want them intercepted and apprehended immediately!"

As the video feed continued to play, an aerial shot showed the gang zooming out of the bazaar area on motorcycles, their engines letting out an eerie, ghostly roar. Trails of spectral energy followed them, the visual representation of their raw power.

"Captain Charleson, you are the lead of this operation!" Inspector Nolvar ordered and made sure everyone heard it.

"Roger."

Captain Charleson agreed in a professional manner, not showing an ounce of dissatisfaction even though he was certain this entire situation occurred to hold him back.

"Damn it, why is that bastard's team always getting the best missions?" Nebula cursed in displeasure.

She was seen flying with her squad in the direction of the main doors.

"Stop complaining, it's orders from the inspector." Seraphel said calmly, "All we have to do is keep outperforming them and they will have no chance to win even if they accept ten missi..."

"Get out of the way." Before she could finish her sentence, an overbearing cold voice interrupted her from above.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

When she lifted her head, all she was met with was a hot wind breeze passing her.

"Traveler!"

gritted her teeth after noticing that it was Felix and Ravager...None of them bothered to turn

and took off on them without waiting

them to

let them apprehend the gang members.' Selaphel eyed Nebula and she gave her a

sped away

captain yawned

Rashford, do we

have their own little competition." Captain Rashford waved

...

Whoosh Whoosh!!

company.' Ravager shared with a faint snicker as he

Felix

were planning to steal their targets. There was no reason to chase after them

of the gang five kilometers away.' Ravager

"Let's give a chase."

increased his speed to the limit, flying right above the heads of the

was extremely precise in his drive, making effortless manipulations to avoid pedestrians, vehicles, and shops without reducing

on multiple times, which

at?' He commentated, a bit awed

moving at much crazier

to them before

increased her speed and used even her time acceleration ability

them pulled ahead of Ravager and Seraphel, forcing

labyrinth of alleys, Felix and Nebula left them to eat their

go around and intercept them!' Ravager

for you on the other

Seraphel glanced at each other for a moment before they went

...

a surrealistic landscape as the night was

their riders, seemed more like shadows slipping through these

labyrinthine alleys, as they tried to shake

enforcers on our tail, they are coming at us

cold sweat dripping on his back after hearing the faraway hum of

was paid handsomely by one of their VIP clients to create some chaos in the market

underground and run criminal activities, none of

own skills and they actually

enforcer, they might have gotten away

by the chase and

accelerated her bike, which responded with an

"Give it your best."

indifferently, swerving his bike expertly around a

"Dodge this!"

alley, one of the criminals threw a sparkling grenade behind, which exploded into a cloud of disorienting

the move, ascended her bike just in time, hovering above the mist, while Felix

'Split up!!'

the labyrinth to their advantage, the criminals split up, each taking

Nebula quickly communicated telepathically, deciding to split up

on

target, replied, "Left

and fought each time they met, but it didn't mean that they would sabotage each other by chasing the same target

day, their performance would be judged by their own captains, and

Whoosh! Whoosh!

a dizzying blur of lights and shades as both Felix and

in the sixth