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!"

noticing that it was Felix and Ravager...None of them bothered to

took off on

acting on their own. Captain Charleson told them to go ahead since he was confident in their

Selaphel eyed Nebula and she gave her a slight

they sped away from

feel nice to be motivated and eager." Their captain yawned lazily, not bothered

do

little competition." Captain Rashford

...

Whoosh Whoosh!!

as he looked behind him and noticed Nebula and

them.' Felix said

steal their targets. There was no

of the gang five kilometers away.' Ravager shared, "They are speeding

"Let's give a chase."

to the limit, flying right above the heads of

effortless manipulations to avoid pedestrians, vehicles, and shops without reducing his speed at

breaks on multiple times, which forced him to get behind bit

good at?' He commentated, a

Felix was adapted to moving at much crazier speeds, this was nothing to

to them

she also increased her speed and used even her time acceleration ability to push

them pulled ahead of Ravager and Seraphel, forcing them to try their

through the complex labyrinth of alleys, Felix

and

on the other

for a

...

neon-lit alleys of the capital painted a surrealistic landscape as the

like shadows slipping through these arteries than

through the labyrinthine alleys,

on our tail, they are coming at us harder than expected! We need

sweat dripping on his back after hearing the faraway

VIP clients to create some chaos

to live in the underground and run criminal activities, none of

their own skills and they actually back it

any other law enforcer, they might have

by the chase

responded with an ethereal glow, "Bet I nab them before

"Give it your best."

retorted indifferently, swerving his bike expertly around a tight bend, nearly

"Dodge this!"

threw a sparkling grenade behind, which exploded into

in time, hovering above the mist, while Felix swerved into a

'Split up!!'

their advantage, the criminals

Nebula quickly communicated telepathically, deciding to split

one on the right!' Felix

her target, replied, "Left one's

met, but it didn't mean that they would sabotage each other by

captains, and if they heard about any foul play between them, none of

Whoosh! Whoosh!

alleys became a dizzying blur of lights and shades as both Felix and Nebula skillfully navigated

the sixth line if