Chapter 1110
The Abyss of Fiends
"This—" Zhu Meng's pupils constricted as he looked at the names on the paper, his blood surging. "These people are all spies for the Black Vatican?"
Mo Fan, Zhou Min, Zhang Xiaohou, and others also gathered around, and their faces turned extremely ugly after seeing the names on the paper.
Mo Fan, in particular, recognized one of the names as the elder who had previously been in charge of logistics and coordination. He never expected that the elder was actually from the Black Church!
"Why did the Black Vatican's High Deacon Tiger Jin give us this list?" Zhou Min asked, her face full of doubt.
Just as everyone was discussing this, Fu Ye's figure appeared behind them like a ghost.
He looked at the parchment in Zhu Meng's hand, his eyes calm and unwavering, as if he had known all along.
“Sarang is efficient and decisive. He knows that the spies left here will die, so he wants us to give them a quick death,” Fu Ye said softly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
“Sarang?” Zhu Meng turned sharply to look at Fu Ye, his eyes filled with shock. “You mean, this list was left to us by Salang through Grand Deacon Hujin?”
Fu Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the names on the paper, a faint sneer curling at the corner of his lips.
"His mission was complete, so Salang let him leave. As for why the other side gave him the list of undercover agents, he should know very well that these agents couldn't stay hidden for long, so it was better to just hand them over directly."
Mo Fan frowned. "Why would Salang do this? These undercover agents have been lying low for years. Wouldn't it be more advantageous for the Black Vatican if they weren't exposed?"
This is also the question on everyone's mind. The Black Vatican's spies are usually deeply hidden and will never be exposed until the critical moment, so it is really illogical for Salam to take the initiative to make these people public now.
Fu Ye did not answer directly, but turned to look at the distant horizon, where he could vaguely feel the oppressive aura of the Lord of the Underworld.
“What Salang wanted was never to occupy the ancient capital,” he said slowly.
"She just wanted to use the dead to create momentum for herself. Now that she has achieved her goal, leaving these undercover agents behind has become a burden."
"Create momentum?" Zhu Meng asked, puzzled.
“That’s right.” Fu Ye nodded.
"The identities of these undercover agents have actually been somewhat suspected by the Magic Council, but they have not had any evidence and do not want to break off relations."
"Sarang is now exposing them on his own initiative, firstly to give the Magic Council a way out, so that they don't lose face by raising a tiger that will turn out to be a threat."
"Secondly, it is also to purge the unstable factors within the Black Vatican. These people have been lurking for many years and have long been corrupted by power. For Salang, they are pawns with no value, so it is better to discard them sooner rather than later."
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood, and their fear of Salang deepened even further.
This woman has planned everything so meticulously, even turning the exposure of her undercover work into a clever move. It's truly terrifying.
Soon, Fu Ye added in his mind.
“Sarang knows of my existence and is aware of my strength.”
“She knew that as long as I took action, these undead and undercover agents wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.”
"Rather than me personally uncovering these spies, it would be better for her to hand them over voluntarily. This would also do the Magic Council a favor and pave the way for her future plans."
Of course, he didn't say these words aloud.
Only he knew that Salang's true identity was Ye Xinxia's mother, Ye Chang.
They did live together for at least a month back then.
Perhaps the other party will initially see you as a clueless little kid.
But as time went on, the other party realized something was wrong.
His strength left a deep impression on Ye Chang, and made her realize that it was not a wise move to make an enemy of him.
Now that she has voluntarily exposed her undercover work, it is both to extricate herself and to send a signal to herself.
She had no intention of being her own enemy; she only wanted to achieve her own goals.
Zhu Meng clenched his fists, his eyes filled with rage. "That Salang! That Black Vatican! They've used us all as pawns!"
He took a deep breath and immediately gave orders to his personal guards.
"Immediately take men and detain all these undercover agents according to the names on the list! Anyone who resists will be killed without exception!"
"Yes!"
The guards responded in unison and immediately led their troops in various directions.
Mo Fan watched Zhu Meng's angry back, and his own heart burned with rage.
The Black Vatican is truly despicable. Not only do they harm their own people, but they also planted so many spies within humanity. If Salam hadn't exposed them, they would still be kept in the dark.
“Teacher Fu Ye,” Mo Fan turned to look at Fu Ye, his eyes filled with determination,
Although Salang exposed these spies, her plot had succeeded, and the ancient capital had suffered enormous losses. We cannot let her get away with this!
Fu Ye just smiled inexplicably: "That's none of my business. You guys can worry about this yourselves."
Half an hour later, all the undercover agents were successfully apprehended. According to their confessions, they had infiltrated the upper echelons of the Magic Association five years ago, secretly cooperating with the Black Vatican's operations.
The current crisis of the undead in the ancient capital was also caused by their secret sabotage of the defensive formation, which allowed the undead to break through the defenses so easily.
"These scoundrels!" Xiao Liewang was furious after hearing the report.
"To betray humanity and side with the Black Church is a heinous crime deserving of death!"
“According to the laws of the Magic Council, these undercover agents should be taken to trial,” Zhu Meng said with a gloomy expression. “However, the crisis in the ancient capital has not yet been resolved, so we can only detain them for now and deal with them after the crisis is over.”
Everyone nodded in agreement with Zhu Meng's decision.
Fu Ye stood to the side, watching the undercover agent being taken away, his eyes calm.
He knew that these people were just sacrifices in Salam's plan, and the real big fish were still lurking.
Ye Chang is meticulous and ruthless. Even in the original novel, she was a boss that was difficult to capture until the very end.
“Lord Fu Ye,” Zhu Meng said respectfully as he approached Fu Ye.
"Thank you for setting up the teleportation array and saving the civilians of the ancient capital. We are also grateful for your help in uncovering Salang's scheme and exposing these spies. We will never forget this kindness."
Xiao Lie Wang and other high-ranking magicians also stepped forward to express their gratitude to Fu Ye.
They were initially wary of Fu Ye, but after this series of events, everyone now has great respect and trust for him.
Fu Ye waved his hand and said calmly.
"No need for formalities. I just did what I was supposed to do."
He turned to look at the central area of the ancient capital, where the aura of the dead was growing stronger.
"The Corpse Lord of the Underworld and the Corpse of the Mountain have begun to move."
Zhu Meng's expression hardened, and he immediately spoke.
"Rest assured, Lord Fu Ye, we are ready! We are ready to go into battle at any time!"
A burning light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes.
The previous battles had given him considerable experience, and his magical energy was showing signs of a breakthrough. (End of Chapter)