I am the righteous path.

A door unfolded before him.
Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.
The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.
The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.
They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.
Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.
He had no reason to refuse.

Detective Agency of the Bizarre

With his left hand clutching the Ancient Statue Fragment raised, the light in the air made filth nowhere to hide.


Thirty silver-plated bullets floated beside Lu Li as he pulled aside the holster, taking out Sequence 2 and looking down at the cabin below him.


The layers of Human Pus didn't require much aiming; identifying one's head, Lu Li pulled the trigger.


The gunshot, accompanied by firelight, rose into the mist and echoed above the port.


The Exorcists, who had been retreating back to the bridge to defend, looked in astonishment toward the direction of the gunshot sound.


Lu Li released his palm and reached for Sequence 3, continuing to aim at the Human Pus, now burst open by the previous shot's liquid.


The body of that Human Pus was rigid and motionless, not knowing whether it was already dead. A brief pause, and it was swallowed up by the writhing pile of Human Pus.


Sixty. Flames that purify all