I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 559 559. This guy must die today!

In fact, even these three ‘knights of the church’ didn’t know much about those demons in their memories, and they had never seen their true appearance. They would only pass by the experimental area where the demons were imprisoned during routine patrols, and then take a simple look at them with trepidation, and then quickly escape.

Moreover, the three of them have been here for almost three years, and they have never seen the demons being released. For ordinary invaders, they only need to use the roar full of mental pollution to deal with them. At most, these ‘knights of the church’ will be left to clean up the mess. For the time being, they have not encountered a situation where they need to release the demons.

However, they know that only the ‘missionaries’ and the ‘deacon’ in the sect can drive the demons. Other ‘believers’ and ‘priests’ will be attacked indiscriminately as long as they dare to approach. It feels like a double-edged sword.

From this point of view, driving the devil should still be a complex technical job, and it should not be like training a dog, which can be solved by a few sets of dragon fruit and CPR...

Let's talk about the "missionaries", "deacons", and "divine messengers".

In the memories of these three people, the "missionaries" looked similar to ordinary people outside, but they were dressed more simply and could not enjoy the benefits of the "knights of the church". They could not go to those luxurious places outside and mingle in the social circles.

However, they were more valued in the cult, more respected by the "believers", and knew more secrets. For example, some important rituals can only be participated by "missionaries", and "knights of the church" are forbidden to approach.

And in the eyes of the "deacon", "missionaries" seem to be more valuable than these simple thugs, and they often get some special rewards, such as high-value extraordinary materials, holy objects, jewelry, etc., which often make these "knights of the church" jealous.

It seems that the "gifts" that the two classes can receive are also different?

In the impression of these three guys, "missionaries" can also receive gifts, but they don't get much extraordinary power. They generally have little combat power. When they encounter any troubles and situations, they have to help.

For example, three "missionaries" were arrested by the City of Silence, and it was the leader of the three who ran to rescue them.

So like them, "knights of the church", generally don't look down on the class of "missionaries".

As for the "deacon", this guy seems very mysterious. Although he often appears, he has not left a clear and definite image in the memory of the three people?

Not to mention the specific appearance, even the height, body shape and even gender are vague, the whole person seems to be a human mosaic.

Even some of the exchanges with him and the instructions he received are also vague. Only a few vague syllables are remembered in the memory, as if the whole person does not exist.

However, these three ‘knights of the church’ had witnessed the ‘deacon’s’ attack, and it left them with a terrifying impression that was enough to scare them.

That time, it seemed that the gang in the underground city outside had gathered a large number of people, including some fourth- and fifth-level extraordinary people. The leader was said to be at the sixth level, and rushed into the ruins aggressively.

The roar of the demons alone was not enough to scare these people away. They seemed to have made sufficient preparations and took those potions that could help resist and eliminate mental pollution in advance. As soon as they rushed in, they rushed straight to the deepest and most core altar, intending to make a quick decision.

Originally, the ‘knights of the church’ with limited numbers might have seemed stretched, but the mysterious ‘deacon’ took action.

In an extremely bloody, cruel and bizarre way, he turned more than a hundred invaders into incomplete corpses in less than half an hour. They looked like pieces of shredded rags...

Lloyd paused when he read here, and then took a distracted look at the three corpses not far away.

Why do they look a bit like them?

Lloyd didn't think much about it and continued to read the memories of the three people.

After that, no one in the entire ruins dared to question or challenge the authority of the "deacon". All the power of life and death, as well as the more important right to distribute "gifts", were firmly controlled by him alone.

However, although this "deacon" was powerful and liked to enjoy fine wine, delicious food and beautiful women like ordinary people, he had never left the ruins in the memories of the three people. Some people invited him to go out to enjoy the pleasures of life and death, but he declined all of them, and behaved like a recluse.

That's about all the memories about the 'deacon'. He seems particularly mysterious. Apart from knowing that he is very powerful and difficult to deal with, there is not much useful information.

But Lloyd suddenly recalled a detail. He clearly remembered that the three people had mentioned the 'deacon' many times when they were chatting before, and they also said something like 'sharp eyes' and 'harsh reprimands'...

This means that this 'deacon' is not just vague in the original body, but can also leave a clear impression in other people's memories, but can no longer be spied on by a third party?

Is this to guard against means such as 'psychic communication'? Use some kind of positional means to interfere with and affect the memories of these people, so as to prevent them from using 'psychic communication' to pull him out after being killed by people outside?

But this kind of thing already involves the dangerous behavior of interfering with other people's memories. For a moment, Lloyd couldn't think of any common extraordinary system that could do this.

Unless it's [Twisted], or [Ancient Mage]...

But that's not important. You'll find out the correct answer later.

Hehe~ You're so sneaky. When I find you later, don't I know how horny you are?

Lloyd smiled disdainfully and continued to look at the three people's memories of the 'God Envoy'.

However, when it comes to this most important and critical step, the information available is the least?

These three guys don't even have a general impression of the 'godly envoy'?

And it's not that the memory has been affected or modified, it's just that I haven't seen it, I haven't been in contact with it, and I've rarely even heard it mentioned.

Only that 'deacon' dared to mention things about the 'God's Envoy', which was their ultimate goal of occupying this ruins - to please the God's Envoy.

The three 'Guardian Knights' didn't know what kind of ceremony it was. They were not allowed to participate, nor were they allowed to get close, nor were they allowed to inquire or inquire.

Previously, an 'Apologist Knight' who did not believe in evil could not suppress his inner curiosity and approached a 'Preacher' to inquire. As a result, before he had time to ask, the 'Deacon' appeared like a ubiquitous ghost. came out and caught the two of them.

After that, the 'deacon' summoned everyone in the cult, including the 'believers', and launched a long warning education, and then executed the two offenders in an extremely terrifying way.

How terrifying is it exactly? It was probably because these three 'Guardian Knights' were so frightened that they selectively forgot that scene. All they could remember was the wailing and screaming of the two contrabands before they died. The level of sorrow was almost comparable to that of the Karma Demon. .

Therefore, all three of them firmly believe that the two violators must have suffered the most extreme pain in the world...

With this level of warning and education, these three guys naturally knew nothing about the God's Envoy. The only information they could get was what was mentioned in the previous chat. Every time they completed 'please the God's Envoy' After the ceremony, a few "missionaries" will be missing from the sect, and a few more mutilated corpses will appear.

When Lloyd saw this, there was no effective information in the rest of it. They were all criminal acts that aided the evil cult, including but not limited to assassination, kidnapping, extortion, poisoning, etc., all of which were to help this group of cults raise funds. , fighting for territory, recruiting people to join the gang, and so on.

It is worth mentioning that the parents, siblings, relatives and friends of these three people were all dragged into the sect and became 'believers' by means of coercion and inducement, and they were completely tied to death here.

This is somewhat similar to similar organizations on the other side of the earth. They are all fucking anti-human anthropomorphic creatures.

Sure enough, all such things as cults should be killed!

Lloyd cursed angrily in his heart, and quickly swept all these memory fragments into the 'recycle bin' in his brain, and then gave the general situation to his four teammates in the 'squad channel'.

But before he could say a few words, Old York interrupted:

"Wait! It only took you such a short time to complete a channeling???"

Lloyd asked casually:

"Huh? What's wrong? Isn't this kind of thing very simple?"

"Uh...well, maybe your definition of simplicity is different from ours..."

Old York had a face full of laughter and tears, which could be felt even through the mask.

Lloyd continued to briefly and concisely state the crimes of these people and this group of cults, which made several other teammates feel indignant.

Even the one wearing the ghost mask became anxious and accused Lloyd in turn:

"Teacher Lloyd, you really let them die too comfortably. It stands to reason that people who commit such crimes should accept permanent exile and hard labor! Letting them die suddenly and suddenly is really an advantage for them!"

"What you said does make some sense, but I have always been a righteous young man who hates evil. I can't tolerate these evils in my eyes. It would be better to kill them directly, so that I can feel happy in my heart."

"Yeah! You're right, I'm going to kill a few of them myself soon! It just so happens that I got this good thing recently, but I haven't been able to find a chance to use it."

As the investigator spoke, he took out a revolver from his waist, twirled it in his hand handsomely, then inserted it back into his waist, and took the initiative to introduce:

"This is the most cutting-edge firearm on the market today, and it's already so thirsty!"

Lloyd stared at the revolver on his waist for a moment, thought for a moment, and took out a few arm-thick metal pipes and a few dark green suitcases from the storage bag, and distributed them to several teammates.

"Let's use this one, it's more powerful."

He introduced simply.

Because once again borrowing college equipment for others to use, it was tantamount to violating the school rules again, so not surprisingly, after a violent vibration, the student handbook in his pocket deducted a huge amount of credits, the amount was as high as 200 points!

He also warned Lloyd that if he did it again, 300 points would be deducted!

Lloyd was so frightened that he didn't even know where to start laughing...

It's okay, just deduct it. If you don't deduct a little more, your credits will exceed nine figures...

After arming his teammates again, Lloyd led the team and continued to move deeper into the ruins, preparing to visit the core altar and meet the mysterious 'deacon' and 'god envoy'.

I don’t know the qualities of these two guys. How does it compare to the hexahedral statue, the betrayal [Brilliant Gold], and the Witch Matron that I have faced off against before?

Of course, for the sake of safety, in addition to having all kinds of equipment on his body, Lloyd also has the black [Blood of the Supreme] ready, ready to launch an incomplete miracle at any time - [Supreme Realm - Distortion]

[Blood of the Supreme] Before, in the temple on the top floor of the museum, Lloyd smashed statues, recovered the remains of the former dean, and pumped out deep wells. He got a lot in one go, most of which were stored in the academy. It's a special warehouse, but I brought some with me just to deal with this situation.

I hope those two guys can enjoy themselves to the fullest, right? Since breaking through to the sixth level, I haven't had the chance to meet a comparable opponent.

Lloyd muttered to himself, and quickened his pace slightly. While giving directions to Old York, who insisted on walking first, he swept around with inspiration.

According to the results of the inspiration search, although this ruins is very large and belongs to the level of a super-large military base, and the various forked roads are winding and winding like a maze, there are actually not many areas where people are active.

Many side roads and areas have been completely blocked by various means, and no one has done any excavation or archeology.

However, you can simply take a peek through inspiration and spiritual vision. It is basically a mess and chaos, with some corpses that have long been weathered, and some ancient equipment scattered everywhere.

But for the time being, we haven’t found any taboo knowledge that floats around and gets into people’s minds.

Maybe it has been cleaned up?

As for the location of the five industry demons, they are further away than previously expected, and are beyond the detection range of Lloyd's more than 2,800 points of inspiration.

You can imagine how vast it is down there. If it were completely dug out, it would be as big as half of the Brilliant City?

However, according to the memories of the three guys before, there are not many cult members entrenched here. They are probably in the early 1000s and less than 2000, which is quite streamlined. From this, it seems that this group of people as a whole Still relatively low-key and obscure.

Lloyd and his party continued to move forward, and after walking some distance, the White Moonlight investigator said in the 'squad channel':

"Have you ever felt that as you go deeper, the various rituals seem to become fewer and fewer, and there is some indescribable weirdness in the air?"

As the person who knew the most about rituals present, Lloyd immediately nodded and replied:

"That's right. From here on, even those rituals that help stabilize the mind and eliminate mental pollution are gone. There are only some simple ones that are used to assist life support, such as temperature control and air purification. As for that This type of monitoring ritual is only deployed in the outermost areas.”

"As expected of Master Lloyd, he can distinguish these very subtle spiritualities in such a complex environment. I can only barely get a rough idea."

Investigator Bai Yueguang complimented him and then said:

"But this seems a bit strange. The deeper you go, the more important the area should be. Why are there fewer corresponding rituals?"

No need for Lloyd to explain himself, Old York took the initiative to help and said:

"The reason is not difficult to guess. The weird atmosphere in the air is likely to cause some interference or even erosion to the ritual. The more powerful and complex the ritual is, the more precise it is and requires a stable environment. ”

Lloyd also nodded and added:

"And this place is really too big. The cost of deploying so many rituals is simply astronomical. Although they don't seem to lack the means to make money, they must maintain a necessary low profile and not dare to attract too much attention. After all, they only have The scale of less than 2,000 people is definitely not enough to confront the religious group head-on. "

"Yes, and in your previous description, Lloyd, the deacon is very powerful, and has a deep karma demon and the mysterious envoy as his trump card. He probably wouldn't have thought that there would be some of us bold guys. Dare to dive deep inside.”

Old York said, then turned to look at the lighting fixtures a few steps on both sides of the passage, and asked with some confusion:

"Actually, I'm more concerned about how they get the electricity here? To maintain lighting on this scale, is there a separate power plant?"

"That's not true. This ancient ruins is very well preserved, and there must be an energy supply device inside, just like the saint in the City of Joy."

Lloyd just casually talked about what he considered to be 'basic common sense', but felt that the four teammates suddenly froze, and then all turned to look at him.

"Uh...did I say something wrong?"

Lloyd spread his hands innocently and embarrassedly and asked.

"No... nothing... I just didn't expect you to be so familiar with the Saint of the [Protection] Department? Generally speaking, this Saint is the most mysterious one among the six His Majesty..."

Old York explained quickly.

"Haha~ It's okay, it's just a general familiarity."

Lloyd said something casually, but then added in his mind:

After all, how can you not be familiar with playing with other people's stupid hair and feet every day?

He quickly brought the topic back, pointed to the two forked roads not far ahead, and then while recalling the topographic map he had memorized earlier, he asked his teammates for their opinions:

"There are two roads here. The left leads to the storage area, where some of the wealth they collected is hidden; the right leads to a large staff accommodation area, which is closer to the altar."

But Old York was stunned and asked inexplicably:

"What two roads? Isn't there just a wall in front of it?"

The four people present were all stunned. The investigator wearing a ghost mask quickly said in a solemn tone:

"What I saw were three forked roads..."

After hearing this, Old York immediately stopped and reminded in a low voice:

"Be careful! Never release your inspiration!"

In such a situation where vision may be disturbed, an ordinary extraordinary person would probably subconsciously release inspiration to 'find out'. This is the instinctive reaction of many extraordinary people.

But inspiration is far sharper than vision. If you do this, you are likely to be more seriously affected.

Fortunately, the team is full of experienced investigators who can control themselves very well and will not fall into the trap. In addition, based on their past experience in encountering such emergencies, they are ready to activate their respective forces as soon as possible. Use [veto] or [law] to resolve this visual interference.

Generally speaking, what can cause this kind of visual interference is often the power of the [Intellect] system, which is considered the signature ability of that system; of course, it may also be interference caused by some kind of sealed object.

But no matter which one, these investigators who have been in the industry for many years can handle it well. This is not the first time they have encountered such an emergency. It can even be said that this situation is just a visual disturbance, which is relatively easy and easy to handle. of.

But as soon as Lloyd felt the spiritual energy fluctuations in their bodies, he quickly waved his hand to signal them not to act rashly.

"What's wrong?"

Old York asked.

"This kind of interference is probably not something you often encounter, nor is it the influence of [intelligence] power."

Lloyd gave a simple explanation, then quickly gathered back the inspiration that had escaped far away, and checked the surroundings more carefully.

As expected, I discovered something strange——

If you spread your inspiration too far ahead, your accuracy and sensitivity will inevitably be reduced...

In addition, the environment here is very complicated, there is an indescribable weirdness in the air, and there is a spirituality created by various messy rituals. The impact of these factors prevented him from noticing it at the first time. See the power hidden in it.

And it’s a power that Lloyd is extremely familiar with—[Distortion]

This made him frown slightly, and he felt a sense of déjà vu...

The investigator wearing a ghost mask on the side asked anxiously:

"How's it going? Master Lloyd? What on earth is going on?"

Lloyd did not rush to answer, but first calmed down, then used his inspiration to lock the two chandeliers behind him, and finally used his spiritual power to carefully penetrate them, destroy their internal structures, and let them go out at the same time.

As the lighting weakened, several other people in the team felt that their vision went dark at first, but they soon recovered and even felt clearer.

Then they saw that the road ahead was indeed two forked roads as Lloyd said, not three or a wall.

This showed that the visual interference had been successfully eliminated, and everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Old York wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked again:

"Huh... it was really dangerous just now... Lloyd, what did you do? How did you notice it?"

"I wasn't affected all the time, and then I casually ruined this little trick that was not worth mentioning."

Lloyd gave a brief explanation, and at the same time he also wanted to understand the reason for the strong sense of déjà vu before.

In fact, this was not the first time he encountered the insidious method of breaking down the power of [distortion] into very small pieces and then cleverly concealing it.

The last time I encountered a similar scene was in Uncle Cheap's "Blizzard Villa".

And the situation at that time was far more dangerous than today. Under the influence of those subtle [distortion] forces, Lloyd and little Olga who went deep into the villa were interfered with all kinds of perceptions and intuitions, and were completely unaware of the deep current. The mysterious power that can restore everything was almost revealed there.

Looking back at the situation in front of us, there is naturally no overbearing restoration power, otherwise this ruins would not be able to become a cult den.

But in terms of insidiousness, it is even better than last time.

In the two chandeliers that were extinguished before, there is a set of weak [distortion] rituals hidden in each. One is responsible for interfering with vision; the other is responsible for interfering with spiritual power.

And further and deeper, there are two more powerful groups hidden, one is responsible for interfering with inspiration; the other is responsible for interfering with thinking.

In order to be able to hide in the complex surrounding environment, the four sets of rituals are difficult to detect. The effectiveness is not very strong, but it forms a kind of cunning 'step by step'——

If Lloyd were not present today, Old York and the others would follow the habit of investigators. Once they find that their vision is interfered with, once they want to activate their abilities to resolve the interference, they will inevitably be affected by another set of rituals.

Although this influence will not be very strong, it is enough to make their abilities unable to be used, or there will be deviations in the effect.

In this case, no matter how experienced the investigator is, he will try to develop inspiration to find a way out.

This will naturally be affected by the following two sets of rituals, and finally be successfully interfered with thinking, becoming a lamb to be slaughtered.

It is simply linked together, insidious and vicious, and disgusting!

But it is precisely because these rituals have weakened their effectiveness for concealment that they cannot affect Lloyd at all, and then he cracked the trap here.

But Lloyd was not happy, but more indignant.

If nothing unexpected happens, the "deacon" is a rare [distortion] system extraordinary person, right? The means he used to kill people are somewhat similar to mine, but...

My dignified [distortion] system is not only the T0 version strength, but also the first extraordinary system in history that has been passed down from the glorious era. The result is that it is used like this? Used to do such a sneaky trick?

We must teach this guy a lesson, let him understand how to use the real power of [Distortion]!

"Let's go, keep moving forward, that deacon must die today!"

……………………

At this time, deep in the ruins, in a room that was decorated with extreme luxury, even the saint's boudoir would be eclipsed, an old man who looked righteous suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the soft sofa that looked like a bed.

"Why are the three honorary knights missing? Did they sneak out to have fun again?"

The old man whispered in ancient language, opened his mouth, and his tongue popped out like a frog, sticking to a high-end cigar on the coffee table in front of him, and then quickly retracted his tongue, holding the cigar in his mouth without moving his hands.

His free hand lit a match made of special wood, which would emit a sweet and refreshing fragrance when lit, and after mixing with the fragrance of the high-end cigar, the old man was so comfortable that he squinted his eyes.

After enjoying himself, he continued to curse in ancient language:

"These lowly people are inferior in nature. Even though they have been granted the precious title of Honorary Knights, they don't know how to cherish it. They are really useless."

"If the tribute they paid could not satisfy me, I would have made them loyal to the great cause long ago..."

As he spoke, he stretched out a black tentacle from his stomach, rolled up the half-drunk glass of precious red wine on the coffee table, and casually splashed it on the table.

The wine flowed and spread around, forming a dark red film, on which several spots with obvious color difference appeared, which were particularly prominent.

The old man looked down carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to talk to himself with a smile on his face:

"Everything went well, except for a few old rituals that needed to be repaired. Hum~ It's really troublesome. So many untouchables were invited, but none of them could master our wisdom and knowledge. They are like pigs in a pigsty. They can't be taught no matter what. I have to do this little thing myself?"

"Hehe~ After all, they are lowly species that can only serve as nutrients..."

As he said, he held a cigar in his mouth, lay back on the soft sofa, and reached out to touch the side.

He still remembered that he had invited a young and beautiful female believer to sleep with him last night.

But now she is gone?

But the old man didn't care much, and said disapprovingly:

"Well... I was probably hungry when I fell asleep, so I ate it as a snack. It's a pity. The one yesterday is the best toy I can find recently."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I complete the mission assigned by the second priest, I can have as many toys as I want."

"Well, my mission is naturally to please the Lord of God, and ask Him to help find the followers left by the son of an evil god in the world, and then find the traces of that son through these followers, so that it will pay the price for its previous reckless behavior!"

"Although I don't know what the son of the evil god did, it must have affected our great cause, otherwise the second priest would not be so angry that he would send the envoy to the lower world."

"It's just the son of the evil god. It's no big deal. Compared with our great cause, compared with what we have done, The gift received, even for an existence like the offspring of the evil god, is just a slightly stronger ant. "

The old man kept talking to himself, as if there was an invisible person in the air communicating with him mysteriously, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and was still bragging to the air:

"You can't understand it. Even I can't understand the actions of the envoy of God, let alone others? So you just need to serve Him well and tell Him your vision in your heart, and the envoy of God will naturally respond to your expectations..."

"And the envoy of God's every move in the world will leave his ripples and footprints. These things can be put together to lock the location of the offspring's family. "

"This process will not have the slightest deviation or accident, and will not be disturbed by those untouchables. The power of the envoy of God has long exceeded your and my cognition and understanding, and even the offspring of the evil god cannot interfere. "

"The only thing it can do is to let its followers be found by the messenger of God, or to give power to the followers in advance? But if that is the case, it would be the best. It will only make it easier for the messenger of God to find it. Yes, not to find its followers, but to find its body directly!"

"Of course, you should understand that pleasing the messenger of God is a very troublesome thing. Those missionaries are almost not enough. I have to think of a way to attract more untouchables with missionary qualifications."

His self-talk became more and more weird, as if there was an invisible friend beside him, and the two were chatting casually.

"So the untouchables are the untouchables, and their politicians are all a bunch of stupid and incompetent maggots, timid and cowardly, and can't even recruit believers."

"The cult? Saints? Only ignorant people would think they can pose a threat to me, but this area is an important part of our great cause and cannot be lost, otherwise the so-called saints are just special toys in my hands..."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly angry? Do you think I'm bragging? That only shows that you know nothing about the power of [Distortion], which is a great power that has existed since our time! It is different from the supernatural power that those untouchables talk about. The system is completely different! "

"Even in our era, as strong as brilliant gold, we dare not face the edge of [Distortion]. I know that this is difficult for you to imagine and understand."

"It doesn't matter. If you are interested, I will be happy to share the power of [Distortion] with you. Anyway, those untouchables cannot master this real power. I have tried, and the final result makes me extremely disappointed."

"Hmm? Our great plan? Of course it is..."

The old man was still talking incessantly, but when the topic jumped to the full picture of the "great plan" in his mouth, he suddenly froze, and then his face changed instantly.

"I... Why am I talking to myself all the time? Who am I talking to?"

As he said, he hurriedly struggled to get up from the sofa, but found that his limbs had long been out of control.

He couldn't even open his eyes. The only thing that could move his whole body was his two lips.

As the holder of the power of [Distortion], the old man, or the "deacon" here, realized something instantly.

He immediately gathered all his strength to resist, and his vision returned to normal in an instant.

He saw a young pariah standing in front of him with a cold smile on his face...