Zerg in the crystal wall world

Chapter 223 Decisiveness

Witchcraft is a school of magic whose reputation is no less famous than that of magic.

And magic relies on understanding the nature of elements, focusing on the accumulation of knowledge and experience, and constructing magic in the form of magic patterns and magic arrays.

Witchcraft pays more attention to communication with the superconscious body of the world, focusing on talent and inspiration, and interfering with reality through rituals, spells, and ritual dances.

Strictly speaking, things such as astral projection rituals, blood exchange rituals and soul contracts, which are still difficult for the insect swarm to analyze, are actually a kind of witchcraft.

It is even said that in the era of chaos before the stars were born, wizards were extraordinary people who were closer to gods than mages.

But today, this profession has lived up to its original glory.

Even if there are still demons with a full set of inheritance, if they want to truly perform some powerful witchcraft, they must first sacrifice their souls through blood and erase the anchoring of starlight on physical rules...

However, even so, witchcraft still has this irreplaceable advantage

For example, the high degree of chaos in witchcraft allows wizards to perform witchcraft forcibly through the symbolic meaning of materials without asking for a thorough explanation.

Just like now, the succubus doesn't know what psionic energy is, and knows nothing about the thief's body structure and talent mechanism.

She can use the stealer as the core of the sacrifice to open a large gate to hell that would have required the sacrifice of tens of thousands of specially processed souls - this is why she is so happy when she catches the stealer.

Of course, even if a thief significantly reduces the requirements of the ritual, some tortured and painful souls are still needed as sacrifices.

However, the number has dropped to only a few dozen. For a highly skilled succubus, it only takes one night to seduce the gangsters in the slums.

While she was carefully preparing for the ceremony,

The insect swarm was also moving silently.

In the infection abyss in every corner of the city, dusty induced proteins were released, and the viruses in the incubation period completely exploded...

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Jack is an Imperial citizen of Tark's world 925, "Plenty City".

He has his own wife and children, wakes up every day praising the emperor, and lives an ordinary life from nine to nine.

However, he is not actually a native "emperor".

But when the imperial warriors went on an expedition into an ignorant world, they conveniently rescued the serfs.

By the way, the reason why that "ignorant king" was punished was not because of boring reasons like keeping slaves or not becoming a king, but because that guy had the audacity to claim that he was the "Guardian of Humanity" when he came to the throne. This great title that only the emperor deserves...

Of course, no matter what the reason was, the Empire soldiers finally brought Jack a better life.

Jack has a heartfelt gratitude to the Empire.

It was under this emotional trend that Jack became a member of the Sheriff's Department.

But they are just assistants rather than official police officers. By analogy, some are like "auxiliary police officers", responsible for traffic control, cleaning up the scene, and registering documents...

Moreover, because of the cumbersome and complicated imperial code and the "chanting" sentence patterns that must be mastered when praising the emperor.

Unless he can accomplish military feats such as "killing traitors", he probably won't be able to pass the test and become a stamped peace officer in his lifetime.

But Jack is still very satisfied.

At least, life is now more stable than ever.

Just like now, even though he had a nightmare last night, he felt heavy and cold when he woke up in the morning. He had obvious cold symptoms, but he still didn't panic at all.

You know, if he was a serf, a disease would mean serious damage to his vitality, or even death.

But in empire. He only needs to go to the pharmacy downstairs to buy some medicine, and he can continue to work without any worries. Isn't this a blessing?

In front of the city police station, he also ran into Sheriff Tiberi, who had finished his evening patrol and came to clock out and store his equipment.

"Are you okay? Jack," the Sheriff greeted, "You don't look pretty."

"Just a common cold, Master Tiberi... I mean Sheriff Tiberi."

"It seems that you have a serious cold indeed," Tiberi laughed. "I haven't heard you call me that in ten years."

Jack was also embarrassed: "Sorry, sir, I'm really a little confused."

"If you feel uncomfortable, rest for a few days. Your health is important."

"Thank you for your kindness. I have no problem." Jack braced himself. During the period of major review, he would not ask for leave if he could not...

Tiberi did not respond for the time being. He had already arrived in front of the security office and solemnly recited to the engraved image of the emperor: "Praise the Immortal Emperor."

Three green lights lit up.

Loyalty, humanity, personal physical signs... all the verifications achieved by high-level machine soul distortions were passed.

Tiberi walked into the police station.

Jack followed.

It is also a chant from the heart: "May the emperor be eternal!"

He was born a serf and had little education. The reason why he was able to join the security station was because of his sincere gratitude to the empire and the emperor.

But, when Jack tried to walk into the police station.

A shrill alarm sounded above the icon.

The yellow warning light lights up: indicating that he is not a pure-blood human.

The purple warning light lights up: it means that his loyalty to the emperor is not pure.

Only the red light representing personal identity did not turn off, which means he is still Jack...

Even though his head was spinning, Jack was still stunned by the sirens.

You...are not human anymore?

No, what's more important is... I'm not loyal anymore? ! !

click-

A police air crossbow was aimed at Jack's head.

The Sheriff, who had shown tender concern for his subordinates just now, had no emotion in his eyes at this time, as if he was looking at a dead person.

He was lucky enough to see the Sheriff in real combat. When facing thugs and demons, he used such a cold and powerful attitude, like a mountain, to stop in front of the people and defeat all enemies.

But at this moment, when he was facing it, he felt fear in his heart.

"Master...Sir...Master...I'm not, I don't..."

Tiberi looked at Jack, but did not pull the trigger immediately.

Instead, he gave a cold order: "Put on shackles yourself and go to trial..."

Before he finished speaking, a piercing siren suddenly sounded throughout the city.

Relying on the rhythm of the alarm, Tiberi immediately recognized that this was a warning siren for a large-scale demonic invasion.

There is no time to detain and examine a suspicious person.

boom--

Tiberi shot without hesitation.

The crossbow bolt pierced the skull, and brain matter flew out in an instant.

Jack fell straight to the ground.

Without stopping, Tiberi stepped forward and fired two more crossbow bolts.