The edge of pure land

Chapter 37 The essence of human beings is...

I have to say that Longque is indeed very prescient.

Not long after the fighting in the underground neighborhood broke out, the supervisors from the Law Enforcement Bureau came over after smelling the smell, including the robots in black robes. They quickly surrounded the entire long street with guns in hand, and buzzing weapons hovered above their heads. Drones can be described as a complete blockade.

"Maintain order at the scene and take in the criminals immediately!"

Director Charles was at the end of the crowd. He looked like a cold and stern middle-aged man. The most striking feature was that he was blind in one eye and had scars running through his entire face.

Lu Fuji was immediately surrounded by a group of supervisors.

A gun was pointed directly at his head, making him frown.

"Put the person down."

The supervisor sounded stern.

Lu Fuji shrugged, not panicking at all.

Because this is the problem Longque wants to solve.

He just wanted to see how the Grand Adjudicator would respond.

"These people are indeed criminals, but they committed religious crimes and should be held responsible by the Heretic Tribunal. After we have finished dealing with them, these people can be handed over to you." Longque carried the unconscious heretic and slowly returned to the house. He sat down gently in his wheelchair.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and blew out a smoke ring.

A large number of judges rushed out of the street corner, confronting the supervisors from a distance.

"What do you want to do? Rebellion? According to the rules, when the Heretic Tribunal is carrying out arrest operations, it should give priority to reporting to the Law Enforcement Bureau, and carry out activities under the supervision and assistance of the supervisors. You have broken the rules, and I will not hold you accountable. It’s already pretty good.”

Director Charles looked at the destroyed streets: "Look at what you have done. The underground blocks are also the city's property, and the people in the underground blocks are also lives!"

However, the judges were not moved at all.

On the contrary, Damon and Rose ignored the guns pointed at them from all directions and had already tied up the still living heretics and put them into a van.

"Then open your eyes and take a good look. Is anyone dead?"

Long Que smoked a cigarette and said slowly: "Normally, I don't see you treating the people in the underground block as human beings. At this time, they are life in your eyes? Don't kidnap me morally, the underground block broke out When there are conflicts and murders, I don’t see you managing it. Charles, how many times can you come here a year? You find this place and you still need to drive the navigation system.”

Charles' eyes narrowed, and the route map was still displayed on his tablet.

I didn't expect such details to be discovered.

"I will compensate for the damage to the underground block according to the price, so you don't have to worry about it. As for the overstep of authority, you can report me to the sacrificial hall, and I don't care."

Longque threw away the cigarette butt and took out a syringe from his jacket pocket. His voice echoed throughout the audience: "Now... you have been suspected of obstructing the arrest operation of the Inquisition."

When Charles saw his syringe, the corners of his eyes twitched inadvertently.

"You have been suspected of illegally rescuing heretics."

The supervisors looked at each other, wondering why the leader still didn't give the order.

"You have been suspected of illegal collusion with heretics."

The people in the Law Enforcement Bureau were sweating profusely.

"You have been charged with apostasy."

Longque's voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer.

Hit their hearts hard.

"You're locked in."

Long Que raised his head, his dark eyes locked on everyone on the opposite side.

The needle had landed in his leg.

Director Charles looked livid and waved.

"Close the team!"

Finally I couldn't bear the pressure anymore.

The director spat hard, turned around and left with the people.

There was a snap.

The supervisor's gun was knocked to the ground.

Lu Buer stretched out his hand and poked his eyebrows: "Why don't you dare to shoot?"

Barron's body was lifted up by the teenager and thrown into the van.

I thought that Longque would use various means and words to fool the other party.

Unexpectedly, he relied on strength.

"Constantine, the third-generation holy monarch, once laughed at himself. All the rules in the Pure Land were not prepared for the weak, so he had to become strong in order to be protected by the rules. And when he was finally qualified to use the rules to protect himself By the time, he discovered that he no longer needed those things and had become a rule-breaker."

Longque sat in a wheelchair and passed by him: "But he never felt that power itself was the original sin... The really guilty people are those who abuse power."

Lu Fuji was stunned.

“Fighting violence with violence is the best cure for this sick world.”

Long Que glanced at him, finally restrained his murderous intent, and said with a half-smile: "Patient, can you stay conscious when the Holy Riot Syndrome attacks?"

At that time, Lu Fuji did not forget to leave the merit ticket when he overturned the stall. It was obviously seen by him who was hiding in the dark, otherwise he would not ask such a question.

Lu Fuji shrugged: "My blood pressure just soared, I'm not really crazy."

Long Que raised his eyes and looked at the burning block, sighing softly: "It's so rare. There are not many people who still care about the life and death of the people at the bottom these days."

"I am also a low-class person myself."

Lu Buer spread his hands indifferently and changed the topic: "Besides, that little money is nothing compared to the reward for helping you with the Heresy Tribunal."

He said sternly: "Where is my reward?"

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Underground in the Inquisition, the solid black prison was stained with blood, thousands of candles were burning in the corridors, and chains hung on the metal doors, shaking slightly.

A hoarse growl could be heard faintly from inside the door.

"Sir, you don't look too happy."

Qiangwei raised her eyebrows and asked casually: "What happened to him?"

Damon whispered: "The elder also came out of the underground neighborhood back then. He did a lot of things for those people and killed a lot of people. I thought that the lives of those people might be improved, but I didn't expect that after so many years, When I come back again, it’s still the same there.”

Long Que sat in a wheelchair and seemed not to pay attention to their whispers.

In fact, when he came to the underground neighborhood, he had already ordered his people to start a thorough investigation. He was very familiar with the place where he had lived, and he also had a unique method.

Finally he got what he wanted.

But this result made him feel sad.

Because the pagans who emerged in the end were all people from the underground neighborhoods without exception.

"What kind of life is it that makes them willing to turn themselves into devils?"

Dragon Bird murmured softly.

Lu Buer's heart moved: "This is a sinful city, this is a wrong world. When I am a good person, you bully me. When I am a bad person, you accuse me."

Long Que and the others looked back at him.

"This is what Barron said to me before he died."

In fact, what impressed Lu Fuji the most was the memories he saw.

For some reason, when he swallowed the dark matter, he could see the relevant memories of the host.

That should be the most painful memory in Barron's life.

When he recalled it again, he extracted the key words.

The mother nest of creation, the ghost of decay.

Evolutionary chain.

White Walkers.

He didn't know what these terms were, and he might be able to find the answer in the Inquisition.

"No one would do that unless they had to."

Longque changed the topic: "I didn't expect that you have already initially gathered the numerology and the rare celestial system. In this case, the reward I prepared for you before will be useless."

Lu Buer thought of the terrifying strength that this man had unleashed today, and said with great yearning, "Are the spells you mentioned an advanced application of numerology? If possible, I would like to know how to use the spells in advance, etc. I will use it when I advance to the second level."

Longque glanced at him.

Damon and Qiangwei also looked helpless.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Fuji frowned.

"The celestial element is very rare, and the thunder attribute is even rarer. Looking at the entire Shengen City, I'm afraid I can't find another one. Generally, people with this kind of numerology are the super geniuses of the God City. If you can show your With your talent, your future is limitless.”

Long Que said calmly: "I am a fire attribute, how can I have a thunder attribute spell?"

Lu Fuji was stunned.

This was something he didn't expect.

"I do have an acquaintance who has the same thunder attribute as you."

Longque changed the topic.

"where?"

"You have to go to the Holy Mountain to find her. She has been dead for many years."

"..."

Lu Buer was speechless.

A few days ago, Lu Sixian also mentioned the Holy Mountain to him. It was the mysterious place that Shengen City was responsible for guarding. It was the holy place where the third generation of the Holy Monarch made his fortune. It was just out of reach.

Those who delve into that secret rarely come back alive.

And there was exactly one right in front of him.

"However, her files are still kept in the military department, and there may also be memory chips she left behind. Although too many years have passed, an evolver with the thunder attribute has never appeared. If you can get enough appreciation, you You can exchange it at the military headquarters."

When Long Que mentioned this person, his eyes became nostalgic: "She was also a candidate saint pursuing the path of the Holy Monarch. Not only the spells she left behind, but also her numerology advancement route, you can also Please refer to it, it will be of great benefit to you.”

Lu Fujihu asked: "What is her relationship with you? Are she a couple?"

Long Que shook his head: "My sister."

"As for the reward I promised you, you have to pay it first."

He paused: "I just lost a sum of money. I'm very poor."

Lu Fuji suddenly realized.

The main reason why he was willing to compensate those vendors was because the amount was small and it would not hurt him, so it was better to have peace of mind.

If he is too poor to take the blame, will he pay compensation?

he does not know.

But Longque is different. Even if he has no money, he still has to pay.

"Time is running out. People from the Law Enforcement Bureau did show up today. We must seize the time. First, we must find out what happened to them and what kind of power they obtained." Long Que opened the door of a cell, and deep in the darkness was A corpse-eating cultist bound by a straitjacket.

Lu Fuji's eyes changed slightly.

In fact, he already has part of the answer to this question.

"Sir, someone had already interrogated them before coming."

Damon Hui reports: “But I can’t speak.”

"Don't speak?"

Qiangwei asked suspiciously: "Really or not?"

The Inquisition's interrogation methods have long been famous. As long as you enter their prison, there is nothing that cannot be opened. There are very few people who can keep their mouths shut here.

What kind of super tough guy does that have to be?

In the darkness, the corpse-eating cultist wearing a straitjacket only said one word from beginning to end.

"Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!"

Even if I'm bruised and bruised, that's all.

No matter how powerful the interrogation method is, it is useless when facing a psychopath.

In other words, the essence of human beings is repeaters.

"Their bodies are extremely hard and have strong self-healing capabilities after alienation."

Long Que analyzed: "These people are not afraid of pain."

"Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!"

The corpse-eating cultists chanted in a low voice, as if they were stunned.

Everyone has weaknesses, but they don't seem to have them.

At least physically it seemed invulnerable.

As for mentally...

etc!

Lu Buer was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, and suddenly an idea came to him.

"My dear daughter, go and bring daddy a piece of rotten meat. The stinkier it is, the better."

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