The village of Tars is not a major transportation artery, there have been no big people, and there have never been any great events in the history of the village so far, let alone places of interest or anything, and it can be called "a model of an ordinary village without characteristics".

Calm, tranquil, and inconspicuous, the traveler who rushes by turns around and forgets it.

Because of this characteristic, some people take a fancy to this kind of place as a great place to hide secrets.

As for the contents of secrets, most of them are not in accordance with law and morality. For example, the drug trade and the like.

"Well, it's the best of the best. ”

In the darkness cut off from his surroundings, the bald man with a meaty face put down his cigarette gun and spit out his eyes with satisfaction, and the gold rings on his nose and ears trembled gently as if he were enjoying the pleasure of refining opium.

Until a few years ago, the sale of stimulants and narcotics was openly legal, and in addition to large customers such as the aristocracy and the military, young people with money would also use them for fun at gatherings, and many people used stimulants or hallucinogens as flattering drugs, with good and bad results, and generally satisfactory to addicts.

But as the armies of all sides fell into a state of confrontation, the soldiers of various countries began to burrow into the cold and damp trenches, and began to live idle days, and their morale was worn out little by little. The militaries of various countries have placed a large number of orders for central nervous system stimulants and narcotics, and a large number of boxes with "cat eye tablets", "assault tablets" and "energy agents" have been sent to the militaries of various countries. In addition to the consumption of front-line troops, a large part of this went into the warehouses of the armies of various countries. For the war that may come at any time, everyone is stockpiling such military supplies.

The demand of the army has almost eliminated the doping on the market. Although hallucinogens such as LSD are still on sale, the price of 10 grams of gold coin is simply unaffordable for money-strapped addicts. As an alternative, opium and opium refining became popular in the market. Although opium and its derivatives as analgesics have very different effects on the human psyche, their relatively low price has caused them to spread rapidly and become widespread.

As a result of the misuse of opium, some villages and towns have been left in a state of abandonment, and the stagnation of agricultural production has caused concern to the authorities. After several crackdowns, all the relevant transactions went underground, and the village of Tails was one of the trading stops.

As many as 2 tons of opium were transported. The world value balance is thousands of Egü gold coins. In these years of gold and silver, this is a huge sum of money that a large family can still find for a lifetime, and opium dealers have every reason to indulge in joy. However, they did not forget that they were doing a headless job, and they were still vigilant while rejoicing. 14 bodyguards guard the entrance and exit of the alley. The commanding heights of the roof are also controlled by people. As soon as a suspicious character appears. Immediately, they will be greeted by mages and crossbowmen who use night vision, and they will be foolproof.

As a rule of thumb, this is neither noticeable. It can also ensure that the transaction is carried out smoothly, and the best configuration can be quickly evacuated in case of occurrence. However, experience betrayed them tonight.

He crouched in the shadows of the attic, swallowing to relieve the sharp pain of his stomach pouch being tightened, while carefully examining his prey.

He couldn't remember when he could "see other people's colors", even in the dark of night, he could glimpse the red, yellow and green groups of human figures walking fast, and when the prey was killed, the colors would change to a uniform dark color. He didn't know that this was the "heat induction technique" implanted in his brain for searching and locking at night, but he knew that with this ability, he could easily attack his prey at unexpected times and places, and kill them with one blow.

To be honest, he doesn't like hunting here.

Hunting in crowded areas can cause panic, increase alertness, make the next hunt difficult, and in the worst case have to move the hunt. In addition, the meat of middle-aged men does not taste good, and according to the eating experience so far, middle-aged men are only one grade better than middle-aged women, teenagers, and children. If he can, he prefers to eat small children,

Small children are special.

Easy to catch, weak to resist, and most importantly to the taste, smooth fat wrapped in bones and flesh, pink soft liver, elastic eyeballs, melt-in-your-mouth cerebral marrow...... If you try it once, you'll find how hard other meats are. But at the moment, there is no such excellent food walking on the streets, so we can only settle for the next best thing, and fill our stomachs first.

Suppressing his boiling hunger, long black hook claws extending from his limbs pierced into the wall, and the tattered alien form was like a gecko, silently approaching the opium gang along the wall.

There is no doubt that this is a classic night attack of large carnivores, and it is fully qualified to be recorded, preserved, and part of a textbook by zoologists. But he was too faithful to his instincts, and the way the other party used it skillfully, to be unaware that several demons were locking his position from different angles.

"The praying mantis is approaching the cicada, the yellow finch is staring at the mantis, is there a hunter pulling the slingshot behind us?"

Leaning against the bell tower, De Kiel spoke a mean quip.

He was in a good mood at the moment, and he almost hummed a song.

If the real yàn body attacks the crowd in broad daylight, it will undoubtedly bring them a lot of trouble. Fortunately, it is not only the brain of the real yàn body that has been repeatedly tossed by the scholars of the Institute of Biology that still has the necessary rationality, or after a series of hunting, it has accumulated and explored a set of reasonable hunting methods. That real yàn body appeared very cooperatively in the night.

The hunt for the Seven Original Sins always takes place at night.

Not habitual, even less traditional. It's just very simple - whether it is the hunting party or the hunted party, both sides have reasons to avoid being heard. Sunlight only brings to light the fact that no one will feel liked, so it doesn't need sunlight on either side.

The village of Tails is the hunting ground, and their prey is the alien that roams the walls.

Light-type organic biological weapons, consumables scheduled to be put into the frontal battlefield, because they are trial types. There are a large number of deficiencies that have yet to be resolved. But that doesn't mean it's weak.

The effective range of the laser is about 8 km, and within 1 km it can burn through the front armor of the combat vehicle in 1 second, because the laser is fired, and in the face of ultra-high speed of 300,000 km per second, dodge and defense are impossible. The only way to actually kill and recover the target is to deliver a full blow when it is unguarded.

Or - read the other person's mind at the beginning and act first.

"The target has entered the ambush area and is ready to take action. ”

"Get ready to do it, Jelles. ”

"Understood. ”

Hands shook slightly. A total of 36 whips on the left and right sides are ready to move like creatures.

Deal with light-speed attacks. The most direct and effective way to do this is to preemptively read the other person's mind and act on it the moment before the other person shoots out the beam. For Jelles, who has the ability to read minds, this is the most suitable battlefield for him to play. In order to cope with the laser, all whips are evaporated with a beam coating. In addition, it is equipped with a throwable heavy metal dust bomb. It can effectively reduce the effect of laser irradiation.

Plus De Kiel and Vorgrevo are on the sidelines to make up shots when they miss. There is no possibility of a miss.

Jerus sank down, holding his breath like a big cat about to attack.

Cut out the noise of other people's thoughts. The field of vision narrowed to the xenomorph clinging to the wall, and only the target was left in his field of vision.

Count down to 20 seconds.

10 seconds.

5、4、3......

"Temporary cessation of operations. The deep male voice pierced the eardrum along the radio, and his tense body almost ejected, and Jerres asked in displeasure:

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you just say that the praying mantis was eyeing the cicada, and the yellow finch was eyeing the cicada?"

"And then?"

"There's an uninvited hunter coming, and a bunch of fierce purges are heading for you? ”

Playing with the headphones, De Kill turned his face sideways and asked:

"I don't hate jokes like the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, and I've seen a lot of women who came to the door on their own initiative, but this is the first time that the heretical inquisitor has ...... Are you looking for a tryst with me, Sister Bell?"

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Ever since he entered the village of Tars, a faint sense of disobedience has haunted Bell.

The so-called intuition is an unclear perception, without basis, and without clear logic, just a sudden flash of inspiration, or chaos and unclear arbitrariness, its accuracy probability varies from person to person, and the hit rate is not high in general. Under normal circumstances, few people use intuition as an indicator of their actions.

But for heretical inquisitors who have gone through the Shura hell and have been on the verge of life and death again and again, all their senses have been sharpened to the limit, a light for no reason may have a higher accuracy rate than written information, and it can help them escape at a critical moment.

As a female inquisitor heretic, Bell's instincts are sharp. Although it is not as good as a hundred shots, there is also a probability of six or seven percent of hits.

Originally, the mission was to sweep up drug dealers who used this village as a transit base, and it is reported that a cult group on the border is purchasing and hoarding opium, which is planned to be used for rituals and promiscuity. Churches, which have traditionally been vocal about the drug trade, took immediate action, planning to use the sweep to boost their prestige and crack down on denominations of different faiths. That's why Bell and another heretical inquisitor, Hans Christian Andersen, entered Charlemagne's Salbaddou district under the guise of "Her Highness the Holy Maiden's Bodyguard" to exterminate drug dealers and infidels.

Since it's a secret transit station, it's not surprising that there is something strange somewhere. But this time was different. Different from the dark, obscene malice, it is a madness disguised as reason, like a beast mixed into a flock of sheep, although it is very cleverly disguised, it still leaks a slight breath, which makes people shudder inexplicably.

The crowd enjoying the sunshine called "everyday" like a flock of sheep is unrecognizable, and the drug dealers are unaware, but Bell, who is used to dealing with ghosts and spirits in human skin, is very sure that "something" lurks in the village.

She didn't say anything, she didn't act, she just watched in the shadows, and—

“...... What's that?"

Three on the left, three on the right, and 6 keys on the fingers. As long as the cynical man in front of him moves a little, or spits out false words, there will be 6 more transparent holes on his body.

Although her instincts told her that she should act immediately, the figure clinging to the wall was too unusual for her to figure out what was going on before deciding whether to lay the gavel on the man and his accomplices.

"It's complicated to elaborate, but in short, it's a synthetic creature like a Chimera, but it's much more powerful, and it's based on humans. ”

"Humanoid Chimera?"

Words like absurdity and braggart immediately came to mind.

With the exception of stupid and coarse creatures like the Golem, even the craziest mages would not consider making the human form the basic prototype of a magic token, and it would have taken an entire generation to solve the problem of the Golem standing and walking. With such a lesson in the past, no one would focus on humanoid magic tokens, let alone fantasies such as "a 16-year-old boy piloting a giant puppet mech and saving the world......

The two-legged standing humanoid was originally the five scum of the natural world, the unit output power is not as good as the exoskeleton creature, and the individual performance indicators are not as good as other large animals, if it were not for the stunts of "thinking" and "making tools", the humanoid would have been eliminated a long time ago. Expecting to create invincible weapons based on human form is purely unrealistic delusion.

"So, since there are so many problems with imitating human form, why don't you just make humans directly into consumables that can go to war?"

The frivolous young man curled the corners of his mouth, and the pupils that turned into bright red revealed the indifference of not treating people as human beings, even if he looked at Bell, his attitude did not change at all, neither avoiding nor looking back, as if he had fundamentally denied a qiē.

"What?!"

"If you think about it, it takes at least ten years to grow from a child to a usable soldier, three months of regular infantry training, and ten minutes after going to the battlefield. At the end of the day, it's just a consumable, or the kind that keeps multiplying like cockroaches. In that case, it's only responsible to transform consumables into a form that maximizes their value, right? Oh, yes. It's like breeding cows and pigs, it's a breed improvement. ”

“......”

"Oh, this face is really terrifying, could I have said something taboo? For example, the creation of life is the realm of God, and no mortal is allowed to meddle in it. Or is it too much to compare humans to cockroaches? Wrong, Miss Inquisitor, you couldn't be more wrong. ”

The demon with the face of a boy spins in circles on the church bell tower, and the unrestrained and light movements seem to be dancing, and the beautiful picture makes people can't help but feel that it is singing the praises of the gods.

From the mouth of the dancer came blasphemous words.

"First, we are not creating life, we are improving it, second, in terms of the doctrine of the equality of all beings, it is normal to treat humans and cockroaches equally, and thirdly—"

Facing the evening breeze and Bell's cold gaze, the boy opened his hands and laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Our madness is guaranteed by God, and your God's sanity is guaranteed by which onion in any bird's place?"

There was no demonstration or warning, and in an instant, Bell threw six key blades from the front, left and right. It doesn't matter what the truth is, what the intelligence is, and there is nothing to say to this blasphemous guy, and there is no reason to continue to live.

There is only one death to atone for the sin of blasphemy, which is the only future of the demon in human skin.

In the face of the lightning-like swoop of the key blade, the young man did not waver, and smiled coldly, the hateful smile disappeared from front of his eyes, and the tip of the key blade pierced into the void.

"It's so scary, it's terrible, it's really worthy of being a hound of the church, and when you don't agree with each other, you draw your sword and almost turn into a skewer. ”

The sticky sound and breath blew on the pinna, and cold sweat ran down the cheeks.

"Well, well, I've said all this information, Sister Nun, in return...... How about having fun with me? People with strong faith have degenerated into lewd sluts, trained without miserable abuse, cried helplessly when they are overwhelmed, and played with until they are broken, I can't help but watch it......"

Spider-like fingers played with Bell's sideburns, and from behind came the sound of inhuman laughter. (To be continued......)