Neo's target is the central part of the southern district of Sols City. Members of the dark forces have intensive activities in this area. Neo has to change his route again and again to avoid encountering them.
Neo discovered that most of the dark cultists appeared in pairs. Unfortunately, he had no time to take action. These cultists echoed each other. Even if Neo could succeed in a surprise attack, they would definitely alert others. Without the advantage of being able to escape with one strike, Neo would be trapped.
The quagmire of fierce fighting is simply asking for death.
Through observation, Neo also discovered that the dark cultist he partners with is often a soldier or a civilian. They all wear hoods in various forms. The most simple and common one is a small black bag with three holes dug in it.
Last set, show eyes and mouth, ok
The function of the mask is to hide the true appearance. Dark cultists do this. Neo can easily imagine that when needed, these guys will hide among ordinary people and pretend to be innocent people.
Even though he knew that the devils did not kill them all not because of sudden mercy, but because there were more evil and corrosive plans brewing, Neo still secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyone who still has some conscience and blood cannot.
Facing such bloody events as the massacre of innocent people and remaining unmoved
Neo guessed that these dark cultists should be the lowest level existence in the dark force system. Because they have to work, they are not equipped with armor, but only hold weapons. As for what their work is, when Neo is looking for a suitable stealth route, he also
Witnessed some scenes and concluded that the dark cultists were collecting supplies and burning them to cover up the truth.
Like those cults in the past dynasties, the members of the Dark Religion naturally spread across all strata of society and were all-encompassing.
In addition to being secretive, such an organization is more importantly organized, disciplined, and has a clear purpose. This is also the true danger of the cult. In comparison, even a sudden attack of 100,000 people is not as good as a 5,000-person attack.
The terrorist activities brewed and carried out by human cults are even more terrifying
Neo's knowledge of the Dark Cult is still very superficial, but he can imagine that the materials collected and burned by the Dark Cult will be circulated and operated through a certain system channel, and it is very likely to become another form of war weapon, hidden from view.
Sharp blade, but full of power. A battle group that is invincible on the battlefield may be defeated or even switch sides because of these materials. This also has more than one example in the long history of mankind.
However, Neo feels that saving the world is a bit far away for him. Although it takes you and me to fight against the devil, what Neo sees more realistically is that among the super groups currently fighting against the devil, the most problematic thing is
Middle level, upper level, not bottom level
Just like the disaster that happened in Sols City this time, the public trial, from another perspective, is simply to gather people together reasonably and legally, and then let the demons rely on their limited combat power to surround and capture them.
It would be strange if there were no real powerful people in Soles City involved.
Therefore, in a rigorous system structure, the passivity of a middle-level person means the confusion of 100 people at the bottom; the betrayal of a high-level person means the futility of 10,000 people at the bottom. Moreover, the confusion and futility here,
Often associated with the word 'victim'
The revolutionaries of the Frey Free Alliance once shouted during the march: The heart is hot, but there is only one life. We abandon our families and careers without hesitation. We only have one life and it is worth it.
In contrast, Neo also heard a bard sing a ballad describing the Alliance of Light:
Destruction is approaching, and the once mainstay is decaying;
The cradle where many heroes were born, now its glory is no longer there, and the sun is setting on the horizon...
"Alas..." Thinking of the experience of being betrayed, detained, and finally sent to the guillotine, Neo felt his eyes dim. It was rare for him to reveal his true feelings and he sighed softly.
The enemy of 'secularity' is far more powerful than he imagined. His inseparable emotions also involve his own beliefs. Various elements are tied together, creating extremely complex contradictions, as if they are a complex chain made up of many strands that are difficult to break.
The knot formed by these threads seems to never be untied...
Even someone like him, who has been raised by humans since he was a child and is familiar with human ways of thinking, social culture, and customs and traditions, is restricted in every aspect and has difficulty integrating into human society. How can he expect other races that are originally unfamiliar or even hostile to get along harmoniously with humans? How can he?
Do you expect the three kingdoms to truly unite to fight against the forces of darkness?
Especially this time, the devils chose a curved path of destruction, using their most sinister and cunning tactics...
Neo is sneaking around in the darkness, or under the cover of flames, with his body attached low.
Ahead, dozens of meters away, amid the beeping sound of burning flames, the wild laughter of the dark cultists and the victims' pleas for mercy were particularly harsh. Through the flickering firelight, Neo could even vaguely see the naked figure being forced
Dancing on the snow, in the cold wind, and enduring the ravages of being pushed and pinched by the dark cultists
Emotion tells Neo that the demon, who shamelessly insults innocent people of his race, should be killed. Reason tells Neo that if he jumps out now, not only will he not be able to save the woman, but he will also lose his own life in vain.
A life!
"If you can't, why don't you just do it? What if Miriam is the one who is humiliated?"
That poor woman reminded Neo uncontrollably of Miriam's sweet smile with a hint of weakness, her gentle eyes that were not contaminated by the world...
Turres Manor is less than 50 miles away from Sowers City. Neo is very worried that the manor will be harmed, and the nurses hired by Lord Mammeris are not good people. Once they hear any trouble,
You may not dare to take advantage of Lord Mammeris's family.
Gritting his teeth, Neo sneaked around and bypassed the group of dark cultists. The ravaged woman successfully attracted the attention of a group of dark cultists, giving Neo the opportunity to break into the heart of the business district, and he
But he chose to ignore this woman. The torture of guilt made Neo feel as uncomfortable as rubbing his hands in his intestines.
However, in Neo's last glance back, an ironic and sweat-inducing scene appeared...
"Okay, I've determined that that person is a kid, there's no need to act anymore." The woman who was being pushed around suddenly spoke up. The dark cultists stopped obediently, and the shouts and sinister laughter also made the woman laugh.
termination
There was only one person who was still staring at the woman's sensitive parts with unfinished thoughts, and was still giggling in a low voice. At this moment, it was extremely prominent.
Someone brought a fur coat, and someone else brought a pair of short boots with shiny silver metal heels and toes. The woman was obviously very used to being served by others. She raised her arms and legs, wrapped her boots in the fur coat, and then twisted her waist and swayed her hips.
He walked in front of the dark cultist who was still giggling.
"Am I beautiful?" the woman said, opening her fur coat and shamelessly exposing her private parts.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!" The dark cultist still didn't know how to die. He looked like he was seduced by lust, and there was still glistening saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.
puff!
The woman's hands covered with black light already had a beating heart. She drank the hot blood pumped by the heart very skillfully. The woman pursed her lips and said, "Well, the blood in my heart is quite delicious."
Plop! The dark cultist who had a bloody hole in his left chest fell to the ground at this time, his body still twitching from time to time.
A group of dark cultists are so silent that you can hear a pin drop
The woman didn't explain anything, and walked towards another dark cultist with a twist and a shake.
"I was wrong! I was wrong! Please forgive me!" The dark cultist knelt on the ground and begged loudly for mercy.
"Where did you go wrong?" the woman asked calmly as she walked. She casually dropped the heart in her right hand, and the black light on her hand disappeared, revealing a slender hand with fine skin and tender flesh, without a drop of blood.
"Um...uh..."
"If you don't tell me, I will dig out your heart." The woman's voice and tone were soft and soft. As she spoke, she looked at her fingernails, as if there was a delicate flower blooming on the top of each finger.
"I shouldn't touch you there..." the dark cultist replied tremblingly.
"Giggle, giggle..." The woman let out a series of laughter like silver bells, then stopped suddenly and said coldly: "Which hand you used, chop it yourself!"
"ah?"
"You think the punishment is light? My whole arm was chopped off!"
The dark cultist didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword, put it under his arm, pulled it up hard, cut off his left arm, groaned in pain, and almost fainted.
"Well, you're quite a bit cruel." The woman raised the corner of her mouth and walked up to the dark cultist who was shivering either in pain or out of fear. She touched the wound with her green onion-like fingers, and blood flashed.
The injured area actually shrank, and a cluster of blood lines of different thicknesses condensed, like plant roots but as agile as a small snake.
"Pick back your broken arm." The woman's voice was still so soft and soft, but this time in the ears of the dark cultist, it was a real sound of nature.
The woman picked up the broken arm with a jerk, and with such a gentle touch, the broken arm shrank and quickly produced bleeding lines. The two merged into one, the blood lines were entangled, and then a red light flashed, and the broken arm was reattached with great flexibility.
, just one more blood-red scar
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The dark cultist hurriedly thanked him
After playing the trick of thunder and rain, the woman with a smile on her face jumped out suddenly, leaving an afterimage in the air very quickly. When she landed on the ground and jumped again, she was already nearly 30 meters away.
The woman glanced around, and after a long time she burst into laughter and murmured: "Little thing, you are quite clever..."
Neo, who had watched half of the scene, was already more than a hundred meters away and had no idea that he was being called a 'little thing'
Boom, boom, boom! There were heavy footsteps in the darkness. Not long after, the burning evil fire puppet turned around from a street corner. In the woman's surprised eyes, the evil fire puppet walked straight to where Neo was standing just now and paused.
For about 30 seconds, he continued to walk forward without even looking at the woman or the dark cultist from the beginning to the end.
Looking at the evil fire puppet's retreating figure, the woman tightened her fur coat tightly, and her eyes shone with a shrewd light, "This 'little thing' may be a big contribution to making Lady Dansteney interested..."