"If you don't mind, please give him to Davix, okay? I think it won't be long before we'll know everything we want. Austin said to Morogie.

"Of course," Moroji put away the majestic source power around him, "it's just that this man's methods are a little weird, and he should be similar to our priest, with a strong belief in their evil gods, I'm afraid it's hard to get him to speak." ”

A creepy smile appeared on Davix's eerie face, completely ruining the beauty of that face: "Don't worry, I'll let him tell him what he knows." As his tongue licked, his lips became even redder.

Moroji suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, felt a chill, and quickly dug the priest out of a pile of stones and threw it to Davix.

A flash of excitement flashed across Davix's face, and he was a little impatient to carry the man behind a dark corner, and soon there was a high-pitched scream, not at all like a badly wounded captive.

With a wave of his hand, Morogi quickly dispersed, mending the assimilators who were not completely dead. The barbarian warriors didn't need to mend their knives at all, and once they missed in battle, they were blown to pieces by the furious source force. At the same time, there is an unwritten rule in the actions of the Inquisition, where there is no accumulation of merit on the frontal battlefield according to the head, but the loot obtained during the clearing of the battlefield belongs to the seekers.

For valuable loot, the seeker can also choose to hand it over directly, and the Holy See will issue a subsidy of no more than five percent according to the value. However, after all, there are a few things that can be called "valuable" in the Holy See, and most of them are heretical and evil things, which cannot be circulated in the normal market, but such things are very valuable for the Holy See to study.

Austin also asked Davix to lead the way to clean up the battlefield, while he followed Morogie and looked at the white-robed corpse.

"Your Excellency Austin, it seems that Lord Rhine will indeed not interfere in these matters...... Let's search this person first?" Morrogie gave an eager look, most of the people who are considered high-ranking heretics are very valuable.

In the Inquisition, such a person was called the "Lord of the Dead."

Austin nodded, still vigilant with his sword, while Morogie walked over with a big grin, grinning and rummaging through the dead man.

In a few moments, Morogi pulled out a small bag of silver coins, an Elemental Amplification Bracelet, and a delicate revolver from the dead man.

Austin had no interest in the silver coin at all, and took the revolver and looked back and forth. The magazine was full of six bullets, and Austin shook the bullets out, and the alloy warhead and alchemical engraving with "puncture" and "burst" indicated that it was an ordnance from the Southern Burton dynasty, and somehow it had found itself in the hands of these people.

Moroji leaned over to take a look, and his words were full of murderous intent: "I've seen this thing...... It's a thing of the military department, it should be a gun at the rank of a lieutenant, and some officers of the military department like this kind of delicate thing. Not to mention, although this thing is not as powerful as our processed shotgun, the rate of fire and reload have been improved to a certain extent. ”

Austin pursed his lips, and after a brief glance, his fingers quickly disassembled it into a pile of parts as if by magic, quickly assembled it, and handed it to Morogie with the barrel.

Then, Austin took the Elemental Amplification Bracelet, and after injecting the source power, a layer of blue light appeared on it, and a blue stone the size of the knuckle of the index finger inlaid on it continuously absorbed the source power, and there seemed to be some special energy fed back from it.

A wisp of cold followed his fingers into Austin's body, this is the source of the elemental amplification, this wisp of energy can combine the elements in the space with the ability of the elemental system, greatly increasing the power, this bracelet can increase the power by about twenty-five percent, which is considered an excellent quality elemental prop. It's a pity that Austin hasn't invested in the elemental system, and the fire ability that Davix majors in may clash with such an ice amplification.

If Gottwerny were still around...... A thought suddenly popped into Austin's heart, a name that he hadn't remembered for a long time, gnawing at the hardness of his heart like a small beast.

Austin shook his head, as if he was going to throw something out.

Moroji was still looking at the pistol, not noticing Austin's strange appearance. A subtle source power surged in Austin's body, and he was about to expel that wisp of energy, but he suddenly found that a light blue flame surged from his body, engulfing the energy.

Austin's heart moved, and he increased the source power transmission, and found that there was a continuous flow of cold energy gushing out of the blue stone, merging into his own blue flames.

"Your Excellency Wild Wolf?" Morrogie finally finished checking his pistol, and when he saw that Austin seemed to be in a daze, he called out twice.

"Hmm...... Sorry, I'm distracted. Austin had no choice but to cut off the source power and replied.

Moroji smiled and said, "Divide the things into one cent, one half of the gold coins, and the remaining two things ......."

"Lord Chillser, I only need this bracelet, and the rest is yours, what do you think?" Austin interrupted Morogie.

Moroji paused for a moment and asked, "I would like to ask you, you don't seem to have developed any abilities in the elemental system?"

Austin's cold face barely showed a kind smile, and said: "I have a little use for the bracelet, and a friend has recently needed this kind of thing, and the price offered is difficult for me to refuse." ”

Moroji showed a look of sudden realization and said, "That's really my presumptuousness, so let's distribute it like this." ”

The people of the Inquisition always took on some personal work, and relying on the allowance of the Holy See could not satisfy these bloody knives walking in the dark, and the higher management of the Inquisition took this situation into account, and gradually acquiesced to the behavior of those who went out to sell the spoils of war. Later, some people even began to clearly mark the price and reserve those loot that might appear, among which elemental props and various weapons and ordnance were very popular goods.

Next, the two of them found a lot of things in the ruins, and although it was in an unknown corner of the wilderness, these assimilators were surprisingly a little cheap, and they made a small fortune.

If you think about it, it's no wonder that the addition of heretics is nothing more than coercion and temptation, and in order for these people to believe in the gods of heaven with all their hearts, in addition to the powerful abilities shown by the white-clothed shaman, there must be enough benefits.

As Moroji walked through the ruins with excitement on his face, the screams around the corner finally stopped. Davix walked out with a look of regret, his delicate hands still holding two serrated knives, sticky blood slowly dripping.

Davix jumped over, and Moroji hurriedly took two steps back, and the few copper coins he had just touched fell to the ground.

"I accidentally played him to death...... But it's basically over, this group of people has been here for more than half a year, a white-clothed shaman with two apprentice priests, and a personal guard organized on the grassland. The purpose of preaching heretical doctrines is not very clear to this person, the white-clothed priest is too majestic, and these two do not dare to ask in detail, only know that it is an order from the northern ice field. There should be three more white-clothed shamans who came together, all of them in different places, and they usually have little contact. ”

"Damn, I've been busy again this time, and it's all so dangerous. Austin scolded.

Looking up at this Shura field, after a long time of fierce fighting and cleaning, it was already late at night, and torches were lit all around. The inquisitors were praying in whispers around a fire, and the peculiar words of worship poured out of their mouths, giving the ruins unreasonably peaceful.

Dark Riders and Black-Cloaked Soldiers,