Chapter 141: Detecting Evil

"Did you hit?", the fire rose in the distance, and Matt asked immediately.

This is the first time that the howitzer has fired ten salves since the birth of the world, and before that, there were only a few test shots when the flowering shell was demonstrated. Before the birth of the flowering shell, the artillery fired solid bullets, although the power was acceptable, but it was somewhat unsatisfactory in terms of effective killing. After the solid catapult is ejected, it will perform a rapid ejection and roll, relying on this power to kill and injure the enemy, and once several people are hit, the people behind can dodge.

Flowering shells are different, bursting prefabricated fragments directly overturn enemies within twenty or thirty meters, and can kill and injure enemies with extreme efficiency.

The observer held the binoculars and observed for a moment before nodding his head definitively, "It's the target, it should be dead." The smoke is too loud, and the ratio of gunpowder should be further upgraded, and from my observations here, the dispersion of the prefabricated films is very even, but there is a dud, and it will be disassembled after it is recovered to see what caused it. ”

Matt breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he snorted disdainfully, what about the apostle? In the face of the power of technology, even a god can knock you down. However, there was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, he thought for a moment, and instructed: "Three more volleys, wash the coordinate points again." ”

The roar of artillery caught the attention of the people in the city, and the turrets of the Turman Empire with four wheels in previous years had left too deep memories for the Federation to be forgotten for generations. When they heard the sound of artillery again, they immediately put down all the work at hand and immediately rushed to the underground fortifications that had been built nearby.

The Tuhrman Empire swept through the Federation with the black technology of tanks, and while they saw the great power of tanks, they also saw hidden worries. A large number of underground fortifications and a system of fortifications in the city were set up in case the Republic also secretly manufactured such weapons of war and mass destruction.

When officials and defenders came to check on the city, they were all blocked by the Truth Society, which shows that the Truth Society's power in the south has penetrated into the corners of society.

After three volleys, the smoke and dust gradually subsided, and the mouth of the observer hand opened wider and wider, and in his field of vision, an old man with almost all the red fruit and scrawny stood straight in the center of the coordinates. He raised his hands and grabbed two shells in each of them, perhaps because of a coincidence, or maybe he was on guard, the old man grabbed the body of the cannonball, not the one in front of him.

But even so, the firing pin should have been activated.

He couldn't figure out not only because the shell didn't explode, but also because this old man, who seemed to be dying and seemed not far from the limit, had the strength to catch the shell in high-speed flight without injuring himself.

Just when he was stunned, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and the old man's gaze was like a sword, and he actually found him?!

How can it be?

At a distance of nearly a kilometer, let alone seeing a person clearly, even if it is a house next to you, it is not much bigger than a bean.

What surprised him even more was that the old man stepped forward, his legs arched, twisted his waist and turned his back to him, one hand hanging next to the soles of his feet, and suddenly the whole figure flashed, and he had already put on a throwing pose, and the cannonball in his hand was gone.

It only took more than three seconds, and before he could even tell Matt about the situation, there was a whining screech in the sky.

Everyone was stunned, and the observer shouted a shelling sentence heartbreakingly, and fell down from the tree with a rolling belt, and ran when he got up.

With two bangs, two flames rose from the position.

Matt dodged to the side in embarrassment, and the telekinesis shield played a role at this time, and several flying shrapnel unloaded all their strength after hitting the telekinesis shield, and fell loosely to the ground.

There were a lot of casualties among the researchers around, and most of these guys were mental workers, and they used their pens to slip, but they couldn't really run.

On the other hand, this flowering bomb is also qualified, at least in terms of lethality.

A few bits of light flickered and exploded, and the old man covered in red fruits came out of the bursting light, his long silver-white waist-length hair swaying with the tyrannical air current. He glanced at Matt who was hiding on the side with indifferent eyes, and Matt was full of excitement, and he made a swing, and his upper and lower teeth involuntarily trembled together.

"This weapon is kind of interesting. Cassius had to admit that the power of science was indeed very powerful, and these mortals were defenseless, and they actually used this weapon without any supernatural power to cause him a certain degree of damage. He was not as unscathed as he appeared, in fact, when he grabbed the first shell, the tremendous impact and inertia caused his left arm to break and break his flesh.

The shock wave and shrunnel from the bomb also injured him a lot, but he was an ascetic, an ascetic of the Church of the Light, who had dedicated himself to the gods and had a strong and devout faith, and this injury was not fatal to him. The miracle recovered quickly, and even the broken injuries were healed.

"Another remnant of the Celestial Cult, it seems that the biggest resistance to the Church's mission in the south is from you. Cassius walked up to Matt step by step, his shoes had swelled after the impact of two shells, and he didn't have a single strand on his body at this time, but he didn't look ashamed or embarrassed.

Matt looked at Cassius, and he couldn't lift a trace of fighting spirit in his heart.

It's horrible!

He knew how terrifying the power of these cannonballs was, and as the chairman of the board of directors, he had the telekinesis that was among the best in the Society of Truth, and he didn't dare to fight the cannonballs head-on, but this old guy did it.

Beneath his emaciated body, he pretended not to be human at all!

"Don't ...... Don't kill me. He could only beg for mercy.

"Where are the traitors?"

"I know, I know, Hano is in the city, everyone else has been sent to other cities, the organization asks us to figure out the cause and structure of the formation of the holy power as soon as possible, I know where they are, don't kill me....... Matt wept bitterly, facing death, so that no one could be indifferent.

Cassius nodded noncommittally, with a wave of his arm, a flash of white light flashed, Matt's head was pushed up by a high-pressure column of blood, and he didn't understand why Cassius dared to kill him. He was one of the presidents of the Truth Society, and he was a big man in the South. And only he knows where Hano is hiding, isn't he afraid that Hano will run away?

The headless corpse that fell to the ground twitching slightly slowly passed the temperature, Cassius crouched down, touched Matt's body, stripped off his clothes, and put them on his body.

Good material!

The corners of Cassius's mouth curled slightly, how many years have passed, there has been no frontal killing, and the craftsmanship is a little rusty.

A cloud of light exploded under his feet, quickly spreading out, sweeping across the city in a very short time.

Hano, who was hiding in the city, was making love to the little widow, he made a move, the whole person was dazed, and quickly got up, he didn't even have time to put on his clothes, wrapped the sheets around his body, and ran away.

On his head, there was a large red shadow, one of the apostles' low-level divine skills - to detect evil, specifically to mark infidels.

During the Glory Hour, the power of the Church reached its peak, and in every city it went, an apostle of the rank of cardinal unleashed this magic and the Knights Templar entered the city. Anyone who is marked will be killed!

But there is also something that makes Cassius wonder, that is, these remnants of the Celestial God Sect have not been marked?