The demise of Cogwheel Orthodoxy became a signal.

With this day as the dividing line, the Inquisition abruptly shifted its focus.

They seem to be aware of the rapid growth and expansion of pagan forces in the neighborhood, and no longer regard the fight against the fanatics of the Axis Order as a top priority, nor do they go out to encircle and suppress them at the expense of other tasks, as in the past, but devote most of their energy to the eradication of heresy.

The sky was clear, and the knights gathered in front of a row of dilapidated shacks, lined up, the faint light reflecting the sparkle on their armor, and a pair of frightened eyes hidden behind the windows of the surrounding shacks, watching the knights with both fear and curiosity.

"Hammer of Heresy Squad, exterminate permission issued, approve the operation."

"Roger, let's start cleaning up."

Standing at the back of the phalanx, the Inquisitor Captain pulled down his tactical visor and issued a proclamation to the Knights of Judgment in the tactical communication link.

"Start moving, and those who resist and flee will be killed on the spot."

"Yes!"

The Knights of Judgment replied in unison, and they drew their swords, raised their crossbows, and kicked the not-so-solid wooden door into the house, and then the sound of fierce fighting came from the room, and the roars and screams were mixed together, and they continued in the room, and then it became a sparse wail, and finally it was a deathly silence.

After a few moments, the Knights of Judgment poured out of the crumbling old house, their gleaming armor stained with blood, red dripping from the tip of their swords.

"The mission is accomplished, and all heretics are exterminated."

One of the Knights of Judgment reported to the Chief.

The Inquisitor glanced around, and the eyes that were hiding behind the window disappeared, and then he gave the order, "Close! Go to the next base!"

"Yes!"

Like a gust of wind, the Knights of the Judgment came and went as fast as they could, until the whole street had fallen silent, and after ten minutes had passed, the people who had been hiding in the other huts dared to poke their heads out from behind the doors.

They cowered like frightened animals, but fear could not contain the greed in their eyes as they looked at the old house.

The people in the house...... They should all be dead, right?

What they were carrying......

The knights certainly didn't care what the heretics brought with them, but for those struggling at the bottom of the neighborhood, the food, clothes, or other things that could come in handy—even corpses—were of great value......

Once greed grows, it is difficult to block, and even if it is temporarily suppressed, it will quietly spread in the dark corners of the heart, and it will shake people's minds all the time.

In the end, it turns people into beasts that abandon moral constraints and even human nature.

They then scrambled into the old house, which was littered with corpses. ……

The scope of heresy trials is still expanding.

The knights of the Inquisition were initially just *** points to crack down on pagan believers, but as one pagan den after another was destroyed, the surviving pagans did not dare to go to *** again, and turned into pieces and hid in the crowd to try to hide.

But the church is clearly not prepared to let them go easily.

The filthy and sloppy mud floor was filled with a gagging stench, flies and insects were flying, and the all-seeing spirits floated in the sky, and the light curtain-like materialized line of sight swept the streets without dead ends, bringing the entire street under surveillance.

There is also a class difference in the block, the powerful live in a single-family villa in the prosperous area of the block, the servants are complete, and they enjoy the general life of the emperor of the soil; Less, you can live a relatively decent life in a crowded but relatively clean studio apartment; And people who have no power, no power, and even nothing...... I can only spend time in such a stinking shack.

And this is undoubtedly the place where the lowest dwellers survive.

"Block the streets! Search one by one! Don't let any of them go!"

Squads of a dozen people, mostly dressed in patched coarse linen clothes, with mallets, hoes, and pitchforks in their hands, looked like a militia of peasants, and they were on trial in two

The knight smashed open the door of the hut and dragged out the panicked and struggling men inside.

"Your Excellency! I'm not a heretic! I'm really not a heretic!"

The man was violently pushed into the mud, and he was terrified, and then the howling of the woman in tattered dresses and patches was dragged out of the house, followed by three crying children.

The man knew these people, they were members of the neighborhood autonomous team, and there were two knights, so they only dared to shrink in place and keep kowtowing and begging for mercy, and they didn't dare to move more.

Although the neighborhood is a lawless land without order, and the lord of the city does not nominally manage it, the farms, ranches, factories, and other industries that operate here need to be managed and maintained, so some talented residents of each neighborhood have taken the initiative to form a self-government team.

To put it bluntly, they are the doglegs found in the city.

The captain of the autonomous team is one of them, and he was hired by the lord of the city to be a dog, and there are not a few people like him, and no one is ashamed, on the contrary, it is an honor to be a dog in the eyes of the residents of the neighborhood, and no matter how many people want to be it, they can't be a dog.

As the heretical trial continues to deepen, the pagan believers dare not *** anymore, hide in the crowd and no longer show their faces, and if they want to find out, the inquisition needs a lot of familiar dogs to assist in the search.

The autonomous team meets this condition.

The squad leader looked at the man kneeling in the mud, and said to the Judge Knight with a smirk, "My lord, I don't think they look like heretics, aren't we......?"

"Watch what you say and do."

The knight in armor and sword glared at the squad leader, then pushed him away with a grim expression.

"Whether it's a heretic or not, you don't count." The knight kicked the man to the ground, "I'll say it."

"I don't know anything! I really don't know anything! My lord...... Please leave me alone! Please let me go!"

The man knelt in the muddy water and kowtowed, tears and snot mixed together, trying to kiss the knight's feet to calm his anger.

"Get out of here! Did you recruit yourself?"

The Knight of Judgment didn't take his way, kicked the man holding his thighs aside, and before he crawled over like a dog, he drew his sword and pointed it at the four mothers and sons on the side, and the meaning was self-evident, "Or am I forcing you to do it?"

"I'm ......," the man hesitated.

The sword flashed, the woman's eyes widened in despair, a dark red blood stain gradually blurred on her chest, she opened her mouth wide as if she wanted to cry out in pain, but she only made a breath sound and fell to the ground, allowing the blood to spread on the muddy ground.

The screams and wails slowed down for a beat to resound through the streets.

"So afraid of being judged? Obviously you are guilty."

The Knight of Judgment shook off the remaining blood from the blade of his sword, pointed at the crying child, and said unhurriedly amid the man's screams of horror and despair.

"Did you recruit yourself, or did I force you to recruit you?"

"Ah——!!!h

The sword light flickered, and the half-grown child fell to the ground limply, no longer silent.

"Did you recruit yourself, or did I force you to recruit you?" The Knight of Judgment repeats what he had said before like an emotionless repeater.

"I...... I ......" The man bit his lower lip and looked at the two bodies that were gradually losing their temperature in grief and fear, and then at the other two crying children, and hung his head, "I confess...... I have believed in paganism......

After confessing, the man looked up sharply to defend himself: "But I ......."

But before the words fell, the sword had pierced his heart, and the man only felt a chill in his chest, and then his whole body fell into the mud as if he was deflated, blood kept coughing up from his throat, breathing became extremely difficult, and his consciousness gradually became hazy.

As he lay dying, he heard the last words of the knight lord.

"Look, isn't he now admitting to being a heretic? The families of the heretics are also heretics, and all of them are put to death." ……

"Shuluomen, stay here and hide." One of the shacks

Zhao Xida dressed up, put on a hood to hide her delicate and beautiful face like a doll in the shadows, and walked in the direction of the door, "After the people disperse, you will quietly leave and meet at the place you said before."

As soon as he saw her situation, he panicked: "Hey, hey, hey! Are you crazy to get out now? Are you going to sneak up on the Inquisitor!?"

「……」

Seeing that she didn't answer, Shu Luomen panicked even more and hurriedly grabbed her cloak: "Don't! Sister, you are my own sister, haven't you recovered from your previous injuries? At this time, going out to save people as a hero is not looking for death?! Maybe they'll leave when they've had enough?"

"Impossible."

She pointed out the window, and looked in the direction of the snail door, where seven or eight corpses had been piled up, and after the judge had executed a few children, he dragged the people out of another hut and repeated the same process.

"They'll search from room to room until they're sure there's no heresy as they think they are."

"Even so, it's too dangerous for you to attack them."

Zhao Xida stopped, felt that what he said made sense, and turned back and said, "Why don't you go?"

"I'm just a flying God's chosen one, and I'm not God's own son." Lungmen rolled his eyes, "And when I communicated with Cook, he didn't ask me to sacrifice my life to save others, he only told me to do what I could."

"I don't think I can afford it."

"Well, so it's time for me to step up."

Zhao Xida's tone was flat, she always behaved so calmly.

"If you don't stop them here, it'll be next door, next door, next door, until the whole street is slaughtered by them......" She paused at this point, then held out her right hand and pointed at herself, "Finally, it's our turn." ……

"Have you ever believed in paganism? Is it heresy?"

"I ......," the man argued loudly without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, "I am not a heretic! I have not believed in paganism!"

"It seems that the pagan cult you believe in has taught you how to lie without changing your face, and you should be punished!" The Knight of Judgment grinned and raised his sword at his wife.

"No ——!"

The man let out a heart-rending wail, but could only watch as the knight's sword slashed mercilessly at his wife's neck.

The sword flashed.

A smile froze on the Judgment Knight's face, and the sword broke in two and fell to the ground, and the knight fell to the ground with a bang, muddy water splattering everywhere.

And his wife was unharmed.

"Enemy attack!"

The other Knight of Judgment reacted immediately, drawing his sword in one hand and pulling down his tactical visor in the other, ready to call for backup, but it was too late.

The incomparably sharp doll silk floated quietly, and immediately turned into countless arcs of light that flashed at the joints of his armor, and at the same time, a petite figure emerged from the shadow on his side, and the small hand flipped and gently patted him on the shoulder like an acquaintance greeting.

Syllable.

This beat was like knocking down the first domino and triggering a chain reaction, and the limbs that had already been severed by the silk threads fell to the ground, and the knight of judgment didn't snort, and turned into a pile of scattered corpses.

The militia of the autonomous force had never seen such a big scene, and they were immediately frightened and their legs weakened, and they fled from here even with a roll.

But that doesn't mean it's safe.

The all-seeing eyes that filled the sky had noticed the battle here, and the eyes of substance swept across the streets, converging on the lone figure in the center of the corpse.

Zhao Xida slowly pulled off her hood, revealing a characteristic inorganic gray pupil, she looked up at an all-seeing eye, and the eyes of both sides met in mid-air.

There were no alarms, nothing out of the ordinary, and the all-seeing eye floated in the air like a balloon.

But she knew that the silent provocation had been conveyed to the other party along these eyeliners.

Zhao Xida slowly raised her right hand towards the sky, and the cuffs slid down, revealing that it was not a hand, but the arm shell that was split from the middle and twisted to the sides, as well as seven or eight black barrels of different lengths in the middle, pointing to the sky.

In just two or three seconds of raising her hand, her arm had already quickly completed the process of flipping, deforming, and reorganizing in the wide cuffs.

In the next second, the muzzle of the gun erupted with fire, and the all-seeing eyes that turned into spirits that were supposed to be immune to physical damage were completely unable to resist the attacks of these bullets, and they exploded in the air, and the puppet girl spun around and constantly adjusted the direction of the shot, and the high-speed flying bullets tore all the all-seeing eyes in the sky into pieces after a while.

The Knights of Judgment would engrave transcendent runes on their Demon Hunter crossbow arrows, as would Zhao Jida, and she usually used thermal weapons for transcendent transformations.

After dealing with all this, Zhao Jida withdrew her hand and disarmed and deformed.

And the man only saw that the barrel was shortening, and the metal parts that had been folded to make room were being re-unfolded, spliced, bitten, turned, and reassembled; From the inside to the outside, from simple to complex, from small to large, each deformation contains a concise and efficient beauty, without the slightest superfluous change, but the overall deformation is dazzling and dizzying.

The few surviving people watched in amazement.

The eventual change ended with the arm shell flipping over and slowly closing.

That hand was no different from a normal person.

The puppet girl looked at the man who fell and reminded him, "If you don't want to die, hurry into the house, the pursuers will come soon."

Only then did the man realize his reaction, and hurriedly pulled his wife towards their shack, forgetting even to thank them.

On the other side, the news of the discovery of the enemy situation had already been transmitted in the intelligence network of the Judge Knights along the All-Seeing Eye, and several other teams of Judgment Knights who were on a mission around received the alarm, and immediately put down the untouchables that had not yet been disposed of, and quickly and tacitly formed an encirclement to surround Zhao Xida.

"Discover heresy!"

In a short time, the roar of the Knights of Judgment echoed through the streets, and several clouds of transcendent aura rushed out of the shadows of the streets and alleys, and they swept away all obstacles in front of them like a tornado destroying a parking lot, and crashed towards Zhao Xida like a wild bull!

And Zhao Jida just raised her right hand to them.

Deformation.

The Gun Combat mod unfolds.

Pouring fire.

First, a knight of the Judgment was immediately beaten into a sieve by countless bullets.

Armor engraved with transcendent runes did not provide any effective protection.

Transcendental armor may be able to withstand cold weapons that have also been transcendental, but it is still not enough in front of transcendent firearms, and the protection it can provide will not be much higher than that of folded paper, but the weight of the armor will also slow down their dodge speed at this time.

My lord, times have changed.

"Extraordinary ammunition?! Tactics against the bones!"

And the Judgment Knights are also experienced masters, and they immediately had a countermeasure, the two Judgment Knights who charged in front pressed the buckle of the armor somewhere, and the heavy armor instantly cracked and fell to the ground, and their speed was also a few points faster than before, and they rushed towards Zhao Xida along the irregular running trajectory.

At the same time, one of the Judgment Knights in the back struggled to throw a grenade forward.

Zhao's prosthetic lenses first caught the grenade flying towards her.

The muzzle is turned.

Fire.

Boom!

The grenade exploded in the air, but instead of a flower of flames, it was a flower of steel that bloomed in the air.

Thin thin metal films fluttered in the air, rising and falling in the air like feathers, while finer metal particles were quickly dispersed with the pressure of the explosion, silently spreading throughout the battlefield.

The specialized metal films form a Faraday cage-like structure in the air, paralyzing detection equipment, disrupting radio waves, and splitting the skeleton from the skeleton network; As an excellent conductor, metal particles can destroy circuits and neutralize bone people's use of purple electric palms and other electromagnetic martial arts; At the same time, for the bone man, once he falls into this kind of smoke screen, he will fall into the dilemma of becoming blind, unable to use electromagnetic martial arts, and even his own circuit will be threatened.

It can be said that this is a weapon developed specifically for bone people.

If the object is a bone man, this battle

The technique is naturally flawless, and by sealing the smoke and eliminating the detection means of the bones, teammates can approach the enemy safely and quickly.

But......

Their enemies are not skeletons.

The flames tore through the metal particles fluttering in the air, and the two charging Judgment Knights turned into a pile of minced flesh with incredible faces and fell to the ground, followed by a short figure bursting out of the smoke screen, and the Judgment Knights in the back immediately reacted, drawing their swords and slashing.

A sword was slashed, and the sword was hit by Zhao Jida in the middle of the sword, and pointed like a knife on the spine of the sword, deflecting the trajectory of the slash, and then bullied forward, turning his palm into a fist and slamming the air towards the chest of the Judgment Knight; The sword was crooked, and he was forced into hand-to-hand combat, and the knight of judgment had no choice but to give up his sword to attack.

The fists and shadows intersected, and the two of them had decided the victory in attack and defense, and the trial knight was completely suppressed, and then with a wave of Zhao Xida's right hand, the puppet silk wrapped around the knight when he was close to the fight suddenly tightened and cut it into pieces, killing him on the spot.

Zhao Xida, on the other hand, turned to the weakest side of the encirclement network, galloped all the way, and rushed out of the encirclement.