The nickname "Fanatic Believer" was originally a contemptuous term for the mad scientist in the White Horse. This is because fanatics define science as the pursuit of truth, and regard it as their "religion" as fanatics.

Assuming that the fanatic is in pursuit of truth, I can logically understand why he is trying to prove himself. Because in the hypothesis of the Great True Spirit, our world is the dream of the Great True Spirit, and the Great True Spirit is the source of the flow of everything. In other words, the Tao or God, what the ancient philosophers called "things in themselves" or "absolute spirits", and "truth".

And that's just logically clear, emotionally I still can't empathize with him.

I believe that many people have thought about the origin and end of the universe, as well as the profound propositions of who they are, where they come from, and where they are going. But as far as I am concerned, these propositions are at most only thought about when I go to the toilet to defecate or when my thoughts diverge before going to bed, and I am absolutely not obsessed to the point of exhausting all means in order to know the answer, let alone paying for it with my life.

If a fanatic believer just does his own research, I will definitely respect him, saying that this is the great spirit of knowledge that "if you hear the Tao, you can die at night"; But he even sacrificed the entire city in order to fulfill his desires, so I can only say that he is already faulty as a human being, and his psychological pathology is extremely incurable.

That's bad enough, but I have an even worse guess.

"No one in history has ever come into contact with a true spirit magician, never. Either the True Soul Sorcerer never appeared; Either they have appeared, but they have all become 'forms that no one can touch'. I gave my speculation to the sirens, "And to get out of the fog, you have to destroy the anchor, and the problem is that the anchor has become one with the fanatic. ”

"If the fanatic does sublimate into a true spirit sorcerer, it is possible that the 'anchor' will be transformed into a 'form that no one can touch' with him, do you think so?" She asked.

"If the 'anchor' loses its original performance after the transformation, that's fine, the fog will automatically dissipate." I said, "But if we just change our form of existence and still retain our original performance, it means that we have to be locked in the fog forever." ”

This is the worst and most desperate situation.

The best-case scenario is that the fanatics have sublimated, and the "anchor" remains in place. But even then, the situation is hopeless. Because no one can cross the barrier around the broadcasting tower.

Right now, the vortex of true spirit power is still in a state of "brewing", and the fanatic should not be able to sublimate into a true spirit warlock for the time being, but in my sense, it is only a matter of time.

"Even if you are able to cross the Celestial Barrier, it will be extremely difficult to overcome the fanatical immortal body of the fanatical believer. Because I've already exposed the enhanced 'True Kill' to him, it's hard to imagine that he's going to be at a loss for it. I thought as I spoke.

"There are two ways." The sirens also seemed to think about it, "The first way is to force a breakthrough with violence, that is, to use the 'real kill' that is unprecedentedly powerful. ”

I asked directly, "What about the second one?" ”

"The second is to crack it on a technical level. From the memories of the bald demon warlock in the past, I had glimpsed some clues about the fantastic immortal, but he was only a user and had no more knowledge. It's best to be able to get more specific knowledge of the Dream Immortal ...... then she said amazingly, "This way, not only can we crack it, but we will even have the opportunity to use the Dream Immortal ourselves." ”

"Use it yourself?" It's something I never imagined.

"The Dream Warlock is a variant of the True Spirit Warlock, and the Zealot is neither a Dream Warlock nor a True Spirit Warlock, but can use the Dream Immortal, so I think the key to this should be the True Spirit Power technology he has mastered. And it just so happens that we also have the power of the True Spirit, so why can't we use the Dream Immortal? Then, she added, "If we learn." ”

That's right. I can also use the Dream Undead - that sounds like a dreamy thing. The reality is that the sirens can't grasp the essence of secret knowledge, and I'm a spell idiot.

While the conversation was being made, my pace did not stop, and I was still on my way back to the ruined site of the Security Service. And at this point, the siren suddenly said, "Someone is following us." ”

I immediately scanned the surroundings with my awareness, but I didn't notice anyone. But her perception doesn't have the weakness of mine that can only be used at full strength in battle, and since she said so, it must be true.

"Behind the right, behind the red car two hundred meters away." "But there's no malice," she reminded, "or you'd have noticed." ”

I listened to her words, my gaze fixed on the spot.

After a few moments, the trailing man apparently realized that he had been exposed, and stepped out from behind cover. It was a man in his thirties, dressed in a black law enforcement warlock uniform with a weapon in his right hand, and looking at me warily.

Is it a survivor of the Mirage Security Agency?

In addition to the accident, I also thought about how I should respond.

I lifted the siren blade from my hand, and pulled out my work papers, showing it to him from a distance. He looked surprised, and then came to me with the utmost caution, as if I was going to pounce on him and bite him in the face at any moment.

"Hello, I'm Ren Sai, a law enforcement warlock, from the Liucheng Security Bureau." After he walked up to me, I made a brief introduction to myself.

"I'm Mingyi." He said, "The law enforcement warlock of the Mirage Security Bureau, Ming Yi. ”

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After a brief exchange, I roughly understood what was going on with this Naruyoshi.

He was able to survive the collapse of the Mirage Security Bureau because he wasn't there at all. He was patrolling the streets of the mirage when he was walking along the road when he suddenly saw a huge fog engulf the entire city, and countless monsters rushed out of the fog to attack passers-by.

He tried to save everyone he could see, but he couldn't get any support out of his mind. When he returned to the Security Bureau, he saw the ruins strewn with corpses.

When disaster strikes, he is not the only law enforcement warlock patrolling the outside world. Therefore, in the following six months (the six months in this case are the time that has passed in the fog), he found other surviving companions and invited them to save the survivors together.

Unfortunately, not all law enforcement warlocks are willing to spend their energy saving ordinary people. Only two like-minded law enforcement warlocks chose to join him, but even those two men parted ways with him after some time.

And just ten minutes ago, when he was out to collect supplies, he noticed a very strong spiritual fluctuation coming from a distance. That's the aftermath of my confrontation with the fanatics. Curious, he approached and soon spotted me on my way back to the site of the Security Bureau, but he couldn't tell if I was friend or foe. Then he was discovered by the Sirens.

Also, it's not the first time I've heard the name "Narugi".

Before I left for the mirage, Liek had recommended a local law enforcement warlock to me, saying that he had quite strong tracking and investigation skills and could help me track down the bite.

That person is Mingyi.

Lieq also gave me a handwritten letter, saying that he had helped Mingyi before, and as long as I forwarded the handwritten letter, Mingyi would help me.

Since he is a candidate recommended by the list, he must be the same as the hunter, a law enforcement warlock with justice in his heart.

I handed over the handwritten letter now, and he took it and read it, then raised his face in shock, his gaze glued to my cheek, "Majin Li Duo? ”

Now my self-introduction was in vain.

I don't know how much mental activity he experienced at this moment. Maybe it's because of that Lie's credit endorsement for me, he didn't have much hostility towards me, although his face became frozen for a moment, but he quickly calmed down, "I didn't expect the rumors of the Liucheng Security Bureau to be true, and the demon Li Duo really became a law enforcement warlock...... No, I don't suspect that the rumors are false, but they are true......"

His feelings were mixed, but I understood his feelings.

Then, he had a bitter look on his face, "I'm sorry, although Lie Que entrusted me to help you track down that super main demon warlock called Bloodbiting, but the situation has become like this......"

"It doesn't matter. The original plan was to call Lie Que as soon as we found the bite blood, but now there are no such conditions, and just looking for the bite blood is nothing more than a sheep in the mouth of a tiger. "I couldn't let him accompany me to death, so I had to move on to other topics," I heard that Lieq had helped you before, what was going on? ”

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Lieq is my guide in the Security Bureau. In the past, I was doing ordinary law enforcement work in a secular society, but my personality was relatively tough, and a lot of ...... happened Not very good things, and in the end he was fired by his superiors. During that time, I was very depressed, and I could even say that I gave up on myself, making myself a ghost, and I was involved in dangerous and secret events. And Lieq saved me by coincidence and referred me to the Security Bureau. After a lot of rigorous training, I became a law enforcement warlock for the Mirage Security Bureau. ”

I see, this should be regarded as a blessing of knowledge. I thought about it and asked, "You said you were out collecting supplies before, but I see you're empty-handed." ”

"It's all stored in here." He pulled out a small, delicate model of a shipping container, "This is a storage prop that can store up to twenty tons of supplies. It's the loot I got after fighting those demonic warlocks in the fog with two other law enforcement warlocks...... It's said to be a trophy, but this is probably a spell item that the demonic warlock snatched from the security bureau treasury. ”

His face was gloomy, "Why would our Security Bureau be so easy to do...... Could it be that the super-main demon warlock mentioned in the letter did it? ”

"That's her." I replied, and asked, "Did you set up a shelter for survivors somewhere in the city?" ”

"Yes." He nodded, "Would you like to go back with me?" ”

"Of course. But before I can do that, I need to meet up with my buddies first. I said, "Well, actually, I saved a few survivors before, I wonder if your side can accept it?" ”

Hearing this, he said in a shocking voice: "My shelter already contains nearly a thousand survivors, and it doesn't matter if there are a few more. ”

"So much?" I was puzzled, "With all due respect, your strength doesn't seem to be strong, how do you protect so many survivors?" ”

In my senses, although his strength is stronger than that of ordinary law enforcement warlocks, it is only at the level of self-protection in the fog. I didn't pay any attention to the demons in the mist, but each of them was as good as the average law enforcement warlock. If he is accidentally besieged by more than three demons, it can also become very dangerous. Even those demonic warlocks, if they don't huddle, can easily die under the sharp teeth of the demons.

He seems to be like a sabertooth, and most of his power comes from his own weapons. Considering that he is a half-monk law enforcement warlock, it is also a reasonable choice to use weapons to fill the lack of his cultivation.

His weapon is a bronze hammer with a length of about one meter. It is a whip-type weapon that looks like a sword from a distance, but has no blade. For someone who doesn't have much research on cold weapons, it's like a sword hilt mounted on a steel bar.

"Because there's something special about my refuge, and unlike other places, demons don't approach it at all." He spoke, but with a self-deprecating expression, as if he felt that he was not very proud to use that kind of place.

"So, what about the other surviving law enforcement warlocks?" I asked, "Where are those people now?" ”

"They're basically dead." He said heavily, "Although they were reluctant to save the survivors, they rallied in order to break through the fog and planned to defeat the originator of the fanatical cult, but they ended up with the distorted space around the broadcasting tower...... It seems to be called the Heavenly Trench Enchantment, and even that can't be crossed. I also heard about it from the surviving sheriff, who also lost contact with him shortly after. If I had joined the crusade, I might have died by now. ”

"Did the fanatics kill them?" I asked.

"No, according to that man, the fanatic has been in the radio tower all the time, let alone making a move, he won't even come out of the tower." "Maybe it's because he didn't have the rest of the law enforcement warlocks in mind from the beginning." ”

But the fanatic took action as soon as he saw me approaching the radio tower, should I thank him for "appreciating" me so much?

He said with a deep face, "The one who killed them was a mysterious main warlock. ”

Just in case, I made a lot of confirmations, "Is it the main level, not the super main level?" ”

"That's right." He said solemnly, "Moreover, this mysterious main-level warlock is not only hunting all the law enforcement warlocks, but also all the demon warlocks. ”

(End of chapter)