Chapter 2, Prometheus Plans and the Feasters

"Based on the return of images from the scene, we can basically confirm that the logical pattern established by that target is a kind of summoning circle, and the other end of the circle points to a god from an alien plane, called the Celebrator."

The wild ghost moved his throat and swallowed his saliva, is it really a god?

Although they are known as the Judgment of the Evil Gods, they have been fighting on the front line for many years, and they know better than anyone how terrible and irresistible the so-called evil gods are.

Weird, evil, even with all the negative words, the wild ghost can't accurately describe those filthy goods. It can't dispel the fear and powerlessness that unconsciously swells up in my heart when I mention those indescribable things.

"The goal of Project Prometheus is the Celebrator."

There was a somewhat wooden voice in the middle of the battle sequence, it was a brute bear, a defensive knight who could even defend himself against the impact of some giant animal in the super-spec crystal engine.

"So we're going to catch God this time?"

It seems that it was not just the Wild Ghost who received the documents of Project Prometheus.

"Sounds overwhelming, right?"

"No, it sounds like it's going to be exciting."

This is a rookie, a newcomer to the Inquisition, who knows nothing about the horrors of those sneaky things, and the new wild ghosts used to be like this, young and fearless.

"Closer to home, according to our intelligence, there is a high probability that the madwoman is going to perform the ritual on time at 2:24, and our operation will start at that time?"

"Is it so accurate?"

The wild ghost was puzzled, after all, it was almost impossible to accurately predict the minute.

Moxiso tapped the pale but unmasked mask, "Every evil god has a unique time, and generally only the rituals performed at that time are the most effective. I'm just making a conversion between Elysium time and ours. ”

The wild ghost nodded, and with the low roar of the magic crystal engine, the wild ghost entered a standby state, which could completely reduce any unnecessary energy consumption, but unlike the normal dormant state, as long as the command was received, the wild ghost would be wrapped in the mighty wind and thunder, and smash the serrated long sword in his hand on the heads of all heretics!

"I heard, there's a child?"

Moxiso's inexplicable question made the wild ghost not react for a moment, but his excellent personal qualities allowed him to quickly answer after a brief hesitation.

"Three-year-old, boy. But the source is unknown, Nata, the crazy woman, came to Orin from a small town called Windmill Town a month ago, she told others that the boy was the illegitimate son of a certain big man, but according to the information from our Windmill Town intelligence officers, Nata did not have any too intimate relationships with anyone of the opposite sex at all. ”

"The preliminary speculation is that it may be that a nobleman went to collect wind, and by the way, Nata held a grudge, so she came to Orin to prepare to retaliate by cult means."

Moxiso scoffed, "You believe it? ”

"It's, but it's the most credible speculation at the moment."

"Spare your tightly bound brain, try to open your mind, and think about other things, like, if God is a big man?"

It was an outrageous speculation, but as soon as it appeared, it was like the most vicious vine, firmly rooted in the mind of the wild ghost, slowly taking root and sprouting.

"No way, there's a plane barrier, and those things can't just get in."

He heard a hint of coldness and deep fear in his voice. He felt cold, as if something unknown was staring at him in the dark.

Wait!

I chatted and opened the combat sequence all the time, why didn't those chatters interject all the time!

You know, they're ......

A chewing sound came from around the corner!

Damn it!

"Enemy attack!"

With the roar of the wild ghost, a huge roar was launched from the magic crystal engine in the chest cavity of the wild ghost!

Special armor, wild ghosts!

Full Status Activation!

The weapon is unlocked, the serrated sword is locked in the palm of the hand, the miniature rocket on the shoulder armor is successfully warmed up, and the wild ghost switches its field of vision to thermal imaging mode.

But the thermal imaging in the screen shows that the corners are ......

Have an armor?

The armor was clearly outlined on thermal imaging, apparently fully activated, and the body was overheated, but why...... Why is there no roar of the engine?

Rather, a sound of chewing?

"Stand back, Moxiso, get back to the car."

Moxiso also knew the seriousness of the matter at this time, and with a simple gesture, he quickly ducked back into the armored car.

A mechanical sound entered the Wild Ghost Visor with his gesture before leaving.

"Experimental armor, the entire Seraphic Regiments have joined your battle sequence, please give orders."

The wild ghost did not look back, and any negligence at this point could cause him to become a dead ghost.

The situation was unusually urgent at this time, but the wild ghost always couldn't control his thoughts, and the sound of chewing penetrated into his hearing system everywhere! It disturbs his spirit all the time!

"Anomalous software detected, sender, Moxiso!"

"Install this software!"

A simple word, but the wild ghost chooses to believe unconditionally!

With an extremely brief installer, a strange, indescribable, creature-like roar came from the speakers inside the visor.

The roars, though unpleasant, clearly alleviate the symptoms of the wild ghosts, and seem to neutralize the abominable, disgusting, and distracting chewing sounds.

"Verification One."

With a temporary calming mind, the wild ghosts are finally able to enforce the wartime regulations of the Inquisition.

Allies of unknown status, three times to no avail, immediately fire! 36355

"Test, II"

There was no response, except for the damn chewing sounds!

"Three!"

"Fire!"

After a very brief process, countless whistling rockets broke through the night and slammed into the once friendly armor, exploding clusters of sparks.

The brief flash of fire allowed the wild ghost to see the armor for what it was.

A dark red color scheme, thick and sturdy joints, and a riding spear in his hand.

That's the brute bear, a brilliant knight who can defend the giant monsters of the giant beast plane, and he died in this damn night for no apparent reason!

This is the final destination of the Inquisitors of the Inquisition!

Unable to allow the wild ghost to be too sad, the huge soles of the armor stomach slammed on, and with the spraying of the back power thruster, the wild ghost came out of the mountains and forests, and the huge serrated sword slashed through the damn night, slashing at the armor stomach of the brute bear from top to bottom!

The serrated sword driven by the full power of the magic crystal engine even sliced the entire armor's chest!

The burly man with a scruffy beard with a strange and satisfied face jumped out of the wild bear, holding a strange big belly, with blood stains on his lips, and quickly dodged the serrated sword that the wild ghost swung again with his hands and feet that were not as sharp as a human, and landed on all fours, strangely climbed behind the wild ghost, opened his bloodstained mouth, and bit it down fiercely!