I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

"Wow! Ahem..."

The 'Worker', or should be called the 'Phantom Pain', spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood from his mouth, and his figure was a little shaky.

There were more than a dozen blood holes in his body, like a sieve, but due to the characteristics of the [Pain] system, not much blood was shed, and he could still stand still.

His brain was running at high speed, and he thought of countermeasures in an instant.

Although I don’t know why I inexplicably broke into the military restricted area, I may not be able to escape now...

No! You must escape! Be sure to tell your companions in the association what you saw before!

Then before the strong men here come over, activate [Painful Gaze], subdue the group of ordinary soldiers in front of you, and gain a glimmer of hope for yourself!

'Phantom Pain''s years of experience in battling wits and courage with the cult allowed him to quickly think of countermeasures, and with his good eye, he locked onto a crusader on the opposite side.

He looks young and young; his face is pale and timid; his eyes are dark and he is in poor spirits; he doesn't even dare to point a gun at himself and can only huddle aside.

This is the best target of [Painful Gaze], which can take effect as quickly as possible and affect the people around you as quickly as possible.

So 'Phantom Pain' immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and then used the pain caused by his own injuries to activate the effect of [Painful Gaze] to the extreme. The remaining one eye stared at the obedient crusader. Inspiration pours out, locking in this soft persimmon.

"Feel the pain...uh...ahhh!!!"

The 'Phantom Pain' suddenly let out an inexplicable scream, and lost control of its power instantly. He could no longer stand, and fell to the ground with a thud, struggling hard.

The injuries that had been forcibly suppressed before could not be suppressed. Several blood arrows spurted out from his body, and blood and tears kept pouring out of his one eye.

"Ah!!! Uh...ah! How could it be? How could it be the fifth level?"

In the blood-red sight of 'Phantom Pain', the perfect target that he had previously identified suddenly changed from a submissive young man to a strong man with a resolute face, broad arms and round waist, wearing the military uniform of the Knight Commander of the Holy Inquisition.

This is not an excellent goal at all, but a high-ranking and powerful person sitting here!

Using [Painful Gaze], a skill that focuses on bullying the weak, on high-ranking strong people, and also uses inspiration to target others, is somewhat self-defeating...

'Phantom Pain' couldn't understand at all, how could he be blinded at such a critical moment?

But he had no more time to think. The gunshot wounds on his body and the backlash of his abilities made his rationality dissipate and dissolve in extreme pain like snowflakes in the sun, and he soon lost his ability to think. , fell into [severe madness]

Soon, his limbs began to twist and change, developing towards an indescribable style. The gunshot wounds on his body began to sprout flesh sprouts and tentacles, and began to twitch and squirm.

He could no longer even understand what 'pain' felt like, and the screams in his mouth turned into a murmur of unknown meaning:

"I saw it...I saw it...I really saw it..."

"In the name of veto!"

The knight commander who had become a 'soft persimmon' inexplicably shouted loudly, and two kinds of [veto] powers fell on the 'Phantom Pain', temporarily vetoing his ability to move and release mental pollution.

"District 18, fourth floor, as soon as possible."

The knight commander ordered in a concise and concise manner.

He didn't take the risk and killed the Phantom Pain directly. This guy was out of control, so he followed the usual practice and took the safest approach and threw him back to the rear.

Then, he asked the crusaders around him:

"???"

A crusader spread his hands and replied in confusion:

"Uh... I'm sorry, sir, we don't know the specific situation. Anyway, we just saw this guy running over here, as if he was out for an outing. After two warnings to no avail, the brothers opened fire. "

Another person next to him also looked confused and added helpfully:

"Yeah, this guy must be crazy, right? But how did he come all the way to such a remote place?"

The knight commander nodded and said with as much care as gold:

"........."

Then he waved his hand to indicate that the matter was settled, and he didn't take this incident too seriously.

Not to mention that this guy who came here to die for no reason would be a key criminal being hunted by the Holy Court.

........................

Lloyd had just finished tonight's dinner when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw that it was a package from the post office, and the sender was Andrew, the military quartermaster.

He had told Lloyd that the time would be within three days, but he didn't expect it to be an understatement and that the items would be delivered so quickly.

Since Everol hasn't come back yet, Lloyd took the time to unbox and look at the three ordered materials——

Dream flower sap, bottled thoughts, intellectual nematodes.

They are all specialties that can only be found in the Quiet City.

Lloyd used inspiration to check the quality of the goods a little more, and then nodded.

It is full of spirituality and calm, and the quality is good. It is a good product of middle to upper grade.

Considering the delivery time, he couldn't help but admire this inconspicuous military priest. He really had some skills and methods.

As expected, anyone who can sneak into a place like the Military Supplies Department should not be underestimated.

Now that the materials are complete, we can verify whether the White Knight's modification plan is effective, but our own home is obviously not a suitable place for testing.

Lloyd planned to rent a basement-like place outside.

He had already scouted out the place in advance. There was a large-scale occult club near the subway exit where he got off work.

The Brilliant City has never lacked an atmosphere related to mystery and the extraordinary. There are many enthusiasts among the people, and there are also many wild mystics and extraordinary people.

Orders are not the only way to gain access to the mystical and supernatural; there are many alternative paths.

For example, join legitimate folk research schools and associations, or go to good clubs, or find other extraordinary people to teach you.

I don't know what considerations the Brilliant Order had in choosing a 'no support, no prohibition' attitude towards this. As long as they don't come into contact with the taboo system, they allow others to follow legal channels based on their own abilities.

This will naturally breed some lawless elements, but also more private masters will emerge, some of which will be used by the cult for their own use.

As far as Lloyd knows, there are many such wild players who have become regular players in the Holy Family Court.

There are almost no Holy Inquisition Tribunals. This is also the difference between military institutions and research institutions.

At the same time, he had an unreasonable feeling that the chess pieces on that 'chessboard' looked like such folk masters.