There was no verbal warning, let alone a deterrent strike. The inquisitors, fully armored and armed with weapons, locked onto the chef and Thomas who were armed with weapons as soon as they rushed into the room.
Extraordinary spiritual light illuminated the dark room. The pages of the holy book flew in all directions and stuck to the wall with the air current. The holy light flashed, instantly forming a barrier that isolated the inside and outside. The blessed holy silver crossbow arrows let out a scream that cut through the air. Dragging chains made of extraordinary power, they nailed the joints of Thomas's hands and feet, binding him firmly in place; then, with the throwing of two holy mines, the six-color extraordinary strike of the saint sung by the judges followed and struck him. The two figures were submerged.
The roar of the explosion was deafening, billowing air waves blew out, and the strong wind blew the iron hooks and knives hanging in the air against each other, leaving waves of crisp collision sounds.
The room was filled with dust, obscuring the vision, and rubble was scattered around the room due to the explosion.
The captain ordered calmly.
Activate the tactical assist device!
The judges silently pulled down the masks of the knight's helmets, and the extraordinary runes engraved on the inside of the armor lit up one by one. The energy circuit was established and extraordinary power surged; the breeze barrier filtered away the dust in the air, and after a brief period of darkness, by The image inside the house reconstructed by the extraordinary technique gradually became stable and clear.
In the dust, a sturdy figure stood quietly.
Don't move! Throw away your weapon, put your head in your hands and squat down!
After the first round of suppressive and fatal extraordinary strikes was completed, the captain's loud warning sound belatedly echoed in the kitchen. The inquisitors remained on alert, but did not continue the pursuit.
For the Inquisition, which stands on the front lines of the battle against heretics, cultists and evil spirits, whether the target of the attack is the enemy or whether the attack will harm innocent people has never been a priority.
Only dead heretics are good heretics.
This sentence of the Grand Inquisitor is regarded as a classic by all inquisitors. In addition, the Pope has given the inquisition great power to monitor and eliminate heretics inside and outside the church. Therefore, inquisitors have always been able to use force without comparison. Before facing an unknown situation between the enemy and ourselves, just carry out an indiscriminate attack on all non-friendly units. If they are killed, they will be finished. If they are not killed, they will be beaten to half-death and then arrested and interrogated.
If they weren't afraid of hurting their allies, they would probably launch a round of fire bombing with explosive arrows instead of using restrained weapons like holy silver crossbows that only sissies would use.
The captain looked at the flying smoke and dust. Through the extraordinary filter, a strong figure like an iron tower stood upright in the dust and mist. He silently gestured to the inquisitors around him to warn him, and waited for several inquisitors to quietly wait. After putting on the deadly crossbow and aiming it at the figure, he warned again: The trial office is doing business, the rest of the people are squatting on the spot with their heads in hands, don't be too troublesome!
However, the figure in the dust neither responded nor moved. The room remained eerily silent except for the dust that was constantly flying and falling slowly.
Such eerie silence only lasted for a moment. The huge figure in the dust and fog moved. With the crisp sound of chains colliding, a knife light flashed out from the depths of the dust. The knife light pierced the dust and fog, and several pointed kitchen knives emerged from the smoke. Fly out and get directly in front of the captain of the inquisitor. ..
The captain acted calmly and calmly, as if he had been mentally prepared.
Whoosh whoosh!
The trigger is pulled, triggering the mechanical device, and the crossbow string pulled to the full moon is released. The elastic potential energy that has been accumulated for a long time is instantly converted into kinetic energy, enveloping several deadly crossbow arrows and emitting a soft cry that pierces the air. The last arrow arrives first, and each crossbow arrow They all hit the sharp knife coming through the air with perfect accuracy.
Sparks flickered, gold and iron clinked, and the sharp knife that lost its accuracy spun and shot out, bouncing on the ceiling and the ground several times before falling to the ground. However, these were just feints.
The strong wind blew away the smoke curtain. Thomas held two chains that were as thick as an ordinary person's calf and swung the chains with brute force. Like a python flicking its tail, it swept in with a heavy force. The inquisitors guarding the captain reacted. It was also very fast. In a blink of an eye, a human wall was formed in front of him!
The extraordinary runes lit up one by one, and the heavy chains struck hard on the breastplates of the judges that emitted extraordinary spiritual light.
There was a low, dull sound like a bell.
Under the double protection of extraordinary strength and armor, not only were the judges who formed the human wall not beaten to a pulp, but their chains were bounced back. However, the force of the counterattack still inevitably caused some chaos in the formation.
At this moment, a relatively short figure also rushed out of the dust mist - but in the opposite direction.
Damn it! Why did the Inquisition come to our door! The chef's body shone with a gray and supernatural aura. Taking advantage of the precious time Thomas bought, he stumbled and kicked open the small escape door, and shouted to his companions: Thomas! This way! hurry up!
But the figure in the storm remained unmoved and continued to wield the chain with brute force, forming strong winds and chain whip shadows.
No
Thomas' roaring roar loomed in the fierce wind.
Boss, run away yourself.
The chef stared blankly as Thomas blocked the inquisitors' attack by himself. He hesitated for less than a second before rushing out of the escape door and escaping deeper into the alley without looking back.
Don't let them get away. The captain's angry voice echoed through the room.
Click&ash;&ash;
The crossbow is cocked.
Pull the trigger.
The crossbow arrow shot out of the air.
Under the guidance of extraordinary power, the shining silver rune crossbow arrows drew arc trajectories, cleverly bypassing Thomas's blockage and hitting the chef's unsuspecting back.
Ahem
Even though there were extraordinary props that blocked most of the damage from the rune crossbow, the chef was still shocked by the power of the rune crossbow. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and stumbled to the ground while running. .
Thomas also gave up the idea of pursuing the opponent while he was reloading the crossbow, and instead waved the chain to smash the walls and the ground, raising more dust indoors that obscured his vision. At the same time, he used his huge body to block the small escape door, creating a barrier for everyone. Chef's escape to buy more time.
Click.
Crossbow reloading.
The third round of crossbow volleys broke through the air.
Thomas had veins popping out on his forehead, clenched his teeth, and let out a low roar like a beast. He danced the two heavy chains again, forming a storm in the kitchen made up of strong winds and whip shadows of the chains.
Ding-ding-dang-dang&ash;&ash;
The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and countless crossbow arrows were shot down by the chains, but there were still dull sounds coming from his body one after another. The crossbow arrows with cunning trajectories easily penetrated his flesh and blood, leaving deep blood holes on his body.
Thomas was breathing heavily, and the tiger's mouth burst open. Blood dripped down the chains and fell to the ground. His hands were shaking uncontrollably and he could hardly hold the chains. If he hadn't already twisted the chains and wrapped them around his hands, he might not have been able to hold the chains in the previous confrontation. The chain in the center was knocked away due to the force loss.
The footsteps behind him are gradually fading away and getting softer.
Click.
However, he was not left with much time to breathe, and the crisp sound of the crossbow being wound echoed in the room again like a nightmare.
Um&ash;&ash;
But this fat boy seemed to be aroused with his latent ferocity. After confirming that the chef had successfully escaped, he roared and gave up all defenses. No longer holding on to be beaten, he swung his chains and slammed the walls on both sides of the kitchen. superior.
The load-bearing wall, which had been violently hit by chains several times in several confrontations, finally couldn't bear the ravage and collapsed. The collapse of the wall also affected the stability of the ceiling. Most of the ceiling also collapsed with it, and large pieces of cement collapsed. Not only did it block the attack trajectories of most crossbows, but it also buried many inquisitors alive under the rubble and cement, causing considerable chaos in the inquisitor team.
And this moment of confusion
The chaos became an opportunity for him to fight back.
The sword light slashed out, the meat-cleaver tore through the smoke screen, and went straight to the inquisitor captain who was already alone.
But his broadsword came to a halt less than a centimeter in front of the captain's forehead, as if blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to make any further progress.
He could no longer cut it.
When the smoke dissipated, the silver chains wrapped around his limbs at some point, and several chains were twisted together on his neck and torso to bind him tightly. Veins on his forehead popped out, and his eyes bulged, but no matter what he did, No matter how hard you struggle, you can't cut off that last centimeter.
The extraordinary chains that 'grew' from the wound held him firmly in place.
Not moving at all.
The remaining inquisitors swarmed forward, and countless weapons shining with extraordinary spiritual light pierced Thomas' body and nailed him to the ground.
A moment later, in the half-ruined Lecter restaurant.
After Thomas was properly dealt with, an inquisitor took the initiative to approach the captain.
Captain, the other one escaped.
Giovanni ignored his subordinate's report and just looked in the direction where the ceiling had not yet collapsed - there were various knives and meat hooks for hanging meat hanging there.
His years of experience as an inquisitor were reminding him that he seemed to have missed some important details.
The elite inquisitor silently stretched out his finger and touched one of the meat hooks in front of him.
It feels sticky and has not set yet.
The rusty surface of the iron hook was soaked with slippery dark red liquid, and the blood was captured by gravity and fell into a small pool of blood below the iron hook.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
The rhythmic sound of dripping water and indescribable whispers echoed in his ears. Giovanni looked around, and under the guidance of revelation, his eyes fell on the small escape door that had been kicked open.
The pages of the sacred book that should have been tightly attached to the door have been scattered on the floor at some point, and are covered with slippery and blasphemous power residue. It is obvious that the barrier has been quietly destroyed long ago.
It was not destroyed because the chef ran away and kicked down the door, but before he kicked open the small door, the barrier was quietly destroyed by some blasphemous force.
Giovanni immediately began to recall every detail of what he had seen.
The memory kept going back like a page in a book, and finally settled on the moment when I rushed into the room. In a casual glance when I rushed into the room, in addition to the two high-threat units with weapons, Chef and Thomas, there was indeed a third unit. three people.
A tortured young man is hung from a meat hook, looking like a pig for slaughter.
The whispers in his ears sounded again, and the elite judge finally confirmed his guess, narrowed his eyes, and said in a serious tone: No, there is another person who escaped.
The Lord has revealed that the person who escaped is the target we are looking for.
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