Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 121: The Remains
“Kay is the last native who can hear the call. She will become the cradle of the Supreme Being’s birth. Three years ago, that child was not yet mature, nor were the hybrids in the dungeons. They were not ready. Now is the time. You should join us. After the Supreme Being descends, you and I will be her most trusted servants…”

boom.

After a gunshot.

Freya kept her mouth shut forever.

Milo flicked the thin smoke rising from the muzzle of his gun:
"Fine, they're all perverts."

He didn't look at Freya's corpse again.

Many of the terms Kai used were ones that Milo had never heard of: superior, hybrid, servant.

This is somewhat different from what the raven said, but the meaning should be the same: the superior is the corrupt old god, the hybrid is the raven's son, and the servants are probably the new generation of worshippers.

To Milo's surprise, there were actually people in the world who hoped to join the ranks of pilgrims; it just goes to show that there are all sorts of birds in a big forest.

Regardless of whether Freya is a follower of some heretical sect or a fanatical scholar, if she can say such things, Milo has no reason to let her continue living.

"I take back what I said before."

Milo muttered something to himself and turned to walk deeper into the altar.

He once said that what should be enshrined in the church hall is a good person like Freya, not some golden tree...

It all seems like a joke now.

……

Deep within the altar.

Milo had expected to see some half-dead Old Gods.

He had already roughly imagined the other party's appearance in his mind, such as a hideous tentacle monster or other types of monsters.

To his surprise, lying on a stone platform covered with twisted reliefs was a heart entwined with countless fleshy vines.

That's it.

The body of the heart's owner had completely decayed; its massive form had merged with the stone platform, weathered and shriveled, making its original shape unrecognizable.

Only a huge heart remained, hanging on the stone platform, beating rhythmically.

Milo could clearly see the capillaries on the ventricular endocardium, inside which many tiny hyphae were wriggling.

This result did not surprise Milo much.

It was even somewhat disappointing.

Before entering the altar, Milo was actually prepared for a fierce battle.

But the so-called remnant of the old god was nothing more than a beating heart, utterly devoid of any offensive capabilities...

……

It's like a decaying being unwilling to leave this world, clinging to life here.

Its worshippers, who inherited its bloodline, revered it as a god, and even scholars like Raven and Freya regarded it as a noble being.

Perhaps Milo was ignorant, or perhaps he couldn't hear the other person's call.

In any case, he had no awareness whatsoever about facing the gods.

He felt no nobility in this pulsating lump of rotten flesh, and from any angle, he felt no reverence whatsoever.

"Is this the very thing that has kept Icam from escaping the curse for so long?"

Milo found it somewhat absurd and laughable.

He walked around the stone platform inside the altar but didn't find anything else unusual.

The so-called inheritance of the Old Gods is just a group of people who have gone mad, harboring some kind of twisted faith, doing all sorts of messy things in the name of the Old Gods.

Milo now has reason to suspect that the voices heard by those worshippers who have renounced their human identity are all figments of their imagination...

No matter so much.

Milo removed Walker's backpack, took out the huge metal lunchbox from it, and then drew his Bowie knife.

……

That hybrid, the monster born of a raven. Milo never understood why it said those words before falling into the trap—"Give her back to me."

Now he could probably understand why Karl hadn't been able to get Kai out of the underground cave three years ago, but Kai had survived to this day.

The hybrid wanted to do something similar to Raven, except that he didn't have the ability to do it three years ago.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Milo used the blade to cut the heart off the stone platform.

As a precaution, he did not touch the heart with his hands, but instead used the blade to pry it into the lunchbox.

……

In a small town in the distance.

The siege of the law enforcement office crumbled the moment Milo removed the heart.

Rebecca was now back on the roof.

Her black trench coat was soaking wet and covered in bloodstains, some of which came from her own wounds.

She held in her hand a combination of strange weapons.

A short bow with sharp, broken edges on both sides.

This was a weapon that Milo had seen hanging on her waist before. At the time, Milo thought it was some kind of melee weapon, but what he didn't know was that the weapon could also be used as a ranged weapon after it was released.

Rebecca kept firing arrows to intercept worshippers who wanted to approach the office.

Although she was impulsive, she wasn't brainless.

Upon noticing the strange enhancements to the worshippers' bodies, Rebecca immediately retreated, creating distance to buy time by shooting them from a distance.

Each time the taut bowstring was drawn, it meant that a worshipper's head would be pierced by an arrow.

But in just a moment, those pilgrims with clear goals suddenly went into a frenzy.

They each knelt on the ground, clutching their heads, and let out painful howls as they gazed towards the deep south.

The sound was horrifying and chilling.

Rebecca was stunned by the bizarre scene before her.

But she dared not let her guard down, and the bow in her hand remained poised to strike.

The worshippers, having lost their will to fight, seemed to have suffered some kind of terrifying mental attack. They howled and struggled, no longer seeing Rebecca.

……

It was nearly an hour after the mine collapsed, and just as the town was in complete chaos, the men in black trench coats from Galid arrived.

No matter how unpopular the cursed Ikham is, such a large-scale ground collapse must have been heard in the city. The law enforcement officers couldn't just sit idly by; they would have to come and take a look.

Countless riders in black trench coats poured into the town along the main road.

The pilgrims' bloody hunt was thus brought to a complete end.

Law enforcement officers brought the scene under control.

They were very fast, considering the long distance from Galid city to Iqm, and the fact that they arrived in less than an hour shows that these guys came prepared.

Rebecca knew very well what was going on.

This was Nero's backup plan.

He couldn't allow his two men to fight alone in Iqlam; at least in this situation, the main force of the law enforcement officers had to step in.

Rebecca knelt on the roof and slowly lowered the bow in her hand.

But her expression only relaxed briefly before she turned her gaze back to the desolate mountains in the south.

Kai is safe for now.

But Milo and Mogot are still in the desolate mountains, where there are terrifying monsters and members of the Solomon gang.

(End of this chapter)