Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 609 New Order

The invitation to Silver Twilight Cottage stated that the gathering would take place this weekend on a small island in the southern sea, and the participants were mostly high-ranking figures from the business and political circles, including some well-known scholars.

It's called a club, but it's actually an evil cult.

Normally, Milo wouldn't need to waste his time on such a low-level organization, because in terms of life level, they would have to treat Milo like royalty.

However, the Scarlet Witch said that the conflict in the apocalypse is not only about violence, but also about the plunder of faith. Only by mastering enough faith power can one have the opportunity to advance above the Shadow, which is what Emma called CCD. Otherwise, the Forgotten Old Days, even those in the Shadow sequence, will one day face annihilation.

Therefore, it is necessary to understand the operating principles of the evil cult in advance. Moreover, it can no longer be considered "in advance" now. The chaotic order of the Abyss has gradually spread to the conscious world. Milo has already noticed this. This time, it is not as simple as the Faith Insect incident. It is expected to be a full-scale outbreak, and it will no longer be as easy to solve as transferring the Abyss Rift to the Dream Realm.

Although Nanwei City appears to be no different from usual, and the people continue to live their lives as normal, some signs of chaotic order are already beginning to emerge in reality.

such as……

"This bounty list is..."

Upon returning to the South City Law Enforcement Office, Milo immediately noticed the bounty poster hanging on the left side of the gate.

The thing looked exactly like the one he had seen in the Abyss World.

Milo squinted and stared at the densely packed bounty posters for a long time.

Then he called out towards the gate:
"Buch, when was this thing installed?"

"Haven't we always had this?" Butch's reply came from inside the house.

The other law enforcement officers around seemed unfazed, with one even carrying glue to post new bounty posters: "Make way, boss, this glue might stick to you later."

...

It seems everyone has become accustomed to this wooden bounty board.

Only Milo knew that this was one of the chaotic orders that had spread from the abyss.

Some rules have silently seeped into the conscious world without people noticing, perhaps partly because the fear that should arise when facing the unknown has been swallowed up by Milo.

In the Abyss, the bounty order originated from Holsas's will to hunt down Mego, but it is clear that after spreading to the conscious world, it is no longer just about hunting down Mego, because the bounty list no longer only lists "Eta Doyle" but also includes a dense list of special criminals from all walks of life.

Some of them are familiar faces, such as "Shugobu," the leader of the ghoul clan who often runs a cemetery in the suburbs.

Of course, we can't forget Nanwei City's most famous and iconic criminal, "The Ripper".

There are also some humans who have turned into beasts.

All of these things, which were originally things that Milo could only handle alone at night and that could not be brought to light, are now laid out in the open and have become bounty targets.

The world has truly changed.

Milo could only sigh like this.

He finally understood what others meant by "sin" all along: persecution and blasphemy were not Milo's real sins.

His original sin was his insatiable fear.

……

On the other hand, it seems that when people in the conscious world are ready to accept heresy, chaos will not cause the terrible deaths that happened last time, at least this "law enforcement order" is actually functioning.

Milo casually peeled off a wanted poster, and looking at the "8000" bounty below the wanted criminal's picture marked with the "Vampire" seal, he muttered to himself:
"That's equivalent to a month's salary for me. Maybe I should just switch careers."

At my current skill level, clearing this bounty list in a day would be a piece of cake.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Milo realized that the number 8000 on the bounty poster did not have a symbol for the local currency, which meant that it did not represent a bounty of 8000 runes.

What is that 8000?
...

"do not know."

This was the answer Milo got after asking around the law enforcement office.

Anyway, nobody knows what the bounty is for.

After wandering around for a while, they finally found Enid standing in the law enforcement hall, staring blankly at the atrium ceiling with a puzzled expression.

The ceiling originally had a picture of the enforcement team's scythe printed on it.

But now the blade of the scythe was covered by a hideous crack, a crack from the abyss, just like the one Milo found in the cathedral last time. It was suspended about ten centimeters above the ceiling, and the shape of the crack even matched the blade of the Judgment Scythe quite well. From a distance, it looked like a scythe emanating an eerie black mist, much cooler than Monquia's broken sword.

……

"Why are you dazed?"

Milo waved his hand in front of Enid.

Enid remained staring at the ceiling. After a moment's thought, she said, "I think I've seen that thing before, but it's not quite the same."

"Where have I seen you before?" Milo asked quickly.

However, Enid said:
"I dreamed about it."

"..." Milo assumed the silly girl was still half asleep and turned to leave.

“I really did dream about it, why would I lie to you? Humph!” Enid pointed at Milo’s back with annoyance.

...

Arrive at Rebecca's office.

When Milo opened the door, he saw that she was holding something that looked like crystal, about the size of a palm, transparent and light green, with some liquid seemingly flowing inside.

Before Milo could speak, Rebecca crushed the thing.

*Snap!* A crisp sound rang out.

A burst of something resembling both fireworks and smoke emanated from the crystal. Then, the spreading starlight surged and converged on Rebecca's body, seeping into every inch of her skin.

The whole process took less than a few seconds, and when everything returned to normal, the only difference was that the crystal in my hand had disappeared, nothing more.

"what is that?"

Milo had no idea what Rebecca was up to.

Rebecca turned her head blankly, a faint bluish-green glint in her eyes.

"I...I don't know what the effect will be either."

She stared at her palm, somewhat puzzled, and explained:
“Last night I found and executed a wanted criminal on the bounty list. To be precise, it was a wild beast. After its body melted, all that was left was this thing, glass or crystal, I don’t know what to call it.”

"Then use it however you like."

Milo pressed Rebecca's head down with one hand and carefully examined the greenish-blue light in her eyes. However, she looked perfectly normal at the moment, and he couldn't even sense a trace of chaotic order.

"What are you doing? Let go of me..."

Rebecca pried Milo's hands away.

Suddenly, a look of surprise and bewilderment flashed across his face.

I asked a completely random question:

What is Nashorth Holsas?

Her question made Milo instantly understand something, including the "bounty order" and "bounty amount" brought about by the chaotic order, as well as the pale green crystal that Rebecca had just crushed in her hand.

The will that originally belonged to Horsus was devoured and assimilated by Chaos, giving rise to a kind of incomplete, mutated rule.

"Could it be that He is plundering the faith of the waking world? Do the gods of dreams do such things too?" Milo frowned.

“A deity? If that’s what you’re saying,” Rebecca asked.

“Yes, but they are our adversaries.” Milo nodded.

“To be honest,” Rebecca said thoughtfully, staring at her palm again, “Holassus is a name that suddenly popped into my head, but I don’t feel any sense of belonging to it, and…”

“And what?” Milo asked.

"And when you touched my limbs just now, I felt a very pleasant sensation," Rebecca said calmly (pretending).

“I understand, many of my female friends say the same thing,” Milo shrugged.

His simple words ignited the murderous intent in the eyes of the red-haired woman before him.

“I’m serious,” Rebecca said solemnly. “I feel my spiritual vision has improved, but it seems different from the improvement I got from spying on the dead before…”

“That’s true.” Milo narrowed his eyes.

He could indeed sense that Rebecca's spiritual vision was slightly higher than before.

"Just because I touched your face?"

Milo looked down at his hands and suddenly realized...

He raised his hand and said:
"Perhaps it's because it's stained with Holsas's blood."

"I remember you said there are only a few ways to improve one's spiritual vision: hunting and plundering other spiritual beings, reading ancient texts, or meeting ancient deities." Rebecca asked, "So which one was that just now?"

"Contact with ancient deities?" Milo shrugged.

He then shook his head: "It's not that simple. I need to rethink and study this matter again. It's a good thing that your spiritual vision has improved, but if you find any side effects, you have to tell me immediately, okay? Our relationship with Holsas isn't exactly harmonious."

"Understood." Rebecca nodded seriously.

……

Milo left the law enforcement office.

ten minutes later.

In an abandoned monastery.

"That's the way it is."

Milo recounted everything he had seen and heard that day to the Scarlet Witch.

The Scarlet Witch thought for a moment, then added, "It's not just because you have Horus's blood on your hands, you also possess His communion offerings."

"So what exactly happened?" Milo pressed.

“That’s a good thing,” said the Scarlet Witch.

"What's so good about it?"

"Sanity, fear, and spiritual vision—all these are shackles imposed on humanity by the order of the gods. Even if one becomes a spiritual visionist and enhances their spiritual vision, they are still only operating within the rules of the gods, and are not even qualified to enter the dream world," the Scarlet Witch explained slowly in a hoarse voice.
"Why do you think necromancy is set as a basic ability shared by all psychics? It's because of this ability that psychics are always in an environment of mutual hunting. Naturally, the upper limit of their population size is already fixed. A limited number of people and hostile internal relations make them such an easy race to control..."

"And what about the Abyss?" Milo probably understood as well.

"A new way to enhance spiritual vision, or more accurately, a completely new kind of spiritual vision."

The Scarlet Witch suddenly let out a strange laugh:

"Chaotic Vision".

(End of this chapter)