Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 610 He must be so envious of this.

"The bounty obtained from the bounty, the kind of crushable green crystal you mentioned, is similar to a kind of token of exchange. It can be called a promise, a blessing stone, a crystal, a soul, whatever you want to call it. Its purpose is to bring the owner closer to the object of their service, thereby gaining the object's recognition and corresponding cognitive expansion. The spiritual vision enhancement generated in this process is called Chaotic Spiritual Vision."

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"Isn't the object of service Holsas?" Milo didn't quite understand.

After all, this bounty enforcement system is another evolutionary form of Horsas's will after it was corrupted by chaos.

"But Horthus has fallen into a deep slumber." The Scarlet Witch's tone seemed to carry a hint of schadenfreude, probably because of her hatred for the gods of dreams.

"He wasn't taken back to the Dreamland?" Milo narrowed his eyes, then asked, "So what if he's in a deep slumber?"

“Then you are Horthus of the world of the waking world,” the Scarlet Witch said without hesitation.

"What does this all mean?" Milo felt the logic was completely confused.

It's not just a matter of whether there are vulnerabilities or not; it feels like the entire theory is made up of vulnerabilities.

For example, how are bounties defined? Why do bounties melt and crystallize after being killed? And where does the psychic vision generated after crushing the crystal come from? Isn't psychic vision something that needs to be conserved like energy?

But at this point, we can bring up that saying again: "The abyss is illogical."

It seemed that all the questions had been answered.

……

“There will only be more and more of these distorted orders, and even you, the Shadow of the Past, cannot fully comprehend them. Use the part you can to your advantage, and that will be enough.”

As the Scarlet Witch spoke, she rubbed her broken fingernails against her cane, adding:
"Don't think that spiritual vision is conserved. Chaotic spiritual vision comes from the abyss, where there is an endless primordial order waiting to be deconstructed. Existing knowledge, even the Necronomicon and the Book of Ibon, is not considered a true taboo. The true taboo is in the abyss, a place where even gods can fall. So, I think you can guess the difference between chaotic spiritual vision and ordinary spiritual vision."

“A new kind of vision that can deconstruct the abyss,” Milo said thoughtfully.

"All those who participate in the bounty killings will be your followers," the Scarlet Witch emphasized.

“No wonder Rebecca said she felt a sense of pleasure…” Milo nodded, then asked, “Since you are my follower, why can’t I decide the contents of the bounty order?”

“Perhaps when you have complete control over this order, or perhaps when you kill the real Horus,” the Scarlet Witch replied. “Then you will be considered to have surpassed the Shadow level.”

"A free faith-plundering mechanism?" Milo raised an eyebrow.

"Rules that are detached from reality, beyond cognition, and incomprehensible will gradually emerge. Perhaps you need to loosen your logical thinking a little more," the Scarlet Witch advised.

“Okay, but Rebecca said she feels inexplicably happy when I touch her. Is that part of the ritual? I mean, I would be very happy if it were someone like Rebecca, but what if the one who gets the bounty is Nan Tong? Should I touch him too?” Milo thought of some unpleasant scenarios.

“No one said that physical contact is required to complete the exchange ritual,” the Scarlet Witch replied. “Besides, the pleasure that girl felt wasn’t entirely due to the Bounty Order.”

"There's a sense of déjà vu about this," Milo muttered to himself.

Then he shook his head: "No, she's not the same as Grasso."

The Scarlet Witch muttered to herself, "It seems you've still managed to live the Shadow in human form. The superiors never condescend to approach their followers; it's an immense blessing. All you need to do is perform a minor act of divine intervention."

As she spoke, she grabbed Milo's hand and used her broken, dirty, sharp nails to cut open the skin of Milo's palm.

The next second, hot blood gushed from the wound and tumbled rapidly in the air as if drawn by something, changing from the initial scarlet red to a brilliant emerald green, and finally materializing into an eyeball.

An eyeball, roughly the size of a fist, with its surface covered in a jagged pattern of green crystalline material.

Basically, it's a smaller version of Holsus himself, hereinafter referred to as Mini Holsus.

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"Perhaps in your spare time you can explore the potential of your flesh and blood. The power gained from the Holy Communion sacrifice is beyond your imagination," the Scarlet Witch said.

Sensing the special power emanating from his own blood, he could not only see higher and farther through the floating eyeball, but also sense that some of Horuss's destructive skills were about to be unleashed.

Milo suddenly grinned mischievously, "Yan must be so envious of this."

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“There’s one more thing, the Silver Twilight Club, or Silver Twilight Hut, do you know anything about it?” Milo asked the Scarlet Witch.

But it was clear that she wasn't very interested in these low-level evil cults in human society, and she didn't even bother to answer, simply shaking her head silently.

“Perhaps I should start my own cult?” Milo asked again. This time, the Scarlet Witch finally answered him, but what she said was completely puzzling:

"You already have a plan in your heart, so why ask any more questions?"

……

...

Nighttime, the top floor of the church bridge tower.

"Ah~ Milo must be so envious of this."

The person speaking was Yan.

He held a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

Naked, facing the cold night wind and the rare moonlight high in the sky, he was in a state of blissful oblivion.

But the main factor in his hedonistic lifestyle was neither nicotine nor anything else, but rather the two fair-skinned young girls kneeling before him.

To be precise, they are two female vampires.

"Oh, this is way better than your cousin... hiss..."

...

These vampire twins, whose figures rival those of succubi, are Ariana's blood cousins, or at least that's how they introduce themselves.

Do you remember, Ariana? The one who had a penis tattooed on her face, who ultimately died tragically in Imnar's fractal world.

...

"Wow~~ That's amazing, how do you manage to avoid getting your teeth bumped into anything... Wow..."

This is roughly the main content of Lord Night Demon's nightlife—engaging in all sorts of strange and wonderful entertainment activities in various areas of Nanwei City.

When the pleasure reached its peak, the creature's terrifying black wings suddenly spread open high in the sky, almost completely obscuring the moonlight.

The rolling black mist and the scorching three-lobed fire eyes made the two delicate vampire girls tremble with fear.

……

This commotion quickly attracted the attention of the church.

The apostate Dirac had appeared on the tower at some point, and heaven knows how long he had been silently watching this evil performance.

Yan was the first to speak.

As he folded the Night Demon's wings and pulled up his pants, he pretended to have just noticed Dillah Shaw: "What are you doing? Are you expressing silent resistance with silence?"

"Does doing filthy things in a sacred place bring you extra pleasure?" Dirasha's pupils gleamed with a faint golden light as he was backlit by the moonlight. Perhaps it had no effect on Yan, but the vampire twin girls were terrified. They grabbed their clothes and hid far away, their faces filled with fear.

“Hey, the Church Bridge wasn’t built with taxpayers’ money, and citizens have the right to use it.” Yan retorted to Dillah, then pointed to the twin sisters who were huddled in the corner and said to Dillah, “Look how scared the sisters are, really.”

"You'd better keep their mouths shut. If I find out that someone in the city has died from vampires..." Dirashau said coldly.

But Yan was too lazy to waste any more words with this guy. His mood had been ruined, and he didn't want to stay there any longer. He was going to find another place to continue having fun.

So he waved his hand, interrupting Dillah:

"Don't worry, if they dare to bite anyone else besides me, you won't have to take action yourself."

As he spoke, Yan finally fastened his belt, then looked around to make sure nothing was left behind. He tossed the remaining half-bottle of wine to one of the vampire girls, then turned to Dirasha and said:

"There's no need to waste too much energy on me. Instead, spend your time dealing with those strange new things that have appeared. Do you know that the mail carriers in the city are all giant crabs these days?"

After saying that, Yan took the vampire girls' slender waists on either side and picked them up.

Then, with a flap of its wings, it jumped off the church bridge tower and disappeared into the night of Nanwei City, accompanied by the fading sound of the howling wind.

Under the moonlight, only Dillah stood atop the tower.

(End of this chapter)