Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 657 The Stone-Dripping Hunter
The moment the stone shattered, large fluorescent dots spread out from between Rebecca's fingers, as if blown by the wind, circled around her, and finally fell back onto her skin.

Accompanying this was a surge of powerful, unsourced spiritual vision—the Chaos Vision.

Rebecca, who had been covered in blood and looked quite disheveled, suddenly froze, and the next second she seemed like a completely different person as she felt an extreme power within her.

...

She killed Viebuhr.

It is the target of the bounty system.

Rebecca thus received the corresponding "bounty" for completing the hunt.

The key point is that this is the first Great Old One to die from a bounty, and the Chaos Stones obtained in exchange for its life are incredibly valuable.

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Before this, even though they had been brought into the same camp, there was still a rift and hostility between the law enforcement officers and the Silver Twilight Hut members. After all, they were enemies before the war broke out, and the wanted posters were mostly for Silver Twilight members.

But things are different now.

Rebecca's transformation made the team look like a team for the first time.

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"sinner!"

The Scarlet Witch's shrieks drew closer once more.

At this moment, her twisted soul had fallen into madness.

Her tattered red robe fluttered in the air above the battlefield as she stirred up a storm that completely enveloped the area.

This time, it wasn't just the will of the gods at work; even the Scarlet Witch's true self developed a murderous desire for Milo. She had lived for thousands of years just to continue the Scarlet Law. Even though Milo rejected the Scarlet Law, she didn't fly into a rage. But severing the communion connection was a blatant betrayal, which was intolerable.

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The piercing scream seemed to blend with the raging sandstorm, stabbing at everyone's nerves.

Even with her short gun at the ready, Rebecca, who had just received the gift of an Old One-level drop of stone, could not pinpoint the Scarlet Witch's location with the naked eye.

Accompanying the ever-growing screams was an extreme sense of oppression.

She stared intently at the churning storm.

Unable to resist asking Milo beside him:

"Are there not a single normal woman among the women you work with?"

But when he turned around, he found that Milo was no longer there.

...

His half-scarlet, half-dark figure had already bravely entered the eye of the storm, braving all of the Scarlet Witch's fury.

However, the Scarlet Witch is not the only threat on the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, even a Chaos Visionist could die a violent death.

Several people standing at the edge of the formation were split into more than a dozen "parts" by some invisible force. The severed limbs were arranged into a strange totem shape. The blood on the severed limbs was instantly drained and remained on the totem, while the flesh and bones were removed and discarded like dregs.

The same tutti appeared simultaneously in four directions, and continued to compress towards the center of the formation.

The terrifying, invisible totem formed a machine, intending to crush all the Chaos Visors here.

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The mastermind behind all of this is hiding behind the storm.

It was a bizarre creature with an ant's head and multiple pairs of huge compound eyes, with multiple tentacles and huge wings growing on its body, and its body was surrounded by a dense mass of stinging insects like dust.

This unknown ancient being buried most of his body, covered by an exoskeleton, under the yellow sand and ruins.

He used his mind to manipulate the distant totem array, drawing upon its fresh blood and souls to satisfy his appetite.

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The Great Old Ones on the battlefield today can be broadly divided into two types.

They might be like Kasogsa (the baby entangled by tentacles), fearlessly dominating one side of the battlefield, or like the giant rats Wibull and Root-Ilo, reaping lives through various insidious and despicable means.

The old days buried under the ruins and dust before us clearly belong to the latter.

It even waited until Milo and the Scarlet Witch were fighting in the storm before taking action against the Chaos Visors, showing that it had no regard for the dignity of a superior being whatsoever.

Even though it's already this despicable.

After enjoying the souls and blood of several freshly squeezed bodies, it suddenly realized that something scalding hot was pressing against the back of its head.

It froze for about a second.

Then it suddenly erupted.

Grotesque tentacles and wings burst forth from the soil, roaring as they lunged back at the disrespectful one behind them.

But then gunshots rang out.

boom! !

The bullet pierced a burning hole in its exoskeleton.

But that wasn't the end of it. Several sharp blades, marked with the symbols of the old seal, instantly tore through the air and stabbed off several wriggling tentacles from his body.

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It is the noble Great Old One.

Hiding in the shadows and enjoying the slaughter is its privilege; being forcibly dragged out of the ground like today hasn't happened for hundreds of years. The moment the seed of anger sprouted in its mind, the celestial voice from high above acted like a powerful growth stimulant, stirring and manipulating it until the sprout instantly grew into a near-mad rage.

Other twisted emotions quickly followed.

The old day saw the human woman who had "attacked" it, but before retaliating, it was still thinking about the blood and souls that had not yet been fully collected.

The elements on the distant totem surged and rolled in.

It was drawn into the body along the tentacles at its fingertips.

Just as it was preparing to unleash its fury on the red-haired human, it was shocked to discover that the blood it had swallowed had turned into a putrid slurry, which was corroding every inch of its internal organs.

"Ow!!!!"

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In a darker, more obscure corner, Lonnie William's hands were forming a strange hand gesture, with an inverted triangle drawn on his palms.

That corrupted blood was his masterpiece.

It's not hard to see that the law enforcement team represented by Rebecca is relatively straightforward in its methods, speaking with bullets and blades. On the other hand, the "bad guys" who were originally the opposite of the law enforcement, Silver Twilight and his group are more proficient in forbidden magic, all of which come from Milo's "blessing," involving magic of the first, second, and third sequences.

So when Rebecca attracted all that old rage, Lonnie William’s sinister malice quietly took effect.

...

Bullets, blades, and vicious spells attacked from all sides, leaving Jiutian somewhat overwhelmed.

It never expected that the Visionary could unleash such a threatening power.

However, the celestial voices have completely distorted the minds of the ancients, and once they clash, there is no room for maneuver.

Rebecca's power far exceeded its expectations.

Even though she was not yet adept at controlling this new power, it was still comparable to half of the power of an ordinary ancient being.

What's more, in the dark corners of the battlefield, there's an even more despicable and insidious Ronnie causing trouble.

This guy is ruthless and unscrupulous; all the magic and spells he uses are the most vicious and hateful kind, such as corruption, curses, and poisons.

But then again, it seems that this is not much different from the methods used by the Golden Law Temple.

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This battle was not easy to begin with.

After all, the other party is a genuine member of the old regime.

Rebecca and the others are, strictly speaking, still psychics.

But the ancient one who controlled the totem should never have greedily swallowed that batch of corrupt blood before taking action.

It was not ultimately defeated by Rebecca's gun and knife.

Instead, he died at the hands of Lonnie William's conspiracy.

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As is widely known, magic in all the scriptures circulating in the world of the sage can be divided into three levels.

All these curses, corruptions, and other auxiliary magical spells belong to the lowest third tier. The higher second and first tiers are pure summoning spells, which summon ancient and external deities, respectively.

After all, if one could summon the superior to their side, they would have everything they wanted, and naturally wouldn't lack the mediocre skills of those in the third tier.

Of course, having everything you want is great, but most of the time it can also be deadly.

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As the only strategist and leader in the Silver Twilight faction, Lonnie William's magical spells are naturally not limited to the third sequence.

He had already added something even more ruthless to the blood of his dead comrades.

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Thus, the battle had not yet reached its climax.

The neck of the ancient one who controlled the totem was suddenly torn open from the inside out!
A withered arm emerged from it…

Then came the shoulders, head, torso...

And so, the mighty Old One was torn apart from its body by another life form of equal rank, and died a violent death.

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Yes, Lonnie William used that blood to summon an Old One within the other's body.

You have to understand that the battlefield is full of the old days now, which is much easier to summon than the old days that are deeply asleep in peacetime.

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The eerie new and old days tore apart the body of the original old day, still wondering why this time the servant's summoning ceremony was so simple, without any sound of bells or drums, or the chanting of believers...

However, the sacrificial offerings tasted quite good.

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At this moment, Rebecca and Lonnie William each held a drop of stone in their hands.

With his wicked scheme succeeding, Ronnie crushed the dripping stone with satisfaction, feeling the long-awaited chaotic spirit stone surge into him.

You should know that he was not qualified to use the dripping stone before; before the Old Wars began, he himself was the dripping stone.

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(End of this chapter)