Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 800 I'll Kill You
"I was wrong... I was really wrong... I'm sorry..."

"Please forgive my sins... I..."

"Woooooooo..."

“Great divine messenger…please forgive me…”

"Woooo..."

"I will never dare to disobey your will again, please... please let me atone for my sins..."

"I am willing to become one of the chosen ones..."

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Adamir truly lives up to his reputation as the weakest of the weak.

Regardless of how this guy, who has absolutely no spiritual vision, could see that shadow high in the sky, he was bowing and praying in that direction, tears streaming down his face as he begged for mercy.

When he realized that everyone around him was indifferent, he started yelling loudly:
"What are you all standing there for! Damn it..."

"Hurry up and beg for mercy, you bastards! We're going to die, you know that? Waaaaah..."

"Yahu, stop yelling! Kneel down, Yahu... Don't you care about your life anymore? Waaah... Ah, yes, yes, kneel down, Yahu! The messenger of the gods will forgive us. We are the most loyal subjects of Oriba Island, yes, yes..."

Adamir himself wasn't satisfied with kowtowing; he even made his pet black dog kowtow and cry along with him.

As she stumbled along, she looked up and saw that Milo had already stood on the fence, helping the two-meter-tall white-haired girl straighten her bow and arrow (because she couldn't reach the thing without standing on the fence).

Then Adamir cried even louder: "Stop it, please! Waaaaaah!!!"

Milo reached out and grasped the arrowhead Freya had nocked for a moment. Soon, the sharp arrowhead glowed with the red-hot metallic color, and even faint flames spread into the air.

...

Xiao Yan, standing to the side, had already been staring with wide eyes. She was the real brute who had no sense of respect and dared to bare her teeth at anyone.

However, Yan stopped him this time.

"No rush, no rush, let's see how they have fun."

Watching Milo buff Freya's arrowheads, Yan couldn't help but sigh, "If that red-haired guy saw this, it would be quite a sight, tsk tsk tsk..."

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Freya was not afraid at all.

Milo told her to do whatever he wanted, and even though the thing high in the sky looked very intimidating, she remained focused and kept her eyes glued to it.

...

Then, an arrow gleaming with a dark red light tore straight through the cold sea breeze and shot towards the dark shadow in the sky.

Bang! ! !
This arrow unleashed a force comparable to the dragon-hunting arrows of the Eagle Eye clan.

And relying on that strange, crimson enchantment, the arrowhead pierced directly through the so-called divine messenger in the air!

It left behind a hole with its edges constantly burning...

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"Whoosh!" Freya exclaimed excitedly.

Milo nodded in satisfaction.

This further confirms his previous conjecture.

In fact, that so-called enchantment was not a remarkable technique. It was just one of the spells that all members of the hunter organizations in the world of the Awake knew. When they first met Monquia, the Seven Exiled Shadows suffered a great loss because of this move.

However, while Monquia fired bullets, Freya used a more primitive bow and arrow this time.

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That divine messenger was clearly overconfident.

Just like the seven members back then, they were used to acting arrogantly when they couldn't be chosen. When they suddenly encountered something that could truly hurt them, they were stunned.

It's easy to understand why the visionaries of the Dream Realm would fight tooth and nail for those ancient texts.

These methods used by the hunters all come from ancient texts. In a clear world where spiritual vision is scarce, these things would be nothing more than evil objects that drive people mad. But in an environment like the Dream Realm, they are all top-notch killing artifacts.

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A silence fell for about a minute. Black flames of sin were emanating from Milo as he stood alone at the bow of the ship, awaiting the impending storm.

Yan had already tightened his belt and was ready to follow at any time.

A minute later, a painful scream came from high in the sky.

No, it sounded more like a baby crying, only the sound of muffled thunder made it sound even more terrifying.

The "divine messenger" suddenly burst into tears.

Buzz! ! ! !

A torrential downpour began.

And the figure of the divine messenger simply faded away.

As it left, the crying gradually faded away.

It... ran away.

...

"what?"

This was quite unexpected for Milo.

He thought that the will sealed in some kind of sacred ring must be a top-tier beast that had been crippled and kept by an ancient being or a god. Who knew that after being shot with an arrow, it cried even more aggrievedly than Adamir, and practically rolled away to escape.

Of course, the one most shocked was Adamir; he was completely dumbfounded.

Anyone who suddenly witnessed what they considered the most terrifying being crying like a baby would probably react the same way.

"God...an angel?"

He craned his neck forward, rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things, and that there were no other eerie shadows in the sky except for the dark clouds.

The torrential rain and the stinging pain from the acidic water soaking his wounds finally pulled him back to reality from his dazed state.

When he came to his senses, he found that Milo and his family of four had already gone into the cabin to take shelter from the rain, and even his pet dog Yahu had followed them. He was left kneeling on the deck.

"Ah this..."

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Inside the cabin, Milo, with cheese dangling from his mouth and the Issian Chronicle in his hands, leisurely read the latest update from the last page to everyone:
"The inferior products of the cycle of reincarnation, obsessed with achieving the godhood of the Watchers, ultimately become tools for searching for the chosen ones, only to wake up on the day they truly feel the pain... or perhaps not."

This can be considered the conclusion drawn by the ancient and modern Iss for Milo's speculation.

The nature of the divine messenger within that so-called sacred ring is now crystal clear.

Of course, besides Milo, there was a dragon, a balora, a daisy, and a dog in the cabin. They didn't care at all about the origins of the so-called messenger of the gods.

Only the man and woman were squatting in the corner, questioning the meaning of life.

After Milo closed the Yis Chronicle, Yan curiously approached him and asked, "What kind of good stuff have you been eating? I've seen you eating all this way, why don't you get some to try?"

These words instantly created a tense atmosphere in the cabin.

Freya immediately became furious: "You dare? I'll kill you."

Upon hearing this, the unreasonable Xiao Yan jumped up and stood between Yan and Freya, his big eyes gleaming red.

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These two are like stray cats that happen to meet on the roadside, and they're prone to bristling and baring their teeth at the slightest provocation.

Fortunately, Milo and Yan reacted quickly and calmed each other down.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down."

"Stop fooling around, be good."

"He's joking. This guy can't eat this stuff at all; he's lactose intolerant!"

"Oh right, right, lactose intolerance."

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(End of this chapter)