Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 934 Ignition
The strange noises inside the temple were terrifying.

Rebecca heard suppressed sobs coming from the group of Greek teenagers.

Her strong personality wouldn't allow her to back down at this time.

In fact, no matter what kind of thing emerges from the underground hall, she will go for it without hesitation.

……

Rebecca wanted to say something to comfort the Greek teenagers in the broken tower behind her.

Clearly, from the perspective of the young Greek boy, both the red-haired human and the creature about to emerge from the underground temple were there to take his life.

Similar things have happened countless times.

They would randomly choose one of their brothers or sisters.

If they're lucky, they might just cut off a part of the person's body and take it away; if they're unlucky, the whole person might be dragged away and never come back.

The limbs, flesh, or even the entire living person taken away will be burned and refined into some kind of creation in the underground temple...

...

Rebecca glanced helplessly at the terrified Greeks in the tower.

She felt it was necessary to identify herself, since she didn't really like the sound of her terrified sobbing, but she still didn't know how to say it.

Hmm, for example?

For example, “Don’t be afraid, I know your people, one of your sisters slept with my man.”

Something doesn't seem quite right no matter how you look at it.

Realizing that words might not be very effective in calming her down, Rebecca simply reached behind her waist and drew her combination blade and revolver, waiting for what was inside the underground sanctuary to appear.

She still needs to prove her intentions with actions, which is something she's better at.

...

In the underground sanctuary at the bottom of the Hook Point Temple.

A group of tall, thin people dressed as priests rushed out. They were all wrapped in long robes and looked shocked and horrified when they saw the broken tower. Then, within a few seconds, their expressions turned into fury.

"Who dares to..."

A priest pointed at Rebecca and berated her.

But the priest's head rolled to the ground the next second.

In the rotating perspective, he also saw the heads of his other colleagues rolling on the ground, and then two incredibly long legs stepped past in front of him...

Rebecca lightly flicked her weapon, and the bloodstains on the blade instantly evaporated.

She noticed that the heavy, dense footsteps from the depths of the underground hall had not yet arrived, and she became somewhat impatient, so she simply went to meet them.

After navigating some rugged and steep slopes, she finally heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

To be precise, it wasn't "footsteps," but rather the sound of fingers as thick as elephant legs digging into the ground.

Now, what lies before Rebecca are hundreds of pale, gigantic hands, piled one on top of another like giant beasts. The palms are covered with fingers of varying thicknesses, densely packed, some with seven or eight fingers, others with more than a dozen. The thickest are as thick as stone pillars, while the thinnest are the size of a human arm.

Rebecca frowned slightly.

It wasn't because I felt pressured, it was just because I was disgusted.

...

bang——

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Buzz! ! ! !

……

Then, a series of chilling sounds began to echo through the underground sanctuary.

Gunshots, the tearing of blades, the burning of flesh and blood, and the sound of rocks collapsing were heard one after another.

The stench of blood, along with the smoke and dust, continuously billowed out from the entrance of the passage.

The young people in the tower on the surface were silent with fear. They couldn't even muster the thought of taking this opportunity to escape. They just kept their heads down and mechanically prayed to the ancient dragon again and again, begging for the protection of the Star Beast and for the evil finger to stop hurting them.

The more devoutly they prayed, the more intense the crashing sounds from underground became, accompanied by the wails of the finger-hooking priests and some inhuman, terrifying screams.

These sounds are indeed frightening, but why does it feel like... why does it feel like the temple of Hooked Finger is suffering?

...

Gradually, the Greeks in the tower also began to realize this.

Some of them, dragging chains, mustered their courage and poked their heads out from inside the broken tower walls.

Soon, the heads of the Hooked Priests, scattered all over the ground, came into view.

The boy was stunned.

The fear in his eyes gradually turned into blankness, and finally was completely replaced by astonishment.

The ground was littered with the heads of the priests with hooked fingers, soaking in thick blood.

Those are the people who use various tools to cut off and twist off the limbs of their brothers and sisters, those who meticulously dissect and classify their people, and ultimately send them to the furnace to be refined.

They were killed...

The boy's eyes gradually turned red.

Before him was the entrance to the passage leading to the underground palace.

That dark entrance was the place he and his brothers and sisters feared most.

Now, various wails and screams are coming from deep within the entrance, and with each violent tremor, rubble falls from the sky.

“Someone is… someone is destroying that shrine…”

The boy, dragging the heavy chains, limped and used his only hand to pull his younger brother out of the crowd, brought him to the severed arm, pressed his brother's head down, and begged him to open his eyes and see what was happening there.

"Brother, I beg you, I won't look, I'm too scared..."

The boy, whose head was being pressed down, kept his eyes tightly shut and dared not open them.

Finally, his brother pried open his eyelids with his fingers, allowing him to see the priests' corpses lying on the ground.

"died?"

"They're dead! They're dead!"

...

……

It's hard to imagine how much courage these Greeks, whose arms and legs are cut off every day, muster to even look at that passage that symbolizes death.

Most importantly, they are Hiers, and even if they are cut into human form, they will not die in a short time. The priests of the Hook Temple can endlessly slice off flesh from their bodies because the Hierophant bloodline helps them repair their limbs' wounds extremely quickly.

In order to study the effects of different parts of the Greeks in refining divine embryos and creating objects, the Temple of Hooking Finger often did not only take skin and flesh, but more often removed bones and cut open organs.

In short, they used every means possible.

They didn't do this to torture Xi, but it was precisely that indifference, the lack of deliberate torture, that was most terrifying.

...

As all the Greeks lay prostrate on the severed arm, staring at the entrance to the underground temple passage, the red-haired woman, exuding a murderous aura, finally emerged. The blades and gun barrels in her hands were still glowing red from the heat.

The woman glanced at the fervent gazes of those clinging to the edge of the tower, and without hesitation, opened fire repeatedly, shattering the main shackles binding them.

He then turned and walked straight out of the temple.

...

The Greeks saw hope, and they helped and dragged each other out of the temple.

In front of the huge open-air plaza, they saw the red-haired human extend her hand in a gesture to stop. Then she took the long-barreled weapon off her back and stood in the plaza, raising the weapon and pointing it diagonally upwards.

There stands a giant hook-finger statue on the northern side of Seranian.

At this moment, countless blue light curtains are constantly converging on the statue, as if some special force is mobilizing the energy stored within the temple. The tip of the hooked finger is pushing the blue beam of light towards the sky, its destination unknown.

But Rebecca was very clear about it.

At first, she didn't understand what Milo meant by "set a fire." Where exactly? Did he mean to set the entire city of Seranian on fire?

Now she understands.

(End of this chapter)