Rorschach had always felt that in many situations, seeing less and knowing less was a true blessing.
Even if we don't talk about this philosophy of life, in the army, scouts had the highest casualty rate, while thieves had the highest casualty rate among adventurers.
But now …
"Is it possible to make it stop?"
Ear-piercing alarms screeched in his ears. The chaos among the tourists had already spread, and the entire park was in a state of panic.
The black demons who had lost their disguise shot out black rays from their countless eyes. Due to their high attack range, their attack range reached almost half of the park.
"… I just purchased a TX-34 gaming console! Naturally, he directly tore down the arcade hall! Swan Lake Fountain! Oh! Bastard, that statue is super expensive! "
The person Rorschach was asking about, Isabella, was obviously not in the right state of mind.
Every time a house or property was torn down, she would scream like a dead fish.
"My year-end bonus! My performance pay! I'm counting on it to pay off my loans and credit cards! Heavens, stop tearing it down! Come at me, kill me! "
"Someone actually applied for a credit card for your credit limit … Wait a moment, you didn't apply for a card under my name right? I mean, I even failed to apply for a library card recently."
Alright, Rorschach's concern was a little off.
"Tsk, I used Hermit's name. Those goblins are scheming. From the moment you became boyfriend and girlfriend, your credit rating became 'untrustworthy'. Even if I wanted to use it, I couldn't. "
Rorschach inexplicably sympathized with his secretary. If he was extorted by his superior's lover and senior in the workplace, with his submissive personality, he wouldn't be able to resist at all.
Although Isabella's situation was a little overboard, it was a fact that she had always returned the money she borrowed. Otherwise, her reputation would have long been ruined … Although, it didn't seem to be any better recently.
No wonder Hermit had been freeloading in the cafeteria recently. It turned out that he had been bullied in the workplace. Should I prepare some food for him …
[Can you be more serious! Our assets are burning, our believers are wailing, and you still have the time to show off your public display of affection!]
Finally, the Exalted God could not bear to watch the two of them slacking off. However, Rorschach could not do anything as his sister urged him on.
"That's the Evil God Statue, right? It's not something we can deal with."
If the opponent was easy to deal with, even if Rorschach could stand aside and watch, Isabella would not let him ruin her year-end bonus spending plan.
The Evil God Statue was something similar to a Buddha statue or a deity statue. However, it imitated the original appearance of the Evil God and was also convenient to carry the Evil God's will.
Although it was impossible for it to have the strength of a God's Incarnation, with its size and pressure, the Evil God Statue should belong to the level of a siege beast or a single battleship. It was not something that one or two people could deal with.
When encountering an invincible opponent, it would be foolish to rush up and deliver one's head. The wisest thing to do was to wait for reinforcements and collect information while keeping an eye on the opponent.
Rorschach and Isabella were considered veterans. Naturally, they adopted the most appropriate method.
"Such a large Evil God Statue could not have been built in a day. Even if the vision was obscured by the illusion, the materials needed to be transported. There would be a lot of noise during construction. It's too irresponsible to build it right under your nose."
"… You're just trying to shift the blame. Shift the blame, shift the blame. If you had followed the safety procedures and patrolled once a week, this would not have happened!"
"You're the one shifting the blame. Would I dare to come at the beginning of the month? What would we eat if I came? Why don't you reflect on your mistakes? "
They looked up at the black light dancing in the sky and continued to hide behind cover. For leisure, the two of them shamelessly shifted the blame.
However, it was not that they did not do anything. The cover Rorschach was hiding behind, the Octopus Flying Car, was quietly twisting and changing shape.
Isabella split into small bats. Some were collecting information about the Evil God Statue, while others were organizing the evacuation of the tourists. At the same time, they were dissuading those ignorant "heroes".
"Eh? This material … I think I know how this Evil God Statue came to be. Tsk, these people really know how to think. "
Rorschach was indeed rather astonished. Although Isabella was unreliable in all aspects (this had been repeated countless times), she was quite used to using her Blood Tribe bat clones to monitor the situation in the park. It was indeed inconceivable that an Evil God Statue could be built right under the nose of such a veteran.
"How did you do it?"
"Mud. This Evil God Statue is made out of mud. It's probably mud from the bottom of the lake. One week ago, we found several dozen Fishmen to artificially clean up the lake. The mud that was dug up should have been piled up next to the lake."
Seiji looked at this gigantic and evil demon statue. A few days ago, it was still a pile of mud from the bottom of the lake … Indeed, these evil cultists were quite creative. Nobody cared whether or not someone was rolling around in the mud, or what shape the mud took.
"… Luckily, you haven't organized any cleanup of the public toilets, nor have we made any compost. If that thing also produced an Evil God Statue, who would be able to deal with it? "
"If it really was a poop demon statue, don't even think about how to deal with it. Let's see if the Evil God can afford to lose face."
"That's true. If an Evil God's will dared to descend on such a thing … that would be too cruel to himself. He would become famous in the multiverse. Even the Lord of Filth wouldn't be able to afford to lose face like that."
The two of them were still chatting and laughing, which meant that the situation was better than expected.
Mages would construct magic statues as their frontline warriors. The magic statue's material would directly affect the magic power it contained, which would also determine the magic statue's combat strength.
Out of all the magic statues, mud magic statues were the most common. Although they looked quite disgusting and were almost immune to slashing and stabbing attacks, their overall strength could probably compete with low-level flesh magic statues.
Evil God Statues were the same. Evil God Statues made out of mud had very low physical strength, and the amount of Evil God's will it could contain was also limited.
Most magic statues would need to replenish their magic power regularly. Evil God Statues would also need to consume the Evil God's power. The mud magic statue's activity time would be quite limited.
The most important thing was that this crazy Evil God Statue had obviously been forcefully activated after being discovered by Rorschach. In that case, it was highly likely that Rorschach had been forced to use it before it was even completed. Its functions would definitely be incomplete.
"Did you find it?"
"Not yet."
The two of them still didn't seem to be doing anything, but they were actually doing quite a bit. Rorschach had already sent the information he had on hand to the rear. The warriors who were currently coming to provide reinforcements had already received a picture of the Evil God Statue as well as some information.
"All the eyes are capable of shooting black rays. Most of them are abnormal statuses. The one on the face is the most dangerous. One is a high-temperature melting ray, while the other is a petrifying ray that instantly petrifies. The most dangerous one is the eye on the chest. Anyone who gets hit by it will instantly turn into a pink piggy's … underwear. Yep, underwear with the image of a pink piggy on it. It shouldn't be a permanent change. That unlucky bastard has already changed back. But if you don't want to be laughed at for a few years, you'd better be careful … "
As a veteran ranger, Rorschach's eyes were quite useful. He had finished collecting and organizing all the information he could.
"Even a small bat can't be squashed to death instantly. Its physical attacks are quite weak. Yep, since it's made out of this material, I suggest that assault magic armors directly use physical attacks to suppress it … Also, send a small team to Area C2. There are a few people there who are quite sneaky. It's highly likely that they're spies or Evil God followers."
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