Chapter 706
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Logically speaking, since he was investigating a murder case, even if he wasn't wearing a detective's windbreaker and smoking a pipe, he should have a traitor leading the way and exposing the conspiracy with the help of his assistant to gradually track down clues and deduce the real murderer.
"Open the door, check the household register, check the water meter, deliver the package, and send warmth to the community."
But Rorschach was already very tired, and even more tired mentally, so he didn't want to make things difficult for him.
Bang!
Kicking the door open, Rorschach walked in without hesitation.
Rorschach, who was already tired, didn't want to think. He just wanted to find someone to beat up and vent his anger at the same time.
Since the Heavenly Eye was connected to the traitor of his church, there was no problem in beating up a bunch of people to vent his anger.
There was no need for a crime-solving team. Now the trend was to not be a coward and just do it.
But as soon as he started kicking, he broke into the hall of the mercenary group's headquarters under everyone's watchful eyes. Rorschach was dumbfounded.
The biggest difference between reality and fantasy was probably that logic and cause and effect were important, but reality didn't.
And every time he encountered something related to evil gods, Rorschach felt that logic and cause and effect weren't that important. Those cultists whose brains were filled with tentacles and eyeballs had long lost the ability to think normally.
The mercenary group's headquarters was a courtyard surrounded by three buildings. Next to the towering wall was a sentry tower with a machine gun. The square couldn't be seen from outside.
This square was usually used for mercenaries to train or something. Sometimes it was used as an auditorium or gathering place.
But now, it was obviously not used for this purpose.
As soon as he opened the door, Rorschach saw a lot of eyeballs.
Yes, a lot of eyeballs.
The cultists with faces full of eyeballs were stuffing eyeballs on naked sacrificial women.
Under the huge statue of a one-eyed monster, a group of one-eyed monsters were dancing and singing. All kinds of eyeball sculptures were placed all over the ground.
"Ah, are you sacrificing to the evil god? Don't worry about me, I'm just here to take a look. You can continue with the sacrifice. "
"No, we give out bonuses at the annual meeting, and then prepare some statues of our Lord for the new lower-level branches."
"Oh, what's that girl doing?"
"It's a year-end red packet for our master. I heard that you Aishi People have this habit. I wonder if our master likes it."
Rorschach's strange Honesty Inherent Skill once again worked strangely, ending the exchange of questions and answers in an instant, making the situation very awkward.
The figure in the robe of a Grand Magus was stunned at first, and then the single eye on his face swelled with anger …
Bang!
With a crisp sound, flesh and blood splattered everywhere, leaving behind a headless corpse.
"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it?"
At this moment, he felt some kind of will suddenly descend and then leave.
"My Lord is furious! He wants that mortal's flesh and blood as a sacrifice! "
And apparently, the cultists weren't beings that could be reasoned with.
All the eyes in the square looked over. Hundreds of deformed Eye Monsters swarmed over. Even the naked woman tied to the sacrificial pillar looked over with a strange smile.
For a moment, the scene became like a horror movie. Rorschach shook his head helplessly.
"How could it be so coincidental? Is this a sacrifice they gave me to vent my anger?"
Rorschach couldn't help but think too much. He came here following the clues of those people, but he found the lair of the cultists.
But now, there was no point in saying anything.
"Heh, just in time. Try my new toy."
The smiling young man suddenly had a large patch of green appear under his feet. To be able to meet an old rival and hidden trouble, his mood instantly turned bright.
The next moment, the whole ground shook. Rocks slowly formed and floated up. Countless roots popped out from them. It looked like a game of tentacles versus eyeballs.
"First, let's see who has more people."
Rorschach was now a peak grade-7 Nature Magus. If he wanted to summon Treant cannon fodder, he could easily summon dozens of them.
The earth was nature's ally, and plants were everywhere.
Rorschach snapped his fingers lightly, and the tentacles began to expand wildly. Then … they stopped.
[What's wrong? Are you still not used to your new body?]
The God of Games had turned to the young man when he noticed the cultists. His sister was very concerned about him.
[Let's retreat for now. Reinforcements are on the way. They're dead for sure in ten or twenty minutes!]
But Rorschach shook his head, his smile even more subtle.
"No, my body is fine. I'm using my power much better than expected, but … it's stuck. Hmm, the foundation is too thick. It's stuck. "
In that moment, Rorschach deeply understood why Nature Magi and Druids hated modern cities so much.
Not even weeds could penetrate the cement floor, while the foundation of the skyscrapers was so deep that Rorschach's army of Treants formed from roots and tentacles were stuck underground.
It was possible to penetrate by force as long as he poured more mana. But Rorschach gave up on the tempting option after looking at the skyscrapers around him.
He still wanted to interrogate those unlucky bastards. If the roots penetrated the foundation and the Treants penetrated the ground, the skyscrapers would collapse.
But he wasn't worried at all when he faced the cultists in front of him.
After seven years of preparation, he didn't just have one or two new toys.
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