Vol 2 Chapter 23: Destroyed and destroyed, eggs and stones

The second is to ask for a red ticket and thank you for your support.
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Early the next morning.
Murphy, who returned to the mansion, was in a good mood. At least last night’s harvest was enough for him to complete the task of the heresy and get enough merit. The map of the forest around Medici has marked four "voodoo" in his hand. "The sect's camp base, and there are already more than four leaf-shaped emblems representing the rank and identity of the members of the voodoo sect on their hands-this indicates the number of people killed.
In the following day, Murphy wrote a thick stack of parchment paper and personally submitted it to the Heretics Tribunal. The ruling was approved very efficiently. The next day, he informed Murphy to pick up the next task— -This means that Murphy's investigation has been valued by the ruling and is ready for in-depth investigation. It also means that his merits have doubled.
It’s just that the next task seems extremely dangerous. The next task that Murphy got was to follow the squad arranged by the ruling to clear the war-obviously it would not be his fellow
supervisor
who led the team, but three other The white robe "Sun Guardian" with strength of up and down level IV and seven ordinary members who also have no high-level status. The up and down level is up and down level VII, which is enough to cope with the small threat of the voodoo sect.
This time, Murphy led the ten "peers" into the forest in a low-key manner as a follower.
From previous battles with members of the Voodoo sect and inquiries after the battle, Murphy has understood that the members of this ancient religion have a completely different professional system from mainstream magicians-the most important one is that Summoning the guys of pythons and vines, he and the legendary patriarch of the Medici family belong to the same kind of "summoner"!
The old man who turned into a giant bear is "Musad", who has the magical ability to communicate with animals and transform. The legendary "Musad" can have the powerful strength to transform into a dragon, and he is bombed by Compton The unlucky egg is a "shaman", and the wooden stick he inserted into the ground is a "totem", which is used as a medium to communicate all the creatures in nature. The powerful shaman has the terrifying ability to stay in the world in the form of soul. Because of this, the entire "voodoo" was buckled by the Holy See with the hat of "heretics". Unlike the blood race's immortality in the physical form, the shaman's soul immortality is obviously higher and more difficult to wipe out.
It's just that shamans who have been able to do this haven't reproduced the mainland for more than a thousand years, and even the entire voodoo sect has been weakened so far.
And this is one of the reasons why Murphy was able to deploy his new plan-when he led his always-stable companions to the outside of the first camp on the map at dusk, this true strength was far more powerful than other companions. Stopped wisely and waited for the command of the captain.
The white robe captain is a low-level big swordsman. He is the same as the low-level knight of Murphys. He is thirty-nine years old. He has been "working" for 15 years in the arbitration center. His experience in combat is not a bit of a star. , Looking at the worrisome goal in the night, the captain squinted at the leading Murphys. He didn’t say anything more, but directly took out the magic hourglass assigned in the ruling in his hand-including Murphys in Eight other members of the group made the same action, and eleven people simultaneously pressed the magic circle activated on the hourglass under the command of the captain.
This fluorescent timer is extremely effective in coordinating combat timing during combat.
"Attacks started at one-third of the scale. One-half of the scale went to the center of the camp. If the hourglass did not arrive, no rescue was provided."
After the check time, the captain gave an order, simple and clear-to deal with the pagans, the white robe sun guard rarely chooses to live catch, because only dead pagans are good pagans.
"Start."
Although the number of people is not large, the existence of two IV levels and two V levels is absolutely irresistible for the voodoo sect-unless the voodoo sect puts out those surviving old seniors, otherwise a camp is a dozen or twenty The enemy is not a problem at all.
Murphy showed a qualified "monitor" from beginning to end, not speaking, not showing off, and not making mistakes, and when the team was dispersed, Murphy did not have the careful attitude he had before.
The short sword came out of the sheath, and two black shadows suddenly appeared beside Murphy-Connor and Compton had been ambushing here for a long time.
"Get ready."
"Yes, master."
Connor's answer was low and unusual-he could not imagine what kind of "enemy" the members of the Tribunal would face today.
"Let the darkness obscure the light and bury the hypocrisy."
When Murphy said the first line of the "History of Marcus Bloodline", only the moonlight in the sky was covered by an overcast cloud.
Snow fluttered gently.
Compton and Connor disappeared into the shadow at the same time.
The magic hourglass scale in his hand slowly passed, sliding over one third of the scale.
At the same time, Murphy stepped out of the lush jungle and stepped into this temporary camp of the "voodoo" sect.
The fighting sounded, mixed with the roar of "Musad" after the transformation-Murphy stepped forward, and there were no members in the camp who were mostly incompetent when Murphy investigated a few days ago. The voodoo shamans and Moussads, who looked cold and aged 40 years old, were ready to fight.
Sphinx wandered out of nowhere, but showed himself in real life. This horrible big cat with seven poisonous bone tails walked silently beside Murphys, with amazing deterrence .
Ten minutes later, the fighting sound gradually disappeared.
When the scale of the magic hourglass reached one-half, Murphy stopped and stood shoulder to shoulder slightly in the center of the entire camp, looking forward.
Three high-ranking members of the adjudication board were thrown in front of Murphy.
The captain who ordered the attack before was full of blood on his chest, his left shoulder was completely torn, and the other two guys were already breathing in and out, and many parts were missing.
As for the others, it is not necessary to say the end.
The two standing opposite Murphy are the voodoo elder Musad and the summoner.
The summoner has the ability to explode terror within a certain combat time limit, and at this moment the powerful summoner in the center of the camp stands next to a humanoid creature with a height of three meters and a handle that is as large as horrifying. Tomahawk, his muscles are shining like red hot steel, obviously a unicorn demon from the abyss, the individual strength is already enough to repel the low-level great swordsman!
"Baipao, heretical verdict, I think the voodoo sect shouldn't have agreed to be pulled by you into the less powerful chariot."
It was the most powerful Musad who spoke-the elder had at least a second-level strength after being transformed, which meant that he had stood at the highest threshold of most professionals.
"It sounds crazy to go wrong with the heresy ruling, but the entire voodoo sect hasn't done it right for thousands of years? Can blind evasion bring peaceful results? Your living space is not enough to continue."
Murphy's answer silenced the old man with a face like an old root, and his forehead had two small protrusions. If the strength broke through to level I, there will be two antlers-this is powerful One of the performances, but the strength of the individual will never save the sorrow of the ethnic group. The voodoo sect developed by the relationship of the ethnic group does not choose the leader through election and voting like the Holy See, but it is inherited by the blood relationship. With the inevitable destruction of the entire sect.
"While the voodoo sect is eager to survive, they will not use the destruction of others as a stepping stone." "Don't laugh at our teachings, between destroying others and destroying yourself, the voodoo sect would rather choose the latter."
Murphy was right in silence-no matter how familiar he was with the law of the jungle, he heard this idea for the first time, but the words he wanted to refute were swallowed back after seeing the old man’s vicissitudes of his face. When colliding with an egg, we will choose to stand on the side of the egg, so we choose to agree to your request. The meaning of life is not to destroy others to achieve self, and true splendor is not to achieve amazing ambitions. "
The slightly shabby voodoo members of the camp gradually left. The summoner who had not spoken left this sentence that made Murphy think for a long time before the back fell into the darkness. The snow was flying, and these were forced into the forest by the Holy See For hundreds of years, people have put on the cloak of the cloak as usual, and there is no point of killing.
The brief stunnedness caused by the conflict of values ​​quickly disappeared, and the sight turned back. The team of the referee left by the voodoo believers has basically been annihilated. The only powerful low-level swordsman is clear and conscious, but there is no threat. Words-Sphinx stared quietly at the people in front of him. The captain of the Sundial, who was shocked to speak, asked with a trembling voice: "You... are pagans?"
"Pagans, how many innocent people have these three words used to kill you? The meaning of the existence of the white robe is to kill all people with different beliefs. I say that, right?"
Murphy stared down at the magic steel dagger in his hand. The only campfire left in the camp stretched the shadow of Murphy. The young and mature face was no longer childish a year ago.
"Members of the Valiant Tribunal were under siege at the voodoo sect's stronghold, which was almost a collective martyrdom. Unfortunately, you cannot continue to fight for your so-called honor."
Sphinx's poisonous tail lifted up, and the great swordsman who always kept awake was frightened and wanted to struggle. The last thing he saw in his vision was the figure of a teenager turning away.
Behind him, following the two heretical rulings, it has been a long time since I've seen... or said blooded executions.