119, One-Eyed Bishop, Dead!

The air gradually filled with a strong smell of gunpowder—the two sides' auras clashed, and anyone could see their eagerness to make a move.

Clearly, if they had the chance to eliminate a competing team here, neither side seemed to mind exposing a little of their identities.

The Church and Hell? Interesting...

Rimuru raised one eye and examined both sides' lineup—Hell was clearly led by the lively young girl, while behind her stood a slightly plump police officer, squinting as he recorded something with a perpetual smile. Besides them, the two people who had been knocked in through the door were also standing behind her.

Considering that most teams had around six or seven people, while this side only had four, were there still others who had not arrived?

Compared to Hell, which seemed to still be holding back, The Church appeared to have sent everyone.

Aside from the One-Eyed Bishop, who was obviously the leader, what caught Rimuru's attention even more was a girl surrounded by four beings who were all at least Sequence 5. Even Great Sage could not gauge her strength.

She wore an extravagant casual uniform and had been praying devoutly since earlier. Her face was not particularly beautiful, yet she was like an angel descended into the mortal world, making people feel as though they would gladly give their lives to cherish her.

Besides that, the NPC information provided by Great Sage was... the victim's daughter.

Good grief, the whole family had come out together? Weren't they afraid of dying neatly together too?!

Rimuru folded his arms and intended to watch coldly from the sidelines, but Lilith suddenly spoke. "Hey, are you trying to draw the Hunters' attention here?"

"If you want to fight, go somewhere else. Don't interfere with our investigation of the crime