Because of their shared vision, the artillery did not need any attack to lock onto targets. It could fire shells from several kilometers away.
Faced with this situation, the Chief Executor, who had entered from behind, frowned and released a strange bird made of mud from his body.
After flying into the sky, the bird swept its gaze around and seemed to gather a vast amount of information.
"Order the troops to disperse and eliminate them one by one."
After issuing the order, the Inquisitor Knights rode their warhorses and charged in every direction.
The Holy Knights refused to be outdone and also had their army disperse into small squads.
After the mud bird flew overhead, its eyes flashed red, paralyzing the Cannon Fodder Misses along its route.
A Wind Blade struck it precisely, but only made the bird tremble a few times. It did not bring it down at all.
After several full hours of encirclement and extermination, the Cannon Fodder Misses retreated into the final defensive perimeter.
The ritual site, built from piled boulders, was filled with flayed creatures. It was exceptionally bloody.
"Another Blood Ritual?"
The Chief Executor walked over and used his sword to lift a corpse, only to discover that it was a human.
A deep sense of disgust rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Lord Executor, Bishop has already begun investigating them. It has now been confirmed that they are an organization called the Blood Cherry Society. Their anti-divination abilities are extremely strong, which also confirms the recent incidents."
"Hmph."
Hearing the Knight beside him, the Executor merely snorted coldly.
He was the one in the Heretic Tribunal who focused on warfare. He did not care about matters like divination.
As long as there were heretics to kill, that was enough.