"You're courting death."
Seeing Batou open fire directly, the old man shouted. Wolf fur rapidly sprouted all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a Werewolf. Then, using the wall for leverage, he lunged fiercely at Batou.
Batou snorted coldly. Light lit up on his chest, and a shockwave roared out, striking the Werewolf head-on. With a bang, the Werewolf crashed into the wall, fell down, and went still.
After dealing with the Werewolf, Batou began clearing out the remaining Demon Cultists. The others were both terrified and shocked. Those senators really were Demon Cultists?
Before long, Batou finished off the Demon Cultists. Without any nonsense, he left directly with the robots, looking extremely cool.
Not long after, some high-ranking Demon Cultists received the news and were furious. They had the president order Batou to restrain himself and forbade him from treating upper-class figures this way.
Although the President of America in this world was no saint either, he still had a sense of responsibility. He directly issued Batou an emergency order: "You may kill anyone suspected of being a Demon Cultist, but if innocent people are discovered afterward, you will face Judgment."
"I'd be happy to accept that order, though I know you're passing the buck. Oh, and 'passing the buck' is an Eastern expression. You can look up what it means."
Batou grinned. With the president's special authorization, he became even more unscrupulous. The moment a robot scanned someone and found a problem, he opened fire. A large number of Demon Cultists died at his hands.
The Demon Cultists were greatly alarmed and hurriedly left the conspicuous cities, hiding in uninhabited mountain regions. However, they did not stop their sacrifices. Instead, they became even more frenzied. Once My Lord Descends, all of