680. Action

Feiying City's temperature had already plunged to bitter cold. Bob, the head of the Punishment Squad's Holy Warriors and one of Wu Ming's enforcers, wore a Black Trench Coat and strode through the city streets with an air that warned everyone to keep their distance.

After dealing with several Evil Cult cases on the strength of the Oracle, Bob had become an experienced cult hunter. He had developed an extraordinary instinct for spotting fanatics, and after making a round of investigations, he had a pretty good idea of what was going on.

I've confirmed five suspicious locations, and there are three people I suspect of being cultists. I can report back to the Pope now...

Muttering to himself, Bob made a gesture over his chest. "This is all thanks to Our Lord's protection."

Wu Ming's followers weren't all priests. Bathed in "divine power," some of his warriors were also developing into Holy Warriors.

As the head of the Punishment Samurai Order, whom Wu Ming paid special attention to, Bob had received more "divine power" than anyone else—almost more than Lena and Carter.

Now Bob felt as though his body had not only recovered from every old injury, but had also been granted a new lease on life. His senses, too, had been tremendously sharpened.

For instance, a twitch of his ear was enough to tell him that two men had been skulking after him for an entire block, several dozen meters behind.

Cultists? Or some other faction?

Deep in thought, Bob turned into an alley.

The two men behind him hurried after him, only to find a lone wall blocking their way.

"Damn it, he got away!"

One of them immediately shouted in frustration.

"Why would I run?"

Bob's mocking voice suddenly rang out.

"Don't move!"

The two men immediately