Chapter 131

The priest showed no mercy. While Yuki was shooting, he crawled over like a spider, his long robe arching and tearing on his back, from which two black arms grew out.

As he sprinted, he groped around and picked up a machete, then spun around like a top.

It's fast, and the technique is pretty good too.

Yuki raised an eyebrow, advancing instead of retreating.

Lowering his left hand that held the gun, he raised his knife and charged forward. Facing the incoming wood-chopping knife, he slightly turned his body and saw that the ground had been cut with a mark about a meter deep. A distinct energy wave traveled forward along the ground and, with a crack, split the tree in two.

Tsk, they're definitely not in the same league.

The previous priest was ambushed by him, but this was a real head-on fight. His strength, speed, and skills were incomparable to those of ordinary townspeople.

I saw him reach on the ground with his other two hands, first thrusting a pitchfork, then aiming a hunting rifle. His movements were so fast they left afterimages, and so fluid.

Bang!

After the gunshot, a crater appeared in the ground. Yuki had already stepped on the gun barrel, and the powerful force bent the barrel. The next moment, he stepped on the barrel and stabbed the other man in the throat with his knife.

Call out.

The long sword flew like an arrow, but fortunately the priest reacted extremely quickly, instantly releasing his grip on the gun and rolling backward like a spider. The silver light he drew formed a wall of swords, deflecting Yuki's second strike.

In the blink of an eye, with a few flashes, he retreated ten meters away, then lay on the ground, watching the swordsmen who were approaching one after another.

Strange, why hasn't there been any support yet?

The battle had only been going on for ten minutes, but it had already caused quite a commotion. Logically speaking, the entire Yadu Town should have been in an uproar, turning into a raging flood of Divine Punishment.

To this day, only the few dozen men he brought up the mountain are still fighting.

"These outsiders are suspicious; they're deliberately lying in ambush on us!"

The priest wasn't stupid; this was clearly a battlefield that had been prepared in advance. He quickly shouted, "Don't worry about me, go down the mountain and report!"

The townspeople who had already rushed to reinforce were stunned. In that brief moment of hesitation, Yuki, who had rushed past them, had already killed several people.

Perhaps frightened, or perhaps out of obedience, they scattered like birds and beasts, running down the mountain.

Yuki slashed down another one from behind, a sharp gust of wind already coming from behind his head.

Clang!

Two machetes struck the middle of the long sword with tremendous force, causing Yuki's knees to bend slightly. He looked up and saw the priest's sorrowful yet resolute face.

"Your opponent is me!"

While suppressing him, the pitchfork stabbed at Yuki's back, but the reddish-gray mist was like a quagmire, and the forceful thrust failed to pierce through Yuki.

With a significant increase in defense, even a 0.5-second delay is enough for Yuki.

Zheng--

With a piercing metallic scraping sound, Yuki slanted sword, then turned and slashed back, drawing a bright arc.

The priest jumped up, watching the knife glide past his feet. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the other man raise his left hand and press the Black Hole muzzle of a gun against his chest.

Bang!!

With a knife in one hand and a pistol in the other, it was impossible to defend against. A flower of blood bloomed in the air, and the priest's mangled body flew more than ten meters away, smashing a pile of tombstones.

He was incredibly resilient; even with only a third of his body remaining and still panting, he didn't care about Yuki approaching with a gun, and turned his gaze to the side.

My mission is complete.

"Out-of-towners are here!"

"Everyone, come and kill them!"

The surviving townspeople rushed out, running and shouting, some even firing shots into the air.

Once the message gets out, it will bring hundreds or even thousands of reinforcements. There are many people in the church who are stronger than me. This outsider is doomed.

Despite being riddled with holes, he wore a relieved smile, but unfortunately, the smile quickly froze.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The whistling sound of arrows piercing the air reached their ears. The thick fog obscured the outcome, but the shouts faded away one by one, indicating that someone had managed to accurately shoot them down through the fog.

If you are focused and undistracted, you True Shot, Sure Hit.

Yuki lowered his eyes, as if he could see a helmeted girl drawing her bow and shooting an arrow from a high vantage point.

Here, no one would disturb her, and she didn't need to see through the thick fog to aim. She simply drew her bow with a textbook-perfect posture, and the arrow would naturally hit the enemy.

"A very good skill, but its power is too weak. However, it's enough to deal with these unsuspecting townspeople." Yuki walked over to the priest, who was struggling to get up, and pressed the muzzle of his gun directly against the priest's forehead. With a little force, he pushed the priest back onto the tombstone.

"Next time, remember not to say such passionate lines."

Bang!

Chapter Twenty-Six: Creating a Deceptive Situation

The gunshots echoed, then quickly fell silent.

The cemetery remained as deathly as ever, only now the air carried a stronger smell of blood. Listening closely, the shouts of the townspeople were no longer audible.

It's over?

The Moon Bow fell from the treetop. It first went to retrieve the arrows and saw more than a dozen townspeople lying on the ground, all with arrows in their backs, and they did not resist until they died.

"It's just like hunting." Moon Bow had never hunted so comfortably before, and it could be said that it brought its characteristics to the Limit.

What's even more amazing is that this time there was no cover whatsoever; it was as simple as shooting a rabbit.

"You don't need to lift a finger. Just hide on the only path down the mountain and shoot at them. Cover? Not necessary. These believers value their mission more than their lives. They won't waste time on you just to escape and deliver a message."

The man's words echoed in her mind, and the girl took a soft breath. It turned out he was right; she had no need to be anxious at all.

How insidious! They meticulously plotted against the enemy.

For the first time, she felt intellectually suppressed, and quietly raised her guard several levels. After taking several deep breaths, she returned to the main battlefield, passed through the thick fog, and slightly widened her eyes.

By the light of the scattered torches, she saw a scene of purgatory, with severed limbs everywhere, and dozens of believers had all died in this small area.

A blood-soaked man, leaning on a knife, sat lost in thought on a broken tombstone, with the mangled corpse of a priest beside him.

It's not just the suppression of intelligence, but also the fear brought by power.

The girl instantly suspected that the man, standing still, could make her lose her bearings with just a glance. The oppressive feeling made her stop in her tracks, but her pride made her grit her teeth and force herself to approach.

She acknowledged the gap, but refused to be underestimated by the other party.

"The job was done, and no one escaped."

"Very good, my arrangement was indeed correct. Even with insufficient strength, it can still be of great use."

What do you mean I'm not good enough? Okay, even if it's true, you can't say it out loud.

Moon Bow was taken aback, releasing a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, but as he slightly raised his ankle, he almost couldn't help but stomp his foot in frustration.

Yuki didn't notice the girl's little actions; he had just earned another achievement.

[Player Yuki, you are judging evil, and have gained 1 enhancement point.]

This time, they Killing Spree, slaughtering two priests and dozens of fanatical believers. Adding to those killed the previous night, the total number was nearly a hundred, which is quite a lot considering the population of Yadu Town.

That's far from enough. A gray-robed priest is still quite powerful. According to the Phantom Thief, there's much more in the church, including a basement full of unknowns.

Quantitative changes failed to achieve qualitative changes, which is equivalent to wasted effort, but Yuki didn't panic. The real show was just beginning.

As for how to use the enhancement points? That's a no-brainer.

"Invest enhancement points to perform a second forging of the Hunter's Firearm."

Normally, forging can only be done three times. However, in the previous brief episode, Yuki had already forged the Nameless Longsword three times, so this time he didn't hesitate to forge the musket.

Similar to the 'sharpness' concept of the longsword, the forged Hunter's Firearm has only one effect:

Improving the load-bearing capacity of firearms allows them to be infused with more vital energy without exploding.

Yuki is using an item-based strategy, but he's a very skilled one, concentrating a large number of upgrade points on just a few items.

"Let's go, prepare for the next wave of attacks." Yuki leaned on his sword and stood up. Apart from the enhancement points, he had actually gained more Demon Heart than lost, and he was advancing over the corpses.

Moon Bow didn't move, instead asking, "If we keep killing like this, the Church will eventually pay close attention to us."

"That will happen sooner or later. Don't forget that we're just stalling for time right now." Yuki replied patiently, glancing at his watch and smiling. "The town's residents aren't unlimited, and the fanatics are their core base, not worthless cannon fodder."

"You want them to hesitate?"

"That's right, I want to kill them until they're filled with suspicion." Yuki stroked the hilt of his sword and placed the second chess piece down. "Don't forget, we're not the only outsiders being hunted."

The sky began to lighten, but Taiyi yesterday, the believers who had been busy all night did not go home. Instead, they gathered in the square, holding torches.

The church had already noticed something was wrong; they didn't even need to take a headcount to realize that many believers were missing.

"The search has failed; none of the people who went to the cemetery have returned." The old man in white looked towards the west of the town.

The fog there was so thick that only a small hill could be vaguely discerned, like the mouth of Abyss Grade swallowing life.

It's normal that there was no response when the first group went in; it would take dozens of people an entire night to thoroughly check everything. But it's not normal that no one came out to report back.

Out of goodwill, the church sent a second group of more than ten people to help, but they disappeared silently as they ventured deep into the fog.

This raised suspicions. Neither group came out to report the news. Could they have all gotten lost? Besides, that place was outside the sight of the gods.

The third group set off immediately, but their efforts were in vain until dawn.

There's definitely something wrong.

Even pigs know that outsiders are hiding inside, just as Yuki said—

The church is looking for more than just them.

"My lord, bodies have also been found in the northern market area. Judging from the marks, it was likely done by outsiders."

"Holy One, the same is true in the south. Some believers have been knocked unconscious. These outsiders should show goodwill towards us."

His subordinates kept reporting, passing the information to the old man in white. He pondered for a moment, then began to think.

According to God's guidance, the Yadu Town had no hostility towards outsiders; its enemies were limited to specific outsiders, and he acted in accordance with the guidance.

Without contact or coercion, he let outsiders experience the town's warmth on their own, until the factory was attacked and a priest in a purple robe fell. He then focused on finding the 'Judge'.

But the result disappointed him greatly. The only outsider (the Phantom Thief) who had goodwill towards the church also chose to betray it. As God's spokesperson, he began to take the initiative, but still gave him a chance to 'repent'.

There's no need to hide or resist; simply accept the baptism and become one of our own.

The result disappointed him even more; all the outsiders had scorned this opportunity, so don't blame me.

"There are seven outsiders in total," the sage said calmly. He didn't provide any game hints, but every resident of the town was his eyes.

"Yes, they are scattered in at least three places." A purple-robed priest, over three meters tall with a full face of hair, bowed. "One group still has hope of redemption, while the others should be punished."

The situation wasn't easy for them either; the game gave players identities, but it also imposed restrictions on the church.

According to God's will, 'killing all the foreigners' is unacceptable; their goal was clear from the beginning:

Uncover the Undercover, punish the Judge, and everyone else can be redeemed, even if they were just tricked by a cult member; personal emotions are always insignificant.

So where is the target? Which outsiders are beyond help?

The saint hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the cemetery. "That's the most dangerous place, where the Judge is most likely to be. And when daylight comes, God's gaze will return to the town, and the outsiders will have nowhere to hide."

Solving the biggest problem first is understandable. Another priest in purple robes stepped forward. "Mobilize the entire force?"

"How could that be? Outsiders are incredibly cunning. Don't forget that spies can evade God's gaze. What if they threaten the church?"

The saint gently shook his head. From his perspective, it was fine too. Since none of the outsiders had been baptized, how could they know the identities of the outsiders, let alone who was strong and who was weak?

The Judge is not the most dangerous; the spies hidden within are.

"Dimitri, take a hundred men and proceed cautiously, forcing the outsiders out." The saint made the decision, pointing to the tall, hairy priest. "If there's Judge inside, signal to send in more men to judge him. If it's another outsider, bring him back."

"Yes, sir." The priest in purple knelt on one knee, waved his hand, and nearly a hundred residents of Yadu Town, including five priests in gray robes, marched toward the cemetery.

The procession was long and impressive, finally getting serious. The saint still had most of his followers by his side. He looked around and waved gently.

"Everyone, disperse. Let's continue our peaceful lives. The Yadu Town won't be thrown into chaos by a few outsiders. But if you find them, bring them over. If all else fails—"

The saint turned and walked towards the church, his body hunched over, talking to himself.

"So at noon today, let us pray to God and ask for guidance."