Chapter 238 04.0237: "Be careful of people with empty eyes"

"Not only do I know who you caught, I also know what you want to know."

Hearing what the visitor said, Horatio winked, and Louise picked up a pen and paper from the table, and at the same time quietly activated the audio and video recording machine hidden in the room.

"An Avenger, interesting, please continue."

"My family has been devoted to the Corpse Guild for hundreds of years. By working diligently with corpses and performing our duties meticulously in the hive city, we have won the recognition of many guild colleagues in the Guild Alliance and thus obtained our current status.

Until one day, a scum, an ungrateful villain who was trusted and cultivated by the guild, betrayed us.

When he invited important members of our family to inspect the area he managed, he deliberately lured them into a vicious trap he had carefully designed, then brutally murdered everyone and turned them into corpse starch. "

The strange woman became more and more angry as she spoke, her silver-black eyes staring straight into Horatio's eyes, which was very creepy:
"He usurped our family's position in the chaos and hunted down the remaining members of our family with all his might. Then, nine years ago, a great change occurred in Abyssal Port. He relied on political speculation to support the Guild Alliance to come to power and completely secured his seat.

Later, he suddenly fell ill and went crazy. He had to pass the seat to his son and disappeared without a trace. People speculated whether this was the son's replication of his father's deeds.

But it was all a cover-up, a shameless lie. He actually became the Lord of Carnivores and slipped into the dark Under Lair, where he began to develop his cult. "

At this point, she giggled morbidly, and her silver eyes and black pupils nested in each other's eye sockets looked even more terrifying.

"Until that day, I poured a basin of mercury mixed with psychic ashes on his head, and then watched him being arrested by you."

"It's you." Horatio crossed his arms and observed every move of this terrifying woman.

He straightened his upper body and leaned back, leaning back in the soft ergonomic office chair, and asked, "So, you chose to come here, what do you want to get?"

The woman raised her hand, and her slender fingers grasped deftly, and a silver coin appeared in her empty hand, which she held to show Horatio.

Horatio looked at the strange and terrifying vulture-man mark on the silver coin and recognized it at a glance.

"You are eager to know what this is. I can tell you. As for my conditions, you will know them immediately."

The woman giggled, and her strange laughter echoed in the office, adding three points to the cold and terrifying atmosphere.
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The Inquisitor's eyes were completely white, overflowing with psychic light, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

This was not only because the scarlet blessing of the Lord of Carnivorousness was also reflected in his mind, causing a mental shock to him, but also because he knew that he had caught the right person.

[A big fish.] He couldn't help but snort coldly.

The meat-eating lord in front of him turned out to be the former president of the Corpse Guild who had retired to the second line and disappeared decades ago.

At the beginning, the young man inherited his family's hereditary position and became the head of a district in the Corpse Guild.

While others were still harvesting and dismembering corpses mechanically and without art, he explored the ultimate secrets of flesh and skulls through countless dismemberments. Accompanying corpses day after day, he became more and more addicted to the taboo and crazy cannibalism, which eventually attracted a tiny glance from the Blood God.

Then, there was the heinous betrayal... the ruthless murder... the cruel destruction of the body...

Eventually, he ascended to the position of President of the Corpse Guild.

In the next memory fragment, he had messy long hair and looked like a madman, talking excitedly to his son.

"The master has ordered us to seek revenge... tear apart those who betrayed us, otherwise we will lose everything we have gained..."

Words like that.

The Inquisitor roughly understood that the purpose of the large-scale ceremony prepared by the Lord of Carnivorous that day was not only to cause chaos on the planet and create more killings to please the Blood God.

He also wanted to completely overturn the table and destroy a force that betrayed him and his master.

This was the condition his master promised to upgrade him to the 'Lord of the Eight-Direction Harvest'.

The crown of killing that he had long dreamed of would be awarded to him upon completion of this task.

Otherwise, He would make him lose everything.

Just as the Inquisitor was looking down intently.

Suddenly, the scene in my memory flashed and turned into an old, hunchbacked vulture man.

It slowly turned its dry, old, creepy, rotting vulture face towards the Inquisitor, and nothing could be seen in its empty eye sockets.

At first, the Inquisitor thought this was a first-person perspective, and the Vulture Man was looking at the Carnivore Lord in his memory.

Suddenly, the Vulture Man slammed the magic wand in his hand to the ground, and an unstoppable blue-purple psychic power shot towards the Inquisitor like an arrow.

!!!

Ravenno was startled, and the consciousness in the spiritual world hurriedly dodged the arrow.

Sensing something was wrong, he wanted to urgently interrupt the infiltration of spiritual energy, but he found that a thick barrier had somehow separated him from his physical body, preventing his consciousness from returning.

Whoosh!
Another lightning arrow shot over, and he, who had already materialized, raised his hand and mobilized his psychic power to try to block it.

With a bang, he was knocked flying and hit hard against an invisible wall.

His nervousness permeated the air, and in his spiritual world, according to his common sense, it manifested as beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. As they dripped, they became blurred and disappeared. He quickly stood up and touched the wall behind him with his hand.

When he touched it with his spirit that wanted to penetrate it, it only caused a ripple, and a strong force hindered his intention to penetrate. [Be careful of people with empty eyes.] The words that the master had said suddenly appeared in his mind.

This was one of the mystical teachings that Inquisitor Eisenhorn passed on to his master, and his master passed it on to him.

He dodged to the side and avoided the incoming attack, but he didn't expect that another psychic arrow would split out and follow closely.

He was about to be hit if he couldn't dodge in time.

"Inquisitor! Inquisitor!"

Horatio, who came here to visit Ravenno, called out many times without success. He realized something was wrong and began to try to give him physical warnings by patting him on the shoulder.

"He should be able to hear me, right?" Seeing that he didn't respond and his eyes were still white, Horatio asked his three agents.

The woman with the Shuriken frowned slightly in worry and walked forward to take a closer look.

"Lord Ravenno."

Suddenly, she saw red blood oozing from the Inquisitor's eyes.

"God Emperor! He's bleeding! Start the emergency procedure!" the woman screamed.

Thei, who came with Horatio, had his eyes light up, and he immediately picked up the bucket of holy water next to him and poured it on the Inquisitor, soaking him completely.

The standing judge suddenly lost strength and fell backwards, and the strong man held him up.

Then, his body began to twitch again.

"What's wrong with him?" Horatio was confused. Even though he was a time traveler, there were too many weird things in this world, and many things were completely beyond his understanding.

"Mind reading backfires. Mind reading is not always smooth sailing. On the contrary, using psychic power itself is an extremely dangerous thing, not to mention this kind of delicate operation involving consciousness leaving the body. The stronger the opponent's psychic power and the deeper the mystery of the subspace they are infected with, the greater the risk." Thei said to Horatio:

"Slap him. The harder the better, but don't smack his brains out."

Faced with the strange request to wake up, Horatio was stunned at first, but he immediately did it.

Slap! Slap! Two fierce slaps on the face, the judge's face quickly became red and swollen.

"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!" After twitching for a while, the inquisitor, whose body was stiff, suddenly began to cough violently.

The pupils of his eyes, which had rolled upwards to completely white, returned to their center position.

He sat up suddenly, rolled his eyes, and nervously observed the surrounding environment, constantly squeezing his lungs and gasping for breath.

"God, I was scared to death. It was really thrilling."

He sat for a long time before he sat up shakily.

Horatio felt the flesh-eating lord's pulse and shook his head: "He's dead."

"Damn it, the mind-reading backfired at the critical moment!" The wet Inquisitor stood up and looked at Horatio:

“I only know that his son, the current president of the Corpse Guild, is the key to our breakthrough of the enemy’s tight defense, but later I was attacked by a weird vulture man with psychic power.

But at this time, it is not easy to raid private residences, especially those of nobles, and alerting them would expose our actions."

"On this issue." The woman with a gloomy aura floated in like a ghost.

The Inquisitor stared at her and recognized her figure.

This is the woman who poured a basin of mercury on the meat-eating lord.

"I think I can help you."

"So? Who are you? Why should I believe you?" The inquisitor asked, staring at the strange eyes.

"Because the mansion he lives in was once our family's property."

The Inquisitor glanced at Horatio, expressing his suspicion and distrust of this unidentified woman.

"Perhaps I should give you a 'loyalty test' first. After all, I don't have time to do a detailed regular background check on you."

Horatio looked at the woman, he knew what the 'loyalty test' the Inquisitor was talking about, he even knew that his ancestor Speyer had discovered the signs of Abaddon's invasion in the early days of the Gothic War, but because he was born in a world where a rebellion had taken place, he was personally given a 'loyalty test' by Inquisitor Horst for safety reasons.

That is, in a closed room, the test subject is tied to a steel seat, then connected to a neural connector, receives thought indoctrination, and the interrogator induces the true thoughts of the person being interrogated.

The whole process was as painful and torturous as being handcuffed into a redemption mecha.

At this moment, Horatio's communicator rang, and the number showed that it was dialed from the Fleet Security Command's dedicated line.

He pressed the connect button and Lina's voice came from inside.

"Mr. Cochran, there are three urgent messages that you need to know immediately. I went to your office just now, but couldn't find you, so I had to use encrypted communication to contact you."

(End of this chapter)