Chapter 7 01.0007: "People in the Hive rely on their acting skills"

Horatio leaned against the door with his back, and a group of people ran out from outside.

It’s not that these people are stupid. Normal people in danger would not move in the opposite direction like them. It would be more normal to focus the search on the periphery of the vehicle.

"Are they done?" Horatio said, breathing heavily. "They are gathering back. I'm afraid they are going to search the monastery."

"98%……"

"99%……"

[99%, 99%.]
[Why is it still 99%?]
The Huntress stared at the Thinker's screen, which remained at 99%, and was extremely anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

"Stuck..." She tried to use several retry codes, but none of them could make the Thinker's 'brain' turn around.

[Is this girl an untouchable? Otherwise, how could she be the same as the Machine Soul?] Horatio frowned.

Untouchables are also called soulless ones. If psychics are the positive pole, then soulless ones are the negative pole.

The stronger the Untouchable, the stronger their power to counter psychic energy, but their aura will also be more offensive, and even machine spirits will repel them.

Come to think of it, this female hunter's aura has indeed been unpleasant since the first time I met her.

"Excuse me." Horatio strode over with his fist raised high.

Bang! The Thinker's wetware box filled with life-support fluid shook violently.

Horatio smashed the processing center of the Thinker Array with his iron fist. The screen turned red and several errors appeared, but soon, these errors disappeared one by one.

『++Transfer completed++』

The ancestral technique of awakening the great machine soul will never go out of date!

Click—the storage board jumped out of the slot, and Farida immediately pulled out the storage board and walked to Horatio.

"Walk."

dong dong——

There was a knock on the door.

"Hey, the officiating priest wants you to..."

Seeing that there was only one person outside the door, Horatio opened the door with great momentum. Without giving the other party any time to react, he grabbed the man's collar with one hand and stabbed him in the throat with the backhand knife.

"Ugh! Cough!"

The knife went in and out, and blood splattered all over the wall.

『+Soul Fire: 4/20+』

The smell of blood made Horatio uncomfortable. He looked at the sharp knife dripping with blood and wondered if he had killed more people than the total number of people he had killed in his lifetime in just a few hours.

"We can't stay here for long. They will find the body soon."

"let's go."

The two of them carefully groped their way to a three-way intersection. After experiencing the shock of the information just now, Farida seemed a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by Horatio and dragged into a dark and narrow corridor.

Farida's heart tightened, and she subconsciously tried to break free and draw her gun, but she saw Horatio frowning with a serious look on his face.

"Shh!"

Horatio leaned against the wall, listening attentively.

"The people in the mail room are dead! Find them! Find them alive or dead! The chief priest will never let them go!" A man's voice could be heard faintly.

Horatio heard the sound fading away and cautiously stuck his head out to see a large patrol passing by.

"It's safe for now, what should we do next?"

Farida walked in front of Horatio and used the auspicious device to scan the interior structure.

"We have to hurry. After we pass this row of toilets, the organ corridor leading to the upper floor is in front of us. I will lead the way."

"it is good."

Just as they walked a short distance, the toilet door suddenly opened outwards, blocking their way. The Huntress immediately raised her gun.

"Phew, so comfortable."

A man with a gun walked out without even putting on his pants.

The female hunter was caught off guard and met him face to face. She was stunned and excited, and pulled the trigger before she even aimed at the man's head, shooting through the man's neck.

[A shot to the neck won't make you lose your ability to react!]
Horatio quickly aimed at the head and pulled the trigger to shoot again.

The man's eyes suddenly became dull and he fell to the ground.

Even though Horatio reacted as quickly as he could, the opponent's spastic finger, which was already on the trigger, pulled the trigger reflexively before he fell to the ground.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the long and narrow corridor, announcing the arrival of battle.

Horatio patted the huntress on the shoulder and used sign language to communicate tactics, and the two of them immediately staggered and moved forward in a cross-direction.

After a while, the footsteps in front became more and more frequent, and he could already hear the enemy's shouting from a distance.

"Lost lamb, believer of the false emperor! As long as you lay down your weapons, I promise you that you will enjoy the blessing of God! The ultimate happiness in the world! If not..."

The man's voice didn't sound like the officiant's, and he seemed to think it was the huntress holding Horatio down.

"I will pull out your ribs, spine, and coccyx one by one and make them into whips to whip your superstitions. I will make you feel extreme pain before you die!"

Horatio hid at the corner and peeked out, only to see a tall and thin gentleman wearing an exquisite khaki tuxedo, a gold-embroidered top hat, and a butterfly mask on his face hiding behind a bunker. He had a sinister and arrogant face and was shouting through the sound array system.

This person is well-known and should be a small or medium-sized leader.

Normally it would be hard to associate such a well-dressed gentleman with the Lower Hive, but if he were a follower of Slaanesh, then everything would make sense.

The empire is not short of such unkind rich men who live a comfortable life but have nothing better to do than take pleasure in the suffering of the poor.

Horatio surveyed the situation.

The enemy outnumbers us. How can we divide and defeat them before they can surround us from both sides?
Horatio thought for a moment.

Yes! Take advantage of information asymmetry!
They didn't know that they, the death row inmate, had formed a united front with the Commissioner of the Ministry of Justice.

His blue eyes sparkled. [+Ms. Hood, can you play a play with me? +]

【+What? +】

The Huntress half-knelt on the ground, ready for battle, her mind highly focused on the upcoming head-on confrontation, but was interrupted by the guy's call.

[You are so busy and still talking about acting...]
[Is he trying to pretend to be a cultist? Pretending to convert, only to regret it later?
Betraying the Emperor is a serious crime and taboo. Even false faith will be noticed by the evil gods and lead to corruption.]
Farida glared resentfully at Horatio who was standing opposite her with her almond-shaped eyes.

【+I think…+】

Farida listened to Horatio's description of his plan with a displeased look on her face, her finger already on the off button of the communicator.

If he had any idea of ​​betraying the Lord of Mankind, she would immediately hang up and eliminate the evil for the Emperor.

Horatio spoke his mind.

The girl's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed as Horatio spoke.

[It seems that what this guy said is not impossible...?]——
"I'll give you one last chance!" the gentleman shouted impatiently.

The cultists under his command had already aimed their guns at the corner of the dark corridor.

"Sir! I don't want to die! I have subdued this cop! Come quickly! I can't hold him back anymore!" A young man's timid voice came from the alley in front of him.

"Good!" The gentleman was overjoyed and clapped his hands excitedly, completely disregarding the decent image he was trying to maintain.

"Go! Those in the front, go and provide support!"

A group of cultists walked out from behind cover and headed toward the alley with guns drawn.

When their figures were reflected on the wall opposite the corner by the light of the searchlight, Horatio quickly maneuvered backwards and told the huntress to let the men go into the corner before attacking.

The gentleman was very proud of himself, with his hands on his hips, watching his men walk around the corner of the alley.

Soon, the dark alley was illuminated by the flash of fire from the gun muzzle.

At first, the gentleman was shocked and confused.

"Sir! The female cop is out of control, save me! She's going to kill me!" Horatio pretended to scream and gave him another shot of cardiac stimulant.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the gentleman slapped his thigh and could no longer sit still.

"That's a precious sacrifice! Quick! You bunch of idiots, bring him out! If you can't catch the woman, just kill her!"

Except for the guards who were protecting the gentleman, everyone else rushed forward and poured into the alley.

Boom! There was the sound of a grenade exploding in the alley, followed by more intense gunfire.

The gentleman gasped and bit his scarf nervously.

After a long while, everything seemed to be settled.

A vigilante holding a burdensome prisoner facing so many people would definitely be caught or killed.

"Where's the female cop?"

"Dead." The young man's voice came from inside, but the man didn't notice the indifference in his tone this time.

The man stood up and sighed, "What a pity. Look at the photo and see what a beautiful noble chick she is. I wanted to compete with the Master Priest to see who will get there first..."

Just as he was about to adjust his scarf, the lace white cloth slipped off his collar because he pulled it too hard.

Snapped!
The man sat down on the ground, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

If he hadn't been about to bend down to pick it up, the bullet shot from the darkness would have already made a big hole in his head.

Soon, the man felt a burning pain on his cheek. He reached out his hand tremblingly and wiped it, and the pain became quite intense.

When he put his hand in front of his eyes again, it was covered with bright red. Judging from the bumpy feeling just now, he might have rubbed off a piece of meat.

A stun grenade was thrown.

"Ah! Ah!" the gentleman screamed in panic, his face turned pale, as if what appeared in the darkness was not a person but a ghost.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!" He couldn't believe what he saw.

They were two fully armed soldiers, well-trained and coordinated, moving forward in a cross-direction, firing in an orderly manner and providing covering fire.

The guards around them were no match for the two men. Many of them were killed and fell to the ground without even firing a shot, just like a well-trained special forces soldier killing a gangster who robbed a gas station with ease.

As a noble from a prominent naval family in Abyss Port, how could that little girl team up with a death row inmate? !

Brainwashing! It must be brainwashing!

How could that death row kid cooperate so well with the cops?

This is impossible!

If he had not seen the message sent by the insider, he would have every reason to believe that Horatio Cochrane was an undercover agent sent by the Ministry of Justice.

The situation was completely beyond his expectations. The gentleman climbed up the spiral staircase in a hurry and didn't even bother to pick up his luxurious woolen hat when it fell off.

Plop! Thump.

As the last militant fell to the ground, Horatio changed the magazine and the Huntress tried to chase the fleeing guy.

"Don't chase an enemy, Miss Hood." Horatio stopped her when he saw that she had disappeared in the spiral staircase, and took a look at the progress of the Soul Fire.

『+Soul Fire: 15/20+』

"why."

Farida looked puzzled: "Now is a good opportunity for us to kill our way to the top of the tower."

"Believe me, there are five or six times more people up there than this group, and there's a super big guy waiting for us. We have no chance of winning if we go up there."

The reason why Horatio dared to say this was that he had just activated the omen fragment again and saw enemies that were several times larger than himself, as well as a huge Ogryn ape covered in steel armor.

Horatio had seen these big guys in the game Dark Tide. They were a legal sub-race in the empire. They generally had low IQs, but were terrifyingly powerful.

And the guy he saw from the fragments was also a lot bigger than the one he had seen in the game.

"Okay, so what do you think we should do next?" she asked.

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