The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 50 The decisive battle begins!

The door was sealed by the runes of [Secret Lock], and the secret symbols symbolizing order shone brightly, illuminating the dim morning and preventing any outsiders from trying to open it.

Bright red liquid flowed on the floor and out of the door.

But every experienced adventurer understands that the rogue’s nimble fingers are not the only option to open the door——

"Step aside!"

Jacks raised the magic halberd, his muscles suddenly exerting force.

【Powerful attack】

The halberd was smashed out, and the wooden door of the room shattered.

The scene in the room catches the eye——

Chabron, whose facial features were bleeding, lay on the floor in a pool of red.

Jax breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the scene in front of him.

Because the red liquid is not blood - this is probably the only lucky thing.

In the sky, the pale silver celestial eagle was carrying an empty glass bottle - a bottle containing healing potion.Just now, according to the instructions given by its master in advance, it poured the healing potion on him when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. (note)

The halo representing positive energy was lighting up on the comatose Chabron, and the life-calling elixir was repairing his damaged internal organs and skin.

Theoretically, because of the [Aura of Rules] on his body, Xia Bolan does not need any physiological buffering. Raising his HP to 1 is enough for him to regain consciousness, wake up and get up, and share the identified secrets with other strangers.

But the sight cast by the god also severely damaged his spirit, making it impossible for him to wake up immediately even if he was treated.

Matruh immediately used his extraordinary medical knowledge to check Shabron's body and determined that the blond boy in his arms was not in danger.

Afterwards, he and Jax carried Chabron to the bed.

The old priest Matru said calmly:

"Xia Bron is not seriously injured, but with the help of the prophecy ritual, he saw something very scary, and it may take some time to wake up."

Behind the silver-haired old priest, another silver-haired child, An Luo, followed:

"Before brother Xia Bron fell into coma, did he see... the way for us to leave Wind's Breath Town, or even the answer to calm all the abnormalities?"

Matru looked at the unconscious blond boy on the bed and sighed softly:
"maybe."

Jacks stared at Chabron on the bed - the little priest's face, which was originally as delicate as a porcelain doll, was now as pale as snow.Then, the man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jakes speculated that Chabron must have just seen something scary.He had not directly incurred an attack from the great being, otherwise the young man would have been wiped out after the divine punishment came down.

Jax wanted to say something, but there was no time——

Just then, the piercing siren sounded!
The [Alarm Art] Arya arranged around the house in advance was triggered.
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At the same time, the black cat demon pet, which had been observing the situation by the window, also conveyed uneasiness and fear to its owner through [Psychic Connection]——

Everyone saw the scene outside the window:

Armed with batons or machetes, the townsfolk of Wind's End were like puppets on strings, approaching Jacks' house in groups.

Negotiations with the Iron Book failed, or perhaps it never expected to succeed in the first place.

Walking at the front of the crowd were five grinning scarecrows dressed in coarse cloth - their bodies, arms and legs were all made of cut wood tied with ropes, with broken strips of cloth covering their skeletons. Mixed with glass and straw.Their carved faces have vacant stares, with burning light emanating from their eyeholes.
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With a hand knife, Jakes destroyed the only tin book in the house.He handed the treasured pistol to his nephew An Luo:
"Aim this gun at the heads of all who attack you, as Uncle Victor taught you before. If necessary, drink the blood awakening potion in the bag at any time."

The silver-haired boy An Luo took the pistol and was silent, just nodding lightly.

Then he turned to his orange-haired niece:
"Arya, just like you said in front of the brazier yesterday afternoon - please use your power to protect everyone."

The mage girl Arya clenched her short wand and put it on her chest. She tried hard to salute like the adult mage, and then nodded vigorously:
"Please, leave it to Arya!"

It's like going back to the days of old adventures.Jacks put on the [Tranquility Helmet], checked the [Acceleration Wing Boots] on his feet, pinned the last bottle of magic potion left from past adventures on his waist, and summoned the enchanted halberd and the fine gold covering his body. Plate Armor - The enchantment on them allows the owner to summon them with a command.

"Uncle, we are going to fight."

The man opened the door and stood in front of it.

Jacks' usual cheerful and decadent expression was gone. His facial features were like hard and powerful sculptures, and his eyes were sharp and deep.

Above his head, the twilight of dawn and the remaining darkness of night were competing for territory on the sky. A clear dividing line divided the day and the night.

Behind him are houses, and behind them is the rising sun; in front of him, in the direction of the remnants of the night, groups of townspeople are shouting slogans, smashing walls, and rushing into gardens.

Ahead, the line of punishing foreigners is very long, they dragged their families to do this——

The twilight old man was pulled up from the hospital bed and carried on his back, just to participate in the "encirclement and suppression of those who disobey the order"; the mother held the infant in her arms to show that the unweaned baby had not escaped from the battle and could avoid punishment.

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

"death penalty!"

The deafening slogans were heard one after another!
Slogans are the pillars of a group, the link that keeps the soul in order, and the baton that directs where anger is directed.

The holy book has already issued the strictest instructions, and even not trying hard enough to eliminate the foreign thugs is considered a betrayal.

If Jacks' opponent is an armed force wearing armor and holding weapons, he will naturally not intend to confront them head-on, but will consider using other tactics to avoid head-on confrontation.But now, in front of him is nothing more than a ragtag group composed mainly of civilians, which cannot be compared with professional soldiers or militiamen.

The weight of the enchanted adamantine plate falls evenly on the body.Jakes seems to have relived the moment when he faced a sea of ​​monsters in his old adventures.

What if it was one of them standing in his position?The little gentleman Richard may cast illusions that are more real than reality, and reshape the town of Windless with words and fantasies; as for her, when she encounters the situation in front of her, she will call on the divine power of the "Death Whisper Girl" to directly intervene ?
He thought again of General Victor (who was not yet a general at that time).

The words of this conservative and hawkish officer still echoed in Jacks' ears:

"Terrorist attacks, slavery, drug trafficking, human trafficking... crimes are not lessened by the number of perpetrators.

“If there is one person who traffics in human beings, that person will be put to death; if there are 10 people who traffic in people, 10 people will be put to death.

“If a kingdom or a nation is a terrorist, then a kingdom will be overthrown and a nation will be wiped out.

"Sometimes the world is so simple."
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Getting rid of the old memories, Jacks took a step forward, stepping on the ground to form a circle. The halberd in his hand outlined the area in the air. Using the inhuman body of this world and the supernatural principles of human mechanics, the unfailing sentinel constructed a unique Martial arts stance.

"My little Chabran, I'm so sorry, maybe when you wake up," the man pointed his halberd forward, and muttered to himself, "you need to walk through the sea of ​​corpses."

(Note: Why is the potion not meant for drinking, but poured on the body? Of course it is a tribute to the healing puddle where potions are thrown in "Divinity Original Sin 3".)
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