MTL - Start a Core Pod

  Chapter 659 Rock Town

  Led by the priest, everyone came to a remote corner of the cemetery behind the Temple of Tyre, where the trees were shady, and it looked quite comfortable. In the corner of the cemetery, Duanmu Huai saw a small tombstone and a small grave.

   There are words engraved on it.

  【Poor Lisa, she didn't even have time to open her eyes to see the world, may she rest in peace】

   "You still have a name?"

"certainly."

  The priest nodded.

   "The soul of the dead without a name cannot go where it should go...Of course, it is difficult to say whether it has a soul."

"All right."

Duanmuhuai didn't say much, then he stepped forward, raised his right hand, and under the control of the gravity glove, he saw the soil quickly turned over, and then a small coffin emerged from it, Duanmuhuai put it beside him, and then pointed With a slight movement, the lid of the coffin was opened.

  A nauseating breath emerges from it, and if you look carefully, you can see a baby corpse that has begun to rot inside.

   "Woo..."

   Seeing the corpse and smelling the stench of corruption, both Ann and Guleya couldn't help but backed up a few steps, while Mary frowned, but didn't avoid it.

   "Aren't you afraid, Miss Mary?"

   Seeing Mary still buried in her notebook, An asked cautiously, while Mary hesitated.

   "Actually... in our world, I have seen many similar things with Mr. Duanmu..."

   The disgust of the Outer Gods and Old Ones far surpassed the rotting baby in front of her eyes, and Mary felt numb.

   "Your world is not easy..."

  Hearing Mary's answer, Ann gave her a sympathetic look and was speechless.

  Duanmu Huai didn't care about the chattering of the little girl next to him, he stared carefully at the baby's corpse in front of him, and began to size it up.

Although some places have begun to rot, it can indeed be seen that this baby has traces of beasts on its body. For example, its fingers are not plump like ordinary babies, but dry and thin instead. This is not due to malnutrition , and more similar to the shape of eagle claws, and through investigation, it was found that there were sharp sharp teeth growing in its mouth. The toes also show forked hooves.

  Hmm... By the standards of the Inquisition Chamber, the proper Alien did not escape.

In fact, generally speaking, judges also rely on their teeth to judge whether they are abnormal. Of course, if you say that you have lost a tooth, it is definitely not counted, but if you are born with sharp teeth, you have been completely expelled from the court. Humanity belongs to the type that can be directly burned to death on the spot.

  Because it's obvious - a result of warp erosion.

   Similar to Beastmen.

  Duanmuhuai thought of the Beastmen in the world of Xinshou Village. Those Beastmen were the result of the mutation of the baby due to the wind of magic. They were biped creatures with the characteristics of beasts, and they worshiped chaos and evil gods by nature. In the Novice Village, the Beastmen belonged to the proper Chaos camp, and they were killed when they saw them.

  So judging from this sign, giants, orcs, and goblins in this world are all excluded from the scope of human beings. The teeth and the huge mutant skull alone show that they are no longer human beings.

   Well, the physical mutation is understandable, but the problem is that there is no soul...

  Duanmu Huai looked at the magic advisor next to him.

   "What do you think about this?"

"Why………?"

   Facing Duanmuhuai's question, An and Guleya obviously showed embarrassing expressions, and then they discussed in a low voice for a while, and then they seemed to have made a decision.

   "Generally speaking, whether a baby has a soul is actually a very difficult subject to study."

   "What, do you mean that babies have no souls before they are born?"

"Ugh... I can't say that, but according to the college's records, there are indeed discussions on this aspect. Some people think that the newborn soul enters the mother's body, which is why they are pregnant. Others think that the baby is not born before it is born. Without a soul, it is similar to having fingers or hair growing on a human body, and it is not until the first cry is the time when the soul completely enters the body."

   "Do you think it's possible?"

   "I'm not an expert in spirituality..."

  Ann spread her hands.

   "I have to go to the local area to study the specific situation. At least for now, we have no way to draw conclusions."

   "So what does Thiel think?"

  Unable to get an answer from An, Duanmu Huai looked at the priest.

   "You should have consulted Tyre."

   "The **** of justice has not answered our call."

   "That's why Tire doesn't know..."

"Well………"

  Hearing Duanmu Huai talking to himself, the priest looked a little embarrassed, but Duanmu Huai didn't care.

  By the way, Duanmuhuai does not intend to rely on faith to expand the Tribunal to recruit believers. The reason is very simple - once the power of faith is collected, it means that there must be a designated object of worship.

For example, Tyre, the **** of justice, everyone knows that he is the **** of justice, and he also knows that he lost his right hand. He is a very clear image of a god, so when believers pray, the power of faith will flow to the **** of justice, Tire. There, be his strength. Of course, whether it is a good **** or an evil god, they all operate in this way.

   To put it bluntly, to use an analogy, the gods on the continent of Faerun are actually equivalent to the bosses who run companies. Strong powers are multinational companies, and weak powers are local chain stores. The so-called war of gods is actually similar to a business war. Try to defeat the other company as much as possible, annex it, and expand yourself.

Like the **** of murder, Cyric, the prince of lies, even compiled a Cyric scripture for himself. The content is nothing more than that Cyric is the only great true god, and the others are false gods. Splashing black water said that the products of other companies are counterfeit products, and it is as if they are officially authorized genuine products.

But Duanmuhuai's trial court is not like this. The trial court is more like a robber. When your company opens, I rush in directly, and then wipe out all your hard-earned family property, and finally burn it down. Your company... Duanmuhuai did this to Rose.

  The reason why Duanmuhuai did this is because...he didn't plan to rely on the power of faith.

  The reason is simple, faith needs a name.

  For example, if someone believes in Duanmuhuai, he should pray "Duanmuhuai, the God of Destruction, give me strength! I am Ximan!"

  Oh, wrong, Duanmuhuai is not Duanmuhuai's name in this world——to be precise, it's ID.

   That's right, Duanmu Huai's ID is [Little Hammer Smash Your Head].

  So if a believer of the God of Destruction wants to call Duanmuhuai, he should shout, "The God of Destruction will hit your head with a small hammer and give me strength! I am Heman!"

  ……………

  Well, Duanmuhuai felt that there was nothing wrong with being a robber.

   once again proved the importance of having a serious name.

By the way, in fact, the Tribunal is not so much a robber, but more like a gangster. They smash, loot and burn while lending usury to the other party. If the other party uses the service of the Tribunal, it means that the soul is bound by the Tribunal. Souls go to the Inquisition.

   Well, it’s a proper overlord’s clause, but it’s up to you whether you listen to it or not.

  But Duanmuhuai doesn't intend to compete with other gods for believers in this world.

  The efficiency of business wars is too low, it is better to directly rob the company to get money. The so-called horses do not get fat without night grass, and people do not get rich without windfall.

   There are so many local gods in this world, aren't they all waiting to be robbed by themselves?

  Okay, gossip off.

   "Thank you."

   Duanmu Huai put the baby's body back into the coffin, then nodded to the priest.

"We will continue to investigate this matter... By the way, regarding this corpse, I personally suggest burning it as soon as possible. It has been corroded by chaos. Just putting it here may cause harm to the surrounding environment." positive effect."

"this………"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's suggestion, the priest hesitated, but she was silent for a moment, then nodded.

   "Well, I will make a proposal. Presumably Tire is unwilling to let this child exist in such a profane posture. It may be a better ending to die in the holy fire."

After confirming that it was indeed subspace erosion, Duanmuhuai led the others out of Waterdeep City and headed to Locke Town without saying a word. For the Tribunal, there is nothing more important than investigating subspace erosion and the invasion of evil gods Yes, especially now that there are already such traces.

It is not difficult to get to Locke Town itself. Locke Town is located in the east of Waterdeep City. Take a boat from Dagger Beach and go upstream along the Drinbil River. After passing through Loudwater City, you will come to the Gray Peak Mountains. It is the lost land, and at the foot of the mountain is Rock Town.

This used to be a mining town. It may have been brilliant in its most prosperous period, but just like all resource points that rely on mountains and mountains, when the ore here is hollowed out, Locke Town begins to gradually decline. .

   Even so, when Duanmuhuai and others came to Locke Town, the thick and hard steel gate could still prove the glory of Locke Town in the past.

   But only Sunset is left.

   And a group of people were stopped as a matter of course.

   "You, who are you?"

  The guard standing at the sentry post was pale, holding a crossbow and aiming at Duanmuhuai and the others, while shouting and asking.

   "I am Duanmuhuai, the Grand Inquisitor of the Tribunal."

  Duanmuhuai showed the guard his rosette. Although he knew that the other party couldn't understand it, the process still had to go.

   "I came here to investigate the dead baby incident that happened here."

   "We haven't heard of any Inquisition."

  But at this moment, a man with a big beard walked up to the sentry post. He stared at Duanmu Huai and said coldly.

   "Locke Town does not need help. This town is currently closed and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Please leave!"

   "I think you got it wrong."

  Hearing the man's answer, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly.

"We are not here to help you. It is the responsibility of the Tribunal to investigate any incidents related to the Chaos God. This is not to help or assist, but a job. Anyone who tries to prevent the Inquisitor from conducting an investigation, will be considered heretics—"

   Having said this, Duanmu Huai suddenly clenched the hammer and swung it forward.

   "Shoot to kill!"

   "Hey——!"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's murderous words, the soldiers on the sentry post with bows and crossbows were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they sat down on the ground, while the man stared at Duanmuhuai for a moment, and then spoke.

   "Listen to your tone, do you know what happened in the town?"

   "We need to investigate and understand before we can be sure."

  “…………”

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's answer, the man was silent for a moment, then raised his hand.

   "Open the door and let them in."

   "But, but the mayor..."

"This is an order!"

   Soon, the originally closed steel gate slowly opened, Duanmu Huai and others walked into the town, and then the gate closed again behind them, as if some terrible devil was chasing them.

At the same time, inside the city wall, a group of heavily armed soldiers were already holding weapons, watching Duanmuhuai and the others anxiously and cautiously. Judging from their equipment, these soldiers were nothing more than local militias and did not have much fighting Experience, in fact, just standing here, facing Duanmuhuai, they are already trembling all over. Mary really doubts that if Duanmuhuai roars, these soldiers will immediately run away like birds.

  Then, the soldiers parted, and then the man with the mustache who spoke before walked in.

   "I'm Glentha Brown, the mayor of Locke Town."

  The man who claimed to be the mayor stared at Duanmuhuai, and spoke carefully, but his expression was extremely haggard, and he looked worried.

   "Although it is not the time, you are still welcome to Locke Town."

  (end of this chapter)