Chapter 449: Cooperation

"Don't worry, I understand, I understand!"

The priest noticed his meaning, waved his hand without hesitation, and the things Ji Jue checked on the list last time had all been sent to him in boxes.

Watching Ji Jue still smiling, not even raising his eyes, he cursed in his heart while gritting his teeth, his smile even more enthusiastic: "Brother, you forgot to take it last time, didn't I specially send it to you? Can't take your things for nothing, right?"

"Hey, how is this okay."

"Eh, a little meaning, a little meaning."

"Then I can't be embarrassed."

Ji Jue waved his hand without any embarrassment, signaling his subordinates to move the boxes onto the truck, and then took out another list: "Then, please trouble you more with the supplies."

The priest's expression twitched as he looked at the numbers above, his face almost turning green: "This is also..."

"Such a small amount of things, at most it's just pouring it over, long-term disrepair, scrapping a batch of things, where do I need to trouble you?"

Ji Jue leaned over, hooking his shoulders and back: "Moreover, some difficult things don't necessarily have to be given by you, right?"

The priest's eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"Where are there any things, you point out a road, we'll just grab them directly, right?"

Ji Jue drew a circle on the map in front of him, whispering: "Look, some people are not living well, wouldn't you and I be able to live well?"

In an instant, in the brief silence, the smiles of the two were filled with ten thousand points of enthusiasm and harmony, cherishing each other, attracting each other, as if they were close brothers who hadn't seen each other for many years.

One hundred Holy Seals were exchanged for supplies enough for everyone in the camp to live well for several years, plus a batch of treasure maps marked with defensive strength and supply numbers.

Besides that, the priest patted his chest, guaranteeing that the supplies on the form would definitely be in place before next month. He changed from his previous noble and cold appearance, sent Ji Jue to the door of the warehouse all the way, and before leaving, he even grabbed his hand, talking about the land, so enthusiastic.

Simply a happy host and guest.

Only Yan Fei didn't know what these two were whispering about.

"Hmph, like a dog."

On the way back, Yan Fei, who was driving, sneered: "Before, he was arrogant, now he's licking his face and calling brothers, losing face."

"No, he should want to kill us."

Ji Jue, who was resting his eyes in the back seat, said slowly.

Yan Fei was dazed: "Ah?"

"At the latest next time, no, if it's fast, on our way back, there should be an interception." Ji Jue said decisively: "He can't hold back anymore."

No way, the Holy Seal is easy to use, but it's also too easy to use.

So easy to use that he has started to be afraid.

Simply, hair-raising.

As the first batch of customers, after experiencing the terrifying efficiency brought by the Holy Seal, how could he not perceive how much profit and influence was hidden behind this thing.

After Ji Jue didn't pick up his probing and solicitation, I'm afraid he has already made up his mind at this moment to completely bring this power into his own control, at all costs!

Whether it's out of greed,

If Ji Jue were him, he would certainly have made the decision without a second thought. Likewise, he would also be careful, careful, and even more careful, cautious, cautious, and even more cautious, to avoid leaking any wind or revealing secrets to irrelevant people.

In this world where one cannot die, even wanting to keep a secret has become an incomparably difficult thing.

It can only be entrusted to the confidants one truly trusts.

No, that's not right!

... Is that why he asked for so many Holy Seals in one go?

The corners of Ji Jue's eyes lifted slightly, his heart suddenly enlightened, and he couldn't help but clap in admiration—the other party had actually created a new method for silencing and interrogation in such a short time!

As long as the fully automatic prayer machine is hung on the body, it operates twenty-four hours a day; the more you hang, the faster the extraction speed.

One hundred Holy Seals are enough to completely shatter a person's self-nature in a short time, draining them into an ignorant and senseless empty shell!

Even, one could take the opportunity to boost the performance of faith... In this case, as long as one captures oneself, there would be no worry about squeezing out the secrets behind the Holy Seals.

Human creativity is truly endless!

"Tsk—"

Yan Fei's expression turned ferocious rapidly: "I'm going to kill him right now!"

"Why do you want to kill him?" Ji Jue asked back, puzzled.

The youth was stunned again, "But... he..."

"Why are you angry?" Ji Jue asked again, leaving him unable to make a sound in his bewilderment, stuttering: "Isn't it because he, that guy wanted to..."

"Wanted to betray us?"

Ji Jue laughed and looked at him: "Isn't the premise of betrayal the existence of 'trust'? If you are angry because of this, doesn't it just show that you held trust and expectation for that kind of trash?

This is clearly your fault, isn't it?"

Yan Fei was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Only his face flushed rapidly, the steering wheel creaked as he gripped it, his rage impotent, especially after hearing "Go back and add ten more problems on mechanics of materials" from the back seat, he became even angrier.

And just when the youth was at his angriest, on the wilderness, behind the hills ahead, the fully armed Guard Army was already standing in battle formation on armored vehicles.

They had laid out a net of heaven and earth.

The brakes were slammed on hard.

"Mr. Ji..."

"Hmm."

Ji Jue unscrewed the pen cap, "Now, you can be angry."

In that instant, the youth in the driver's seat finally revealed a smile.

So sincere.

Carefully, he opened the car door, then closed it softly, and then, as if he had completely unlocked his shackles, he walked step by step toward the Guard Army standing in battle formation.

The smile at the corners of his mouth gradually hooked and extended, until at the end, it almost disappeared behind his neck. He opened his mouth, and silver teeth as sharp as iron emerged from his giant maw.

So hungry.

As he advanced, his footsteps grew faster and faster!

"Fire! Fire!!"

Among the Guard Army, the main priest's confidant suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and even ignoring the main priest's instructions and warnings, he roared: "Kill that heretic!!!"

The Guard Army pulled the triggers without hesitation.

Amidst the roaring, the youth's forehead suddenly jerked backward, his neck twisted at an exaggerated angle, but he did not fall backward; instead, bit by bit, amidst the torrent of countless bullets, he returned to his original position.

A tearing sound rang out.

Under the impact of countless bullets, the hypocritical facade was finally unraveled, and then, sharp iron feathers emerged from the unfolded steel wings.

The moment the final restraint was unlocked, the youth disappeared without a trace, replaced by a steel demon over three meters tall, soaring into the sky!

Relying solely on its own weight, it rose into the sky and then plummeted.

Like a meteor.

Amidst the roaring, it kicked up a huge commotion, and in the raging airwaves, countless steel feathers flew out like a rainstorm.

Just a simple flap of its wings stirred up a cruel and ferocious steel storm.

And accompanied by the harsh sound of shattering armor, the heavy defenses were pulverized like thin paper under the iron claws, just like tearing apart a waste cardboard box, splitting the obstacles before it in two.

Amidst wild laughter, the steel demon had already reached out, snatched up the terrified Guard Army soldiers, and slowly lifted them up. The screaming soldiers struggled frantically, aiming their weapons at the demon's face and pulling the triggers.

Then, they saw the demon grin again, open its mouth, bite off more than half of the submachine gun in his hand, chew it into powder, and then take a deep breath.

—Hetui!!!

Red-hot molten iron sprayed out like a rainstorm, instantly turning the entire Guard Army into torches, burning rampantly.

Then, immediately following, the steel wings swept across like giant blades, slicing the vehicles ahead and the people inside in half at the waist. Amidst the flying blood, the demon tirelessly lifted its feet, stepping on everything before it again and again until it was pulverized!

Methodically and calmly, it tore one enemy after another into pieces. By the halfway point, those Guard Army soldiers had already completely collapsed and fled in all directions.

Yet they were caught back one by one and ground into meat paste amidst wild laughter.

In the end, the wilderness was completely silent.

Only Yan Fei was still stomping on the shattered corpses beneath his feet, one step after another.

Never tiring of it.

Not until he noticed the gaze cast from the car did he pause, sheepishly putting away his ferocious appearance and walking back quickly.

Covered in blood and meat paste, he looked just like a brat who had jumped into a mud pit while his parents weren't looking, leaving Ji Jue feeling helpless.

"Are you done playing?"

"... Yeah." Yan Fei nodded guiltily.

"The shovel is in the back. You made the mess, you clean it up."

Ji Jue reminded him expressionlessly: "A pile here, a pile there; if even a little bit of material is missed, I'm adding another test on structural mechanics."

"Oh..."

Yan Fei walked toward the mess, dejected, clutching the shovel, but then heard a voice from behind.

"And—"

Ji Jue lowered his eyes to write the summary of the test just now, and without looking up, told him, "—well done."

"Huh? Oh, oh!"

Yan Fei lowered his head, forcefully suppressing the urge to curl his lips: "It was just average, I didn't even use much effort."

Even though he said that, his way of working became visibly high-spirited...

That's why I say he's a kid,

Ji Jue shook his head.

Too easy to coax.

As for the Lord Main Priest, receiving the news that the entire army had been wiped out... was already an hour later.

"... I... I understand."

His palm holding the phone trembled, struggling to maintain a steady tone: "The heretics who overestimate themselves are becoming more and more excessive. We must investigate strictly! Investigate for me!

We must not let go of any traitor who dares to disrupt the peace of the diocese!"

After hanging up the phone, as if he had lost all his strength, he instantly slumped into his chair, sweating profusely in a long, dazed state, trying to prop up his body several times, only to fall back into the chair.

Until that unfocused gaze finally discovered the small box that had appeared inexplicably on his office desk.

Instantly, he was struck by lightning.

He scrambled to escape the office, but the moment he rushed out wanting to roar for help, he suddenly realized, and in his open mouth, no sound could be made.

He froze in place.

Many subordinates looked over blankly, confused or submissive, wanting to get closer, but they saw that face instantly flush red, and he flew into a rage: "What are you looking at? The faith for this month is already about to fall below the average, are you all so idle! Get out and preach!"

After a long time, having vented his anger on his subordinates, he returned to his office and locked the door tightly.

Not knowing how much courage he had mustered, he finally picked up the box and opened it.

In that instant, the screaming sound was pinched out in his throat.

The box hit the floor.

Inside, the round thing, stained with scarlet, rolled out of the box.

The confidant who had been sent out returned in the form of a severed head.

Although consciousness remained and life was still present, he did not scream, nor did he wail. In his hollow eyes, there was a happiness and joy as if he had ascended to heaven, and his face had already dissolved by half.

In his open mouth, it was stuffed full of dense Holy Seals, one after another.

Still opening and closing continuously.

Conveying the final message from the other side.

"We have to be partners for a lifetime, okay... don't forget..."

The confidant giggled, repeating it over and over: "Partners for a lifetime... partners for a lifetime... lifetime... partners..."

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