assistirfilmes Chapter 149: Kill the Demons
Chapter 149: Kill the Demons
Chapter 149: Kill the Demons
The murder of the UN inspectors at the TTG Temple was quickly buried by the demon extermination at the UN.
[UN Headquarters. Multiple Demons Found. International Community Shocked.]
[Demon spy sabotage. Is it okay as it is?]
Demonic infiltration of human society is a rare occurrence.
Detectives with a keen eye, talented hunters, and survivors with keen demonic senses.
Over the past thirty years, demons have made their way into human society only to be repelled but this time, it’s different.
A demon and over three hundred of its followers have infiltrated the United Nations headquarters, the world’s government, in a key location.
Demon followers have often been found performing backroom rituals, but never on such a large scale and deep within human society.
-The commander of the UN peacekeeping force is a demonic follower.
-Crazy... Is this okay?
-I don’t trust any of them.
South Korea was horrified that half of the UN inspectors were demon followers and had come to sabotage the TTG Temple, and countries around the world began to criticize the United Nations.
And most of all──
‘Is my country okay?’
‘Is there a demon follower hiding among the government officials?’
These suspicions were naturally directed at the highest levels of society.
-That bastard is a demon. I think so!
-You’re sitting on a scenario! I have proof!
There are demons lurking in society or rather there is a group of people who follow the demons.
At a time when society was in turmoil, with everyone suspecting each other, the official channel of the TTG Temple made a statement on YouTube and other social media.
[How to recognize the demons.]
[How to be saved from the demon’s deadly touch.]
[You Can Do It Too: How to Report a Demon.]
As a gesture of goodwill, a timely video was posted.
Organized by the governments of South Korea and Japan, which have captured actual demons, the video shows a demon and its followers suffering from a condition known as holy power rejection after eating blessed crops.
[Demons who ate crops blessed by the goddess Demera. Unable to withstand the holy power]
[Demons become easier to distinguish as the sanctuary of the TTG Temple grows.]
[Report number XXX-XXXX. Report anyone you suspect of being a demon to the Ten Thousand Gods Temple!]
In the run-up to the fall harvest, the Ten Thousand Gods Temple was shipping out large quantities of blessed crops. Naturally, the sales of blessed crops skyrocketed, the number of followers of the Temple’s faith increased, and most importantly, millions of reports of demonic accusations came in.Rêạd new chapters at novelhall.com
Of course, most of them are indiscriminate reports that are nothing short of witch-hunt logic.
It was a massive task that would take months to sort through even if the government responded.
-Analyzing the data.
However, TTG Temple’s powerful AI, Yakt Spinner, was able to sort through the reports at lightning speed, thoroughly checking the internet access, call volume, and CCTV footage of the suspects.
Is this a human rights violation? The AI from the cyberpunk future doesn’t know.
Analyzing such large amounts of data can get you in trouble.
-Discovered a suspected demon follower. Admission to a secret club. Hacking into networks through its own connections. Data analyzed.
[Damn, they’re all over the place, you idiots]
[They’re trying to get us to eat the blessed crop. What do we do?]
[We’ll get a fake, somehow we’ll get through this, and we’ll be fine for a while. What do the Great Ones say?]
-Bam! Check out the demon followers. All members in the club identified. All 27 have been identified as the Nephilim, a group of demonic followers.
Yappy’s logic systems reviewed the options for a group of demonic followers in the middle of Europe.
-Option A. Assassination. Stealth satellites. Possible deployment of MK.3 stealth killer platforms.
-Denied. The platform’s progress rate is 88%. Greatly reduced chance of concealment of assets in the event of a high-risk outbreak.
-Option B. Use media outlets for publicity. Focus on the social status and asset loss of the at-risk individual.
-Denial. High probability of acquittal based on legal interpretations in uncivilized societies.
-Assassination from within.
-Overinvestment of assets.
-Option C. Sniping with ultra-precise charged particle guns via stealth satellites. Followed by a gas explosion. The poor state of the building’s facilities could be exposed through the organization’s ghost media outlets established in the region.
-Public opinion control?
-79%. Rises to 98% if the issue is then covered by Option B.
The consensus of the logic systems settled on Option C.
The main system of strong artificial intelligence reiterated its strict principles.
Surely, on this earth, there could be one with such honor and glory?
Even if the gods lowered the cutoff, how many people in the human world would be able to achieve such untouchable glory?
It was vague so the two men tried to change the subject.
“So, what’s His Majesty up to, anyway?”
“He’s been busy with the queen lately.”
“I don’t see them and Lord Yappy getting any rest.”
“That’s true.”
Yappy may be a machine, but the two of them are human, so how can they not be stressed?
The question was answered by a comment Soo-ho heard from his sister one day.
“I’ve heard that their Majesties are also very good at relieving stress.”
“Do you know anything about it?”
“My sister said that they... they’re very, very good at de-stressing.”
“.......”
At this point, Jae-hyuk realized what Soo-ho meant.
In this touristy town, this military base where thousands of people train, just as there is darkness where there is light, there is also darkness where only three people are allowed.
“Ugh... Maybe the serfs should just die already.”
“Serfs are fine... they die, but not them.”
“Ughhh.......”
Jae-hyuk shudders. He sipped his drink in disbelief.
“I don’t know about that~”
“What? I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”
In the world, sometimes, it’s better to pretend not to know.
* * * *
In the basement of the TTG Temple, there is an air defense facility according to the building code...the so-called underground floor.
The building law requires that a building with a floor area of 200 square meters above ground level must have a basement floor for underground air defense protection, and usually new facilities are built and utilized in this basement.
However, the basement of the main building of the TTG Temple is not used for any purpose. It is reported to be used as an underground air defense shelter as required by the building code.
Of course, the TTG Temple is using this underground facility as a magician’s “workshop”.
-Kyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The screams of the demons are muffled by soundproofing.
The most senior inmate here, Hildir, the Beast God Shaman, sighs as she watches another demon die.
-Aah! Aah!
At that moment, all the inmates stiffened. Someone had come down from the basement!
“Hmph...!”
Hildir immediately dropped to her knees and assumed a posture of submission. There are only three ‘humans’ allowed to enter this place.
It’s a relief that it’s not the machine, but if they mess up, everyone in this room will die.
“Your Majesty, you have come.”
The beautiful Magician Queen opens the door from the deepest workshop.
The Magician Queen, who had deliberately created a dingy place and struck fear into the hearts of the prisoners, smiled brightly and greeted the Lionheart King.
“It’s a dingy place that’s not suitable for a noble like you.”
“My workshop is well ventilated.”
“You shouldn’t have to walk through this place.”
“I don’t want to make things easier for the bad guys.”
“What a tear-jerking sacrifice.......”
What are these crazy assholes talking about?
They’re not the ones living in the harsh conditions, so why are they talking like they’re sacrificing?
In the first place, Beatrice’s workshop is connected to the first floor by an elevator. That means you don’t have to step on the dingy, dirty cell floor unless you’re coming this way, like Leon.
It’s always been that way, but these Lionheart cultists don’t treat anyone but themselves as human.
Countless tribes of beast gods followers have been dragged into the Lionheart realm to die as serfs.
In the days of Holy Knight Gratas’ annual serf festivals, the seeds of entire tribes dried up.
“By the way, Beatrice, why did you summon this king?”
“Hoo-hoo, I have news the king will be pleased with.”
Beatrice smiled bewitchingly, twisting the corners of her mouth, and soon the ‘name’ in her voice made several demons shudder.
“I have found a way to search for the Holy Knight, Sir Vulcanus.”