I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 15 15.Although your defense is strong

Weiya's answer caused Lloyd to fall into silence.

He originally thought that Buster's symptoms of mild mania were manifested in his overly direct way of speaking, but it turned out to be this.

"So his mental state from the beginning...do you know this?"

Lloyd asked in a low voice.

"I know, this is just a very common situation. In the mysterious and supernatural realm, we are always accompanied by madness and danger."

Wei Ya's answer sounded particularly cold.

"Then can he still get better?"

"Maybe, but he's not coming back... Any other questions?"

"No, thank you."

Lloyd left Wei Ya's office, then rubbed his face vigorously, adjusted his mood, and then walked quickly to the notice board.

If you can't change this kind of thing, then work hard to become stronger and gain enough ability to change the status quo.

This is what an outstanding young man with a sense of responsibility should do.

When he got closer to the notice board, he found that the "acquaintances" from yesterday were still there. They gathered around the notice board, each holding a key to the -1 floor, leaving only -2 and - on the notice board. On the 3rd floor.

Someone came closer and asked if they could observe their execution process.

"Sorry, I don't really like having people around when I do this."

"Me too, you can ask other people."

Until he saw Lloyd walking over, one of them stepped forward and greeted him proactively:

"Your name is Lloyd, right? I heard that you are a talented newcomer?"

"Sorry, you got the wrong person. My name is Isenhard."

Lloyd replied casually, then took off a key to the -2nd floor on the notice board and left quickly.

It's not that he hates these people that much, he just doesn't want to deal with them.

Those who stayed behind looked at each other awkwardly for a while, and then someone said:

"It seems he doesn't want to meet us."

"Haha, he's another guy who has his eyes on the top. He chose the -2 level when he came up. He's a bit like that Buster."

"It doesn't matter, we just don't have any contact with each other from now on."

"Wait a minute... He seemed to have taken the number '211' just now? That was a very difficult guy to deal with."

"Oh? Then I can only wish him good luck."

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Taking the key to the cell, Lloyd first found the munitions office at the corner, handed over his ID card, and applied for execution tools.

The quartermaster priest who managed the place checked his identity and asked in surprise:

"Didn't you just come here a few days ago? Are you going to leave now?"

"Well, I have a rather impatient temper."

"It's up to you, but how did you, a newcomer, get the key to level -1?"

"I came earlier."

While the two were talking, the quartermaster took out a dagger-style psychic blade, then reached out and slowly brushed it against the handle, and Lloyd's name was engraved on it.

He handed the psychic blade to Lloyd and reminded:

"Whenever you use it in the future, it will leave your name on it, so don't use it for anything else."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of earplugs and a small wooden stick to hold in his mouth.

"Take these as well, the newcomers will still need them."

"Thanks."

After getting the equipment, Lloyd took the elevator to the -2nd floor and arrived at Cell 211.

There was a giant snail imprisoned inside, as big as a real cow. Its whole body was shrunk in a thick, dark snail shell, and it was fixed in place by chains. From time to time, a disgusting mucus flowed out from the snail mouth.

There are also dark green lines distributed on the surface of the dark volute, which together form a pattern that looks like a human face. If you stare carefully, you will feel that the human face is squirming and deforming, and then gradually appears. The appearance of another person looked particularly strange.

This was the first time he had seen this style of demon outside of books.

"Is this the human-faced snail? Although it moves slowly, it is known for its strong defense and strong mental pollution. The acidic mucus it secretes is extremely corrosive. It needs to be sealed with a special ritual and executed as soon as possible, otherwise It is easy for them to destroy rituals..."

"When executing an execution, you need to use inspiration to see through it first, locate its acid-secreting organs, and destroy or remove them as soon as possible to prevent its blood from transforming into strong acid blood, destroying rituals, and killing people..."

While recalling the knowledge in the library, Lloyd took out the psychic blade and muttered again:

"Do you think this thing is a bit tricky? The shell is hard, and you need to inject a lot of spiritual power into the weapon to break it open. The acid organ must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise the blood spurted out will complete a wave of counterattack;

"You need to use inspiration again, but with the weird patterns on its volute, you can easily suffer from excessive mental pollution if you use inspiration..."

"It's really difficult to deal with. No wonder this thing is a monster with a danger level of 2. The reward for executing one of its heads is as high as 3,000 general coins. It's the same level as a danger level 3 monster, but Buster has never chosen this thing..."

"According to my conservative estimate, the number of humans killed by this kind of demon can probably circle half of the Brilliant City, right?"

Since the defense on the opposite side was very strong, Lloyd injected half of his spiritual power into the psychic blade in one breath.

The entire psychic blade suddenly became as dazzling as an incandescent lamp and began to emit a light 'buzzing' sound.

The name engraved on the handle also disappeared strangely.

"Should it be enough?"

Lloyd swung the knife, walked to the front of the human-faced snail, opened his inspiration, and let his eyes have the effect of 'psychic vision', looking at the dark snail shell.

A series of prompts came to his ears:

[Ding~ Madness value +2]

[Ding~ Madness value +2]

[Ding~ Madness value +2]

Comfortable!

But the internal structure of this thing is too disgusting. Lloyd was afraid that he would not be able to eat after looking at it for a long time, so he chose to act as soon as possible.

His psychic vision locked onto three organs in the snail's body that looked like eyeballs. The sharp blade in his hand, which was as bright as an incandescent lamp, stabbed out decisively, like a paper cutter cutting rubber, and effortlessly broke through the hard snail shell that could even withstand a cannonball.

Then, with a skillful and neat technique, the sharp blade was drawn along the edge of the eyeball organ. It took only three seconds to cut off all three special organs and threw them on the workbench beside.

Finally, the sharp blade turned and pointed directly at the heart of the snail, which was somewhat similar to that of humans. It drew an elegant arc and removed the entire heart cleanly and neatly.

The snail died instantly and lost its vitality. The tissues inside that looked like human muscle fibers stopped moving and then quickly crystallized, becoming a quartz-like texture.

The whole process took five seconds, which was faster than Buster's action.

Although your defense is indeed very strong, how should you deal with my precise dissection?