Chapter 298: Kill Them All, Leaving No One Alive
Within the Cult of Mechanicus, it is definitely not an easy task to learn divine arts.
No matter what your purpose is in learning divine magic, only those who are full of devout believers in the God of All Machines can perform divine magic.
Every devout believer is the most precious wealth of the God of All Machines, and their lives are as precious as the currency of the God of All Machines.
Any act that dares to kill a priest is already an unforgivable felony.
What's more, some people dare to experiment on priests and torture them until they have a mental breakdown!
Therefore, the Mechanicum decided to launch a holy war without hesitation, determined to wipe out all the scavengers in Night City.
At this moment, in the Central Cathedral, mechanical priests from all over Night City responded to the call of the Holy War Bell and gathered together.
Pope Lana, wearing a white robe embedded with sacred gold lace, stood firmly in the center of the church and began to deliver a passionate mobilization speech before the war:
"Dear brothers and sisters! The God of All Machines has given us endless knowledge and powerful power.
Teach us to always advocate light and adhere to the path of justice;
We relentlessly pursue the truth of all things;
We strictly adhere to canonical teachings;
All the efforts we make are to enable every loyal believer to live a happy and fulfilling life.
We will defend every land of justice to the death!
We are working hard to improve every moment, and we deeply love this city.
However, just today, some people trampled on the justice in our hearts!
They have torn apart our sacred canons, destroyed our beautiful lives, and even blackened the light of this world!
How dare they seek personal gain at the expense of our innocent compatriots!
Now, please tell me loudly, how should we respond in the face of such atrocities? "
"Kill them all! Use our power to defend justice and light!"
"Drive them into flesh!"
"Put them in the turbine and crush them!"
The shouts were louder and louder than the others, like a flash flood, and each method was more cruel than the last.
All the mechanical cultists who watched that video were infected by the surging murderous intent.
He could no longer restrain his inner impulse and was eager to take revenge immediately.
The domineering force like a violent storm was released wantonly in the sky above Night City.
Red and black thunder shone in the night sky, echoing each other.
People in the entire Night City felt as if there was a huge mountain pressing on their hearts.
This kind of pressure from the spiritual level is by no means comparable to pure physical pressure.
At this time, Lana slowly raised her hand, and the congregation immediately fell silent, but the scarlet murderous intention emanating from her body became even stronger.
"So, what are you waiting for? All hands out! Bring all your weapons and let us fight for justice!"
"Completely eliminate all the scavengers in Night City, read their memories, find everyone related to them, and kill them all without leaving any survivors!"
"For the God of All Machines, for the Ohm Messiah, and for our compatriots!"
"For the God of All Machines, for the Ohm Messiah, and for our compatriots!"
"Kill them all and leave no one alive!"
“┗|｀O′|┛ Ouch~~”
Countless silver-gleaming weapons were raised high above their heads, and the priests in the order quickly left the central church like a gust of wind and launched a comprehensive encirclement and suppression operation against the scavengers.
The first target is the Santo Domingo area where scavengers gather.
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V, who was chatting with Panam in the car, seemed to feel something and suddenly threw out the nanomolecular wire in his hand.
"锵~~~~~~"
There was a crisp metal collision sound, and the nanomolecular wires violently collided with a hot cutting mantis knife.
"Panam~~, your friend is not very friendly at all!"
The priest, wearing a red robe and an industrial mask, lifted his mask and greeted Panang.
"Scorpion!?"
Panan looked at the other person's face with some disbelief. He had changed so much after not seeing him for just half a year.
However, Panan soon showed a look of joy. She never expected that the first one to arrive would be Scorpion.
"Scorpion, what happened?"
Countless priests in bright red robes descended from the sky like ghosts and quickly spread out in all directions, tightly surrounding the vehicle in which Panan was riding.
"Gulu~~~"
V swallowed hard, saw the power blade on his neck, quietly put away the nanomolecular wire, and silently raised his hands.
Obviously, he was frightened by the powerful coercion emanating from the priests from the Mechanicum around him.
You know, even if he is equipped with the top-notch Qilusi prosthetic eyes, V can't see their moving speed clearly. He only feels that his eyes are blurred, and he is already trapped in a tight siege, and the knife is already placed on his neck.
"Not enemies, just family acquaintances, you go in first!"
Scorpion waved his hand and said casually, but did not mention the fact that Panan left because he refused to join the religion.
Otherwise, according to the personality of the believers, they will definitely nag Panan and him endlessly to improve their ideological awareness.
"Act as soon as possible! You can chat at any time, don't delay my lord's holy war!"
After receiving a stern warning, the other members of the cult disappeared again at an alarming speed, rushing into the abandoned car park like ghosts and launching a bloody massacre.
The members of the Mechanicus moved swiftly, easily harvesting a layer of enemy heads, and even the scavengers who were knocked unconscious by V were all pulled out.
The hacker immediately notified his boss of the death of the personnel through an encrypted channel.
"Who dares to go wild in my territory?"
Nash held a highly modified Achilles technology sniper rifle, and the black muzzle flashed with a cold light, revealing a chilling deterrent.
This powerful weapon is Nash's favorite thing, and he even gave it a nickname: "Widowmaker".
With this gun, Nash ran rampant on the streets of Night City, killing countless people and creating countless widows, and successfully ascended to the throne of the scavenger boss.
The days spent in the city were a far cry from the days when he was a member of the Randao Society in the Badlands.
Life here was extremely comfortable, and even the girls in the city were more delicate and moist than the women in the Badlands.
He really loved Night City.
With a passion for Night City, Nash opened the door to the second floor without hesitation, ready to create a few more widows.
However, the moment he showed his face, a ruthless iron hand reached out like lightning and grabbed his hair tightly.