The difficulty level of entering Section 4 was much lower than what Hank had imagined as they almost didn't encounter any resistance. Even Feng Bujue and Wild Trace Sword Shadow hadn't thought that it would be that easy.
Originally, the population of Section 4 in the Deity Guarded Village wasn't enormous, roughly hundreds of people. And, those were people who loved to cherish their lives much. When the siren rang, all closed their doors and hid in their houses. The number of guards was several hundreds, and 60% of them were to guard the checkpoints and gazebos, leaving a small part to do the patrolling job. Even if the communication between them wasn't intercepted, they didn't have the capacity to form an effective barrier. Those were all the men they had, and they didn't have agile reflexes like well-trained soldiers. Facing intruders like Feng Bujue's team, who were fast with monstrous combat powers, blocking the way was useless.
In the Shrine, Cobain was the first one who received the report on those intruders. He was also the one who ordered to turn on the siren. If Feng Bujue's team weren't only three people but 300, perhaps Cobain would have declared his surrender already. But at this moment, he didn't look worried at all. After all, he still held the 'God power' in his hands, and it was just three trespassers. If they dared to encroach the Shrine, they must have no life to come back.
Around 10 minutes later, the three of them were less than 1000 meters away from the shrine. It was the wreckage of half of a spaceship, but now, it had been re-constructed and turned into a massive palace. Anyway, it still had the original outline of a spacecraft. From this distance, Feng Bujue seemed to understand the matter.
"Well, I thought that the shrine that you've mentioned was something else… it turns out that it's a spaceship." Feng Bujue smiled. "So, our questions have finally been answered."
"Spaceship…" asked Hank skeptically, "What is that?"
"Well… alright, you don't have a concept of it," Feng Bujue said. "In simple words, it's a big Shark Cabin that can fly into the universe."
"So that's the reason… Cobain told us that God had created the Shrine for the Son of God to live. Whoever intrudes the Shrine without prior permission will be cursed to death," said Hank.
Feng Bujue seemed to understand everything thoroughly. He explained, "This kind of complete nonsense like God or cursing, you don't need to perform an in-depth investigation. As far as I've assumed, this spaceship belonged to people in the ancient time. It was also built by someone you call 'outlanders'. I don't know what had happened to your planet. Anyway, it's simply some sort of bad situations or perhaps wars… that had prevented people from entering the outer space. And, your ancestors were those who couldn't leave." He licked his lips. "Perhaps, this is their ship. For some reasons, it fell here. Or, maybe they found the ship wreckage here and decided to stay. After the Cobains has taken over, I don't know what kind of history version that they have given you guys. Anyway, legends and religious stories are always the same, just shamelessly babbling and then claiming everything is a miracle."
"Feng-Ge… if you talk like that outside this game, you will offend a lot of people," said Wild Trace Sword Shadow.
"Those who got offended can always find some corner and bow down to pray to the God they worship to use lightning and strike me to death," said Feng Bujue.
While they were talking, the three of them had arrived in front of the shrine. There were around 40 guards lining up in front of the entrance, preparing to confront them. They held the Anti-gravity Shield, forming a human wall with the Anti-gravity Launching Device in their left hands. Floating in front of them were metal round shots, ready to hit the target.
"This situation's rare. I have a consumable skill, which can attack on a large scale, but I haven't had a chance to use it. Now, we can finally give it a go," said Wild Trace Sword Shadow smilingly.
"The Sacred Storm Sword?" asked Feng Bujue.
"Ah, no," said Wild Trace Sword Shadow.
"Okay, it's up to you," Feng Bujue's face showed that he wasn't interested in this skill anymore.
[Name: One Blade Style - Disaster Harbor Bird] (1)
[Skill Card Attributes: Proactive skill, disappear after one use.]
[Category: Fighting]
[Effects: Use one hand to slash the targets from a far distance, creating two swords to attack in a wide range with medium speed (can only be activated by weapons in sword class.]
[Consumption: 300 points of Physical Value]
[Equipment Conditions: Fighting Specialty Grade D, level 15 and above]
[Remarks: This strike was created by a Swordsman who belonged to the Three Blades Style clan. Years later, when reviewing on this skill, turns out this is just a nice name given for a far-ranged slashing skill.]
Those guards didn't talk with the trespassers. When the three of them had entered their shooting range of around 50 meters, one captain among them had signaled and they all shot their weapons.
Dozens of metal round shots quickly flew towards them. At this moment, however, Wild Trace Sword Shadow also activated his skill.
They merely saw him swing his hand in an inclining angle and slash out. A visible blow of air in the sword shape arose, sweeping over. The salvo they had made was pushed back just like they had banged into an air wall in midair. However, the momentum of the sword air blow wasn't reduced at all as it struck towards the guards in just a blink of an eye.
Clatter echoed as the sound of the metal shield getting blown away took turns to arise together with the guards' screams and screeches. Except for those who stayed at two sides, the group of guards who was standing in the middle scattered like the bowling pins getting struck down.
"Wow, no chance to perform," Feng Bujue said while walking into the shrine.
The interior of the shrine wasn't different from that of a luxurious mansion. Besides a few males of the Cobains, there were rooms for the girls who came for the 'baptism'. In addition, there were many servants living inside the shrine. Those servants were old maids, who had been here since they were still young but didn't have any children. Years later, when Cobain had no interest in them anymore, they could only stay here this way to serve the 'Son of God'.
This spacecraft was relatively spacious and complex. If Cobain wanted to hide, it would be hard to find him. Lucky them, Hank knew where to find that 'Son of God'. Under the current circumstance, certainly, York Cobain would run to the 'God's Purpose Room', which was the restricted place to unauthorized people.
The Deity Guarded Village didn't have regular meetings on large-scale. Each time, it would take place at a different specific time depending on the cases. During the meetings, the Cobains would perform some rituals (such as healing sick people or predicting the eclipse, lunar eclipse, and some phenomena like that) to show people the miracle of God, and also to transmit the newest messages from God. This was also one of their ruling methods. Usually, after a period of time, Cobain had to remind those slaves not to offend or doubt the power of the family of the 'Son of God'.
Such rituals, of course, needed audience. But, the square in front of the Shrine couldn't hold all the villagers. Thus, only the 'selected' ones could come to the place to behold this. The mechanism to select audiences was simple. Most of the lucky ones who were selected to observe the ceremony came randomly from Section 1 and Section 2. Let those people witness the power of God and then when they came back to their area, they would tell and praise the event while adding some oil and vinegar, which helped the Cobains promote and achieve the effective propaganda.
Hank had come here once and seen the 'miracle', but he had never entered the Shrine. However, he knew the general direction of the 'God's Purpose Room'. That room could be seen from outside of the Shrine, which was a room under the command tower. Every time, the Son of God would come out from that place, stand on a high platform and perform the miracles to declare God's will.
The three of them were finding the way while moving forward. They didn't meet any resistance down the way since there was no guards in the Shrine. Even if they were there, they could never stop them. Not long after that, the great door of the 'God's Purpose Room' appeared in front of them. A man stood in the corridor leading to the room.
"That's Havitz Cobain, York Cobain's brother," said Hank.
Havitz was at least half a head shorter than Hank, had a stout physique with an oily face. He looked at the three of them without any fear and said, "Lowly peasants, do you know what you are doing?" He stared at Hank and grinned. "Do you know how serious the guilt you have committed is?"
Hank wasn't bothered with that; he just raised the weapon and shot out the round shot. The metal chunk, as big as a basketball, shot to Havitz at a fast pace. However, the other didn't dodge, just raised his left hand to catch it.
BANG. The sound emitted was like the metal chunk had barged onto an iron wall. In fact, the bullet stopped at Havitz's hand.
"Harrumph, do you want to provoke the power of God?" Havitz smiled coldly.
"No wonder why you dare to stop us here," Feng Bujue beamed out the same cold smile. "Your body has been transformed into a machine, right?"
He casually exposed what Havitz called 'God power'. The other's complexion became grim.
"Yeah… got the mechanical engineering knowledge, but without the assistance of science and technology and biology of this era, you can't improve that much," Feng Bujue mused. "This means you not only have the knowledge of science and technology from this ship, but also obtained the civilization of the outside world. Seems… the consecrators who helped you improve your body got killed so as to keep the secret?"
"Such kind of people, I can have as many as I please. Anyway, the knowledge's in our hands. We decide who are eligible to learn and how much they can learn," Havitz snorted then continued, "outlanders, even if you know something those peasants don't know, don't be so overconfident. You can't leave here alive, and, there's no villager who will believe in your ghost stories."
"Sigh..." Feng Bujue breathed out, "You're so stupid you make me want to cry…"
Shiiing— Cold light flashed and the steel sword was already in his hand.
Feng Bujue was holding the sword in his right hand while his left hand was clutching on the gun. He was constantly shooting while walking forward. However, when he raised his gun, Havitz had already covered his head with his hands, then he leaned forward, roared and dashed straight ahead. The bullets that hit him had banged like they were hitting a wall.
The close combat between the two of them could be described as tragic. Basically, Havitz didn't know how to fight, as his fighting skills were even poorer than Feng Bujue's. Informally speaking, he belonged to the type who have never eaten pork or ever seen the pig running on the street. When he was battling, it looked like he was swimming, swinging his arms disorderly… Feng Bujue just took two steps back, then swung his sword twice to cut off Havitz's arms. Moreover, he didn't even use force—all the strength had come from Havitz's.
"How could it be?" Havitz was shocked seeing his cut limbs. On the contrary, he didn't feel hurt, just a little bit surprised on how his iron arms could be cut off like that.
"I can't stand it anymore," Wild Trace Sword Shadow shook his head. "Look at your moves, didn't you fight with anyone when you were a kid?"
Suddenly, it seemed Feng Bujue had recalled something as he looked at Wild Trace Sword Shadow with a 45 degrees angle. He laughed and said, "Ha ha…'even my dad hasn't whipped me'… that setting?"
Wild Trace Sword Shadow also laughed. "The lines are ruined because it is coming out from a bastard like you at a wrong timing."
Feng Bujue retrieved his pistol, held the steel sword, and deliberately took his time as approached Havitz step by step.
"Alright, let's see what kind of mechanism operates your God power."
Since Havitz had lost his arms, not to mention he had a fat body, just taking some steps back had made him lose his balance and stumble on the ground. "You… what do you want?"
Feng Bujue ignored him and said, "When I was using the gun, you used your arms to defend. This means you know this kind of weapon. You had covered your head, which means that part isn't machine…" He then stabbed the sword at the other's thigh. The effect of the [Robots Must Die] also applied on the creatures whose bodies were improved with machines. It wasn't difficult to poke through that layer of defense.
"Seems your limbs are completely transformed. You don't feel the pain, right?" Feng Bujue retrieved the sword then thrust it into the other's chest.
Havitz inhaled a cold breath, but when the sword had pierced into his chest, he didn't die as it had just affected his breathing and he couldn't speak up.
"Indeed, both your heart and lungs function have been improved too," said Feng Bujue. "Seems the members of the Cobains have soon prepared. Even if there occurs a serious problem that breaks the air filter system in the village, you don't have to worry about it because you don't need the protection suit to survive this atmosphere." He immediately stomped on Havitz's round tummy. The other apparently wore a painful expression.
"Hmm... You didn't transform your digestive system, right. No wonder. If you have it improved, it should be an eight-pack abs there." Feng Bujue smiled. "I think you didn't change your reproductive system since it's related to enjoying the pleasure. You didn't want to give it up…" He moved the tip of his sword to the other's abdomen.
Although loud sounds couldn't come out from Havitz's throat, he desperately wanted to scream. Moreover, he was shaking his head in panic, as he seemed to beg Feng Bujue not to kill him.
"Don't worry, it's just a joke," Feng Bujue said then retrieved his sword. "If there are just few machines inside, I can't earn Skill Value piercing you, but I'll surely get your turd and fat stuck on my sword. It's nauseating."
Havitz didn't understand what the other said but he seemed to have given him a way out.
Too bad, one second later, Feng Bujue took out the wrench from his bag, then he showed a look of a serial killer as he stared at Havitz's forehead.
(1) Ittoryu - Yakkodori: lit. One Blade Style - Disaster Harbor Bird is one of the fighting styles that form the greater part of Roronoa Zoro's Santoryu fighting abilities. Zoro is a character in the famous manga One Piece by mangaka Eiichiro Oda