Chapter 275

Falzad's desire and impulse to fight occasionally turned into recklessness that bothered a leader, but soshyan thought it was also a necessary quality for an excellent soldier in the early stage, so he decided to follow suit.

"We are still very strange to the world. We can't miss any clue, even a living person."

He patiently explained:

"If you want to know what's happening here, you can take better action. There won't be a problem in Ustad."

"I'm not worried about him, it's just too boring."

Murmured Farzad, kicking away a charred piece of wood in the fire.

"Farzad, focus."

With that, soshyan quickly signaled the team to spread out on both sides of him with battle gestures.

"This is a settlement."

Soshyan instructed them on the communication channel through words and combat gestures, which is actually training their executive ability.

"Prepare to encounter resistance, Farzad, go to the front to investigate, provide possible attack points, keep hidden, brothers, don't let the enemy notice."

Farzad gestured to receive and move forward, and the slender orange grass made a sound as he walked.

Although he was wearing heavy armor, his concealment skills were still excellent, and the sound of footsteps from heavy boots was almost negligible.

A wall composed of vines appeared in the woods. The leaves shook with the warm wind, and the reflection of metal could be seen occasionally in front.

"A wall."

Farzad approached the vegetated wall, pulled down the vines, and many lumps of soil fell down with it - the roots of these plants have penetrated into the wall.

The metal fence five meters away has long collapsed, and its rusty skeleton has become a scaffold for plants to climb.

The starfighter grabbed down a broken wall with his hand.

From the damage on the fortification, he saw that the buildings inside were also covered with vegetation.

It's very quiet here. The surroundings are full of vitality.

Falzad's ears heard the sound of small animals shuttling through the vegetation. His breathing mask turned on the external circulation mode and sent healthy air from this rich ecosystem into his lungs.

The gentle wind blew through his armor, and the ambient temperature was 23.3 ℃ - these were what he saw from the display symbols on his visor, but he didn't really feel them.

Farzad wanted to take off his helmet and feel the surrounding environment, but soshyan asked them to wear helmets all the time on the battlefield - although ordinary weapons are nothing to astat's power armor, they are enough to break through his unprotected head.

He then went to the gate. Through the gate was a road made of stone and concrete, extending into a bush. Its once flat surface has now been broken by tree roots and weeds.

But for this gate, they would never have realized the existence of this road.

"I have reached the gate, commander Zhan."

He said on the messenger.

"Moving forward."

"Reduce telecommunications as much as possible. I didn't find any electronic signals, but I was careful to sail for thousands of years."

The voice in the communicator stopped.

He walked along the edge of the road, birds barked from their nests in the settlement buildings, and a transport vehicle blocked the middle of the road.

There are signs of Star Army and explosion scars on the car body.

Soon, he found a place with a strong smell of blood, which was also the location of bird divination instrument.

A country chapel.

It looked so shabby and insignificant, but when Farzad carefully pushed open the church door, he saw a terrible scene.

The place that once praised the emperor's honor has now become a hell. The eagle emblem is nailed with corpses. On the brick and stone floor, nearly 100 female corpses have been cut off, stripped and posed in the most obscene posture to form a huge heretical symbol.

And their lost heads——

Looking around, the surrounding walls seemed to be smeared with a layer of flesh colored mud, and countless faces were crying under torture.

They struggled and tried in vain to gain freedom, crying out the curse movement that has no end, and the abused voices formed an inaudible song of suffering.

When Farzad came in, the faces on the wall screamed loudly, the volume peaked in the climb of despair, began to melt and fell to the floor at a disgusting slow speed.

Farzad stared at the entrance of the whole slaughterhouse, trying not to imagine what had happened in this dark, bone yellow hell.

Strong nausea and anger rolled in his heart.

But anger does not help him at this time. He must think calmly.

Suddenly, he felt a cold hand grasping his feet, so he lowered his head and saw a barely human creature crawling on the ground - his skin had been peeled off, his legs had been cut off, and even his spine had been pulled out, as if there were only a scarlet sky

A swinging body.

The man was staring at him frantically. Under his empty right eye socket, there was incomparable hatred.

"Angel - Hope -"

He made a harsh sound intermittently, and the result of the gradual disappearance of his organs was to give his voice a mechanical texture.

Only then did Farzad realize that this man might be the only life in the bird divination instrument - the survivor of the massacre.

Seeing that Farzad noticed himself, the man's hand gripped more tightly.

Two fingers of his right hand were missing, and the other wrist had only a stump.

"- kill them - for us - for the emperor."

He roared and his eyes were splitting.

"I will."

Then the man, with trembling fingers, pointed to a broken floor tile on the ground.

"There --"

The anger in his eyes disappeared, leaving only prayer.

"I understand."

Falzad murmured in a low voice, then gave a sharp roar full of anger, waved his fist, penetrated the tortured chest, broke the man's heart and ended his pain.

The rest deserve the last mercy.

Then he went to the floor tile, broke it, and took out an accusation letter and a religious book called the perfect holy word.

The signer of the letter was Jacques, the priest of the local church and the man who had just been freed by Farzad.

After flipping through the diary for a while, Farzad opened the communication.

"Commander Zhan, I found... Something."

Soon, soshyan led his team to this place, and they were shocked by this man-made hell.

With great anger, yazdan set the whole church on fire, and while he set fire, soshyan read the report letter.

The content is very simple, that is, pastor Jacques suspects that the bishop of his diocese has heretical tendencies, based on the perfect word.

According to him, there are many problems in this book, which is widely spread in the parish and requires every priest to preach to believers every day. It not only distorts many doctrines of the national religion, but also describes the throne as a garden that can accept unlimited desires

It's all illogical.

Restraint and introspection in the teachings of the state religion have been erased, leaving only boundless dedication and excessive self liberation.

There is no doubt that this is heresy from any point of view.

But Jacques wrote on the back of the letter that he was beaten back not long after he sent the letter to the archbishop and scolded him that he could no longer fight his superiors.

From this time, pastor Jacques realized that things were not as simple as he thought, so he entrusted his friends for many years to secretly send the letter of accusation and evidence to the nearby court.

But from the results, he seems to be a step late.