Lin Qiye swayed and swiftly dodged several bullets. Then, he reached out and twisted the barrel of the submachine gun into a pretzel.
Under the influence of the Darkest Erosion, although it cannot directly tear metal apart at present, it can still change its shape. As for submachine guns, once the barrel is obstructed, there is only one outcome...
Thump—!
A muffled thud was heard, and the barrel of the submachine gun in Scorpion Three's hand suddenly exploded, directly shattering his arm. After a painful howl, a short knife flew through the air in front of him.
Lin Qiye manipulated the short knife, hovering it over Scorpion Three's throat, the tip of the knife piercing the skin, oozing out a little blood.
"I'll ask you one more time, what is a believer?" Lin Qiye's icy voice rang out again.
At the same time, a darkness crept into Scorpion Three's pupils, and unprecedented pain surged into his mind, as if something was gnawing at his brain, tearing and shredding it...
Although the Darkest Corruption cannot control the human mind for the time being, the pain it causes is absolutely nightmarish, and in some situations, it can be surprisingly effective for torture.
Under the dual torment of physical and mental suffering, Scorpion Three's psychological defenses quickly collapsed, and he blurted out all the information he knew.
Based on Scorpion III's description, the so-called "believers" are the vassal organizations of the Church of the Ancient Gods.
The official members of the Church of the Ancient Gods are all agents of the gods, and their numbers are extremely small. Although each individual is powerful, their influence is limited by their numbers.
Therefore, in order to make up for the lack of manpower, the "gods" of the Church of the Ancient Gods created "believers" in the name of the gods. They selected members from countless powerful individuals with ambition and strength to serve as peripheral members of the Church of the Ancient Gods.
Each member who becomes a [believer] will sign a soul contract with a certain "deity" of the Ancient God Church, promising that if the Dark Age of Gods were to descend upon the human world in the future, they, the believers, would become the rulers above all others.
Of course, not many people truly believe that the Dark Age of Gods will come. Therefore, most members of the [believers] are brought in by the "gods" through coercion, brainwashing, threats, or deception. However, after signing the soul contract, they can only unconditionally obey the arrangements of the "gods" and become true believers.
In short, the [believers] are a powerful puppet organization directly controlled by the agents of the ancient gods in the Church of the Ancient Gods.
From Scorpion Three, Lin Qiye also learned that this group of people had been taken in as believers by a divine agent of an ancient god church two years ago. Originally, they were a mercenary group that did dirty work for others, codenamed "Mad Scorpion".
The deity they "worship" is Medusa of the Church of the Ancient Gods, codenamed [Snake Woman].
"Snake Woman..." Lin Qiye frowned slightly upon hearing this name.
If he remembered correctly, the woman who infiltrated the missile base and blew up the training camp was suspected to be Medusa's agent...
Was her target him?
Lin Qiye waved his hand lightly, and the short knife pierced Scorpion Three's throat, directly taking his life.
It's true that Scorpion Three provided him with information, but he never said he would let him go in exchange for providing information. Besides, Scorpion Three wanted to harm his family, and even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough for him.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to make a move, a barely perceptible sound came from a building in the distance, followed by a bullet that pierced the air at high speed and shot straight toward Lin Qiye's forehead!
Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted, and without thinking, he rolled to the side. The bullet, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, grazed his cheek, leaving a faint bloodstain.
If Lin Qiye had reacted even a fraction slower, that shot would have taken his life.
"A sniper?" Lin Qiye crouched down behind the van, his brows furrowed.
Given Lin Qiye's current mental strength coverage and mastery of dynamic vision, ordinary firearms can hardly pose a threat to him, but sniper rifles are a different story.
The speed of a sniper rifle bullet is about 1000 meters per second, while Lin Qiye's mental perception range is only 100 meters. In other words, the bullet only has 0.1 seconds to reach Lin Qiye in the instant it enters his perception range.
In such a short time, it was already quite good that Lin Qiye could barely dodge the bullets. As for using the Darkest Ruins to catch the bullets, that was out of the question.
Just as Lin Qiye bent down, a large hole suddenly appeared in the roof of the van above his head, and a bullet pierced through the door beside him and disappeared deep into the snow.
"Two snipers?" Lin Qiye's expression immediately turned serious.
If there is only one sniper, he can barely manage by relying on the terrain, but if there are two snipers on the other side, the danger level increases several times over.
Moreover, the two snipers were hidden in extremely well-concealed locations, and their guns were also silenced, making it very difficult to predict their positions in the heavy snow.
According to Scorpion Three, there are eight more people lying in ambush nearby, their whereabouts unknown. Now that the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, Lin Qiye's situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.
Just as Lin Qiye was thinking rapidly, a bullet whizzed past his head and landed precisely in a patch of snow on the roof of the building opposite. The next moment, a spurt of blood gushed out, and a figure fell straight down.
There's another sniper?
No... there's another sniper on his side?
Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked in a certain direction.
Hundreds of meters away, a man in black lay prone in the snow, his body covered in a thick layer of snowflakes, a wisp of smoke gradually drifting from the muzzle of his sniper rifle...
Leng Xuan!
"The first one," he muttered to himself.
His sniper scope was firmly locked onto the second sniper hiding behind the screen window. The sniper knew that there was another colleague present, and his expression showed a little panic, but he seemed to be certain that his position had not been exposed, and he was still quickly searching for Leng Xuan's location.
Leng Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and ruthlessly pulled the trigger. The next moment, another bullet was fired!
Whoosh—!
The bullet traveled hundreds of meters, shattering every snowflake in its path, before finally embedding itself between the sniper's eyebrows, leaving a gruesome bloody hole!
"The second one." Leng Xuan looked away from the sniper scope, glancing in the direction of Lin Qiye, and muttered to himself.
"The rest... is up to you."
Hundreds of meters away.
As he watched the second sniper get blown out of the head by Leng Xuan, Lin Qiye's eyes grew even brighter. He stood up from behind the van and turned to look in a certain direction.
Within his mental perception range, several figures were rapidly approaching him...