Chapter : 104 : Witch Cult? Useless In The Face Of Technology

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The ground began to deform, and several metal branches rose from the originally empty underground. That was the Sentry Gun and Pillbox that Sebastian had built in advance. Sebastian made some modifications to them so that they could be hidden underground without being noticed. Even the Witch Cultists who have seen countless bloody scenes or weird rituals have never seen such a scene, they forgot their mission for a while and stood there dumbfounded.

But at the moment when they were dazed, the turret installed had already opened fire, and countless shells poured. Those Witch Cultists were pushing, their bodies exploded, their black robes and their flesh and blood were blasted into pieces, and blood bloomed in the air.

It's as if there are many explosives buried in their bodies. Flesh, carcasses, and bones flew in the air, even the blades in their hands, they were also turned into fine fragments, flying around. In the blink of an eye, their side was completely emptied, leaving only blood rain drifting in the air.

"Bad...bad..."

The shattered corpse fell into the pool of blood, making a clear sound. Seeing the shocking scene in front of them, the originally high-spirited Witch Cultists couldn't help but stop their attacking momentum. Even after training in the church, they don't know how to deal with such high-tech weapons, because there is no concept of firearms in this world.

It took several seconds for the Witch Cultists to regain their composure and charge forward again. These guys who have been thoroughly brainwashed by the organization have become extremely indifferent to feelings such as fear. If these special weapons were not too shocking before, they would not even stop.

"Master Sebastian!" After seeing these defenses, Ram said happily that even Rem couldn't help but stop.

Countless rays of light appeared, and after the light dimmed, what caught everyone's eyes was a vast army. Sebastian had already teleported all the troops who had just hunted down the White Whale back to his territory in an instant.

"It seems to be in time," Sebastian said with a smile.

Sebastian's troops numbered in the tens of thousands, easily crushing the Witch Cult's people in terms of numbers. The number of Witch Cult members participating in this operation was only a thousand at best, and the original number advantage over Ram and others disappeared in an instant. But the followers of the Witch Cult don't care about these things at all. Now they can be said to be just tools to complete the task. They don't even have the concept of self-aware, and they don't know how to think for themselves. They rush forward.

However, this time the attack was a little bit more intense than before because, at the end of the crowd, several flashes of light of different colors were passing through the air, flying towards Sebastian at a very fast speed past. It's magic.

Sebastian smiled slightly, this level of magic couldn't be compared with Roswaal's at all.

"Fire and destroy them." As soon as Sebastian gave an order, his units began to unleash a hail of attacks, as if to engulf everyone in it.

"Eradicate them."

"Resolving target coordinates."

The cannon of the Apocalypse Tank blasted all the Witch Cultists in a straight line into bit, and the huge impact force shattered their bones. The refracted light from the Prism Tank danced among the Witch Cultists, and anyone touched by the light instantly melted into a puddle of flesh. Moreover, Sebastian's subordinates can also release magic. They created ice or fireballs, collided with the magic used by the Witch Cultists, and then exploded in the air.

Esdeath just looked at the believers in front of her with a smile and didn't choose to make a move, because there was no need for her to make a move here.

In this short time, more than half of the Witch Cult was killed or injured. Many people were seriously injured on the ground, their bodies were incomplete, their hands and legs were broken, or their internal organs gushed out from the abdominal wounds. Lost, as if cut in half. They could feel the endless pain coming from their bodies, this kind of pain was so irritating that they couldn't even fall into a coma, and could only bear this pain passively.

For a time, the entire territory was soaked in a pool of blood. The lush and verdant grass became extraordinarily moist under the influence of this thick blood. If people stepped on it, they would leave a deep footprint, and there would be blood gushing out continuously. To say that it is a bloodied field somewhat underestimates the horror of the scene in front of them. I am afraid that such a terrifying scene can only be seen in hell.

Hundreds of physically disabled Witch Cultists rolled and howled on the ground, crawling forward with difficulty. There are even quite a few people who crawl to their colleagues, wanting them to kill themselves as soon as possible to end the pain. Faced with such a scene, even though the Witch Cultists have been deeply brainwashed, they still can't help but feel fear in their hearts, as if a sharp blade is provoking their nerves to test their limits.

Facing these companions rolling and howling on the ground like zombies, the followers of the Witch Cult no longer had the kind of fearlessness they had when fighting against Rem. After all, the companion who was fighting side by side with you one second turned into a miserable half-body in front of you the next second. No one can hide this kind of fear from the heart.

The wailing continued, and the screams lingering in the entire manor continued for a long time. The remaining Witch Cultists are usually the small part at the back who released their magic. All those who dared to rush to the front had already died under the battery fire of Sebastian's troops. Now even these people, dare not face these guns directly, and with those wailing lingering in their ears, they also start to retreat one after another.

This kind of massacre, which can be called cruelty, is useless even if it is brainwashed. Even if they can be favored by the witch after death, they don't want to die in that painful way. The deterrent force caused by the hail of bullets directly cut off the people who were aggressive just now.

Ram and Rem were dumbfounded, they never thought of it. This was the first time they witnessed the strength of Sebastian's army. Although they knew that Sebastian had defeated Roswaal before, they did not expect that Sebastian's army had such fearsome strength.

In less than a minute, all the Witch Cultists in the village, there aren't many left.