Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 59 Mimic Heretics

Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Mimic Heretics

The four members of the squad squeezed into the cat vehicle, moving at a not-so-fast speed toward the Han Shui Relics, while Xie Liu, sitting in the back, kept adjusting the radio.

A moment later, the radio was switched on, and the channel connected. After a brief silence, Xie Liu began to call out.

"Xu Lie, this is Xie Liu."

"Are you there?"

"Xu Lie, this is Xie Liu."

"We’ve been attacked, what’s going on exactly?"

"Xu Lie..."

"I’m here!"

Xu Lie’s voice came through the radio, sounding somewhat exasperated:

"What do you mean you’ve been attacked? You attacked us!"

"You killed dozens of the City Defense Army, and the injured are already over a hundred!"

"What exactly have you done? Who are these chosen ones?!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Liu frowned and replied sternly:

"You were the ones who attacked us first! The chosen ones were just trying to rescue us!"

"If you hadn’t fired first..."

"We! It was us!"

Xu Lie interrupted Xie Liu, then questioned:

"Whose side are you on? You still belong to the Holy Blood Temple!"

"Since you know, why did you take the initiative to attack us? Li Shi is already severely injured. Without these chosen ones, he would have died!"

After saying this, Xu Lie seemed to finally calm down.

After a sigh, he continued:

"We attacked those mimic heretics, not you."

"What do you mean by mimic heretics? What are you talking about? I’ve never heard of----"

"Give it to me."

Before Xie Liu could finish, a deeper, raspier male voice came through on the other end of the radio.

The man immediately revealed his identity.

"In the name of the Holy Father, I declare my identity to you."

"I am the Supervisor under the Holy Father, the Chairman of Han Shui City, Zhou Yan."

"You have made a great mistake, but the Holy Blood still protects you."

"Come back to me, and I will tell you the truth."

"Supervisor??"

Xie Liu didn’t respond immediately but turned to Chen Jian and said softly:

"He is the spokesperson of the Holy Blood Temple in Han Shui City, the highest-ranking Holy Blood here."

"Understood."

Chen Jian nodded and said:

"Keep talking, let’s hear what he has to say."

Xie Liu also nodded and then spoke into the radio:

"We can’t go back now, Li Shi is already severely injured and must receive treatment first."

"Also, we are not clear on what has happened."

"Lord Guardian, why did the City Defense Army attack us? What exactly is the mimic heretic?"

"There is no such thing as a mimic heretic, it’s just an excuse."

Supervisor Zhou Yan said without hesitation.

The people on the cat vehicle fell silent simultaneously, even Chen Jian couldn’t help but look at Xie Liu, disbelief written in their eyes.

Is it really that straightforward?

Before Xie Liu could question further, Zhou Yan continued:

"We originally just wanted to eliminate those you refer to as chosen ones."

"The monsters at the Han Shui Relics can be killed, but they must not be killed by them."

"...Why?"

Xie Liu’s voice turned cold, and the respect she previously showed toward the so-called Holy Blood Guardian vanished instantly.

The chosen ones killed a monster, and you want to kill them?

Just because "the monsters must not be killed by them," such a ridiculous reason??

You don’t know where they come from, nor what their ancestors did for this world.

What you care about, is it only the so-called doctrine, the so-called rule?

Her anger had reached an unconcealed level, and Chen Jian suspected that if the Guardian said this in person, they might have fought with their lives.

From Xie Liu’s behavior, Chen Jian made a further assessment of her.

Impulsive, straightforward, trustworthy, but perhaps overly sentimental; in the future, she needs more training to gain a firmer will.

He observed the changes in Xie Liu’s expression, while on the other end, Zhou Yan had already responded.

"Last time, the Blood Priest had already conveyed to you that they could only be partners, not friends."

"When they started to pose a clear threat, a preemptive strike was an inevitable choice for the survival of most people."

"Killing a Level 3 Monster was a clear threat to us."

"So, we acted."

"Is this declaring war on them?"

Xie Liu took a deep breath and asked with a hostile tone.

After a pause, Zhou Yan responded:

"Quite the opposite, this is seeking peace."

"I believe the chosen ones are right beside you, if not, you can relay what I just said to them."

"At the same time, I hope you convey our latest decision to them."

"We believe that with the current strength of both sides, if we continue to fight, it will certainly be a lose-lose result."

"Therefore, we are willing to set aside the dispute and reach cooperation."

"Perhaps there are some conflicts in ideology, but I believe after this friction, they can also realize that cooperation is the best choice for mutual benefits."

"I represent the Holy Blood Temple, and also the Mechanical God Sect, formally making a promise to them."

"We promise not to initiate any new disputes within the next ten years."

"The resources on this land are abundant, and our main enemies in competing for resources are those monsters."

"Therefore, we should unite."

"Even if there are conflicts, we should unite—just like the union of the Holy Blood Temple and the Mechanical God Sect."

"...Understood, I will convey this."

Xie Liu turned off the radio, looked up at Chen Jian, and after taking a deep breath, said:

"They are despicable, but please trust us, we..."

"No need to say more."

Chen Jian raised his hand to interrupt, then said:

"They are more despicable than you think."

"This so-called Guardian hasn’t told the whole truth."

"Two flaws."

"First, the monster wasn’t killed by us alone, it was killed together with you Holy Bloods."

"If they are after the ’fame’ of killing the monster, we can certainly give it to them, after all, we did it once when killing the Blood Sun General, and Xu Lie knows all about it."

"They shouldn’t have acted rashly without probing first, it doesn’t make sense."

"Second, if they were planning to kill us from the start, the best way would be to contact you first, especially to contact Zeng Yi, the insider, through him to arrange an assassination, wouldn’t that be better than making a big show of it?"

"They don’t know Zeng Yi has already revealed his identity... You haven’t mentioned it to them, right?"

Chen Jian patted Zeng Yi’s shoulder, and the latter immediately replied:

"Absolutely not, I swear on my life."

"Exactly."

Chen Jian looked back at Xie Liu, solemnly saying:

"Their target is not just us, but also you."

"The so-called ’mimic heretics’ is definitely not an excuse, such things may indeed exist, and they believe, we, including you, have become such things."

"The so-called temporary truce must be fake, they are just buying time."

"The pursuit can’t end that quickly... He Shuo, have you arrived?"

"We’re loading up, we’ll return to cover in 3 minutes."

Chen Jian exhaled in relief and continued to command:

"First, launch the drone, advance to provide me with low altitude visuals."

"The battle isn’t over yet."

"Tonight, it’s likely to remain restless..."

....

Meanwhile, in the discussion hall of Han Shui City.

Xu Lie stood next to Zhou Yan, looking somewhat worried.

After a long silence, Xu Lie couldn’t help but ask:

"Lord Guardian, do you truly believe that including Xie Liu, the several of them have already become mimic heretics?"

"Without a doubt."

Zhou Yan nodded slowly, then said:

"You have seen the record I gave you, the same thing happened once 150 years ago."

"The same outsiders, the same powerful force, the same corruption of the Holy Bloods’ minds."

"Do you think this time’s ’chosen ones’ are any different from them?"

"...But from the records of the Holy Blood Temple, those mimic heretics and the chosen ones are not the same."

"Even their appearance is different, not to mention, while they are strong, they can never reach the battle power of the chosen ones..."

"That’s not the point."

Zhou Yan interrupted Xu Lie, speaking solemnly:

"There’s only one standard for judging if they are mimic heretics."

"And that is if they’ve spread the plague of thoughts."

"Clearly, they have, and your three teammates have already been infected, otherwise, why would they abandon you?"

"Mimic heretics must be eradicated, they are a walking cancer that will devour all the order and bright future we have established."

"This is indisputable, do you understand?"

"...I understand."

Xu Lie lowered his head, and after a moment, suddenly asked:

"Isn’t there a possibility... they are right?"

"What if the plague of thoughts isn’t a plague but a truth we haven’t understood?"

"Time will prove everything."

Zhou Yan patted Xu Lie’s shoulder, speaking gently:

"The last plague of thoughts triggered by the mimic heretics took more than twenty thousand lives."

"This time, how many lives will they take?"

"I don’t know if the thoughts are right, I can only tell you, those you think of as chosen ones are not ’phantoms from before the great catastrophe’; stories of phantoms are nothing but absurd tales from the deep mountains in the north."

"They are mimic heretics, no different from those 150 years ago."

Saying this, Zhou Yan waved his hand, then issued an order full of exhaustion:

"Alright, the tracking squad should be near them by now."

"Go pick three new team members and catch up to them."

"Now is when those heretics are most relaxed, we must seize the opportunity... and completely wipe them out!"

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