A slum sect that worships blood as its spiritual totem.
It is said that it was originally just a small, unknown church organization.
Now it has changed its appearance and grown into a super large sect with tens of thousands of believers.
According to the vague recollections of the Mediterranean chiefs.
No one can explain exactly how the Blood Worshiping Sect was born.
It seems that the Blood Worship Sect has existed for as long as he can remember.
The Mediterranean leader just celebrated his forty-fifth birthday.
In other words, the Blood Worship Sect is at least an ancient sect that has existed for more than half a century.
Because the slums located near the capital have been deliberately forgotten by Mexican official departments for many years.
Therefore, the grassroots management of the Kimahuakan slum in the past was entirely based on territorial division and gang autonomy.
However, one night more than twenty years ago.
The Blood Worshiping Sect, which had become the second largest faith in the slums, committed a horrific massacre with thousands of casualties.
Completely establishing his position as the real ruler of the slums.
In the beginning, they also worked hard to build schools and hospitals.
Improve and help poor people escape from the control of spiritual bliss.
But as time goes by, the upper echelons of the Blood Worship Sect no longer seem satisfied with this.
They began to forcibly convert people to Christianity, and people had to offer their worship of blood in order to enjoy the benefits of medical care and education.
This is understandable, after all, the civilians in the slums have little choice.
But when people who chose to believe in the blood-worshiping sect were drained of their blood.
When even the cold corpses were abandoned casually.
Even the stupidest civilians in the slums noticed something was wrong.
The people gradually felt deep fear.
Some gangs decided to join forces to clear out the Blood Worshipers from the slums.
But within a few days, the bloody corpses of countless gang members with their skin stripped off were hung in every corner of the slums.
At this point, the Blood Worship Sect has truly become a terrifying legend in the slums that can stop children crying at night.
This is one of the reasons why the Mediterranean leaders are unwilling to reveal any information to Rorschach.
They really can't afford to offend those crazy blood worshipers.
Rorschach, wearing a metal helmet, straightened his tall body.
His metal palm also slowly left the young man who was still groaning in pain.
Others sitting at the dining table quickly stepped forward to support the shaky young man and helped hold down his wounds.
"Boss, whether you are a superhero or a member of other organizations, listen to my advice as a local coward, don't worry about anything, don't ask anything, and leave the slum immediately before the Blood Worshiping Sect can react.
That’s the best choice.”
With only a touch of despair on his face, the Mediterranean leader spoke earnestly to the metal giant in front of him.
"Do you think that no one has really taken care of this ghost place over the years? No, whether it is Mexico's official agencies or some young people who love to show off their heroes, they have tried one by one, but every time they have only caused harm.
A large number of civilian casualties occurred in the slums, but the Blood Worshiping Sect remained unscathed..."
"Thank you for your cooperation, money or leave the slums?"
At this moment, Rorschach, who was wearing a metal helmet, suddenly spoke.
With a low voice, he interrupted the Mediterranean leader's good intentions.
Hear Rorschach's inquiry.
There seemed to be a tangled look of repeated struggle on the face of the Mediterranean leader.
But in the end, he turned his eyes and glanced around his subordinates and let out a sigh.
"A sum of money."
"Can."
Rorschach shook the metal helmet slightly.
He raised a thick arm covered with a metal shell and shook it slightly.
The next moment, Iron Man David, who had been waiting quietly outside the door, entered the interior of the building.
It's like the appearance of a walking black skeleton or the iron man David who resurrects the undead.
Once again, everyone present fell into a state of shock where their common sense was shattered.
And along with the blue light flashing slightly in the eyes of Iron Man David.
A six-figure hard-earned fee was quickly transferred to the Mediterranean leader's personal account.
Kakaka——
One by one, the mechanical tentacles curled up.
The automatic servo robots that dropped down and put away their heavy logging guns walked uniformly towards the outside of the building.
Just when Rorschach, who was driving the power armor, and Iron Man David, who was slightly stooped, were about to go out.
The Mediterranean leader who was sitting behind the dining table, looking down at his account income, suddenly stood up.
He ran behind Rorschach in a few steps and shouted in a deep voice:
"etc!"
"Maybe I'm really crazy. I actually feel that you can help the people in the slums completely escape their suffering..."
"According to the gossip that has been circulating in our local area for many years, the reason why the Blood Worship Sect has been able to stand here for so long is because their priests control ancient magic, and priests and fanatic believers above a certain level also possess some kind of near-immortal flesh and blood.
The body, ordinary firearms and weapons have no effect at all... I saw this with my own eyes when I was a child! I swear on my life!"
The eyebrows seemed to take a deep breath in the trembling Mediterranean Sea.
He barely suppressed the slight fear that showed up subconsciously.
"Thanks."
Rorschach seemed to move his chin slightly without looking back.
He said calmly to the Mediterranean Sea behind him:
"If I were you, I would choose to leave here tonight...because a...war is about to happen here!"
The words just fell out.
Rorschach, who was driving the power armor, stepped out of the brightly lit building without hesitation and slowly entered the depths of the night.
Wait until the distance is far enough.
Rorschach, who was walking heavily, suddenly stopped moving forward.
He stood in the middle of a wet street, staring through the eyepiece of his helmet at the Iron Man David who was following behind him.
"David, tell Raditus to activate a batch of flamethrowers, and also notify Bucky to get the gang dogs ready for battle... Also, ask Madam Gao to mobilize a large convoy of Imperial Heavy Industries to be ready at any time.
ready to go!"
"Understood, my lord."
Iron Man David, with blue light flashing in his eyes, shook his metal head.
It immediately contacted the base.
"Um?"
At this moment, Rorschach, whose keen senses came into play, suddenly turned the metal helmet.
He stared straight into the deep entrances of several nearby narrow streets.
In the palm of his hand, he subconsciously raised the ready-to-go Seiko Bolter!
At the same time, five automatic servo robots quickly stepped forward and propped up the dark muzzle of the heavy logging gun!
The next moment, there was the sound of footsteps.
People from the slums wearing blood-red cloaks on their shoulders and carrying various cold weapons in their hands stepped into Rorschach's sight expressionlessly!