They attach rock shields to their hooves and bodies, which greatly increases their resistance and can withstand more damage and pressure, allowing them to continue fighting for a longer period of time.

On the front, some extreme protesters began to take more radical actions.

They took out the [Thumburge Stone] and crushed it on the spot, stimulating strange energy.

BOOM!

The terrifying EVE particles exploded instantly, forming a small energy cyclone.

This cyclone contains huge energy and spins violently, sucking everything around it into it. The protesters released the cyclone and directed it towards the suppressors.

Sweeping by the energy cyclone, the suppressors were hit hard one after another. They were knocked to the ground by the impact of energy, and their defensive equipment could not withstand this sudden attack.

The two sides on the scene have begun to lose control of the situation. The originally calm street instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield. The collision and impact of various energies intertwined in the air, presenting an extremely chaotic scene.

"The enemy took the lead in using thaumaturgic means and continued to escalate the situation. Everyone put on anti-personnel ammunition and opened the [Reserve Bank debit card] to prepare for a thaumaturgic strike!"

When facing the aggressive [dummy] group, police captain Kosik Bayev felt a surge of anger welling up in his heart.

His brows were furrowed, his hands clenched the batons in his hands, and his eyes were filled with fierceness.

Kosik Bayev stood in front of the bank, staring at the fierce onslaught of protesters in front of him, feeling an uncontrollable anger and disgust in his heart.

He felt that his patience had reached its limit, and the dissatisfaction and anger of these so-called [pseudo-human] group members made him intolerable.

"These damn fake people!" he roared in his heart.

As a police officer, he had always acted in accordance with the principles of maintaining law and order, but the scene before him made him feel that his authority had been challenged, and the radical behavior of these group members made him feel humiliated and indignant.

When he gave the order to upgrade his status, all the reserve policemen directly loaded their guns with live ammunition, and summoned [Centurion Financial Cards] from their bodies to prepare for the release of positions.

"They have no idea what they are doing. The Federation is really too good to them and makes them forget to be grateful."

Kosik looked at the patient with quasi-dactylosis who was leading the charge in front. He also had an extra card in his hand, but it was not a [financial card] commonly used in the federal financial pedigree. Instead, it was a card with a unique

The suit is a golden poker, the playing face of this poker is——[Heart-J].

With the advent of poker, the incarnation of financial evil began to emerge.

One of the fifty-four financial beasts of the Federation, [Red Heart-J], its appearance is that of a medieval knight wearing armor. The armor adopts the design element of the red heart symbol. The overall color is red and silver, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror.

The edges are sharp.

The visor of Red J's helmet is decorated with a red heart pattern, and there are carvings on both sides similar to card horn flowers. He is about 2 meters tall, has a strong build, and holds a silver-handed red and silver knight's sword, showing a strong sense of power and majesty.

When holding this card, police captain Kosik's eyes turned red involuntarily.

"Jack of hearts, cut off the rebel's head!"

As he issued the order, [Heart-J] suddenly raised his head, and the helmet decorated with a red heart pattern flashed red.

"Financial Technology-Red Heart·Heart Raid——"

In an instant, Red J appeared beside the rebel like lightning. He was holding the huge sword shining with red light and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

The tip of the sword almost touched the rebel's heart, and the distance was only a few millimeters. The figure of Heart-J flashed a blazing light in the air, and his goal was clear and determined.

The tip of Red J's sword was already close to the rebel's chest, and a fierce momentum swept over him like a storm.

The red energy on the blade exploded, forming a powerful sense of oppression that was suffocating.

The rebel felt the shadow of death hanging over him, his heart beating rapidly, and every beat seemed like a final struggle.

He was unable to move or resist, and could only face the sudden attack of Red J's iron sword.

"Buzz——"

A low voice suddenly sounded, like a whisper from the depths of the void.

The originally colorful scene seemed to be covered with a layer of gray dust, and all the colors lost their vividness and vitality, becoming pale and monotonous.

The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, without any flow, and time seemed to have stood still. Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, with their movements and expressions stagnant.

"What an amazing farce."
Chapter completed!