I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 360 359. We can’t just let it go!

"Okay, let's open the portal."

Professor Lawrence said, fidgeting with the square ring and bracelet on his hand, and then placed the weapon that could not be distinguished from a staff or a spear across his chest.

Lloyd was still not in a hurry, but asked cautiously:

"Professor, where is the better place to open the other end of the portal?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"That is to say... it doesn't seem appropriate to let them come directly to our laboratory, right? So I thought that one end would lead to the cage, and the other end... would it be better to choose a place that is safe for everyone?"

Lawrence suddenly opened his eyes slightly and asked:

"You mean...you plan to create a space channel out of thin air at such a long distance?"

"Yes, this shouldn't be difficult, right? It's only temporary after all."

Lloyd said it in an understatement and turned his palm, probably because he wanted to say that it was as easy as reversing the slap.

"No, this...well, okay...it shouldn't be difficult for you..."

"Then on the other end...does our college have a special ward?"

Lloyd asked more implicitly.

The special ward he wanted was, to put it harshly, a sturdy cell.

Because no one knows what is in the cage. Are there only a few big guys trapped? In other words... those big guys are still not human beings...

That's why he emphasized before that he needed an 'other end' that was safe for everyone, just to prevent the door from being opened and some weird things being released.

Professor Lawrence naturally understood what Lloyd was thinking and nodded immediately.

"Well... you are quite thoughtful. Then wait a moment. I will contact the old madman and ask him to prepare."

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"Please hold on a little longer, don't give up, don't lose to the fear and madness in your heart."

Judge Titus spoke directly in a very rare move, comforting a temporary teammate beside him who was obviously in a bad state.

At this time, his iconic black robe was tightly wrapped into the shape of a stick, standing straight on an empty pure white floor, barely supporting his head and the metal man on his face. face mask.

His original body and limbs seemed to have disappeared. Except for his head, all that was left was a cloth stick wrapped in a black robe. He looked like a mummy with only a head and spine, looking miserable.

But fortunately, it was not because he was tortured like this by the enemy, but because he was originally in such a life form. Choosing to restrain his limbs at this time was a way of protecting himself.

But the four [intellectual] big guys who were trapped with him at this time were all in normal human life forms, but none of them could hold on like him.

The weakest one among them, who had just been promoted to the seventh level, was also the first to be brutally murdered - after being forced to send a help letter helplessly, he fell into a continuous [forgetfulness], from memory, From knowledge to self-awareness, in the end, even breathing and heartbeat were forgotten.

Unfortunately, this boss was chosen to be the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkeys...

But compared to what happened to the other three, he was the relatively lucky one.

There were also two seventh-level bosses who, after being forced to write letters asking for help, soon began to lose their rationality, fell into madness, and then transformed into abominable monsters...

Forced into desperation, Judge Tiltus could only join forces with another boss who was still conscious to strangle these two former comrades...

But after all, he was a seventh-level powerhouse who had fallen out of control. Even though the chief judge was strong, the two of them paid a heavy price.

The last boss, who was seriously injured and delirious, started talking nonsense.

"Sorry... I'm afraid... Haha, I understand, this is... my destination... Please... kill me while I'm still here... Hahaha, I want to kill you, I'll do it right away I want to kill you...I know, I know everything!"

The presiding judge saw that the limbs of the last comrade had begun to mutate, and he could only grit his teeth and shouted:

"In the name of...veto!"

Bar chi

After a muffled sound, the only ones left in the cell were the presiding judge, who was still supporting himself, and the four corpses on the ground.

At this time, another burst of smiling murmur floated in the ear of the presiding judge:

"Then...you are the only one left...Tirtus, how long do you want to persist? How long do you want to persist? How long can you persist?"

"They didn't need to die originally. I didn't want to kill you, but because of your stupidity, your stubbornness, and your refusal of my invitation, they had to die. It was you who killed them!"

"Your struggle is meaningless, your resistance will only make me laugh...give up! Tiltus, I give you one last chance, join us, fall into the abyss with me, and touch the truth with me , embrace the madness with me!”

"I and the supreme great master behind me will grant you liberated [forgetfulness], will grant you great [distortion], you will have eternal life, and you can enjoy eternal power..."

"Don't persist, don't endure it. This is the destiny and future of mankind. This is the destiny and end of mankind. Why are you still struggling? Why are you still resisting? Don't you realize the insignificance of human beings?"

"The resistance of insects is just funny."

The judge has always been of high quality and self-cultivation, but after listening to the endless chattering in his ears, he finally couldn't help but burst out a swear word:

"Fuck you."

"Hehe, don't try to irritate me in this way. I will be very patient and won't let you die so soon. You are a fresh bait, you are a bottle of hidden poison..."

"I will let you see with your own eyes the scene where the Brilliant City forgets everything. Please look forward to it! I promise you won't wait too long."

"Oh! By the way, how much have you forgotten? Do you remember your wife who died tragically in the mouth of the monster? Do you remember your poor son who was captured by the cultists as a living sacrifice? It's all your fault! Their deaths are also your fault!"

"Haha? You can't have forgotten everything, right? But it's good this way. Forgetting these painful pasts will allow you to play with me for a while longer."

The noisy voice finally quieted down after saying it.

But the presiding judge still did not dare to be careless, and remained tense, trying his best to fight against the spiritual pollution in the air.

The source of the spiritual pollution came from a pot of flowers not far behind him.

The pot of flowers, to be precise, should be a pot of flower sculptures. The appearance is extremely ugly, ferocious, and bizarre. There is an indescribable feeling that cannot be described in words, but it is colorful and highly saturated, which looks extremely eye-catching.

But if you look closely, you will find that those petals with strange shapes and twisted outlines are all like some kind of meat products, or polymers of some organs. Even if they are motionless, they are emitting a disgusting sticky feeling, as if they are constantly wriggling.

If you look at it for a few more times, you will be invaded by a large amount of spiritual pollution, and at the same time, you will begin to forget some things involuntarily.

For example, the first rank 7 warrior who was killed was the one who ‘forgot to look away’…

However, even if you don’t look directly at it, this curious sculpture will continue to emit mental pollution into the air…

If you dare to spy on its secrets, you will be subjected to unimaginable mental pollution and mental shock in an instant. The two fallen warriors before fell into madness within a few minutes without having time to gather their inspiration.

After the sacrifice of these companions, the judge can basically confirm that the flower should be a unique mark left by the offspring of an evil god, which is a channel for him to interfere with and influence the world and project power here.

It can be regarded as a unique clone or special organ.

It is precisely because of such a ‘backer’ that the [Forget] criminal can be so arrogant and easily control the five warriors present.

Although the judge can still hold on for the time being, he knows very well that he can’t hold on for too long…

He doesn’t know if anyone will come to save him, but it’s better not to.

He could probably guess that the letter of help written by the gangster, who threatened his companion's life, would be tampered with in various ways, and it would probably be accompanied by some obscure [forgetfulness], and then spread to the cities and cults where they were located.

Although he only wrote one letter, the gangster could obviously send it to several different places at the same time...

Although he reminded in the letter, he also clearly described his current situation and asked people outside to leave him alone.

But modifying a letter is just a small matter for [forgetfulness] that can even erase historical records.

The presiding judge could not remember whether he had reminded in other ways.

He didn't know how many things he had forgotten, maybe even many important things?

But the gangster was wrong about one thing, that is, those sufferings that made him extremely painful and wanted to forget countless times, but he still remembered them very clearly.

This was the only motivation for him to persist...

In a trance, the faces of his deceased wife and children seemed to appear in front of him, smiling at him and waving at him.

That was a scene he had never seen in his dreams...

But his limited rationality cruelly reminded him that this was a sign of falling into [moderate madness].

It seems that I am about to die...

I'm sorry, I promised you that I would avenge you and kill all the evil demons in this world...

I'm sorry, I broke my promise...

The presiding judge felt his consciousness was groggy, and the surroundings seemed to be spinning. Then he was like a corpse thrown into the water, slowly sinking into a bottomless abyss.

So this is what it feels like to fall into madness?

It's not as bad as I imagined?

Then, the presiding judge felt a force washing over him repeatedly, very cold and rude, like the undercurrent in the abyss of madness, washing away his last rationality.

But a familiar voice came to my ears:

"Damn it! How could you hurt the presiding judge like this? It's too cruel! It's over, the presiding judge is left with only his head and spine. In the future, let alone marrying a wife, he can't even sit in a wheelchair, right?"

Then another hoarse, cold and rough voice said:

"Lawrence, did your assistant escape from me? Or should I arrange a ward for him here?"

Then another old voice answered:

"Okay, okay, his rank is still relatively low, and he has not yet reached the stage of changing his life form, so he doesn't know the situation... Don't worry, Professor Tiltus has not suffered any physical trauma, um... ok... …This is mainly because he gave up his body long ago…

It's just that he suffered serious mental trauma and has to rest in this ghost place for a while... Okay, let's go first. Let's leave this to another dean. "

When the presiding judge heard this, his consciousness felt heavy and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

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"Professor, we can't just let it go!"

After returning to the laboratory from the mental zone, Lloyd was still saying angrily.

Of course Professor Lawrence was also very indignant, but he was more realistic than Lloyd. He shrugged helplessly and asked:

"I know, but it's not easy to get people out of it. How do you plan to take revenge?"

After the two of them had completed a series of preliminary preparations for the rescue, the final step of rescuing people was actually the easiest and easiest.

It was Lloyd who activated the space passage, and then saw Judge Titus, with only his head left, fall out of it and land on the prepared hospital bed.

Then the director of the mental hospital with a beak mask took over.

Fortunately, although the presiding judge was only a head, he survived after all, and his mental state was not hopelessly bad. After all, he fell into [moderate madness] and was rescued not long after, so he still It can be rescued.

Lloyd didn't even need to meddle in other people's business. The masked dean began to eliminate the mental pollution suffered by the presiding judge.

But speaking of this weird mental hospital director, this was the first time Lloyd saw this person. When he met him, he was a little frightened and thought he was a monster.

Because as soon as I saw him, the panel prompts in my ears kept shouting +1+1.

But using [Detection] on him failed directly, and the human identity could be ruled out directly.

Maybe this is Mizkatok, who even dares to let an anthropomorphic creature hold such an important position as a mental hospital...

In short, the person was successfully rescued, but the matter was obviously not over yet. Neither Lloyd nor Professor Lawrence wanted to let it go.

Just now, when the space channel opened, Professor Lawrence took action first, using some method that Lloyd didn't understand yet, to resist the "oblivion" that followed.

Then he quickly took a quick look with inspiration and saw the disgusting flower in the depths and the four corpses of different shapes on the ground...

Because there is a layer of space channel between the two sides as a barrier, and Professor Lawrence is even more powerful, so it was just a small 'surprise glimpse', but he did not suffer any damage, just a slight headache.

Then he swept his head angrily to get rid of the sudden extra strand of hair on his head.

"What kind of weird abilities do you have? Did you learn them from textbooks?"

"This...I usually say it's the effect of a certain holy object on my body..."

"Next time, remember to make up a better excuse. You might as well say it's a unique skill taught to you by the dean or Professor Hiltina."

Professor Lawrence was complaining about Lloyd in front of the psychiatric director. He didn't mind being heard by a third person, and even took the initiative to introduce:

"Don't think this guy looks like a monster, but he is actually quite reliable. I trust him even more than I trust Hazlade."

"Lawrence, do you want to move into the ward I reserved for you now?"

In short, the process of rescuing people is probably so lackluster. The key is how to retaliate next.

While operating the light screen in front of him, Lloyd pondered for a while, and then suggested:

"I can still locate the space cage now, and then I can find a way to reopen a space passage, and then give them some gifts?"

"Huh? This idea is okay, but I also told you about the disgusting flower in the depths, right? You have faced something similar to that once before, with the help of Professor Hiltina and 0- 266 made it through.”

"Uh... did Dean Hazred tell you that?"

"Otherwise? Although I don't know how you did it at that time, I don't think you want to do it again, right?"

"I don't want to think about it, so I thought of giving it a gift. It must be big enough and surprising enough!"

"Um……"

Professor Lawrence twirled his goatee, thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to open a portal.

"Let's go to the engineering department and see if there's anything we can use."

After passing through the portal, Lloyd came to a faculty and staff accommodation area and stood outside the door of a small villa that was similar to his own dormitory.

He glanced briefly, then frowned.

This small villa has more personality than my own. There are many gears, screws, and even steam engines hanging on the outside as decorations. It looks very steamy and punk, as if it is afraid that others will not know that it is related to the engineering department.

But that's not the point. The main reason why Lloyd frowned was that there was a howl of ghosts and wolves coming from the villa that made people feel frightened and numb! It seemed like someone was roaring and roaring at the top of his lungs.

And it was accompanied by some sharp and piercing metal friction sound, which made Lloyd's goose bumps fall all around Mitzkatok.

"What the hell is this place?"

Lloyd couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Alas... In this hell place Mitzkatok, everyone has their own way of taking a vacation... You have to adapt as soon as possible. Even if you don't like it, it's better not to say it to your face."

Professor Lawrence said helplessly, then took a few steps forward and pressed the doorbell of the outer garden.

He pressed it several times in a row before he heard the movement in the villa calm down a little.

Although the piercing metal friction sound was still there, the creepy roar finally disappeared.

After waiting for a while, the door of the villa opened, revealing two ghosts inside.

One was a skeleton with an afro, wearing a set of fancy, shiny clothes that looked like performance costumes.

One was a colorful tin man, painted in the same colorful and shiny colors, as if he was going to walk on the stage.

"Ghost!"

Lloyd was startled and couldn't help shouting.

"Uh... Lloyd? Don't you remember me? I'm so sorry, I thought only Professor Lawrence came. Sorry to scare you."

The skeleton said very politely.

Lloyd recognized that this was the director Zaza who had helped him with the admission procedures before...

The tin man next to him quickly conjured up a white coat to cover up the traces of self-indulgence, and then pretended that nothing had happened and said:

"Ahem... Sir Lawrence, what can I do for you?"