I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 460 459. A dream that you don't want to wake up from

This plot is not right? This sanctimonious old guy, is he secretly colluding with the cult?

Lloyd couldn't help but wonder as he watched the plot unfold in front of him.

And the NPC in front of him who played the cult member continued to preach to him:

"A natural disaster, an earthquake, how many innocent people will die? Isn't it?"

Lloyd ignored him, but subconsciously took out his revolver, directly put the muzzle against the opponent's forehead, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang~

The 'cult member' fell to the ground with a look of unwillingness to close his eyes.

Humph~ At this distance, my bullet will not miss.

Lloyd blew the green smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and then asked the tentacle grass in his heart to show him the situation of the other two opponents.

At this time, the two opponents have not yet woken up, and are still playing their own 'down and out middle-aged' characters, listening to the 'cult member' preaching and brainwashing on the rooftop.

Lloyd didn't bother to care about the plot, and started to set the attributes of the two people directly, just like the game yesterday, and soon woke the two people up.

He also tried to test the attribute level of the seventh-level strongman named Meyer by setting the attribute upper limit.

The result was only a dozen points stronger than Jefferson yesterday, just over 900 points.

Lloyd looked at his full attributes again, and he was still a little proud.

It's just that there is still a distance from the seventh level, and he still has to work hard.

While thinking, he waited patiently for a while, and then gradually found that something was wrong?

These two opponents actually look like they are enjoying the plot?

Let's not talk about the graduate, today is his home court, of course he wants to try his best to delay time, but what about the judge?

After regaining his self-awareness, he should crack the plot as soon as possible, right? Why is he pretending to be willing to sink?

Could it be that the two old bitches colluded to prevent him from winning?

This is disgusting...

It seems that they are forcing me to take action and directly destroy your [story]?

But will this affect old Olga's subsequent [transcendence]?

While Lloyd was still weighing the pros and cons and was not in a hurry to take action, his opponent took action first.

His body in reality was keenly aware that the comfort rituals began to operate.

At the same time, the hands and feet that the graduate made on the rituals also began to ferment, causing some environmental changes in the room where Lloyd stayed.

This is not an intuitive change such as getting hot or cold, but a special spiritual power of the [curse] system spreading in the room.

In order to bypass the restrictions of the [contract], these spiritual powers do not have a substantial killing effect. It is just that the environment of the entire room has become easier for the [curse] to be cast and exerted, and a kind of "hotbed" formed, which began to secretly catalyze the "seeds" planted yesterday.

However, the ‘seed’ yesterday was lightly dispelled by Lloyd before it could be planted in his body, so the specific effect is not known yet.

We can infer something from the unlucky judge.

The judge, who was still actively integrating into the plot and following the main line, suddenly froze, then showed a headache and sat down against the wall.

At first, he just felt a little uncomfortable and suspected that something was wrong with his body in reality.

But because he is currently in a state of separation between consciousness and body, consciousness is in the [story] and body is in reality, so the reaction is not very sharp and he can’t figure out the situation for the time being.

He subconsciously wanted to crack the plot and return to reality, but immediately remembered the employer’s instructions that he had to help Meyer win today and he needed to stay here for at least four hours...

But the pain in his brain became more and more intense and clearer, while his thinking consciousness became more and more blurred and heavy.

This symptom...

Damn! It’s mental pollution!

The judge realized the origin of this symptom and instinctively wanted to struggle and resist.

But it was too late...

In this state of separation of consciousness and body, mental pollution was particularly fatal, making him unable to resist at all, and he slid into the abyss of madness and fainted completely in the [story].

Fortunately, the graduate did not kill him too hard. After knocking him unconscious, he temporarily stopped and did not let his symptoms worsen.

But even if he had a "repentance", the mental state of this fifth-level judge had deteriorated to the level of [moderate madness]. Even if he did not transform into a monster, he was basically useless.

What's more, he would have to stay in this [story] for four hours in this unconscious, unprotected, confused, and moderately mad state...

Even if he was lucky enough in the end and was released by the other party and did not become a vegetable, he was destined to spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital.

Lloyd saw all the changes that happened to this person through the detailed "status" panel. He knew what happened without anyone explaining it to him.

He was a little surprised. The opponent actually used a curse that could cause mental pollution to people?

It seems that this beast does have two brushes. It can use something as unpredictable as mental pollution as an attack method, and at the same time it can circumvent the restrictions of the [Contract] to the greatest extent.

At the same time, it is used in situations like [Story] where consciousness and body are separated, but it is very fatal.

I can only say that he is worthy of being a person who managed to make it to the third grade in Mizkatok. He must have some brains.

It's a pity that I didn't take the right path...

Lloyd sighed with emotion. Seeing the tragic end of the inquisitor, he clenched his fists loudly, and his heart gradually became filled with righteous indignation.

It's not that I sympathize with this judge's plight. This person cheated by cheating in such an important game involving the fate of a seventh-level powerhouse. Therefore, there is nothing to sympathize with because he paid the price. It is not an exaggeration to say that he brought the blame on himself.

It's just that this guy carried the sacred object himself and used rituals and other rituals to cheat, and he didn't even think about harming anyone, so Lloyd didn't applaud him, but just smiled coldly.

He is just kind, not a saint.

So what really made him angry was the graduate. He must have planned to use the same method to deal with him, but he was neutralized.

It seems that between classmates and enemies, this person chose the second option after all...

So Lloyd took action without hesitation.

He directly reduced all the attributes of this graduate to 0 through the 'Settings' option.

So the graduate who was enjoying the plot was suddenly shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, he was in a relatively calm plot at this time, and the 'middle-aged man' who was substituted was resting in his room, rather than in some dangerous situation, so this sudden heavy injury was not fatal for the time being.

Then, a different narration came to his ears:

"What's going on? What are you doing? Why don't you attack that fourth-level guy?"

"Um?"

The graduate was stunned, not understanding what his employer Meyer was saying, and quickly explained:

"Of course I took action, wasn't he affected?"

"Not at all. He is destroying the plot wantonly and leaving some curse words here and there in the plot scenes."

Mayer said very unhappily.

As the author of the story, of course he could see what others were doing. Naturally, he also saw that Lloyd easily regained his self-awareness, and then began to act randomly, using paint, debris, and even NPC corpses from various plots. , spelling out all kinds of curse words, and they are very dirty!

This is definitely not a scolding of others, but a direct reference to him, the author of the [story].

Meyer was definitely very angry, but for the sake of the final result, he neither wanted to expel Lloyd from the [story], nor dared to change the plot, so he concentrated on targeting him.

I can only watch Lloyd scolding me in various ways——

He has now controlled the cult force that is the main villain in the setting through unknown means, and then commanded their people to line up in various fancy formations in a spacious square. It's all kinds of curse words.

Meyer's self-cultivation and demeanor were not very high to begin with, so he was naturally even more angry now, and immediately said to the graduate:

"I don't care what methods you use, you must keep that kid in the [story] forever!"

"Uh...I'll try my best."

The graduate responded helplessly, and then followed Meyer's reminder and found a safe house in the plot and hid in it.

Then he concentrated his mind and began to control his body in reality, releasing a ray of spiritual power from his fingertips to touch the curse runes deployed earlier.

Because we are in this state of separation between consciousness and body, it is definitely more difficult to control the physical body in reality. Even wanting to move our fingers is quite strenuous, and the ability to release spiritual power is the result of long-term practice in advance.

You must also prepare those curse runes in advance before you can curse others in the [story] like this.

Therefore, the movements in his outer body were very slow. Just a simple step took a long time.

This period of time was enough for Lloyd to greet all eighteen generations of Mayer's ancestors in various ways...

"Not okay yet? You move faster! This little brat is really good at swearing! I don't even know what kind of education he received? How can he not repeat all kinds of swear words? He keeps targeting my mother and talking to Compared to you, he is more of a [curse] type!"

Meyer urged angrily.

For some reason, the graduate suddenly wanted to laugh, but in the end he restrained himself and answered normally:

"Uh... the new curse has been replanted and should be catalyzed soon."

"Well, that's good, but what did you experience in the 'plot'? How did you make yourself look like a waste?"

"This...I don't know. I felt very strong before, so why did I suddenly become weak?"

"Hmph! It must be the fault of that little brat and Olga's old bastard. Jefferson also noticed it yesterday. They seem to be carrying some kind of rare holy object that can target our [story] and cause some problems for us. Impact that is temporarily incomprehensible…

But fortunately, the problem is not big, and it is not enough to ruin my [story]. Later, I can consider using this kid’s life to blackmail Olga and force him to hand over this sacred object... huh? Hasn't your curse taken effect yet? This guy started calling me a salesman! "

"It should be fine soon. Please be patient. In order to circumvent the restrictions of the [contract], my curse cannot take effect so quickly, and the mental pollution will not come so quickly."

The graduate explained quickly.

Fortunately, after only waiting for half a minute, a slightly smiling 'narration' came to his ears:

"Hahaha! Okay, this kid has been tricked! He's finished!"

Phew~ The graduates couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Then, you can enjoy my [story]. For the sake of your good performance, I have specially arranged a section for you that you like. Go out and have a look."

The 'narrator' continued to remind.

The graduate nodded, feeling that his hanging heart was finally relieved. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the safe house where he was hiding.

As soon as he went out, he saw a classmate smiling heartily at him and waving his hand.

"Hey~Long time no see."

When the graduates saw each other, they couldn't help but froze.

That was the classmate who was killed by his own impulse...

"What's that expression on your face? Did you see a ghost?"

"No...I...just..."

The graduate had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know what to say for a while. After holding it in for a while, he asked cautiously:

"Can you...can forgive me?"

He actually knew very well that this was a 'plot' arranged by others, and that it was all fake, but he still couldn't help but ask this question, trying to find some pitiful psychological comfort.

As expected, the classmate was still smiling heartily and nodded without hesitation:

"Of course, you were just impulsive. I have never blamed you. After all, we are best friends."

Just as he was talking, the narrator walked over to a graceful and beautiful woman. Her delicate body softened and she got into the arms of the graduate.

This was the lover who severed ties with him after he committed the crime.

"My dear, I shouldn't have abandoned you in the first place. I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay?"

The beautiful woman begged in a coquettish tone, and I felt pity for her body.

Before the graduate could nod in agreement, more people appeared around him.

He always looked down on his college tutor and apologized to himself.

The classmates who had hunted him down were asking for forgiveness.

The school girl whom I had a secret crush on was making secret glances at me.

Everyone surrounded the graduate, smiled at him, and applauded him, as if recognizing his achievements today.

This made him completely immersed in this dreamlike atmosphere without realizing it, and gradually forgot that these were all fake, and that he was in the middle of the [story].

In other words, even if he can realize this, he is not willing to break away from this beautiful dream, right?

Until he suddenly felt something strange coming from his chest and looked down.

At some point, a big hole was dug out of his chest, and his violently twitching heart could be seen at a glance.

However, there was no trace of blood flowing out of the wound on the chest, and there was no pain at all, not even the slightest discomfort. Instead, there was an indescribable feeling of comfort and pleasure.

Then, he saw wisps of tiny flesh sprouts protruding from his heart, which then turned into tentacles and began to wave and jump wildly.

He couldn't help but panic, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop it.

But when he stretched out his hand, he found that his fingers had been completely twisted and mutated, tangled together, and only an indescribable tumor remained.

"I...this is..."

The graduate opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But what he heard coming from his throat was just a low roar...

He raised his head sharply, wanting to ask his friend and lover if he knew what was going on.

But the dreamlike beauty before has long disappeared...

I didn't know when I had returned to reality, and there was only an unfamiliar ceiling in front of me.

No... maybe this is an illusion, and the previous scene is real, and this is the life I should live!

Yes, that's it, these are all fake, only I am the real one!

just me……

But... who am I?

Graduates feel that their thinking has been completely confused, and their self-perception has completely collapsed without even realizing it.

Finally, he saw a young man kicking open the door, holding a buzzing dagger in his hand, and several strange steel needles floating around him.

But the most eye-catching thing is the golden collar pin on his collar.

The graduates were very impressed by this. Although they could no longer remember exactly what it was, they still had a strong desire for it in their hearts.

Give me! Give me this!

He let out bursts of roars that no one could understand, thinking that the young man stretched out his hands that had turned into sarcoma, trying to snatch away the golden collar clip.

The other person just smiled and remained motionless.

The next second, his outstretched hand instantly twisted into the shape of a twist, hung down softly, and became motionless.

The young man continued to walk up to him, shook his head and said:

"It's really ugly... Then in the name of Mizkatok, I will be punished here!"