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#125 - The Nun's Suffering

“Wake up… Wake up…”

Like mosquitoes incessantly buzzing in my ear, an ethereal and empty voice swirled within my mind.

Wu Wang groggily opened his eyes.

He subconsciously blurted out: “The prefrontal lobotomy was a success? You’ve deprived me of my right to be an idiot! I’m going to sue you!”

God knows what he dreamt of during that faint.

The instant he opened his eyes, he saw the nun's flawless face.

She was almost touching his face as she softly called out to him.

“Holy crap! I’m not pure anymore!”

Wu Wang flipped over and felt his clothes.

Okay, they hadn't been taken off.

Then, he began to survey his surroundings.

It still seemed to be a church here.

But he knew very well that this was no longer the church from before.

Or rather, this was an earlier version of the church.

He couldn't help but recall what he had done outside, waiting for the last team of players to be sent into Aiguyi.

Unfortunately.

Only one person from the last team of players passed the nun's trial of torment.

Because at this point, even the pain of having one's internal organs dug out was not enough to gain the nun's approval.

Now, with the players who lost their extraordinary abilities due to the Spirit Disaster.

To go a step further on the basis of such pain.

That was basically suicide.

Wu Wang was very familiar with the only person who passed—

Zhuge Yue.

She was a little surprised when she found herself appearing in the church.

When she asked the nun why she wanted to keep her in the church, the nun said with a gratified expression:

“This young person who has comprehended the true meaning of torment is willing to stay until the end and experience the ultimate torment with me!”

Hearing this, Zhuge Yue's expression towards him became strange.

Slightly disgusted, but also feeling that it made sense.

Dude! You seem to have misunderstood something!

Wu Wang saw in her eyes a meaning of 'You really are a masochist'.

But he was too lazy to explain too much.

Instead, he was more curious about how Zhuge Yue would get through this level.

To be honest, from the bottom of his heart.

Wu Wang really wanted this crazy woman to die directly in the instance.

Her threat to his real life was too great.

In addition to her having a problem with her brain, Wu Wang had always been cautious and abstract when getting along with her.

Lest his true identity be exposed.

However, under his gaze.

Zhuge Yue just walked to the nun's side, revealing a similarly infatuated expression.

She pointed to her brain and said, “Then please check my memories to see if they can satisfy you?”

The nun agreed.

This was actually Wu Wang's fault.

His suggestion of mental torment made the nun particularly attentive to this kind of inner pain.

So, she placed her hand on Zhuge Yue's forehead.

After a moment, the nun showed a joyful expression on her face and said, “Your torment is admirable.”

The next second, Zhuge Yue disappeared from the church.

She successfully went to the town of Aiguyi.

This made Wu Wang a little curious about what kind of torment the other party had experienced to be recognized by the nun with just one glance?

But facing his question, the nun just shook her head and said, “Sorry, it is impolite to privately reveal the torment of others.”

BYD, you are quite polite!

Then when you cut and tear open other people's bodies, why don't you say that our body, hair, and skin are received from our parents?

I see that you cut it quite happily!

Especially when those who tried to escape revealed desperate expressions under the nun's slow slicing.

The redness on her face was almost as if she was going to orgasm.

Why don't I see you talking about politeness and establishing new customs at this time?

“Now it's your turn to enjoy the torment.” The nun walked towards him with a holy smile.

The iron thorn throne under her began to spread and grow.

Growing towards Wu Wang's body.

Tiny, almost invisible iron thorns began to wrap around his skin, flesh, and even bones.

A large amount of blood flowed out instantly, dyeing the ground a pool of bright red.

Imagine, in a situation where you can't move.

Every inch the iron thorns move in the body, the pain nerves in that entire area are frantically throbbing.

The iron thorns all over his body began to squirm.

Even Guan Yu scraping his bones to treat his wounds is child's play in the face of this kind of pain.

That kind of heart-wrenching pain would have made a normal person fall into a coma long ago.

But Wu Wang didn't pass out.

The experience of countless suicides and dissections had long accustomed him to this kind of pain mentally.

The body's brain falling into a coma due to pain is actually a protective mechanism of the human body.

However, Wu Wang had already lost this protective mechanism years ago.

Not only did he not struggle in pain.

Instead, he showed a contemptuous smile and whispered to the nun, “Is that all?”

During the conversation, even a few iron thorns as thin as hair drilled out of his eyeballs.

Like blooming metal roses.

Nun: “!?”

Although the iron thorns in front of her were just an appetizer.

She had never thought that an outsider, without faith in torment and without receiving a miracle.

Could face such pain without changing his expression.

And she could also sense that the other party really looked down on this low-level torment from the bottom of his heart.

So, she got wet again.

Kneeling in front of Wu Wang.

But her tall figure could still look Wu Wang in the eye even when kneeling.

She gently stroked Wu Wang's cheek with her fair and slender fingers.

Remembering the contours of this young man's face inch by inch.

The redness on her face became more and more obvious, and she said tremblingly: “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insulted you with such low-level torment.”

“Now, as a devout believer in [Torment], the high priest of Aiguyi, and a survivor of the Day of Extinction.”

“I respectfully invite you to welcome the ultimate torment in my memory.”

“Are you willing?”

Wu Wang looked at the nun kneeling in front of him.

Sister, please speak properly.

These lines are easy to misunderstand.

We are going to suffer torment, not get married.

And your hand, don't touch it everywhere!

If you touch it any further down, it won't pass the censors!

Am I willing? Of course I'm not willing if I can!

I'm not really a masochist!

But who made all this for the sake of killing you?

Wu Wang showed a smile on his face, which was full of blood and iron thorns, making him look hideous.

“Of course I'm willing, please.”

Buzz—

Along with Wu Wang's agreement.

The entire church began to tremble.

The exquisite rose windows, every line of which was full of artistic atmosphere, shattered, the snow-white floor tiles began to crack, and the wooden tables and chairs that had been as good as ever for a hundred years began to rot and decay.

The temperature in the air also dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, turning into the frigid Arctic in an instant.

The night outside, as dark as ink, also became bright red like blood.

The earth was wailing, and the sky was crying.

As if the never-ending twilight had descended here.

A trace of grief flashed in the nun's eyes, and she tightly hugged Wu Wang, who was fixed on the iron thorns.

She leaned over to his ear and said word by word:

“Welcome to the eve of the Day of Extinction.”

“In 72 hours, the entire town of Aiguyi will be reduced to ruins.”

“You will witness the ultimate torment with me countless times.”

“Until eternity.”

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