Chapter 459

Even in the Association where there are as many immortals as hemp, this master was known for being unconventional.

How should I put it? Although he never touched any research or achievements that violated the bans, he greatly expanded the workload of the Association's reviewers through creative edge-walking and highly controversial back-and-forth, and even promoted the improvement of the Association's internal rules and regulations...

Everything he touched was slightly wrong, but if you tried to say where it was wrong, you couldn't. It was like a glamorous young lady wearing very little cloth, frantically posing in front of the reviewers... I really want to kill him, but there's no excuse, no opportunity...

He walked the edge so much that he became a thorn in the side of the Punishment Squad, who were just watching for him to make a mistake so they could quickly make it an ironclad case and send this guy in to finish it.

As a result, he just didn't give the Punishment Squad a chance.

Before that, he issued a public notice and directly withdrew from the Association, thus being completely expelled from the Taiyi Ring, and the title of master was also taken back, while he had long since disappeared without a trace.

For so many years, some say he fell into the Profound Abyss, some say he suffered the Association's punishment and was locked in a dungeon, and others say he joined Nirvana... In short, a master, and an artisan master who was good at the Heart Pivot, Mirror, and Ether domains, God knows what kind of

trouble this guy can cause in the Divine Kingdom.

Several holy relic theft cases were linked to him before, but this guy was slippery and left no traces; they missed him several times, and even the Saints were played around."

"And now, this guy has clearly gotten mixed up with Ji Jue!"

He pointed to the old man's face in the photo and said solemnly: "Think about it, everyone. Just Fluid Alchemy and Fable Alchemy, plus the various forbidden researches in the hands of these two, God knows what they can make.

The existence of the fallen Holy Seal is just a small test!

Not to mention adding the... ahem, the lady who broke into the Dream of Yellow Millet. Now, brains, technology, and fists—these guys are not lacking in any of the three; it will only be more troublesome from here on..."

"Besides, do you think this poison is simple?"

He pointed to the cabinet, "It's only been a few minutes, why don't you take a look?"

Dead silence.

In the dead silence, inside the cabinet, the countless squirming mycelia had somehow reorganized into a strange figure, like a graphic made by a low-quality AI; at first glance, it looked like something, but no matter how you looked at it, it was wrong—too many fingers, a strange and indescribable body

structure, and even sexual characteristics that constantly converted between male and female, as well as a face that changed constantly.

At this moment, he, no, it, was lying on the thick glass, curiously observing the figures in the hall, its face changing constantly amidst the squirming mycelia.

One could vaguely distinguish the characteristics of everyone present, constantly changing, and in the end, after several faces were pieced together, it actually formed a strange harmony.

It looked just like a person.

A newly created person.

Although it sounds funny, when such a scene appeared in front of everyone, they could feel a faint chill from that emotionless face and hollow pupils.

"What on earth is this thing?" The Pope's expression became increasingly serious: "There is no life or death in the Divine Kingdom, how could it alienate to this extent..."

"It is precisely because there is no life or death in the Divine Kingdom that it can alienate to this extent; this is a weapon tailor-made for us."

Guang Wen sneered: "This poison is essentially a parasitic spiritual body capable of self-replication, a result cultivated after the spiritual quality refining that Tide Sound is good at was combined with Fable Alchemy, and then purified and screened generation after generation.

Its existence is extremely tiny, almost the same as bacteria; once it comes into

contact with spiritual quality, it will multiply rapidly, but things with spirituality cannot die in the Dream of Yellow Millet, so it intensifies.

In a few hours, all the patient's consciousness and emotions are eaten up by it, turning them into an empty shell; at the same time, the large amount of spiritual poison that has multiplied will, in turn, maintain the host's consciousness, and because it has absorbed so many emotions and consciousnesses, the host might not even realize they have been infected.

And once it encounters other living things, the infected person who has become a nest will completely burst, and these mycelia will drift toward the surroundings like pollination, carrying out a new round of infection.

Once used on a large scale, it is foreseeable that if the Heavenly City cannot come up with a targeted strategy, in less than a month, there will not be a single believer in the entire world who can continue to provide faith..."

Before everyone could react, Guang Wen dropped another heavy hammer:

"Besides that, according to the observations of the Heavenly Eye Hall, the rabbit hole has been activated more than eight times in these days, and each time it has transported a large amount of supplies outward. Do you guess they are transporting instant noodles or festival dolls?"

"..."

Dead silence, in the long dead silence, the Pope spoke, saying solemnly: "Things have reached this point, we must not let the heretics' schemes succeed. We must find out the movements of the heretics, and where those things are going... I will mobilize the power of the Holy Lord to cooperate, and the Heavenly Eye Hall will trace the traces as soon as possible to lock onto the location of the gap.

This time, we must not let the Heaven-Sent Demon escape again!"

"The Pope is absolutely right!"

The Garrison Saint nodded and said solemnly: "If necessary, we will not hesitate to mobilize all legions... No matter what, the Holy Advent Day is near, and we must not let this group of heretics survive on the Holy Land!"

Once these words were spoken, there was no response at all.

The Garrison Saint was stunned for a moment and looked at the others, only to find that the others were also looking at him, as if... they had seen a ghost.

As if they had seen a fool suddenly enlightened and saying some kind of truth.

"Wh-what? Did I say something wrong?"

Soon, in the brief silence, the Garrison Saint also froze in place, as if he finally understood where his unintentional words were pointing.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..."

He trembled in horror, furious, completely unable to believe his own guess!

In the silence, no one dared to speak.

Only in Wen Su's sneer, she clapped her hands with admiration and emotion.

As expected of an artisan!

Truly insane!

Holy Advent Day.

In the paradise of the Divine Kingdom, the most important and grandest festival.

Every 365 days, they celebrate the Holy God's descent and the compassionate great cause of creating the Divine Kingdom, and all dioceses will fall into an ocean of joy.

And at the same time, a massive number of believers will gather under the Heavenly City to receive the grace.

At that time, the gate to the Realm of Ultimate Bliss will appear from the earth, guiding every pious believer to the Heavenly Kingdom to enjoy infinite bliss...

Imagine, if, in every diocese, in the busiest places, under the Heavenly City, in front of the gate to the Realm of Ultimate Bliss... suddenly, a bomb explodes with a bang.

From the Heavenly Kingdom to Hell, how long would it actually take?!

BOOM!!!

At that instant, the dome of the Heavenly City suddenly turned pitch black, and infinite thunder erupted with the Pope's fury; the hunched, aged figure slowly straightened up, and his eyes shot out intense light.

"From now on, mobilize all the power of the cult, at any cost!"

"————Find them for me, kill them for me, burn this group of heretics to ashes!"

And so, high above in the sky, in the Holy City hanging in the paradise of the Divine Kingdom, the vast bell rang once again, echoing across the earth and reaching everything.

Countless angels descended into the mortal world from the opened Heavenly Gate, arriving at every sanctuary as supervisors and commanders, bringing unprecedentedly strict orders.

Within three days, exterminate the heretics! Regardless of the consequences, regardless of the cost!

And so, the world transformed.

It was as if it had turned from a paradise into a machine, roaring into operation; believers turned into screws and parts in a massive system, running around in exhaustion, and the High Priests and high-level officials also suffered day and night, searching for every clue, not daring to have any slack.

And above the firmament, beams of light no longer hid themselves as they descended, sweeping across the earth, searching for every gap in the dream and every hidden secret, plowing through the wilderness and cities inch by inch.

In just a few hours, more than four resistance camps were dug out, and hundreds of cult members involved were tied to the stake, tortured, interrogated repeatedly, and even had their souls emptied to search for every clue.

Until a warehouse hidden under the Central Cathedral of the Western Diocese was dug out... When the Archbishop saw the angels moving huge jars out of it, he foresaw his own miserable future and passed out crying.

Then followed the second, the third...

Bombs disguised as holy statues, viruses disguised as holy water, poisoning mechanisms hidden in water sources... Everything Ji Jue had painstakingly arranged was uprooted at a visible speed, leaving nothing behind.

Even the underground organizations were completely cleaned out.

Amidst the screams and wails, the roaring footsteps outside the secret passage drew near.

The thin man exerted all his strength, holding the door behind him tightly, but it was difficult to stop the impact of that terrifying force...

"Go, Mr. Yu, go!"

He finally looked at his disheveled friend and smiled: "Things have reached this point, I don't blame you, it's just a pity, a pity..."

Clap!

A spear pierced through from behind the door, penetrating his body, followed by the second, the third, the fourth... The angels cruelly used this power to lift him up and tear him into pieces!

The shattered head fell from the air, still shouting at him: "GO!!!"

Yu Shu gritted his teeth, wanting to speak but stopping, took a step back, and then another.

Running wildly while crawling.

Finally, he touched the edge of the rabbit hole.

Suddenly pulling it open...

But at the moment the connection was completed, a joyful laugh seemed to come from the void, so happy.

"Finally, found it!"

Clap!

When Yu Shu crawled out of the rabbit hole using his hands and feet, he heard the sound of collapse behind him, continuous and gradually growing louder.

The narrow cave was rapidly annihilating and collapsing.

The spirits traversing the dream wailed and dissipated rapidly.

The last thing that fell out of it was a youthful hair clip covered in mud, the main body of the rabbit hole.

Completely scrapped!

And immediately after, there was a roar that shook the world!

The entire gap in the dream suddenly shook violently, the firmament fluctuated, and countless cracks suddenly spread; on the shattered firmament, one figure after another as large as a mountain appeared.

The weapons in their hands were raised and smashed down.

Stirring up earth-shattering waves.

Higher up, the Gate of the Heavenly Kingdom opened, and the angelic legion poured out like a tide, raging, sweeping, and galloping over.

Yu Shu was stunned in place.

"I, I..."

When he finally guessed what he had done, his face turned pale instantly, grabbing his hair, almost unable to breathe, wailing in pain.

He had messed up, messed everything up!

But at this moment, amidst the earth-shattering roar, a laugh arose, so happy.

Ji Jue!

In the center of the empty camp, Ji Jue had been waiting for a long time; he reached out, pulled him up from the ground, patted his shoulder vigorously, and was not stingy with his praise.

"A-Shu, well done!"