I upgraded and added 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?"

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

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

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

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...

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

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

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

"The resistance of insects is just to make people laugh."

The presiding judge saw that the last comrade's limbs had begun to mutate, and he could only grit his teeth and shouted:
"In the name of...veto!"

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

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.

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.

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

"I will let you see with your own eyes the scene in the dazzling city where you will forget everything. Please stay tuned! I promise, you won't wait too long."

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".

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

"Haha, don't try to irritate me in this way. I will be very patient and will not let you die so quickly. You are a live fish bait and a bottle of hidden poison..."

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

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 strange things being released.

"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?"

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

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!"

Lloyd asked more implicitly.

"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!"

"Fuck you."

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.

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

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

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.

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...

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

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

Baji
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.

The presiding judge has always had extremely high qualities and self-cultivation, but after listening to the endless chatter in his ears, he finally couldn't help but uttered a curse word:

The noisy voice finally fell silent.

That potted flower, to be precise, should be a potted flower sculpture. It is extremely ugly, ferocious, and curious in appearance. It has an indescribable feeling that cannot be described in words, but it is colorful and highly saturated, making it look extremely eye-catching. .

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

The source of the mental pollution was emanating from a pot of flowers not far behind him.

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

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.

"Don't persist, don't endure it. This is the fate 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?"

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

But if you look closely, you will find that those weird-shaped petals and twisted branches and leaves all look like some kind of meat product or some kind of organ polymer. Even if they don't move, they are emitting a disgusting viscosity. It feels like it's constantly squirming.

If you look at it twice more, you will be invaded by a large amount of mental pollution, and at the same time you will start to forget some things involuntarily.

For example, the seventh-level powerhouse who was the first to be brutally attacked simply '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 pry into its secrets, you will suffer unimaginable mental pollution and mental shock in an instant. The two fallen strong men before had no time to gather their inspiration and fell into madness within a few minutes.

After the sacrifices of these companions, the presiding judge can basically confirm that the potted flower should be a unique mark left by a descendant of the evil god. It is a channel for him to interfere and influence the world and project his power here.

You can think of it as some kind of unique clone or special organ.

It is precisely because of such a 'backer' that the [Forgetting] gangster can be so arrogant and easily control the five strong men present.

Although the presiding judge can hold on for the time being, he knows very well that he cannot hold on for long...

He didn't know if anyone would come to save him, but it was best not to.

He could probably guess that the letter for help written by the gangster who threatened the life of his companion would be manipulated in various ways. It would probably have some obscure "forgetfulness" attached to it, and then be spread to the respective cities and towns. Among the religious orders.

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

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

But modifying a letter is just a trivial matter for [Forget], who can even erase historical records.

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

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

But the only thing the gangster said wrong was that he still remembered the past sufferings that made him extremely painful and wanted to forget them countless times, but he still remembered them very clearly.

This is the only motivation he can keep going...

In a daze, the faces of his deceased wife and children seemed to appear in front of his eyes, smiling at him and waving to him. That was a scene I had never seen in my dreams...

But his limited rationality cruelly reminded him that this was a sign that he had fallen into [moderate madness].

It seems that I am about to die...

I'm sorry. I promised you that I would definitely avenge you and kill all the evil spirits in the world...

Sorry, I broke my promise...

The presiding judge felt that 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 is this what it feels like to fall into madness?
Not as bad as I thought?
Then, the presiding judge felt a force washing over him again and again, very cold and rude, like the undercurrent in the abyss of madness, washing away the last of his rationality.

But a familiar voice came to my ears:

"Damn it! You actually injured the presiding judge like this? It's so cruel! It's over, all that's left is the presiding judge's head and spine. He won't even be able to sit in a wheelchair, let alone marry a wife, right?"

Then another hoarse, cold and rough voice said:
"Lawrence, did your teaching 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 few years old, 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 slightly 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 thought about it 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 will make 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 of sufficient weight and enough surprise!"

"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 kind of sharp and harsh metal friction sound, which made Lloyd's goosebumps instantly surround Mizkatok.

"What the hell is this place?"

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

"Sigh... In this hellish place like Mizkatok, everyone has their own way of taking vacations... You have to adapt as soon as possible. Even if you don't like it, it's best 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.

After pressing it several times, I heard the movement in the small villa subsided a little.

Although the harsh sound of metal friction was still there, the blood-curdling roar was finally gone.

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

One is a skeleton with an afro-shaped hair, wearing a set of flashy, shiny clothes that look like performance costumes.

One is a colorful tin man, whose body is equally gaudy and shiny with paint, as if he is about to go on stage for a catwalk.

"Ghost!"

Lloyd was startled and couldn't help shouting.

"Uh... Mr. Lloyd? Don't you remember me? I'm so sorry. I thought only Professor Lawrence was here. I'm sorry for scaring you."

The skeleton said it quite competently.

Only then did Lloyd recognize that this was Director Zaza who had previously helped him with the admission procedures...

The tin man next to him quickly transformed into a white coat to cover up the signs of letting go, and then pretended that nothing happened and said:
"Ahem... Sir Lawrence, what do you do for me?"

(End of this chapter)