Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"Sir, do you have any salt here?" Anita asked in a low but firm voice.

"It's in that black jar."

Wu Heng pointed to the row of bottles and jars on the chopping board.

She walked over, picked up the jar, and then used her sharp nails to scratch the delicate skin that had healed after the ointment was applied.

Reopen the wound.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, then grabbed a handful of fine salt and applied it to the wound, rubbing it continuously. The salt grains rolled between the flesh and blood, and the originally crystal color gradually turned red, like blood diamonds.

Interspersed among them were rubbed-off pieces of meat and fascia.

The original wound became pitted.

Anita groaned and her body continued to tremble, but she did not stop and kept rubbing her hands.

He scrubbed it 72 times before stopping.

But this was only the soles of the feet. She needed to perform such ascetic practices on every joint of the body to complete the baptism.

Wu Heng threw out a file, and it fell in front of her with a bang.

"Use this, it's more convenient. You have to do this kind of thing by yourself. Feel the pain and fear you bring to yourself, then overcome your own fear and control it." Wu Heng's voice was very indifferent.

There was no sympathy for the girl's suffering.

Anita nodded slightly and took the file with trembling hands. Her whole body was shaking and her brain nerves were constantly sending out warnings.

At this moment, her consciousness and soul seemed to have become two different individuals from her brain and were fighting against each other.

The brain says no, stop it.

The soul and consciousness say that this is a process that must be experienced and must never be stopped.

"You are my body and should listen to me!" Anita picked up the file and continued to work on the ankle.

I don't know how much time passed, but Anita fainted three times.

It was Wu Heng who poured cold water with salt on her to wake her up. Every time she woke up, she picked up the file and salt again and continued to baptize her soul.

The cold water and sweat mixed together, and my whole body was soaked several times, and I couldn't tell one from the other.

till the end,
Anita continued to reach for the salt jar subconsciously with her consciousness blurred, and rubbed her forehead, but missed. Only then did her eyes become clearer.

"Congratulations, you have completed the baptism of thorns. You only have one last step left."

Wu Heng smiled. He could feel that Anita had indeed stimulated his spiritual potential at this moment.

When he fried the bananas and gave them to Anita, it was definitely not a whim, but because she had a potential that was compatible with fear.

Of course, his potential is not particularly strong, but with his help, it is enough to feel the power of fear.

He cannot directly absorb the fear that permeates the world, otherwise he will inevitably be noticed, so he needs a medium.

It takes someone who can understand fear on his own, so that the other person can wake up and become his spokesperson.

So I chose Anita.

But all this depends on her own choice. If she is not up to standard, then so be it. Wu Heng will never compromise.

But he really didn't expect that Anita could persist to this extent.

Even some high-level spellcasters may not be able to do this.

"Bring the bag over here. The herbs needed for the last step are in it." Wu Heng pointed to the corner.

Anita struggled to stand up, and suddenly she felt a pain all over her body. Her body shook involuntarily and she almost fell down. However, she still walked over, picked up the bag, returned to the original place and opened it.

Inside was a very brightly colored spiral plant, and around the plant there were centipedes, scorpions, and snakes, crawling constantly.

At this moment, she had almost no healthy skin on her body. But she still didn't stop.

She ate bunches of herbs along with poisonous insects. It was hard to imagine that she was a wealthy lady who had never done any housework yesterday.

I have to say her willpower is truly amazing.

After spitting out all this, her body began to turn blue, the blood on her broken skin gradually turned black, and her entire body was covered in dirt.

The blood kept flowing out.

It even almost drained all the blood in the body.

The blood was like poisonous snakes. It did not flow directly on the ground, but continued to coagulate around her body, gradually forming a layer of blood scab around the entire body.

She was shaking constantly, as if she was experiencing something extremely terrifying.

Like a pupa in a cocoon.

Half an hour later, the blood scab that had merged with the white robe suddenly broke like a crisp chip, and Anita stood up naked from it.

She suddenly opened her eyes, which were red and bloody.

But his eyes seemed extremely calm, as if he had no fear of the unknown around him, but rather a sense of complete enlightenment.

A breeze suddenly blew into the simple house.

The wind smelled of blood.

Waves of hidden fluctuations that were imperceptible to ordinary people continuously flowed towards Anita from all directions in the house and were absorbed by her.

"Anita, congratulations, you have found your fear, and you have mastered it, solidifying your own fear sensory organization."

"But you also have to learn to use it instead of being controlled by it."

"Otherwise, you will lose yourself. This is a permanent struggle. I hope you can hold on." Wu Heng said.

He did not tell Anita that if she could not hold on and her soul was controlled by the Fear Sensory Organization, the result would be that she would become a Fear Monk and a demon controlled by Wu Heng.

He had no shortage of an ordinary Dread Monk.

Instead, I hope it will bloom different flowers on its own.

However, it is impossible to control the sensory organization of hell with personal consciousness and reach the demon level in one go. It also requires her own consciousness to control it.

Anita's eyes recovered slightly when she heard this, showing a hint of humanity.

"Thank you for your teaching, Anita got it!"

After she expressed her thanks, she realized something was wrong, as if her body was a little cold. She immediately looked down, and instantly her humanity was completely restored, and her body turned red.

I am actually light.

Wu Heng remained expressionless and threw the wet clothes on the chair back to Anita.

"Try to use your sensory tissue and dry it out. The power of fear is diverse, depending on your cognition and perception."

Anita took it and according to Wu Heng's instructions, the clothes automatically floated up and covered her body, and a gray aura overflowed from her body.

It brings out water vapor visible to the naked eye.

The clothes dried instantly, and the gray power of fear surged back into the body.

Just as Anita was rejoicing at her own strength.

It suddenly became cold outside the apartment.

Bang bang bang.
The only window shook violently, and a shadow covered the second floor where Wu Heng was, blocking the moonlight. (End of this chapter)