The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me.

Chapter 262 Malice
The captured member of Apocalypse nodded slightly. At this moment, his body was covered with fine cracks. Just a nod caused his skin to burst in many places.

The middle-aged man stood on the mountain with his hands stretched forward with his ten fingers spread out. He connected his index fingers and thumbs together to form a square between his fingers.

He put the distant city into the frame and took a deep breath.

He took a huge breath, so big that his lungs expanded like balloons and his chest circumference at least doubled.

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The middle-aged man exhaled the gas he inhaled towards the members of Apocalypse. The exhaled air was like a strong wind, almost blowing up all the exposed skin of the members of Apocalypse.

"I smelled the remaining breath of the Kingdom of God on Earth. The guy who robbed the Kingdom of God on Earth is a novice. His attainments in mysticism are not good enough. After all this time, he has not been able to turn the Kingdom of God on Earth into his own."

He looked at the half-dead member of Apocalypse lying on the ground with disdain, took out a can of special adrenaline, and injected it into the other person's body.

This potion allows the user to be immune to continuous damage of D level and below for one hour and remain conscious.

There is just one minor side effect, which is that it can be immune to damage but not to pain. Not only is it not immune, it will also amplify the pain ten or a hundred times.

The amplified pain cannot be neutralized by other potions, and the damage to the user is often greater than the damage it prevents.

As a survival potion, it was a failure, but for torture, the effect was amazing.

That kind of pain was beyond the endurance limit of ordinary people. Looking at the members of Apocalypse whose facial features were twisted together due to pain, even if he was asked to post his web browsing history to his friends without deletion, he would do it honestly.

The middle-aged man asked, "When was your kingdom of God on earth taken away from you?"

"Five, early May." The Revelation member answered with difficulty.

The middle-aged man showed a satisfied look on his face. He had asked the other party many times, and no matter how high the pressure was, the other party's words did not change, so it should be true.

The middle-aged man’s name is You Feipeng, a second-level ranger of the Administration, level 48, and an evolutionary.

He is carrying out routine patrol tasks in the real world to ensure that the order of the real world is stable enough to prevent evil believers or wild supernatural beings from disrupting the order.

Normally, the upper limit of the passage that the Pillar of the Present World can accommodate is level 45. He is quite special and has a blue-level title, "the fish that slipped through the net", which can reduce the suppression of system rules and plane rules on him.

Theoretically, as long as he is not higher than level 50, he can travel freely between the Wild World and the Reason World through the Pillar of the Present World.

Even though the blue title is only the lowest level title, it is still a title no matter how low the level is.

It was because of his title and his "Innate Patrol Holy Body" that he was able to stay ahead of other members of the same level and become a second-level patroller.

Gu Feng, who had previously guarded the underground shelter, was as powerful as You Feipeng. Despite his merit in guarding the shelter, he was only a third-level ranger.

When You Feipeng returned to reality this time, his original plan was to do as usual, just step on a few mice to death, go to various branches to enjoy the praise of the weak, and help ambitious female members with copy strategies late at night.

Then take on some private work, make a fortune, and then return to the business world in happiness.

But this time it was a little different, he seemed to have hit the jackpot.

Wanghai City is the territory of the order faction. He is not very enthusiastic about this place. Before coming here, he took a tour of the neighboring Wanming City.

Unexpectedly, when he was just walking around Wanming City, he found a rat's nest. He not only stepped on many small mice to death, but also caught a big rat.

Rat was the member of Apocalypse who was tortured to death by him. Rat was the person in charge of Wanming City. It was said that he had the highest status in several nearby cities except for a bishop who was elusive.

You Feipeng has a hobby, which is to torture the mice he finds. While torturing them, he asks them if they will surrender.

He just asked whether the mouse would confess or not, but did not mention the problem. What the mouse would confess depended entirely on its own consciousness.

No matter what the confession is, he will not stop interrogating.

But this time, he encountered an unexpected surprise. The Rat actually confessed a big secret, which was that Revelation had planned a ceremony of the Kingdom of God on Earth in Wanghai City more than half a month ago, but it was reaped by a stranger.

The other party not only picked the fruits, but also informed the Wanghai City Branch and directly pointed out the hideout of Revelation in Wanghai City.

The police stations in several nearby cities worked together and almost captured the mysterious bishop.

This news immediately made You Feipeng's eyes light up and he became energetic.

The kingdom of God on earth is a good thing. With his attainments in mysticism, with a little modification, he can make the designated god come.

Coincidentally, in addition to being a ranger of the Administration, You Feipeng has another identity.

A peripheral member of the Guangming Society.

The Guangming Society had very strict requirements for recruiting members. With his qualifications, he couldn't even become a core member, let alone an ordinary formal member. He was only allowed to join as a peripheral member because the other party was willing to let him join because he could frequently return to reality and help them with private work.

But with the kingdom of God on earth, it’s different. You know, it’s very difficult to build a kingdom of God on earth in the real world. First of all, the location must be chosen well enough and be located where the plane barrier is weak. Secondly, it must not attract the attention of the administration. Finally, a large number of believers are needed to provide their willpower.

If he presents the transformed kingdom of God on earth, this achievement will definitely be enough for him to be promoted to a formal member.

Unlike the four major organizations that cannot be separated from ordinary people's society and have conservative and outdated ideas, the Illuminati represents evolution and the future.

The players on the third level of the Abyss have completely abandoned the real world. Living in an advanced world, they no longer look down on the ants in reality.

The second layer of the abyss is also about to undergo changes. Only those who join the Society of Light know how powerful it is.

Facing the Society of Light, which respects strength, no matter whether it is the four major organizations or the believers of evil gods, they are nothing but chickens and dogs. As long as one can join the Society of Light, he will surely be greeted by a bright future.

Thinking of this, You Feipeng became excited. He pulled the rat up from the ground, inserted his hand into the wound on the rat's abdomen, enjoying the slippery touch of its internal organs, and said in a sick voice:

"I see a bright future, and this bright future is brought by you. Thank you, thank you so much, I must share my excitement and joy with you!"

The regional head of Revelation felt as if his internal organs were being cut back and forth by ten thousand steel knives. The tremendous pain was about to boil his brain, but he could not wail, nor did he dare to show pain. He could only follow You Feipeng's wishes and put on a congratulatory smile.

If he did not follow You Feipeng's wishes, he would only suffer more cruel torture. Those dead companions of Apocalypse had been displayed in front of him many times.

He suddenly remembered what Bishop Yuna once told him: don't yearn for the second level of the abyss, as it is not a safe paradise.

If one fails to maintain one's original heart and enters the second layer of the abyss, one's soul will only be corroded and distorted, turning into a monster with only the appearance of a human being remaining.

Now it seems that what Bishop Yuna said was indeed correct. The members of this administration are more cruel and unscrupulous than those believers of the Tranquility Sect.

He was beyond saving, but even if he died, he would take this devil with him and would never let Bishop Yu Na fall into his hands.

Bishop Yu Na said that there are monsters in Wanghai City, so never try to take back the underground kingdom of God.

In that case, he would lure the devil to fight the monster. No matter what the result was, the devil would not have the energy to pay attention to Bishop Yuna.

You Feipeng was very satisfied with the congratulations from the person in charge of the Revelation area. He praised the other party's tact, took out his bloody hand, and gave the other party a small bottle of blood to ensure that the other party would not die. Then he took the other party to Wanghai No. 1 Middle School.

What a wonderful kingdom of God on earth, but it is left to be ruined by the trash in the wilderness. It is better to give it to him.

On the other side of Wanghai City, in the basement of Wanghai City Branch, Wu Chang had just come out of the elevator and entered the dark island.

The Erosion Copy only covers the underground of the Administration, but the actual space inside the copy is very large, so large that it has a complete island and an invisible sea area.

They are compressed in a small space. Once the copy fails, the copy will further erode reality, and this sea area and the huge isolated island will appear in the urban area of ​​Wanghai City.

Wu Chang didn't dare to imagine how great a disaster they would bring.

He clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes.

The reason why he was in a hurry to go underground and enter the erosion space was not only to speed up the copy strategy, but also to see if he could block the painter in the copy.

It's not for the sake of city safety or anything like that, it's purely a personal preference.

During this period, wild extraordinary people have been rampant in Wanghai City and have continued to cause chaos. If it was not certain who was the mastermind behind the scenes before, the answer became very clear the moment the erosion copy appeared in the basement of the administration.

limner.

If the mastermind behind this is the painter, it means that he has been hiding in Wanghai City and spying on everything during this period of time.

Wu Chang was not sure how much the painter saw, whether he saw the kingdom of God on earth, and whether he saw his identity.

He was very unhappy about this. Is there any privacy left?

In addition, he also had a lot to say about the painter's behavior. What he hated most in his life was those pretentious guys who, for their own selfish interests, thought that they had the power to control the fate of others because of their status or ability.

Wu Chang had a lot to say to these people, and all of it was in his own words.

If he were to catch the painter, he would definitely make him suffer.

As for whether he can win or not, what a joke. He has already elbowed Huanxi, so how can he not defeat a painter?
If one can enjoy certain privileges as long as one is strong enough, then he, Wu, should also have some privileges now.

For example, if you see someone you dislike, you can elbow him.

He shook his head, pushing aside his desire to elbow the painter and turning his attention back to the copy in front of him.

He folded his arms and rubbed them.

His first reaction to this place was cold.

Although it was pitch black all around him, his facial features, strengthened by the power of his origin, enabled him to see everything around him clearly.

All around him was a world of ice and snow. The thick snow was above his knees. The hot air he exhaled turned into fine ice chips as soon as it left his body. According to conservative estimates, the temperature was at least minus 40 to 50 degrees Celsius.

It was the end of May in the real world, and Wu Chang had already changed into short-sleeved shirts and was standing in the snow and ice in those clothes. If he hadn't circulated his energy to drive away the cold, he would have frozen to death as soon as he landed.

A cold wind carrying broken snow blew past, making him shiver.

I want to be a painter even more.

Apart from the cold environment, the atmosphere on the island is also very uncomfortable.

There seemed to be something lurking in the darkness, full of malicious intent, tempting him to see something.

It's just that the malicious intent was too fragile. When he was concentrating on finding the source of the malicious intent, the malicious intent fled in a hurry and dared not show up.

Those malicious intentions were very timid. Even if he did not actively resist with his will and let go of his inspiration and perception, they did not come to him again.

Good food and fun-loving.

Wu Chang shook his head, too lazy to care about them, and walked towards the ruins in the center of the deserted island.

Halfway through the journey, his inspiration struck him. He saw a protruding mass of snow next to a large rock at the edge of the cliff, with a corner of his clothes sticking out from the edge of the snow.

Some people were buried in the snow.

He pulled the person out along the corner of his clothes. It was the body of a man. He had lost all signs of life and his body was frozen hard, turning into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

The man was wearing a thick down jacket, was fully equipped, and was carrying a large travel bag. It was obvious that he was not a member of the Administration, but a native of the copy plane.

Through the broken goggles, you can see the man's face. The man has a thin face and wears thin-framed black metal glasses. Just by looking at his face shape and the frames, you can tell that he is an intellectual.

However, his face at this moment did not reveal any knowledge, but was filled with fear. His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs bulged out, and the lower half of his face was bloody, as if he had fallen from the cliff above.

Judging from the man’s attire, he must have come to the isolated island for investigation or exploration, but fell to his death in an unknown corner.

As a native of the copy, his death was meaningless, but to Wu Chang, his death was very valuable.

Because Wu Chang saw a hint of resentment in him.

Wu Chang focused his gaze on the resentment, only to see that the resentment turned into a strong wind mixed with blizzard, blowing towards him.

The blizzard continued. No, it was that he had entered into resentment, attached to the dead man's perspective, and moved slowly forward in the blizzard.

The men did not come alone, they were a whole team, eight people in total.

They traveled through the dark island, and from a man's perspective, Wu Chang could hear whispers and low growls coming from the darkness around him.

It turns out that those malicious people who bully the weak and fear the strong are so active when facing ordinary people.

Each team member holds an oil lamp in his hand, with golden oil burning inside. It emits a warm light at night, keeping any evil in the darkness at bay.

The man possessed by Wu Chang was the weakest. Just walking in the knee-deep snow made him sweat profusely, and he was soon on the verge of falling behind.

"Wells, keep up! If you fall behind, don't expect us to come back to rescue you!" A stern voice came from the radio, and from the tone of the voice, it seemed that it was a soldier.

"Colonel Johnson, I, I can't breathe," Wells replied intermittently.

The radio once again shouted, "This is just the beginning, Wells. If you can't hold on to this level, then you should just stay in the warm research institute and continue studying your damn ancient documents instead of dragging the team down!"

"I'm telling you, in two hours, the island will be dark. If I can't reach the shelter on time because of you, I will smash your head with my gun before I am swallowed by the darkness!"

Wells glanced at his watch. The watch had a special dial. A circle of twenty-four hours was divided by 0 and 12 o'clock. From 0 to 12 o'clock, one side of the dial was twinkling with starlight, and the other half was completely dark.

There is no daytime on the entire island, only the difference between late night and early night.

The time displayed now is 10 o'clock, and it is about to enter the middle of the night.

Wells knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't argue, but just tried his best to keep up.

Colonel Johnson was right. Given his physical condition, he should be in the warm study room at the rear, making a cup of coffee and slowly interpreting the text coming from the front.

But he didn't want this to happen. From the documents he had interpreted in the past, he had already glimpsed a huge secret, a crazy news that could subvert the world.

As one of the few scholars in the world who can decipher that kind of ancient text, he believes that he is a being chosen by God, and his mission is to reveal the secret.

So he insisted on joining the team and becoming the first person to see the secret!
Just as he was beginning to lose strength, his teammates in front of him stopped, turned around and helped him move forward.

"Thank you, Fujita."

Hiroyuki Fujita, a folklorist and explorer, has visited many ruins that exist only in mythology and has also done some research on ancient characters.

But not as good as him.

Colonel Johnson valued Fujita's rich experience, so he invited him to join the team. Several documents he had received before were provided by Fujita.

He insisted on joining the expedition team, to some extent, in order to see what was mentioned in the literature before Fujita.

The secrets of the world should belong to civilization. Damn yellow monkey, don't even think about seeing the secrets of the world before him.

Wells repeated the racial slur several times in his mind, but he still needed Fujita Hiroyuki at the moment, so he thanked him humbly:
"Fujita, we are all scholars. You are the only one who respects knowledge and researchers like me."

Fujita smiled and said, "Professor Wells, I have always been your admirer. It is a great honor to work with you."

Wells was pleased with himself and said, "I'd be happy to work with you, too."

As an explorer, Hiroyuki Fujita had extraordinary physical fitness. He could easily catch up with the main force with Wells. Wells was almost dragged forward by Fujita. He did not consume much physical energy, his breathing became even, and he spoke fluently.

The two of them talked as they walked along the way, the atmosphere was extremely lively, and they quickly became familiar with each other.

Fujita Hiroyuki was very studious and asked Wells a lot of questions about the direction of ancient character interpretation. He also took the time to ask him to identify a few pictures.

Wells loved to teach, and he generously answered all of Fujita's questions.

However, as time went by, the questions Fujita Hiroyuki asked became more and more difficult. For some ancient characters, he had to combine the context, half interpret and half guess, before he could tell the vague meaning.

Later, the photos taken out by Hiroyuki Fujita made Wells alert, because the text on the photos had the same origin as the ancient text discovered before, and was obviously recorded in the same place.

But he had never seen the photos that Hiroyuki Fujita took out.

He was about to refuse to answer, but found that the radio had been disconnected. He and Hiroyuki Fujita had unknowingly separated from the main force.

"Professor Wells, this is my last question. Please tell me what it means."

When Wells gave his final answer, Fujita bowed to him and extinguished the oil lamp in Wells' hand.

"Professor Wells, I am the messenger chosen by God."

(End of this chapter)