It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Although a fool can also please the Lord of Pain through the baptism, a normal person can better demonstrate miracles through the baptism.

If this stranger can survive the baptism.

Thinking of this possibility, the old woman was almost so excited that she pulled out the nail and inserted it into her heart.

Fortunately, she resisted the urge to hurt herself.

She could die, of course, but only after the great baptism was completed.

It would be best if we could wait until this outsider takes over as Pope.

"continue!"

The old woman said excitedly to the helmeted man.

(End of this chapter)

262. Chapter 261 The Giant Hand in the Blood Moon

262.

The pale moonlight shone through the glass windows, casting colorful shadows.

In the center of the church, only one color remained on Liu Zheng's body.

color.

His skin below the neck was peeled off, and he was covered from head to toe with the same thumbtacks as the helmeted man.

Of course, the peeled skin was recovering quickly, but no one else could see it.

Because he was trapped in a blood-red armor, the inside of the armor was full of sharp barbs that pierced into his flesh.

And there was a picture embroidered on Liu Zheng's back with iron wire, which was the appearance of the Twisted Saint.

All twelve rituals were completed. The great baptism that no one had passed for hundreds of years was finally successfully challenged again.

The old woman looked at him excitedly, her face an abnormally red color.

Liu Zheng's expression was quite calm. Part of the ritual was quite challenging, but after it was over all that was left was pure pain.

For him, simple pain is the easiest to bear, because the deformation of the flesh itself has changed his pain system.

Otherwise, the shock of feeling "reborn into flesh and blood" every time would be enough to drive him crazy.

"Congratulations, outsider, you have successfully passed the Great Baptism. Your name will be engraved on the back of the Twisted Saint and forever engraved in the history of the Church of Pain."

The old woman said.

"That's not necessary. I've already signed enough articles."

Liu Zheng shrugged, and the barb on his shoulder pierced deeper.

"Go, stranger, use your blood to write your name on the back of the twisted statue of the saint."

The old woman ignored his words.

"Does it have to be this way?"

"This is part of the baptism. If you don't complete this step, I can't hand over the Twisted Grail to you."

The old woman said.

"You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

Liu Zheng said suspiciously.

"You are the only one who has passed the Great Baptism in all these years. I want you to take over the important post of Pope. How could I harm you?"

The old woman said seriously.

"Forget about the position of Pope. I think being a delivery man is more promising."

He shook his head in denial and walked behind the statue.

The back was smooth as new and had no other name on it.

"After you write your name, you may see some visions. Do not resist, open your body and mind to feel. Perhaps you will see something else, but do not be afraid. The suffering of the saints will protect you. With your will, you will surely be able to withstand the impact."

The old woman warned.

"I knew it wasn't that simple."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes.

But he didn't refuse, instead he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

These are the aviator sunglasses given to him by Porco Rosso. One of their effects is to ignore all damage, negative effects and sanity loss caused through vision, which lasts for 30 seconds.

Although it is highly unlikely that you will need it, it is always better to be prepared.

Liu Zheng opened the armor, took some blood from it, and then wrote his name on the back of the statue.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the surface of the wood and disappeared without a trace.

In a trance, he seemed to see the Twisted Saint turned his head, with a painful expression and looking at him with compassionate eyes.

Behind the Twisted Saint were no longer various murals, but rows of towering bookshelves.

Suddenly, a strange-looking creature crawled out of the shadows.

It has a bumpy head like an almond, and in the middle of the head is a mouthpart with a circle of sharp teeth.

Behind the head is a bloated spider-like body, and underneath the body are many spider-like thin limbs.

The part behind it cannot be seen because only half of its body is exposed, and the other half is hidden in the shadow.

The spider-like creature raised its head blankly and looked at Liu Zheng.

It turns out that those pits and bumps on its face are all pure black eyeballs.

Countless eyes were fixed on Liu Zheng. He seemed to see the sky crack open, and blood like a waterfall poured out from the crack and landed on the moon.

The originally pale moon was dyed blood red, and under the blood moon were mountains of human corpses.

"Reasonableness reduction exemption successful."

As the system prompt sounded, a slender, dry hand with sharp claws stretched out from the blood moon and grabbed towards Liu Zheng.

"Shit, there's a Russian doll right here."

He was about to use his aviator sunglasses when both the Twisted Sage and the spider creature took action.

The Twisted Saint covered Liu Zheng's eyes with his vine-like hands, and the spider creature closed its own eyes.

Everything fell into darkness until Liu Zheng felt the invisible force dissipate, and then he opened his eyes.

The brightly lit church was still in front of him, and the old woman was looking at him expectantly.

"What do you see, my Lord?"

she asked respectfully.

"I saw the Twisted Saint and an ugly spider."

Liu Zheng replied.

“Can you describe the environment around the saint?”

The old woman didn't care about the spider and asked directly.

"I didn't see it clearly, but there were a lot of bookshelves. It must be a library or a book storage area."

He recalled and said.

"It was definitely done by the Karkalens Academy, a bunch of despicable thieves!"

The old woman said through gritted teeth.

"Carl Karens Academy?"

"This is the only university in Ate, dedicated to the study of human evolution and knowledge of the universe. The Blood Healing Church was founded by someone from Karkarens College."

The old woman explained.

"I see. So you mean that the people from Karkarens Academy stole the real body of the Twisted Saint?"

"Yes, that must be it. Those lunatics will do anything to gain knowledge."

The old woman said bitterly.

In fact, the Church of Pain has always had doubts, because ordinary people have no need to steal the Twisted Saint.

The Twisted Saint himself does not grant miracles. Since his "death", he has been more of a symbolic figure and spiritual guide for the Church of Pain.

The Church of Pain did not hide the Twisted Saint; anyone who entered the church could worship him.

Only those crazy researchers at Karkarens College would steal the Twisted Saint in order to gain knowledge and then regard him as a forbidden delicacy.

However, the Church of Pain does not have enough evidence to bring charges, nor does it have the power to forcibly search the church, so it can only hold baptisms again and again, hoping to get in touch with the Twisted Saint and confirm his location in this way.

It was also because of this that when Liu Zheng proposed to distort the Holy Grail, the old woman agreed so readily.

Compared to the distortion of the Saint's true body, a Holy Grail is nothing.

"That's too bad. I personally strongly despise this kind of behavior. So, can you give me the Twisted Holy Grail?"

Liu Zheng said perfunctorily.

"You are certainly entitled to keep it, my Lord."

The old woman bent over, raised her hands high and handed him the twisted holy grail with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Thank you."

Liu Zheng took the Holy Grail without any emotion.

Anyone who shows kindness for no reason is either a traitor or a thief, and he already guessed what the old woman wanted him to do.

It's not that I can't help her, it just depends on what price she can offer.

He withdrew his gaze from the old woman and looked at the Twisted Holy Grail.

(End of this chapter)

263. Chapter 262 It’s not that the Pope is not worthy, but that delivering food is more cost-effective

263.

"Name: Golden Ointment of Painful Miracle (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: After applying, it reduces the damage taken by the player (including the loss of sanity), and increases the recovery speed. The speed is positively correlated with the player's pain level, and lasts for three minutes."

“Note: The more hardship a person can endure, the more suffering he will endure.”

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

Wow, perfect quality props.

But think about it, the things that the City Hall specifically requested can't be ordinary stuff.

Unfortunately, although the thing is good, he still has to rely on the City Hall to solve the peacock issue.

Moreover, he already has an item called Heart of the Ocean that reduces damage and increases recovery speed. Although there are restrictions on its use, it can be used anyway.

Moreover, perfect disposable props like this are actually inconvenient to use.

You are reluctant to use it in small situations, and you don't have time to use it in big situations. You may end up hoarding it until you die, so it is better to use excellent equipment.

"Yes, that's it."

While hypnotizing himself, Liu Zheng put the twisted Holy Grail into the system space.

"So, do I need to return this to you?"

He asked, pointing at the barbed armor on his body.

"The great baptism is complete, my lord, you can take off your armor."

The old woman said.