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Chapter 787: 18

Leicat Pound stood erect, a look of solemn respect on his face, "May I ask for your esteed na, sir!?"

"Yi."

"What an odd na~ but does Mr. Yi really intend to go down there? That place is so dangerous that even the Great Prison Monks lose their lives, and even that self-righteous Prison Director has his reservations.

To suppress that creature below, the Prison Director also expended a great deal of energy and had to periodically undertake a certain kind of suppression and replenish the iron chains. Just a few days ago, the Prison Director completed the sealing reinforcent work of the lower region and has now gone sowhere to recuperate.

However, Mr. Yi, you carry the Death Aura of a non-death plague, perhaps you really could survive down there.

I can take you to the Sealed Entrance that leads to the deepest parts. Follow

if you’re not afraid of being deceived~"

Pound turned his back without any reservation, not caring in the least that Yi Chen might stab him from behind.

Of course, with Pound’s turn, the spiral tal rod implanted in the back of his head also beca visible.

Unlike the corpses previously called ’Sin Steles,’ Pound’s head hadn’t ’blossod,’ and the back of his skull was filled with teeth that firmly bit onto this tal column, doing everything possible to prevent the rod from going deeper.

Yi Chen followed Pound’s lead, taking the initiative to ask, "Is this a thod employed by the Prison Director? I’ve heard that those imprisoned in the ’Void’ are confined here indefinitely without sunlight, but they don’t seem to face too many restrictions otherwise."

This statent drew boisterous laughter from Pound, "Ha ha! No restrictions, how is that possible? The monks here are complete masochists and torture fanatics. Having paid such a high price to bring us here, they wouldn’t be satisfied without imposing so asures on us.

The ’Void’ isn’t just devoid of exits,

Every sinner that cos here is deed unforgivably wicked, a malignant Patient that goes completely against the Old World’s order. For them, the Prison Director will personally inflict varieties of punitive asures.

This threaded steel rod embedded in our brains, called ’Root of Sin,’ is the real Chain for sinners on this level. The shackles around my neck and hands are just Restriction Devices ant to Seal my main abilities."

As he spoke, Pound even tapped the surface of the rod with his finger,

"Threading Steel is very dangerous,

Once impaled by it, it acts like a glutton that is never satiated, constantly devouring an individual’s ’Pain Factors.’ The individual must continuously inflict various forms of torture on themselves to produce Pain Factors to feed it. If the Threading Steel is satiated, it quiets down.

If not sated, the Threading Steel will turn towards the skull’s interior.

When it reaches its deepest point, it activates completely, flowering in the depths of consciousness, separating the sinner’s physical body, soul, and consciousness.

The body becos an immovable ’Sin Stele’, left on the ground.

Consciousness transforms into a special kind of ’kite string’ that’s invisible to Vision, connecting at the point where the head of the Sin Stele blossoms and to the lower half of the soul,

The soul turns into the recently slain ’Sin Angel,’ roaming around the Sin Stele within a fifty-ter radius, attacking any who approach, serving as the Prison Director’s ’Eye’ to help monitor and control this area.

This thing is hard to deal with,

Destroy the Sin Stele, and the Sin Angel will gain complete Freedom, attacking its destroyer like a madman,

Cut the kite string, and the Angel will imdiately descend and Combine with the Sin Stele, transforming into a higher-order existence of sin,

Kill the Sin Angel, and the physical form of the Sin Stele can infinitely draw from the sins of this level, using the consciousness thread to weave a new Angel;

it’s Endless.

So, Mr. Yi’s choice was correct;

leave this thing alone, just bypass it."

"Quite interesting... Are the Prison Director’s iron chains of this sort of ability?"

Dr. Pound, his right hand bound by the Restriction Device, gestures a ’1’,

"Only one of many~ Besides Threading Steel, he has many more tools, after all, he’s a Plague Master and also an agent for the will of the Old World. The entire Monastery system and the illness spreading through the chains, all of it, are his doing.

We wretched folk stand no chance against him."

So, since we were captured and brought here, we can only stay put, try our best not to be transford by the Threading Steel and not to anger the Prison Director. In this way, at least we can manage to live on, and look forward to the day when the Old World is threatened by an extinction-level war. Then, we might be able to get out."

Following Pound through the "Nihility," the massive gray floor tiles and equally spaced pillars remained unchanged,

During the walk, Pound appeared normal but in reality, his teeth inside were constantly tearing and chewing at the Physical, thereby generating the Pain Factor that would satisfy the Threading Steel.

Occasionally they would encounter Sin Stele corpses;

the two of them chose to walk around these,

Eventually, they stopped in the center of a gray brick, but no matter how much it was examined, this brick didn’t look like any ’entrance’;

it was no different from the other floor tiles.

"Mr. Yi, here we are! Right at your feet is the staircase leading deeper... But as you know, the Prison Director has gone to great lengths to seal the ’Endless’ below, and going down is extrely difficult.

Even if we wanted to go down and embrace Death, there’s no way to open the passage."

Yi Chen, however, spoke without changing his expression, "After taking such a long detour, you were actually treading water. Do you aim to disperse my Aura and draw all the sinners on this level to encircle us?"

As soon as his words ended,

Behind each pillar, a sinner crawled out, moved out, or walked out, each with a piece of Threading Steel inserted in the back of their head, and their bodies bound in so way, covered with various scars.

Together with Doctor Pound, their number reached precisely eighteen. Each one of them was once a notorious figure from the Old World.

They were also called "Sin Eighteen" by the Monastery, able to adapt to the Nihility and survive for a long ti;

they were the double-edged sword stored by the Monastery.

And Leicat Pound was their leader.

"Wow! Mr. Yi, you just arrived at ’Nihility’ and you’ve already found the direction? You could tell I was leading you in circles... Since you knew, why didn’t you escape or just bring

down alone?

Did you really believe I would lead you to the Sealed Entrance that goes to the lower levels?

Really, didn’t I tell you from the beginning? I am a bad person, and as a Doctor, I can instantly see the specialness of the Patient.

I believe that with Mr. Yi’s Physical mixed with external Powers and supported by such a special Parasite, it will certainly be able to grow a perfect tooth.

This tooth might even be able to sever the Threading Steel in the backs of our heads or to bite open this prison.

You are our only hope for escape;

I can’t bear to see you die now."

"No... I just wanted to see how many of you were here. Now it seems there are enough,"

Yi Chen’s words left Doctor Pound completely confused, "Enough? What’s enough?"

"So many Patients of a certain standard cooperating with , there might be a chance to tear through the seal set by the Prison Director."

Doctor Pound tilted his head, "Are you out of your mind? We are supposed to control, even kill you, why would we help you open the seal? Although we are truly bored down here, we don’t want to die." .

Huuuh...

Yi Chen exhaled softly, no longer suppressing the killing and Death Aura that he had always hidden,

As the purple-black Aura exhaled,

The eighteen sinners present witnessed a scene they would never forget,

The gray bricks beneath Yi Chen’s foot vanished montarily, replaced by the support of countless deceased lifting him high.

Yi Chen, being held aloft by the dead, also stretched out his right hand, showing three fingers.

"You have three seconds to choose, join

as allies or oppose

in opening the Prison Director’s seal."

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