It was indeed outside the Brotherhood’s incense hall. Although my eyes were covered the last ti I ca here from the chapel, by recalling the route in my mind, I could already roughly confirm it.
Not to ntion, at a glance now, I could clearly see the strict vigilance ahead.
It’s hard to say what the scene inside the incense hall is like now, but the chaos probably hasn’t ended yet.
And now the problem is, how should I get in?
Although this body’s combat power is arguably the best since entering Paradise, and even equipped with weapons, a frontal assault would still be quite challenging.
Not to ntion, it would alert those inside.
So, this is when Brother Gordo’s help is needed.
"Huh?"
The quick change in attitude clearly left him sowhat bewildered, struggling to express his confusion.
"Aren’t we supposed to destroy five incense burners? I believe there should be a specific route designed for it, right?"
Fu Qian sounded quite professional.
That toy-like oath ga, he never forgot the contents.
The unfortunate soul whose body I occupied was originally here to complete an astonishing challenge.
Considering the Brotherhood’s power in Sin City, and the incense hall being an important place for them, even if I’m not worried about getting killed, brute forcing through it probably wouldn’t work.
"Yes... there is a secret path."
Awakening as if from a dream, Gordo imdiately indicated sothing not far away.
"Very well, lead the way."
Although Fu Qian didn’t really believe Gordo had forgotten, rather inclined to think he deliberately withheld it, he didn’t mind either way.
People should be rational. It’s natural to probe when it cos to such a significant matter as Shattering Void.
...
It was very quiet.
After a mont, Fu Qian listened carefully, making sure there was no activity coming from above.
Indeed, intelligence work wasn’t in vain. Though it’s hard to say why there’s a secret passage underneath the City of Bliss’s building, it was undoubtedly very useful.
The destination was just above, and Gordo, worried about being dragged along, had already left as if surviving a disaster after gaining permission.
As for myself, the situation wasn’t looking good.
The exhaled breath was gradually heating up, and closing my eyes, I seed to see the shape of desires directly.
Deep in my heart, it felt as if the Dark Side had co alive, telling that all my previous understanding of "self" was rely an illusion, that the current self was the real ...
It’s undoubtedly not a good feeling. As long as a thought slips, the definition of self would shift its anchor point.
Simultaneously, this unpleasant sensation bizarrely also produced a masochistic kind of sweetness.
True to having received an invitation, I’m now the sa as Brother Benji.
If not for my will being tempered, I might have already lost the strength to carry out the mission.
Even so, the ti left for was ultimately limited.
Squeak——
In the slight sound of friction, Fu Qian pushed open the panel above.
...
The incense was flourishing, yet a bit chaotic; more than half of them had fallen to the ground.
The intelligence was entirely correct; above was indeed the Brotherhood’s incense burner hall I had visited before.
Compared to when I left last ti, the scene was undoubtedly much ssier.
More than half of the incense burners were lying on the ground, so still emitting smoke, while others already had incense ashes scattered everywhere, a dark red ss.
Yes, it was red indeed.
On the originally sleek floor, large patches of blood were flowing wildly, no different from a slaughterhouse.
And the source of the blood...
Fu Qian followed the trail, encountering no fewer than ten bodies laid randomly, and finally saw a living face.
It was a face I once used.
Confession Brother was still alive, sitting quietly in the corner, unresponsive to my arrival.
Could it be that all the Brotherhood’s high-level mbers were already here?
Fu Qian didn’t rush to disturb but checked the surrounding bodies again and successfully found the burly one who escorted and Mr. Yin Yang who had angrily smashed my incense burner.
Besides them, the other bodies looked quite imposing in their attire.
Did Confession Brother’s consciousness finally return when I woke up in the Second Layer Heaven earlier?
Then, for committing such a grave sin, did he suffer the Brotherhood’s high-level collective punishnt?
His wounds visibly surpassed mine from earlier, so didn’t even seem like they were from a fight.
Probably the heart punishnt was ineffective, and instead, they switched to a physical form—only for him to counter-kill them all.
"Who are you?"
Amidst this evaluation, Confession Brother finally noticed the commotion, slowly lifting his head to look over.
"I am ."
As the supposed culprit of his current predicant, both Fu Qian’s voice and expression were bizarre, and he didn’t even speak in human terms.
...
"I... seem not to be myself..."
However, it proved that minimal words were quite impactful; the last phrase Resonated significantly.
"I don’t know; I never thought about killing them... and I truly don’t know why this happened..."
Confession Brother’s eyes, which had just brightened up, instantly turned hazy, muttering to himself.
Additionally, it was hard to tell if it was inertia forming; without emotional regulation, he unexpectedly still retained half a look of Paradise’s standard smile.
Coupled with smudges of blood, it created an exceedingly eerie sight.
"I believe you."
Unfortunately, there wasn’t much ti to admire it. Fu Qian looked up at above, casually interrupting.
The damage to the incense burners was too much. The grand mirage initially was now affected in form and shrunk considerably.
This was probably also why Confession Brother could withstand the "heart punishnt" pressure without leaving the incense hall after losing his own incense burner.
As for myself, the impact was minimal indeed.
Earlier it felt surreal; now, I could understand that this special pattern ford from the smoke represented to so extent what the Tomb Guardian ntioned as "Karma."
The Brotherhood’s philosophy was indeed useful, albeit counterproductive.
Through this thod, they tangled deeper with the First Layer Heaven, thus reducing the probability of Shattering Void further, ultimately manifesting in this form.
Whereas the heart punishnt endured by the traitors, essentially, was similar to a Black Lotus guide seen after violently detaching from this whole.
One couldn’t help but find it kind of darkly humorous.
As for believing Confession Brother, it’s not random talk.
Killing so many, he definitely lacked the ability.
Although chaotic, Fu Qian, as one of the instigators, found it not too challenging to deduce the whole event’s process.
Initially, I occupied Confession Brother’s body, caused chaos in the incense hall, then went to the Second Layer Heaven, and when he woke up, faced the Brotherhood’s high level’s wrath, suffering greatly.
During this tornt, the will that fell with earlier possessed him again, and to escape his current plight and return quickly, he executed this violent massacre.
Then after it left, Confession Brother woke once more, realizing his sins had grown heavier.
That one was a Nine Layers Heaven’s big shot; exerting so higher dinsional influence like before makes it significantly easier to fight many by oneself.
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