pjbooks Chapter 363 Tampering with Memories and Shifting the Blame to the Holy Lord
Chapter 363 Tampering with Memories and Shifting the Blame to the Holy Lord
Trouble.
Chen Yifan frowned.
Killing these spies would be easy, but doing so would only stir up a hornet's nest and attract more enemies.
We have to find a way to get out of here!
Chen Yifan's gaze fell on the few trembling, still-alive people on the ground, and a glint of malice flashed in his eyes.
The captain's crotch was completely soaked, his whole body was trembling violently, and his mind was filled with the image of his skull being crushed on the spot.
The expected excruciating pain did not come.
The large hand covering the head actually withdrew the brute force that could have broken the cervical spine.
The captain struggled to lift his head, his gaze meeting a pair of dark, deep purple-gold vortexes.
Those were Chen Yifan's eyes.
Without using any offensive skills, Chen Yifan directly opened the "Starry Sky Bible" and employed extremely unorthodox but effective methods.
Dreamweaver.
Brutal, domineering, and unreasonable.
The immense external spiritual power pierced directly into the captain's brain nerves, shattering all the images of Chen Yifan that had just occurred.
The captain opened his mouth wide and made a strange "clucking" sound from his throat.
Old memories were violently erased, and new images began to rapidly form in his mind.
Chen Yifan pressed down on him with one hand, his tone completely calm.
"You have received orders from headquarters to come to the outer perimeter of the Abyss for investigation."
"You encountered a man as soon as you entered this area."
"The man had a full head of green hair, an eerie appearance, and no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body."
He only extended one finger.
"With just one finger, several of your men were instantly turned into a bloody mist."
"That man called himself... Holy Lord."
"You're lucky. You were blasted away by the aftershocks of the battle and crashed deep into the mine, where you were knocked unconscious. That's how you managed to survive."
Every word was like a steel stamp, firmly imprinted on the captain's mind.
This is called reciprocity.
Since that green-haired madman likes to use people as vessels, then this mess of provoking two major forces can be considered a return gift from that vessel.
Hypnosis session ended.
Chen Yifan released his grip.
The captain's eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground.
Less than ten seconds.
The captain convulsed a few times and then opened his eyes again.
His once sharp eyes were now filled with emptiness, utterly consumed by fear.
"Green hair...one finger..."
"Monster! A monster from the Holy Church!"
He scrambled to his feet, not even glancing at his surroundings, and didn't even recognize the mangled remains of his teammates on the ground. He stumbled and ran frantically toward the blasted-open exit of the mine.
Chen Yifan stood there, watching the figure who had run so fast that he lost a shoe.
Absolutely perfect.
Next, it's time to wrap things up.
He opened his palm, and the space in front of him instantly distorted, cracking open a void rift taller than a person.
A violent suction force surged forth.
The shattered fragments of the adventurers' heavy armor and weapons on the ground, along with all the blood and flesh, were sucked into the void turbulence and pulverized.
Even the residual energy left by the shielding array was completely swallowed up.
After doing all this, Chen Yifan leaned back and silently merged into the shadows beneath his feet, rapidly diving towards the outer edge of the abyss.
He left the mine less than ten minutes ago.
A series of explosions suddenly came from above the clouds in the far distance.
The sonic boom caused the dead trees below to shatter into pieces.
Several extremely oppressive auras were tearing through the sky at an incredible speed, heading straight for this area.
A legendary powerhouse.
And there's more than one.
Chen Yifan had already retreated dozens of miles away, hiding behind a bare stone peak, looking down from above.
midair.
A thick bolt of dark blue lightning struck straight down, blasting a crater tens of meters in diameter into the ground.
As the lightning dissipated, a burly man emerged from within, clad in heavy, high-tech exoskeleton armor.
The top combat force of the Council of Order, codenamed "Thunder".
Almost at the same time, the captain who escaped from the mine ran right into Hong Lei's line of sight.
"Sir! Help!"
With snot and tears streaming down his face, the captain knelt down in front of Hong Lei with a thud, trembling all over.
Thunder grabbed the captain by the neck and lifted him into the air.
"Why are you the only one left? Who killed the Abyss Lord? Tell me!"
"The green-haired man... Holy Lord! It was Holy Lord who did it! He wiped out our entire squad with a single finger, it's terrifying..." the captain shouted hoarsely, on the verge of a complete mental breakdown.
Thunder's fingers tightened suddenly.
The scanner under the armor was performing high-frequency detection on the captain's brainwaves.
There was no sign of lying, and all physiological indicators were consistent with the trauma response after experiencing extreme terror.
"Those rats from the sewers of the Holy Church have actually ventured into the Western Wasteland?"
Thunder threw the captain to the ground, turned to look in several other directions in the distance, and quickly issued instructions over the communication channel.
"Traces of the Holy Cult have been discovered! The target appears to be the Holy Lord himself! Requesting the think tank to reassess combat capabilities and seal off all spatial nodes!"
High up.
Chen Yifan watched this scene quietly.
The blame-shifting drama has come to a successful conclusion.
The Council of Order and those mad dogs, the Lamplighters, will now devote all their energy to the Holy Church.
No one would care about a vanished "thief".
Chen Yifan turned around and continued on his way.
……
Half a day later.
Inside a highly secluded waterfall cave at the edge of the abyss.
The water plunged down from the hundred-meter-high cliff, creating a deafening roar.
Chen Yifan stood in the cave behind the waterfall.
He washed off the scabs and grime left from his transformation and put on a clean black combat suit.
The body's Qi and blood are stable, and breathing is deep and even.
He turned around and faced the massive, crashing curtain of water outside.
Legs slightly bent.
Use your waist to generate power.
Without mobilizing any spiritual energy, the Purple Gold Pagoda in the Heart Palace showed no unusual activity.
It's purely due to the power of this physical body itself.
He swung his right fist out suddenly.
boom!
The air in front was instantly blasted apart, producing an extremely muffled, loud blast.
The violent force of the punch transformed into a solidified wall of air, slamming heavily onto the rushing waterfall.
The entire 100-meter-long water curtain was actually knocked back and rolled up on the spot by this punch!
The massive flow of water surged upwards, exploding into a torrential downpour in mid-air.
The force of the punch continued unabated, piercing through the water and slamming hard into the cliff face opposite.
Boom!
A large chunk of the hard basalt collapsed, sending countless boulders tumbling into the deep pool and creating water columns that were over ten meters high.
Chen Yifan withdrew his fist.
There was no soreness at all in my entire arm, and a layer of barely perceptible dark golden luster flowed across the surface of my bones.
Very strong.
This is the power gained after forcibly breaking through the genetic lock.
But he didn't show much excitement; instead, he frowned.
In that instant when he threw the punch, he gained a deeper understanding.
Unlocking the gene lock did indeed allow this physical body to cross the threshold outside the rules of the world engine.
This feeling is like being locked in a one-square-meter iron cage.
Now, thanks to the opposing forces of the three forces, the iron cage has been expanded to ten square meters.
With more space to move around, their strength has increased dramatically.
But the cage is still there.
As long as that invisible constraint is not completely destroyed, no matter how much it is stretched, this physical body will still be subject to the underlying code of this world.
The World Engine can still be shut down for cleanup at any time.
Detachment?
This is at most half a step across the threshold.
True transcendence is to completely sever these chains, uproot the cage, and become the absolute source of power!
On a spiritual level.
Because his soul came from Earth, he was a complete "illegal immigrant" and was born without a mental lock.
Therefore, he can ignore the level difference and instantly kill those of higher levels, and he can treat the mental attacks of higher-dimensional gods as food.
This is his greatest source of confidence.
But what about the physical body?
This is a shell that grew naturally in the land.
To allow this physical body to reach the same "unlocked" state as the soul, a method to sever the genetic lock must be found.
But how do you cut it?
do not know.
Those guys who call themselves the "Supreme Divine Court" built the farm fence too sturdily.
Chen Yifan flexed his wrists.
If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it.
Just because I don't have any ideas now doesn't mean I won't have any in the future.
Go back to Kyoto and ask that old fox Wang Qingyun, or wander around the various S-class ruins in the future; you're bound to find the hammer to smash the cage.
The most urgent task is to get back to Kyoto as soon as possible.
Having just broken through to level 70, I need to continue looking for high-difficulty dungeons to increase my spirit power.
Power is the bargaining chip in all negotiations.
Just then.
His almost superhuman senses keenly detected a slight abnormality inside his body.
Although I felt no fatigue after throwing that punch, the slight rotation of the Purple Gold Pagoda in my mind immediately caused a very brief feeling of sluggishness in my physical body.
This shows that although the physical body has become stronger.
However, the strength of the external path's inner palace still far exceeds the physical body's tolerance limit.
If mental energy continues to surge without limit...
Chen Yifan didn't think about it any further.
The primary task now is to get out of this quagmire.
He pulled a specially made encrypted communicator from the corner of his storage ring.
He, Fatty, and Xiaoyu each had one.
Turn on.
The screen lights up.
More than a dozen unread messages popped up instantly, all from Wang Fugui.
The first two posts were just everyday complaints from three days ago.
The last message was sent just five minutes ago.
It's short, but it conveys a sense of urgency, like a fire burning its eyebrows.
"Brother Fan! Did you see the message?"
"The entire city of Kyoto is now under lockdown! No one is allowed to leave, no one is allowed to enter..."