I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

The deacon had never actually seen the true appearance of the Messenger of God, because it was not allowed to be looked at directly. He could only imagine His tall and majestic figure from the description in the scriptures.

What His wings are the world before His eyes, what His sight can overlook everything, what every step He takes will make the entire God Realm tremble slightly, and even the human world will be rippled because of it.

In fact, it should be so. Every action of God's messenger and the ripples it creates in the world seem so majestic and heavy.

What's going on with this thing that's running away in panic? It's like a loach that's been disturbed in a pond...

What on earth is going on? Why is it that the one who escaped is the Lord of God? ? ?

The deacon felt that his three perspectives had suffered a severe impact, and his entire cognitive system began to crumble.

At this moment, he happened to hear the distant voice again:

"Heh~Want to run?"

The next second, he felt that in the 'God's Realm' that he could neither see nor touch, some different changes had occurred, causing a completely different 'ripple' to appear in the world.

The messenger of God...

Fallen?

No! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

"Hahahaha! It's fake! It's all fake! You can't fool me! I won't believe anything!"

The deacon let out a series of crazy laughs, and suddenly gave up protecting his own thoughts and consciousness, instead focusing on restoring his vision.

He decided that he had to see for himself what was happening.

Perhaps it was because the follower was attracted by the divine messenger and temporarily gave up restricting him, allowing his desperate counterattack to achieve certain results, and his vision returned to normal in an instant.

And at that moment, the deacon felt as if time had stopped, and he seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of [Distortion] and regained his brief freedom.

But he found that he had somehow left the luxurious and comfortable bedroom and was now in a vast and desolate wasteland.

Looking around, there are tall towers reaching the sky everywhere. Under the dim light, they look like standing giants, majestic and mysterious.

But this does not make the picture in front of us seem full and lively, but on the contrary it exaggerates the desolation and loneliness of this world.

No living creature can survive in such a place. This world is dead...

Or to put it another way, this is where the dead go as recorded in the scriptures...

The deacon, with such unfounded associations in mind, raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.

There was an incomparably deep darkness in the sky, so deep that it could swallow up all the light, all the darkness, and even all the sin. Only the scarlet blood moon in the middle was still hanging upside down, like an eyeball dripping with blood, overlooking the dead world below.

The deacon did not dare to look into the eye-like blood moon, but quickly turned his head and looked behind him.

Then I was stunned for a moment.

With just a turn, he was facing a towering mountain, which, together with the tall spiral towers nearby, formed pillars that supported the deep darkness above his head; it was also like an incomparably magnificent palace, maintaining this dead silent world.

What kind of temple could this be? Who could sit in it?

The deacon's mind was aroused by an inappropriate curiosity, and his body began to tremble violently unconsciously, as if he had guessed some very terrifying possibility...

He used up the last of his strength to remember the scene before him and to engrave it in his mind.

However, a thick fog began to appear in front of his eyes, obscuring his vision.

Then, the 'time pause' ended, and a wave of extremely intense pain began to spread throughout his body, making him want to roar and scream, but he couldn't make any sound at all.

The pain only lasted for three seconds before the deacon completely lost consciousness and could not feel anything.

There was no need for anyone to do anything more. The intense pain, coupled with the previous wave of cognitive shock, easily destroyed the deacon's last bit of rationality and made him fall completely into madness.

His body could no longer maintain its human disguise and turned back into a half-human, half-ghost appearance.

But he did not undergo drastic changes all over his body like the out-of-control person, turning into an indescribable monster. Only the anthropomorphic parts of his body were completely covered by the monster's structure, leaving not even a trace of human form.

“So they can also fall?”

Lloyd on the side rubbed his chin, seized this best opportunity, launched physical distortion, and directly crushed many organs in the deacon's body, killing him completely.

Then I heard the kill confirmation from the panel:

[Ding~Insanity value +800]

[Ding~Knowledge Fragments +5]

[Ding~Skill Fragments +3]

[Ding~Memory fragment +1]

Hmm? How can knowledge fragments and skill fragments be "exploded"?

On the contrary, there are so few memory fragments that should have "exploded"?

Lloyd was somewhat confused by this strange "explosion rate", but now was not the time to delve into the matter. He didn't even have time to look at the details of these fragments. He still had many other things to do.

Coincidentally, at this time, the other four teammates present also searched the luxurious bedroom where the deacon lived and found a lot of good things.

Things like jewelry, equipment, holy objects, extraordinary materials, fine wines and cigars are secondary. The key is to find the lists and accounts in several safes.

Old York just flipped through the list and took a look. He couldn't help but frowned and sighed:

"The world is about to change, and it's not just in our Brilliant City..."

Investigator Bai Yueguang flipped through the account books and couldn't help but curse:

"Damn, how much money did these bastards loot? It's simply shocking!"

The other two investigators were each dragging a snakeskin sack, stuffing various valuables into it, and saying:

"There are many luxury items here... I remember this square ring was the highlight of an auction last month. It was finally bought by a mysterious person who did not want to reveal his name. I didn't expect it to end up here?"

Lloyd didn't care too much about this, he just urged with a slight smile:

"Hurry up, it's time to go to the next place."

As he spoke, he pulled out two bottles of oddly colored potions from his pocket. The insides were rainbow colors like cocktails, which were very pleasing to the eyes.

Lloyd did not take the medicine. Instead, he carefully read the notes stuck on the bottles to see the instructions for use and dosage. He then found a silver teacup in the room, poured one-third of the medicine into each of the two tubes, and stirred them slightly with a teaspoon.

The medicine in the teacup mixed rapidly, and then a strange chemical reaction occurred, like quicklime meeting water. It began to bubble and produce a white steam with a slightly pungent smell.

Finally, Lloyd poured the mixed potion on the twisted and bizarre corpse on the ground.

The corpse immediately began to melt and degrade rapidly. After just a few seconds, only a pool of white crystal fragments like rock salt remained on the ground. Lloyd simply collected them and put them into a sealed lead box.

Several teammates nearby saw this scene and shuddered for some reason, then asked in a low voice:

"Teacher Lloyd...what are you doing?"

"Is there any need to ask? It's obviously to destroy the body!"

Lloyd asked back with some amusement, and then explained:

"It's just that this guy's physical strength is extremely high, so high that this method is the only way to degrade it."

As he spoke, he shook the lead box in his hand and added:

"As for this, it's a very popular item in Mitzkatokri."

Having said that, he himself actually didn't know what these crystal fragment-like "corpses" could do specifically.

The notes on the two bottles of potion were just a "friendly reminder". After dealing with the monster corpses in this way, remember to recycle the white debris. It is a hot commodity in the engineering and medical departments and seems to be able to be used as an additive or catalyst.

According to what was written on the note, not just any monster could be degraded into white debris. It had to be a high-strength, high-danger type.

So Lloyd put the things away and planned to give them to his neighbor, Dr. Maomao, after returning to the college. He had eaten someone else's delicious fruit last time and had not yet given back to him.

Neighborhood relations are still very important, and what's more, he is a doctor with excellent medical skills and rich experience. It can be said that he is the most suitable person to be a neighbor.

At this time, Old York on the side also put away the list in his hand, without any intention of handing it to Lloyd, and said:

"This treatment method... is really unique? The two bottles of potions you took out earlier are similar to some kind of strong acid?"

"No, the original functions of these two bottles of potions are a powerful healing potion that speeds up the healing of injuries, and a fast-charging potion that quickly replenishes spiritual power."

Lloyd explained casually.

"Ah??? Then this..."

"It's just that after mixing them in a silver container, the chemical reaction will appear just like before."

Lloyd continued to explain, shrugged, and added:

"There's nothing we can do. This thing's body is just too tough. You haven't actually handled it, so you may not be able to experience it. Anyway, it's basically immune to direct attacks from swords and even guns. It can't be hurt at all."

In fact, Lloyd had tried to destroy the butler's body through the [Distorted Realm] before.

But the physical twisting that was so successful before, which could even twist rebar into a knot, is actually powerless against this guy's body?