Deep in the Living

Chapter 283 Pilgrimage Experience
【Bridge of Sin】

Considering that the bridge leads directly to the territory of the Prologue, Rody had already imagined a magnificent bridge with a giant metal structure.

But when he came to the so-called bridge, there was nothing at first glance.

There was only a cliff with metallic luster in front of him, and the other side was covered by white fog. He didn't know how far he had to cross to reach the other side.

Only by standing on the edge of the cliff and observing carefully can you slowly discover the so-called "bridge".

The entire bridge is made of extremely thin iron wires, which are 0.5m apart from each other, with a total of 166 wires.

The wire itself is so thin that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. As long as an individual with normal weight stands on it, his flesh will be easily cut by the sharp wire.

And this is not an ordinary cut. These iron wires are produced by the order group. Once they are cut by the flesh, the physical pain will be several times greater and it will affect the mental level.

It is not easy to cross the bridge.

Currently, we can see that many demons are completing this step, which is also the most difficult step in the Painful Pilgrimage.

These demons are completely different from the Spinemen. Their bodies are not even as good as those of humans. They are all short and thin.

Moreover, they were so thin due to severe malnutrition that I estimated that each of them weighed less than 50 kilograms.

They stuck their bodies to the wire and crawled across the bridge.

Even if they are very light and even if their weight is dispersed to the greatest extent possible, their bodies will still be cut, and the pain will flow into the body through the wounds and affect the nerves.

Once the pain causes the body to tremble, the wire will cut more areas and the pain will become more severe.

Layer upon layer, the individual will eventually be consumed by pain, cut into pieces and fall off the bridge.

The person crossing the bridge is required to move in a straight line without any unnecessary movements.

Rody and Agatha were already standing on the edge of the cliff, and the crows and iron rods were all retracted.

"These are the pilgrims from before, right?"

“Yes, Painful Pilgrim~ If you want to gain recognition from the Prologue and be granted a Hell Item, you must embark on a journey to the Great Monastery on foot.

You need to climb over the Mountains of Suffering, cross the Plains of Pain, and cross the Bridge of Sin.

Pilgrims must have a physical condition that can endure pain and lose as much weight as possible during the journey in order to cross the bridge.

When I crossed the bridge of sin more than two years ago, I weighed only 1/10 of what I weigh now."

"Do we need to walk on the wire as well?"

"That's not necessary. We are already individuals recognized by the Prologue. There is no mandatory requirement for us to cross the bridge. We can pass through it in any way.

Of course, if Rody wants to give it a try, that’s fine. After all, you are Lord Hawke’s chosen disciple and have not gone through this conventional process.

Don't think this is just an assessment process.

Any demon who completes the painful pilgrimage through his own willpower will have a basic understanding of pain, far beyond when he first embarked on the journey. "

"Well, I'll go over and try it later."

Rody took a step forward and looked at the bottom of the cliff, which seemed like an abyss with no end in sight.

"Does this belong to Hell Rift?"

"Yes. Most of the huge chasms you see in the real hell lead directly to the depths of hell. Drop that rat's head down there and you'll fulfill the bounty."

"Shall we both throw it together?"

Agatha waved her hand, "No need, it was mainly you who achieved the kill, I just helped a little.

Moreover, this is your first time in the real hell, so contribution is even more important to you... As long as you can spare some time to come to the monastery to find me, Rody, and tell me more stories, that will be enough.

I really want to hear what happened to that 'class leader' later, and whether it was the same as I thought."

"Ah."

Roddy really needed the so-called contribution, and he really wanted to buy some products from hell, preferably products that could be brought back to Earth.

He removed the dark head hanging from the side of the saddle and threw it down the chasm.

I saw a glimmer of lava light in the depths of the deep and dark rift.

Immediately afterwards, a special kind of ash floated up, as if it had consciousness, and floated towards Rody, the individual who threw the wanted criminal's head.

Rody did not reject it but maintained normal breathing and sucked the ashes into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of hell rang in the brain.

≮Scylla.Black Rat Tail has been confirmed dead, and the contribution to Hell has been absorbed≯
Rody could clearly feel the ashes entering his lungs, being carried into his blood through his alveoli and flowing throughout his body.

If he needed, he only needed to cut his finger to expel the so-called contribution from his body in the form of blood crystals and use it for transactions with the merchant group.

"interesting……"

Agatha, who was standing by, caught the light that flashed across Rody's eyes and said quickly:

"If you are interested in making contributions, you can come to the monastery to discuss it in detail. We may be able to form a team, just like the simulation practice you described, and work together as a team to earn contributions."

"it is good."

"Then let's prepare to cross the bridge. Rody, do you really want to experience walking across the bridge? It may take a long time." "How long does it take to experience it once?"

"According to the average pilgrim's speed, it will take a full thirty hours to climb up there. Don't worry, the ash storm won't appear in the bridge area. Just keep climbing."

"Okay, I see."

"Then I'll wait for you across the bridge."

Agatha once again gathered all her strength and threw the iron rod, flying across the bridge in the same way, and soon disappeared into the fog.

Rody looked at the thin iron wires in front of him that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and at the pilgrims who were much lighter than him but were crawling slowly.

call……

Rody could think of many ways to walk on the wire.

For example, constructing a metal of the same hardness as a torture device on the soles of the feet, or wrapping steel wires through tentacle structures, etc.

“Since this is a path that every monk must take, I also need to take it seriously and experience the so-called pilgrimage… The reason why the prologue arranged a difficult and painful pilgrimage must have their reasons.

I don’t need any ability, I just need to go through it in the simplest way possible, like a pilgrim.”

No abilities were used.

Rody even put his shoes into his backpack and walked across the bridge in front of him barefoot.

The moment the soles of my feet stepped on the steel wire, a subtle sound came from the soles of my feet, which was not even louder than the sound of the grass swaying.

Bloodshot eyes filled Rody's eyes.

His right leg was cut in half instantly as it stepped on the wire, and it stopped completely at the kneecap.

The pain brought by the iron wires was completely different from that in the torture chamber. It was as if tiny iron wires were provoking every nerve and inserted between every blood vessel.

“No, my current weight makes it impossible for me to step on the wire normally. Even if I can endure the pain, I can’t walk across this bridge.

All pilgrims who come here have lost weight in advance.

Weight loss is a must.
In other words, the pilgrims accepted by the monastery were skinny bodies with almost no nutrition, which were used as embryos to rebuild the bodies of monks.

It is definitely too late for me to do regular physical weight loss now... Let's put it this way."

Gray floats in the brain.

The special ability bestowed by the squad leader was activated - [Disguise].

Rody imagined himself as an individual without a bone structure, and his tentacles immediately attached themselves to various parts of his body to soften the bones.

Gradually, the fundamental nature of the body is changed.
Rody's strong body as a spine master actually became soft, even the most important metal spine became soft, like a piece of black soft tissue.

(Some physical excretion and stripping is essential)

Sudden weight loss.

Lift your foot and step on the wire again, whoosh! This time the cut only cuts the sole of your foot to a depth of about 5 to 10 cm without affecting your normal movements.

that's it.

Tasting just the right amount of pain,
Walking on an invisible tightrope,

Walking across the bridge of sin,

The camouflage effect provided by the pituitary gland interacts with the pain, once again deepening the connection between the corner and the hell system.

Start by trying to walk slowly, then move on to normal walking, and then jogging after an hour.

Luo Di's thoughts gradually moved away from the bridge.

Instead, I returned to the high school campus and to the long-distance running training in physical education class... I had completely adapted to the pain in my feet and it had become a feeling of walking on a track.

Just as Agatha said.

Rody crossed the bridge of sin with his physical body, experiencing the pilgrimage unique to monks, and was able to have a completely new understanding of the level of pain.

Not only that,

The peace brought by the pilgrimage integrated Rody's previous killing assessment in the hive city and his combat experience in encountering wanted criminals, turning them into special nutrients that were absorbed by the spine.

The metal spine slowly changes and grows during this process.

Luo Di, who was immersed in running on campus, found that there were fewer and fewer people on the track.
The classmates could no longer keep up with his speed, and they fell behind and disappeared.

When he was the only one left on the runway,
The end has appeared.

But the end here is not a white line, but a door hidden in the thick fog.

Rody could only vaguely see the outline, and it was even just an incomplete outline.

"This is...my door!"

When Rody realized this and wanted to see the so-called door more clearly, he stepped on the metal-like surface of the ground and crossed the Bridge of Sin.

The "door" hidden in the thick fog between thoughts has long disappeared,
Only shallow and fragmented memory images are left deep in the brain.

(End of this chapter)