Excessive ferocity due to caution

Late at night the following day.

The two were in a room, their brows furrowed.

Not long ago, they merged with the spiritual cores of the two and entered the dream woven by Parthias together, attempting to break the mental restrictions in the mind of the assassin and destroy his will.

However, they failed once again.

The two devised many tactics, but the other side always managed to counter them effectively.

"No, this can't go on..."

"The other side clearly anticipated our prediction and is stubbornly continuing to break through. It won't work, not even in ten years, let alone ten!"

Parthias took a deep breath, and after many failures, it actually calmed down.

Think carefully and examine thoroughly.

"Actually, we did gain something."

Gurness's gaze was cold.

"One thing is certain from our previous failures..."

Parthias was stunned:

"What is it?"

Gurness explained:

"The restriction that remains deep within the mind of the assassin is afraid of light."

Parthias pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"That seems to be the case..."

It recalled the time when it had fought that guy alone.

The first time, it appeared at the bottom of a coffin where it was pitch black.

The second time it appeared in the ward, the lights were off.

Later, when those hands pushed the assassin out of the ward and into the light, Parthias's spiritual avatar (the doctor in black) had already been destroyed, so it did not see it.

Then came one confrontation after another.

Many details suggest that those who remain in the spirit of the suicide squad are afraid of light.

This seems to be... a pretty good discovery!

"Mang Sheng, you seem to have spotted the key point!"

Parthias, now excited, began to ramble incoherently.

"I know exactly what kind of dream I need to concoct to defeat it!"

"First, I need a torture chamber..."

He started operating the simulation.

Soon, his eyes lit up as he looked at Gurness and said:

"Let's try again!"

Gurness agreed, and the two merged their spiritual cores, then invaded the mental world of the assassin lying on the bed...

...

The torture chamber.

Outside the window, you can see the sun shining on the sea and the beach.

The sound of surging waves washed over us, mingling with the sunlight streaming through the window and into the room!

If it weren't for the gruesome torture instruments in the room... the assassin might have thought he had arrived in heaven.

Such bright sunshine... the Chaotic Realm hasn't seen it for countless years.

Inside the torture chamber, a man and a woman stood before him.

A mask is being continuously heated until it turns red-hot.

Obviously, this mask will be stuck to his face soon!

He, on the other hand, was chained to a cross-shaped wooden stake.

"This time... no one can save you!"

Parthias grinned menacingly.

It slowly used pliers to pick up the mask and pressed it against the assassin's face!

"No!"

The assassin screamed miserably.

In the depths of his dreams, he is not as brave and strong as he appears on the outside.

Even...exceptionally fragile.

Perhaps even a little pain would be enough to destroy him!

La—

A strange sound came from behind them.

The sunlight that had been streaming in through the window suddenly disappeared.

The two turned around and looked.

Suddenly, a black curtain covered the view outside the window.

The room suddenly became dark.

Those pale hands reappeared, gently resting on the assassin's shoulders, about to drag him backward, when Parthias let out a cold laugh:

You've been tricked!

"Foolish fellow!"

He snapped his fingers, and the room lights suddenly blazed on!

As soon as the light shone on them, the hands that were dragging the assassin back suddenly stopped. At that moment, Gwenth's flesh-and-blood torture device appeared. Many barbed iron hooks suddenly flew out and hooked the hands that were dragging the assassin!

Instantly, those hands were torn open!

Flesh and blood tore apart, bones shattered!

Parthias approached the terrified assassin and gave a cold smile:

"I told you, this time, no one can save you!"

zizi——

"ah!!!"

A piercing scream rang out, accompanied by the aroma of flesh, as the red-hot mask was pressed onto the assassin's face.

The whole world began to melt...

...

When he regained consciousness, the assassin sat up in bed.

Its eyes were vacant, and it knelt on one knee, facing Parthias and the other person in the room.

This is submission.

This also means that the two of them successfully overcame its mental barrier.

They... succeeded!

Parthias was incredibly excited!

After two days of failure, it finally overcame the challenge together with Gurness today. This immense sense of conquest brought it indescribable satisfaction and joy, even making it forget itself.

Thus, neither of them noticed that a special mark had appeared deep within their minds...

"If we work hard for a few more days, we'll definitely win this game in ten days!"

Parthias's voice trembled, completely devoid of the disdain and contempt he had shown towards Zhao Yiyou when they were in the ruined city.

Right now, all he can think about is how to win this game.

Gwyneth wasn't much better off.

The shift from losing to winning has drawn their attention more and more to the game.

Meanwhile, at the other end of Guxuan Town.

The warehouse ghost found Zhao Yi at the ghost hotel and bowed very respectfully, saying:

"Master, as you predicted, we found some fresh animal tracks in the suburbs near Valley Suspension Town..."

"It should still be hiding near Guxuan Town."

Zhao Yi is playing cards with Edison, Su Qingyao, and the clown.

Upon hearing the warehouse ghost's report, he couldn't help but say:

"It won't leave until it sees blood."

The warehouse ghost felt something was strange:

"But those traces weren't deliberately hidden, so how could those guys in the church not have noticed?"

Zhao Yi yawned:

"So what if we found out?"

"The church is looking for someone, but it's not a person... how could it be a person?"

The warehouse ghost suddenly realized.

"Moreover, these two people are now involved."

"Next, their attention will largely be on the games I set up for them, giving us more time to shift our focus and prepare."

"Two more dangerous enemies are still in the ruined city."

As Zhao finished speaking, his gaze fell on the calendar beside him.

Suddenly he laughed:

"Sharpen the knife a little more, and then it's time to kill."

...

manor.

Seven consecutive days have passed.

The two of them poured almost all their energy into it.

They constantly tried and failed, and schemed against the restrictions that Zhao Yi left in the mental world of the assassins.

They encountered one problem after another.

They overcame one difficulty after another.

They shattered the will of one suicide soldier after another.

Finally, the fifty-first assassin arrived.

Once they defeat this assassin, they will have won Zhao Yi's game!

Zhao Yi will also tell them Ouyang Feng's physical location.

At this point, the two of them inevitably felt a little excited.

It seems that all these days of perseverance have been paving the way for today's final battle!

"Keep it up!"

"Once we break through its mental barrier, we win the game!"

"This mission is over. We're back in the Black Boots, where we'll receive our medals personally from the Black Butler!"

Parthias's words seemed more like a statement to himself.

Commonly known as...getting a shot of adrenaline.

The two took a deep breath, looked at each other, and merged their spiritual cores for the last time.

Then, it was injected into the body of the fifty-first assassin.

...

“Eh…”

A questioning voice rang out.

Parthias looked around with a bewildered expression.

A pitch-black cemetery.

There were graves everywhere.

Some of the graves were even smoking; it was unclear whose ancestral graves had been set on fire.

"Where did you take that assassin?"

Gurness stood in front of a tombstone, her brow furrowed slightly.

This time, the creation of the dream was completely different from what they had previously discussed and agreed upon.

Has Parthias gotten too cocky after winning a few times?

"No...this scene isn't a dream I created!"

Parthias was filled with suspicion and carefully observed his surroundings.

Gurness was also stunned:

"This isn't a dream?"

Parthias:

"no."

"Watch out, I sense something's off!"

The two stood back to back, wary and on guard. Gwenth tried to exit this mental world and found that she was not imprisoned here.

"Fortunately, it's probably just another one of their underhanded tactics."

The two breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, a cold wind suddenly blew from afar, which was quite chilling in the dark cemetery!

A rustling sound came from afar.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw the assassin standing in the distance with his arms hanging down naturally, looking down at his toes.

Its appearance is strange, and it makes you feel like it's covered in hair.

"Chase!"

Parthias didn't care about any of that. With a soft shout, the two of them quickly chased after the assassin!

However, just as the two of them were about to approach the assassin, a pair of pale hands suddenly reached out from behind the assassin, grabbed his neck, and pulled him into the mist behind him!

"Chase!"

"We can't let him escape!"

"This is the last one!"

Parthias's eyes faintly glowed red.

They had gone through so much trouble and spent so much effort and patience over the past seven or eight days to finally beat the game, but at the crucial moment of the final step, the opponent actually started to avoid the battle!

Who can bear this?

Can't take a joke?

Watching Parthias plunge headlong into the mist, Gwenth felt a vague unease. A woman's intuition told her that something was amiss...

But having come this far, she had no choice but to follow Parthias into the mist.

After all, their spiritual cores are currently in a state of fusion.

If something happens to Parthias inside, she will also be severely affected!

The two entered the fog and lost their way.

Fortunately, there is only one road.

On both sides of the road, there were bottomless abysses.

They walked along the road, and ahead they could vaguely see the shadows of the assassins.

This strengthened their resolve to pursue the assassin!

But the further they went, the narrower the road became!

Finally, the two stopped.

Because there is no road ahead.

"Damn it!"

"How did it get there?"

"Could this be... an illusion?"

Parthias, a sudden thought flashing through his mind, cried out in alarm!

Previously, Zhao Yi was unable to use illusions because the dream world was woven by him, and his rules did not include illusions.

But this world... is not the dream world he created at all!

He actually forgot such an important point!

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Just as Parthias and Gyneth were about to leave the mental world of the assassin, a pair of pale hands suddenly pushed them!

Suddenly, the two of them fell into an endless abyss...

Falling, weightlessness, uncontrollable confinement...

The body seems to be separating from consciousness...

This is definitely not good news, whether in the real world or the spiritual world!

After a period of intense darkness engulfing and chewing, the two finally saw a ray of light.

Passing through the wormhole that emitted dazzling light, the two landed beside a huge sinkhole. The sinkhole was filled with a strange and terrifying chaos. Bronze execution pillars rose into the sky like mountains, and their overwhelming momentum made it hard for the two to breathe!

And in the abyss, the swaying sound of chains is enough to send chills down your spine!

What's down there?

"Where is this?"

Gwyneth's tone was heavy, but her inner panic had lessened considerably.

Because in this world, she discovered that she could use all her mental power.

Previously, in the weak mental world of the assassins, she and Parthias had tried their best to suppress their power, after all, according to the rules of the game, they could not kill those assassins.

But we don't need to anymore.

Because this world can accommodate all their power!

In other words, in this world, both of them are near-extremely dangerous!

Even if they cannot leave, at least they have the ability to protect themselves.

"La la la~"

A clear, crisp little girl's voice appeared.

Parthias gazed into the distance.

She is a little girl picking mushrooms.

She carried a small flower basket, skipping and hopping around, picking mushrooms formed from chaotic elements, intending to make herself a mushroom soup later.

With a thought, Parthias approached the little girl.

A hand pressed down on the little girl's head, and a cold voice said:

"Where did the assassins go?"

"Don't try to be clever... you'll die."

The little girl was unable to move.

whisper:

"Below the abyss."

Parthias glanced at the abyss that made him feel apprehensive, and in a moment of distraction, the little girl actually escaped from his grasp!

He wanted to give chase, but suddenly a voice came from behind him:

"Are you looking for him?"

Parthias turned around quickly and saw a bronze pillar with a warrior bound by thick black chains, in a state of chaos and ignorance.

A familiar figure stood at the edge of the abyss.

He had a smile on his face and a composed demeanor.

It was Zhao Yi.

However, the Zhao Yi in front of them was completely different from the Zhao Yi who had greeted them outside.

His aura was unfathomable, and his strength was clearly no less than or equal to that of me!

But... how is that possible?

Parthias didn't understand what was happening. He imbued his eyes with the power of dreams, but still couldn't see through Zhao Yi!

This indicates that the other party did not use some underhanded tricks, but rather it was truly... a major disaster!

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"

Parthias murmured.

A being with spiritual power comparable to a near-perfect ferocity would not be as weak as they appear on the outside!

Zhao Yi's body... should have collapsed directly due to the mental power he was about to withstand!

Why?

Why is he alright?

Parthias could not understand.

This was completely beyond his comprehension.

Understanding the power of thought, understanding the spiritual realm, understanding the rules of this world!

"Nothing is impossible."

What you see is the truth.

Zhao's figure flickered.

They came before Parthia.

"In the past, I probably wouldn't have been able to lure you into my world so easily, but not long ago, in the church's Silent Containment Facility, I met a creature from the Fifth Realm, L381, and stole some strange skills from it, which I call the Divine Brush..."

Zhao Yi waved his hand, and Parthias and Grendes immediately appeared in a grand hall.

The hall was empty; there was nothing there.

Apart from the clothes rack in the middle and the white clothes on top.

"I'm sorry, the preparations were very rushed."

"There is no wine, no song or dance... not even coffins have been prepared for you."

Parthias sneered:

Are you very confident?

"You think you can take us all by force?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Otherwise, why would we go to all that trouble to lure you in?"

"Did you have fun playing the game?"

The smile that Zhao Yi gave off immediately broke Parthias and Gyneth's guard!

They had been racking their brains these past few days trying to win the game designed by Zhao Yi, and were almost driven mad. But at this moment they realized that... Zhao Yi was just playing with them!

The game is just a smokescreen to attract their attention!

All their efforts, their thoughts, their struggles, their elation... in the end, all of it became a laughing stock!

"You...you deserve to die!!"

Parthias couldn't sit still any longer.

At that moment, it felt like its seven orifices were emitting smoke, and its mind was filled with rage!

One of the most infuriating things in the world is when you're playing a game, and the other person is playing you!

A massive psychic force condensed into a giant death scythe in the void, which slashed down fiercely at Zhao Yi!

The dark power surged and churned, and the magnificent power of death filled the hall. In an instant, it engulfed Zhao Yi. Just as the huge and terrifying scythe blade was about to touch Zhao Yi, it was stopped by Zhao Yi's finger!

"In my world, it seems a bit unwise to fight me!"

A blood-red flower bloomed from her fingertips, and the mysterious and eerie light and shadow blocked the scythe of death, even forcing it back!

Chi!

Criminal law writer Grendes forms hand seals.

Barbed iron hooks attacked from all directions. As a common attack method used by the monks of the Flesh and Blood Hell, the flesh and blood torture instrument is simple and difficult to defend against!

Furthermore, the destructive power of the torture instruments increases as the cultivator's strength increases!

Gwenth is certainly not as capable of fully controlling the power of the flesh-and-blood torture instruments as the High Priest, but as a quasi-major villain, these instruments are still not to be underestimated!

They will completely dismember their enemies.

From the body to the soul!

clang!

Zhao Yi summoned a giant bell and enveloped himself within it.

Since secretly learning some of the magic brush techniques, Zhao Yi can use his mental power to conjure various things with realistic characteristics within the scope of his abilities in his mental world.

For example, if it conjures a knife, it will be especially sharp and can cut through many things.

The bell, on the other hand, is incredibly sturdy and can help Zhao Yi defend against surrounding attacks. Furthermore, the sound of the bell is extremely lethal!

The moment that bell rang, the two of them had already rushed out of the main hall!

Clearly, these two weren't fools; they weren't willing to risk going to war with Zhao Yi in this world!

They wanted to leave.

Once we return to the outside world, killing Zhao will be as easy as taking candy from a baby!

"No!"

"The way back is blocked!"

Gwenth looked up at the eye of the storm in the sky and shouted:

"We have no choice but to fight this battle with our backs against the wall!"

Parthias shouted:

"Let's fight!"

"We're both in big trouble, what are we afraid of!"

He turned around, his eyes fixed on the gate of the Bloodline Temple.

Besides the lingering chimes, an increasingly terrifying aura permeated the area!

They knew that Zhao Yi was about to get serious!

Ka—

Just as the two were on high alert, a chilling sound came from the abyss not far behind them.

It's like a lock... has been unlocked.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura emanated from the edge of the abyss.

The black stones on the ground began to decay, and strange tentacles and fern-like plants began to grow.

They are menacing, flamboyant, alluring yet eerie.

giggle-

A distorted human face grew from one of its tentacles, emitting a horrific laugh!

Sharp, piercing straight to the soul!

"What the hell is this thing?"

Parthias shouted.

The shadows of those growing whiskers fell into his eyes.

And so... whiskers really did begin to grow in his eyes!

boom!

The dreamlike fire spread from his pupils, driving away the tentacles!

Burn all those distortions to ashes!

The heavenly fire transformed into a snake, which split into nine, intertwining with each other to protect the two of them!

And at that moment, the source of the sound finally appeared.

He was a person standing on the edge of an abyss.

A person who looks exactly like Zhao Yi.

The two looked at the person, their bodies trembling slightly.

He has eight strong arms and bizarre tattoos that cannot be described in words!

Intense pollution, utter chaos...

"I got that memory fragment...and found a new self."

The darkest personality actually spoke.

However, it wasn't for the two of them.

Instead, he was looking at the man standing at the entrance of the Bloodline Temple.

Zhao Yi drew his sister-slaying dagger, his killing intent resolute!

"kill."

He only uttered those two words.

The next moment, the sword was swung out, and with the added strength of a near-great ferocity, the sword energy was three hundred feet long!

Dragon's roar and tiger's howl!

Parthias gathered all the power of the Dreamfire and clashed with the three-hundred-foot-long blade of energy!

boom!

The aftershocks spread out, and the invisible and colorless ripples of destruction instantly turned anything hard into dust upon contact with them!

"I'll hold off X-0, you go kill that weirdo!"

"Don't hold back! If we don't use our full strength, we'll all die here today!"

Parthias shouted, dispersing Zhao Yi's sword energy, which carried destructive power, while covering Grendes's escape from the battlefield!

Grendes kept forming hand seals.

The unclean power from the hell of flesh and blood began to gather in her palm!

The instruments of torture inserted into her body actually separated from her skin and flesh!

A trace of the power of rules flows within it.

An overwhelming aura enveloped this entire world!

Gwenth was pale as countless tubes flew out of the torture device and pierced her body!

She actually used her own flesh and soul to refine this instrument of torture!

"An ominous object?"

In the distance, Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, gradually becoming serious and solemn.

He never imagined that the torture device on Grendes' body... would actually be such a dangerous object!

Once this thing is awakened...

With Zhao Yi's current strength, he will be doomed!

PS: Great! Another 6000!

No more frivolous talk today, I'll write a few hundred more words before bed, leaving a starting point so I can write faster tomorrow.

Brothers and sisters, go to bed early!

Goodnight, fucking lollipop!