Excessive ferocity due to caution

He had long since run out of options.

For the next ten years or so, Huang Liangmeng worked for the church.

I'm exposed to more and more things.

For example, the Li family.

The rumors that Barbara shared with Zhao Yi back then were basically accurate.

Li Chenglong was indeed a dog that the church kept in the Li family.

The key used to open the Le Marchan labyrinth.

The reason why such an important character has been left to fend for himself in the Li family is mainly because of a group of "special people".

Huang Liangmeng's memory of that group of people is incomplete.

But Zhao Yi still saw some familiar faces—the founders of the Hustlers Guild.

Uncle Quan (Huang Quan), Liu Ruoqing, the charlatan Jiang Xiao, the ice queen Meng Jiao, and others...

The presence of these people made the Skull Church wary, and they dared not show any deliberate attention to Li Chenglong, seemingly worried that they would be discovered and cause unnecessary trouble.

Of course, besides the founders of the "Honors Guild," there were also many people Zhao Yi didn't know at all.

They are the real reason why the Skull Church has always kept its activities in the capital small and dared not be too presumptuous.

In addition, Zhao Yi learned a very important piece of information—

That is, the base of the Skull Church is located in an unknown place.

Similar to the Amber Forest, the Infinite, the Immortal Road.

It wasn't easy for them to get to the capital of the Chaotic Realm; it seemed they would have to pay a considerable price.

The more powerful a company is, the more restrictions it faces.

That's basically all Huang Liangmeng's understanding of the church.

Zhao Yi did not feel any regret.

Such a piece, which can provide him with so much information, is already a considerable gain for him.

The faint screams of Huangliang Dream could still be heard in my ears.

Although he was weak, he was not dead yet.

The vitality of even the most ominous creatures is unimaginably tenacious.

When Zhao Yi regained consciousness, he looked at the pile of rotten flesh on the autopsy table and threw it directly into the shredder.

After the roar of the machines subsided, the dream of wealth and glory finally fell silent.

Zhao Yi put away the Taotie and went to Havel's Cemetery, where Ouyang Feng's body was preserved. He used Zi Buyu's ability to enter Ouyang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's still that same little river, and the same old man.

"Why are you here again?"

"Isn't it annoying?"

Ouyang Feng's tone was dissatisfied.

He didn't care whether Zhao Yi was angry or not; in fact, he wished Zhao Yi would just slap him to death.

Anyway, the old man has wanted to die for a long time.

But Zhao Yi would not do as he thought... But Zhao Yi was, after all, a good young man who respected the elderly and cared for the young, so he patiently came to Ouyang Feng's side and helped him rock the rattan chair.

"I brought the old man a very interesting gadget."

Zhao Yi spoke up.

Ouyang Feng curled his lip:

"Not interested."

Zhao Yi took out the box that the church had given Huang Liangmeng and placed it in front of Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng frowned and said:

"The old man is almost in his grave, he's not interested in things outside... Hmm, where did you get this box?"

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly took the box from Zhao Yi's hand and examined it carefully.

With his knowledge and discerning eye, he naturally couldn't fail to see just how exquisite the box was.

As his fingertips traced the patterns on the box, Ouyang Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened considerably:

"This is...something from the Church of the Skull?"

Zhao Yi laughed:

"Senior Ouyang has a good eye..."

"This box is an instrument of torture used by the Skull Church."

He gave a general account of his story with the Yellow Millet Dream and the affairs of the Lü family in the capital.

Aside from a few necessary details, Zhao Yi revealed almost nothing.

After hearing this, Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, puffed out his beard, and glared:

"Those disgusting bastards from the Lü family, after all these years, not only have they not changed, but they've become even worse. They're truly incorrigible!"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Senior Ouyang's tone suggests he has a past grudge against the Lü family..."

Ouyang Feng remained silent, gazing into the distance across the stream, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long while, he lowered his head and began fiddling with the box in his hands, without saying another word.

"This is a 'demanding' torture device."

Ouyang Feng somehow managed to open the box.

The seemingly matching patterns are actually gaps left from the splicing. As the transformation begins, the box is pulled by a mysterious magic. The exterior gradually opens up and merges into the base, leaving a little girl in a snow-white backless dress dancing ballet in the center.

"La la la..."

The little girl moved with the grace of a swan, maintaining her dance posture, but her body was impaled on an iron rod in the center of the box. The blood-stained part of the iron rod above emitted a strong, fishy stench, as if... the toy impaled on the iron rod were a real person.

Of course, the most uncomfortable part was the little girl's back.

There is no skin there.

The entire back is completely open, with the spine sliding out from the back, separating from the tailbone, and drooping to the side.

"Excessive demands regarding torture instruments?"

"What is that?"

Zhao Yi asked Ouyang Feng, whose voice was somewhat low.

"One of the oldest instruments of torture recorded among the suffering monks."

"It is adept at exploiting people's inner curiosity to gain power and ultimately receive 'punishment'."

"Those who gain power from 'harsh' instruments of torture will ultimately die from that power."

"The dancer in the center of the box is called 'The Suffering Swan,' and she was the first host of the torture device. In fact... she is not a real woman."

As Ouyang Feng spoke, he used his fingers to lift the little girl's skirt.

"He's a boy."

"He was chosen because he is skilled in graceful dance."

"The Skull Church chose him to create the 'demanding' torture device depicted in the blueprints."

"Besides serving as a source of power, 'demanding' has another special use..."

Zhao's eyes gleamed.

"What is it for?"

Ouyang Feng raised his eyes, his gaze complex.

"Teleport."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi sensed a profound sense of crisis!

"Please explain in detail, senior."

Ouyang Feng said seriously:

"Did you fight the parasite that inhabits this torture device before?"

Zhao nodded.

"right."

"I removed the torture instruments from it."

"I tried to open it during that time, but I failed."

Ouyang Feng frowned, his tone tinged with surprise:

"strangeness……"

"Under normal circumstances, it will absorb the power you expend during battle to open the connection portal, and then, utilizing the powerful energy supply on the other side, select a target near the box and teleport directly away from this place..."

"But this process seems to have been disrupted by some mysterious and eerie force."

Zhao Yi pondered for a moment, then suddenly pointed his finger at the box.

An ominous atmosphere pervaded the air.

"Senior, is this the kind of power?"

Ouyang Feng sensed an ominous aura and stared at Zhao Yi in shock:

"You...can handle it?!"

PS: Third update.

Today's figure is a solid 6300+.

I was bragging to my group members that it was four o'clock, but I'll probably say three o'clock.