Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 184 Fearless
Although Chen Chuan's tone was calm, it was very powerful. Everyone present could clearly feel the unshakable strength and determination revealed in it.

"Ah……"

Wei Jun showed a regretful expression and patted the metal railing, "Is that so."

He suddenly smiled, "Do you know? Shen Zheng died here, yes, in this factory. You may have known it before you came here, but do you know how he died?
We found Shen Zheng's biological sister. They had been separated for five years, but it was because of our kindness that they were reunited here. You must be thinking that I would threaten him with his sister's life? No, no, that's too low-level. We just wanted his sister to see the consequences of going against us, and you..."

He lowered his eyes and said, "You will know soon. You will experience everything he experienced." As he said that, he snapped his fingers.

At the same time, bang bang bang sounds were heard, and all the spotlights nearby were turned off. However, in the entire factory, the lights in the corners and above were all turned on, illuminating the surroundings.

At this moment, the surrounding scene suddenly became clear. The walls and the ground were densely covered with strange patterns, painted with paints of various colors. Among these patterns, there were countless messy lines, as if drawn with a mixture of scarlet rotten blood and sewer mud.

They all extended from the wall, and all the intersecting lines came towards the ground and upwards, and finally converged at the position where Chen Chuan was standing at the moment!

"Three years ago, Shen Zheng was standing in the same place as you." Wei Jun's voice echoed in the spacious factory.

The mutual aid association members on both sides couldn't help but look on, as if they were looking forward to what would happen next.

These patterns come from a secret ritual of the "Double-Faced Cult". To be more precise, a secret ritual is used to drive a strange creature called the Two-Faced Heart Monster, and rituals are used to strengthen its abilities.

Once the ritual starts, people standing on the ritual pattern will be affected. Now the entire factory floor is covered with ritual patterns. As long as people walk in, they are included in the ritual and can trigger strange stories at any time. However, if people stand on the pattern in the middle, the effect will undoubtedly be the best.

Jiang Wei's previous suggestion to use a spotlight to mark a route and force the opponent to stand in that position was undoubtedly a successful suggestion.

Once the two-faced monster identifies its target, it will attach itself to it, which will produce two effects.

First, any external attack will not cause damage, but the pain and suffering will not be eliminated. Secondly, any damage caused by the attack used by the invaded target itself will eventually be borne by itself.

And under the stimulation of the two-faced monster and external rituals, various scenes of the victim's own worries and fears will be constantly released in his mind, causing him to constantly attack the imaginary enemies he sees.

Shen Zheng was a good fighter back then, but so what?
They brought Shen Zheng's biological sister back just to make him feel nervous and worried, but the more they did this, the more fantasies it would arouse.

What Shen Zheng saw at that time should have been that his relatives, friends, teachers, and even people he was familiar with were suffering various kinds of harm and attacks and needed his rescue.

At that time, he could only attack desperately to protect everything he wanted to protect, but the harder he tried, the more injured he became, because all the attacks and all the injuries would ultimately be borne by himself.

All the people in the mutual aid society were like watching a monkey show, watching him constantly inflict harm on themselves. They went up to provoke, tease, and stimulate Shen Zheng one by one, watching him constantly fight back, yet seemingly helpless against them. It could be said that he was played to death in the end.

And now, the result will be the same.

After waiting for a while, someone looked down and found Chen Chuan standing there motionless. He asked curiously, "Why is he standing there motionless?"

"Yeah, why isn't he moving? Is there something wrong with the ritual?"

Wei Jun pondered for a moment, then understood immediately. He chuckled, "This kid probably doesn't have anyone he cares about. Such people are less affected by internal factors. But it doesn't matter. With a little external stimulation, he can fight against his imaginary fantasy. Then we can watch the show. Who's going?"

"I'll come first!"

Shao Xiaobie shouted loudly, holding a steel pipe in his hand, and walked down the metal stairs excitedly. The other members of the mutual aid association also watched with interest, but some seemed dissatisfied that he was the first one, and booed him, saying that this was a shady deal.

Wei Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone has a share and everyone will get a turn."

Shao Xiaobie came to Chen Chuan with the steel pipe swinging. He first raised his hands behind him, then held the steel pipe with both hands, pretended to point it at Chen Chuan's head a few times, and then suddenly raised it high. However, just when he was about to swing it down with force.

With a bang, a fist hit from the front, and Shao Xiaobie's head suddenly exploded. Blood, flesh, brain matter and broken bones splattered backwards. The headless corpse shook the steel pipe twice, then fell backwards to the ground with a thud, and the steel pipe also rolled out with a clang.

The laughter, boos, and cheers in the venue all stopped abruptly.

Chen Chuan slowly raised his hand and grasped one of his shoulders. Then he grabbed with his five fingers, as if he had grasped an invisible object in an instant. Then, his arm muscles moved and he slowly pulled it out. As he moved, even the people present could see a nearly transparent monster with two faces being slowly pulled out from the surface of his body!

The thing was still struggling and twisting in his hand, trying to break free, but it was useless under his powerful grasp. Finally, there was a slight "swish" sound, as if some cloth was torn apart, and the thing completely broke away from the surface of his body.

Chen Chuan looked at the monster struggling and flapping its arms, with its two faces still making all kinds of threatening and laughing expressions. He threw one of them to the ground, then stepped on it with one foot. With a "crackling" sound, it seemed as if he had stepped on some rotten bag, and it broke apart with a "pop", and then turned into wisps of smoke that floated out from under his feet.

Before coming here, he had read many files, consulted Director Lei, and was able to roughly infer the cause of Shen Zheng's death and made certain preparations.

He still doesn't know what this thing does, and he doesn't need to know, because as long as the Second Me is still here, no matter whether it's a secret ritual or a ghost story, it won't have any effect on him in the short term. But he can feel that this thing can be touched by him, so he grabs its entity and crushes it on the spot!
The members of the mutual aid association around them stared at all this in a daze.

They came here today because Wei Jun promised to let them watch a good show. They undoubtedly have sufficient confidence in the esoteric rituals. How strong was Shen Zheng in the past? Didn't he die in the ritual?
This example proves that this method is safe and feasible. What they expect is to ravage the person who refuses to accept their kindness and tries to cross the line, but the result at this moment seems a little different.

Chen Chuan looked up at this moment, his eyes fell on Wei Jun and the members of the mutual aid association, and said: "Do you think you asked me to come here this time?"

He smiled.

"Actually, I wanted to come find you guys."

Wei Jun finally realized that something was wrong. He had originally held on to a glimmer of hope, but after hearing Chen Chuan's words, he knew that the ceremony had completely failed.

At this moment, he could not help but feel a surge of fear and anger in his heart. He retreated desperately and shouted, "Shoot! Kill him!"

The security guards on the surrounding steel structures and passages raised their guns one after another. However, on the left side, only some people who made this move had their wrists and guns fallen off their bodies. Their limbs seemed to have been neatly cut by a sharp weapon, revealing smooth wounds.

Seeing this situation, these people couldn't help but be stunned.

And in the place they couldn't see, right where they raised their guns, there were crisscrossing long and thin spider silks that were invisible to the naked eye.

When Chen Chuan came in just now, he put down the box containing the Taiana fighting spider, allowing the spider to enter the factory under the cover of shadow.

This type of spider can secrete a high-strength alienated spider silk, which can cut the human body neatly if the slightest external force is applied to it. Therefore, in an ambush scenario, the fighting spider can often eliminate the target silently.

However, this is not the fighting spider's main means of attack. Special blades are implanted on its abdomen, back and eight limbs. Its crawling and jumping speed exceeds the reaction of ordinary fighters. Once it gets close, it can easily chop a person into pieces.

At this moment, the fighting spiders were moving quickly on the walls and ceiling of the venue, constantly cutting apart the security personnel who tried to shoot. Wherever they passed, those people either lost their limbs or their heads fell off, and there was a sound of howling.

In its command mode, the person who makes the shooting action with a gun is the primary threat target and needs to be eliminated first.

However, no matter how fast the combat spiders were, because the factory was spacious and there were many people at the moment, they only targeted a certain area, while people in other places could shoot indiscriminately.

Chen Chuan glanced at the guns pointed at him, took a deep breath, and the second I instantly overlapped with him. At this moment, everything around him seemed to slow down.

The muzzles of the guns seemed to be slowly raised and shifted towards him.

He took a step forward, and with every step he took, the patterned ground below him began to crack and spread outward.

The gun muzzles finally spewed out flames at this moment, but the bullets all fell behind him, and the Xuejun Knife in his hand slowly came out of the scabbard, revealing its sharp blade.

He dived forward, made a big turn, took a heavy step, and leaped onto a platform. Looking at the row of security guards in front of him who were still shooting down, he leaned forward, the light of Xue Jun's sword seemed to flash, and then he appeared at the other end of the passage.

The dozen or so people on this passage were frozen for just a moment, and the next moment, they turned into broken limbs and scattered on the steel plate on the ground.

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(End of this chapter)