Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 682 Huangliang Meng's Memory

The last era was called the Chaos Era, but it has been replaced by the new era. Everything about the Chaos Era should have disappeared.

However, the chaotic power in him and the chaotic power of the Son of God in the Wujian Punishment Tower all belong to the Chaos Era.

This reminded Zhao Yi.

Perhaps the power of the torture instrument... also comes from the Chaos Era, just like the chaotic power.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi felt a strong sense of crisis!

If this is true, it means that the Chaos Era may not really disappear!

It will come back at any time!

How terrible is the iteration and replacement of the era?

The Forgotten Walker has already given the answer.

As powerful as the old man, they are almost extinct under the iteration of the era!

Zhao Yi's thoughts were slightly confused, and he had no intention of entangled with Huangliang Meng anymore. He released the power he got from the red painted wooden door. The whole person was shrouded in ominousness, like a walker in hell!

Snap!

Huang Liang Meng's spine was grasped by Zhao Yi, and the ominous force attached to it, along with Zhao Yi's law power, it actually melted Huang Liang Meng's spine entangled by the torture instruments and turned it into a pool of foul-smelling sewage!

"Howl!"

Huang Liang Meng's mouth actually let out a beast-like scream, sensing the horror of the ominous force, and wanted to pull back his spine.

But he underestimated the horror of the ominous force behind the red lacquered wooden door!

Under Zhao Yi's control, those ominous forces continued to move upward along Huang Liang Meng's spine, and soon eroded into Huang Liang Meng's internal organs, three souls and seven spirits!

He screamed miserably, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"What... what... get out! Get out of my body!!"

"No... vomit..."

His body quickly decayed, and small deformed arms and a head with only a mouth grew on his chest, one after another, densely packed, frantically tearing the torture instruments on Huang Liang Meng's body!

Seeing such a scene, even Zhao Yi was surprised.

He seemed to have underestimated the ominous power behind the red painted wooden door. After being controlled, it showed a corrosive ability far exceeding the previous one!

Moreover... this power seemed to have merged with the Touch of Oblivion.

The Touch of Oblivion is a life system tailored for the Forgotten Walker by Maya and Atlantis, the two managers of the Holy Mountain. It is extraordinary and shows considerable adaptability and compatibility, and seems to be able to evolve continuously.

Two pale ghost hands suddenly stretched out from Huang Liangmeng's mouth, tore it open violently, and held Huang Liangmeng's brain in the splashing flesh and blood and presented it to Zhao Yi.

The complete soul of Huang Liangmeng was preserved inside.

Although it was extremely weak due to the corrosion of the ominous power.

Zhao Yi looked at the still hot brain in his hand and put it away.

In the distance, the ominous power was still entangled with the torture instruments of the church!

The torture instruments of suffering that the church gave Huang Liangmeng this time were very powerful, and they could actually clean up the ominous power attached to Zhao Yi on them!

Although the torture device was completely suppressed, no matter how Zhao Yi used his ominous power to invade the interior of the special box, he was firmly blocked outside.

Looking at the black square box in the pile of rotten flesh and blood in front of him, Zhao Yi slowly picked it up.

"Is this also a torture device?"

"I can go see Mr. Ouyang Feng again and let him study it carefully."

Zhao Yi did not intend to let Ouyang Feng really live out his life.

He promised Rabbit to let Ouyang Feng live, so this person must not die.

Moreover, Ouyang Feng has great value. If he lives, it may be of unimaginable help to the future development of Jiejiao!

He landed slowly.

He ordered the death soldiers to clean up the scene, and he couldn't wait to take Huang Liangmeng's brain to the dissection room of Tianwang Hotel.

Admittedly, a guy like Huang Liangmeng is unlikely to know the core secrets of the Skull Church, but Zhao Yi really knows very little about the Skull Church.

Any bit of useful information is precious to Zhao Yi.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you know the true weakness of the Skull Church.

After entering the dissection room, Zhao Yi took out Huang Liangmeng's brain and placed it on the dissection table.

With a slight movement of his mind, the two met again.

But this time, it was in Huang Liangmeng's barren spiritual world.

He was extremely weak, his strength was drained by the torture instruments, and he was madly eroded by the ominous breath. Now the image of his spirit has become a white-haired old man.

Huang Liangmeng curled up under a collapsing earth wall and shivered. After seeing Zhao Yi, he screamed and struggled, his expression was crazy, and he no longer looked like a normal person.

"I said you would be afraid of me."

Zhao Yi came to Huang Liangmeng, squatted down, and smiled.

Huang Liangmeng screamed in horror.

The terror brought by the ominous breath completely destroyed his courage.

"Kill me... Kill me!!"

"They... They are coming again!!"

"Don't come over! Don't come over!!!"

Huang Liangmeng was mad and waving his claws at the air. He seemed to have seen something and his mind was in extreme confusion.

Zhao Yi looked at Huang Liangmeng without a trace of pity.

He did not kill Huang Liangmeng, but wanted to dissect Huang Liangmeng's brain while Huang Liangmeng was still alive.

"It was a very interesting dissection."

Zhao Yi regained consciousness and stabbed the scalpel in his hand into Huang Liangmeng's brain.

Colorful colors gradually emerged in his eyes. Along with Huang Liangmeng's shrill screams, Zhao Yi took a quick look at the scenes before his eyes...

He saw the suffering monk approach Huang Liangmeng and brainwash him.

At that time, Huang Liangmeng was just an ordinary citizen in the imperial capital.

He could only make a living by fighting for food and clothing.

He was only a quasi-great villain. If he was placed in a place like the abandoned city, he could live a comfortable life, but in a place like the imperial capital, he could only live at the bottom.

——He could meet basic material needs, but he had almost no spiritual life of his own.

Huang Liangmeng was under great pressure for many years, so after the church approached him, he agreed to become a pawn of the church after a simple lobbying.

At that time, Huang Liangmeng's heart had begun to twist, and he began to convince his subconscious that for fame and fortune, he must give up his conscience.

You have to be a superior person, not a "hero" who only lives in the praise of others.

Long-term life pressure and self-brainwashing finally made Huang Liangmeng "transformed".

Although the process was thrilling, he did live the way he wanted - a superior person.

He had his own luxurious home, his own "dog", and a woman who could vent his desires at any time.

Unconsciously, he seemed to have everything.

But Huang Liangmeng always had an illusion... that is, he had nothing.

The long loneliness and emptiness became a spiritual gap that could not be filled, making him want to quit the game.

It was at this time that Huang Liangmeng remembered... that he had sold his freedom to the bloody and miserable monk with iron wire all over his body.

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