106: Chapter 106 Unbearable to look at, indescribable

Above the gray canopy of the sky, a giant scroll surfaced without any warning.

The scroll blotted out the sun, its entire body presenting an eerie dark blood-red color.

The scroll was not smooth; it seemed to be stitched together from countless human skins, with thick black liquid constantly seeping from every seam.

The content on the scroll was even more twisted and blurred, as if obscured by some Rule Power that could not be looked at directly.

"What is that..."

An Old Professor from the Yanlong Empire, stationed at the station on the outskirts of the Kunlun Ruins, tremblingly took off his glasses.

He tried hard to see the scene in the painting clearly.

Vaguely, he saw an eerie figure that was both human and non-human.

The figure was a tall, imposing man with three heads and six arms, each arm in a state of advanced decay.

At the position of his chest, a long arrow, pitch-black as ink and radiating ill-fortune, was nailed through him!

The long arrow pierced the man's heart, as if nailing him dead onto the scroll.

"Ah—!!!"

Just as the Old Professor attempted to see more details, a sudden pain hit his chest, and he let out a miserable scream!

Around him, the other staff members watching the scroll also had pained expressions and wailed incessantly.

"Don't look! Close your eyes quickly!!"

Sensing the danger of the scroll, someone roared in terror, but it was already too late.

The bodies of many staff members who looked directly at the scroll had already begun to undergo terrifying aberrations.

Their skin melted like candles, and their facial features began to displace and wander.

Even the Ghost Controllers at the observation station found the eerie power within their bodies completely out of control at this moment!

Puchi! Puchi!!

A Ghost Controller who had mastered the [Ghost Claw] knelt on the ground in agony.

The Ghost Claw inside him actually usurped its host, forcefully drilling out of his head and wrapping around it in reverse.

Soon, his head became a bloody mess, shattered all over the floor... but he did not die; instead, he turned from a living person into a twisted monster!

The Ghost Claw he mastered... replaced his head!!

"Gegege..."

The Ghost Claw let out a low, strange laugh, controlling him to turn around and stare fixedly at the normal people nearby with its palm covered in eyes.

"Damn it... what on earth is that 'scroll'?!"

Inside the command center of the Kunlun Ruins observation station, the commander's expression was ugly to the extreme.

The man was named Ye Fengchuan, the commander-in-chief of all observation stations in the Kunlun Ruins, and also an s-rank second order Taboo Master!

At this moment, he was also being affected by the scroll's rules!

Just now, he had also taken a look at the scroll in the sky!

Some invisible rule had already fallen upon him!

Gradually, his eye sockets began to fill with blood, the corners of his eyes split open, and drops of black bloody tears slid down his cheeks.

He could feel his consciousness drifting toward chaos!

Even though he resisted desperately, his body was undergoing a frantic aberration!

"Must... notify headquarters!"

Ye Fengchuan forced himself up, using his last bit of consciousness to control his body.

He walked tremblingly toward an old-fashioned rotary phone.

This phone was a special Taboo Item named [Last Words]; it could ignore any rule interference to transmit information to a designated location.

Beep... beep... As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Linfeng hurriedly spoke:

"I am Ye Fengchuan... Kunlun Ruins observation station... compromised... SS-rank or above... no... possibly an unknown existence beyond SS-rank is reviving..."

"The painting... don't look..."

"Qingzhou... must be sealed off..."

Before his words could finish.

Ye Fengchuan's voice stopped.

Crack!

The red telephone receiver in his hand was actually crushed by him unconsciously.

"Hehe... hehe..."

A burst of hair-raising laughter squeezed out of his throat.

Ye Fengchuan suddenly looked up.

His originally handsome face had now become twisted beyond recognition; the left half of his face looked as if it had been corroded by strong acid, turning into stark white bone.

A small tentacle was wriggling in and out of his eye socket.

He... was almost completely deformed.

Before his last sliver of sanity dissipated.

Ye Fengchuan exhausted the last of his strength to suddenly pull out a palm-sized Small Bronze Tripod from his chest.

This small tripod was covered in rust and engraved with ancient and obscure runes.

This tripod came from the Chaos Void Realm and was an extremely powerful Taboo Item!!

"Seal... Suppress!!!"

Ye Fengchuan let out a roar that didn't sound human.

Boom!!!

He activated Rule Power, using himself as a sacrifice, directly offering his life to the small tripod!

In an instant, the small tripod expanded rapidly, soared into the air, transformed into a giant tripod as majestic as a mountain, and then crashed heavily onto the earth!

Qiang Dang!!

As the tripod landed, it emitted a long, heavy chime.

Immediately after, a cyan light curtain visible to the naked eye spread out instantly from the center of the giant tripod, completely enveloping the territory of thousands of miles within Qingzhou.

With the rise of the light curtain, that terrifying blood-colored scroll was also temporarily isolated within Qingzhou.

However.

Ye Fengchuan, having finished all this, lost the support for his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

His vitality had been completely sacrificed.

But his dead body continued to expand and mutate rapidly, eventually turning into a terrifying monster covered in black scales with wings on its back... Rebirth City, Rebirth Temple.

Lin Chuan, sitting atop the Lotus Pedestal, felt his heart suddenly sink.

Through the Blood Crow Servant wandering outside, he saw everything that happened in the Kunlun Ruins clearly.

"The Kunlun Ruins... still went out of control?"

Lin Chuan's heart stirred slightly.

Even from a great distance, he felt a strong sense of threat from the scroll enveloping the Kunlun Ruins.

And this time, his panel did not pop up information about that blood-colored scroll or that bronze tripod!

This meant that the sequence level of the scroll and the bronze tripod was very high!

Especially that scroll!

Through the blood crow's crimson eyes, Lin Chuan noticed that the giant bronze tripod sealing Qingzhou was actually rusting and decaying at a visible rate under the influence of the scroll's rules.

On the surface of the bronze tripod, large chunks of bronze rust peeled off, revealing the pitch-black inner wall.

Clearly.

The bronze tripod's Seal on Qingzhou would not last long.

And deep within the Kunlun Ruins.

The Talisman on the palace gates had already burned more than halfway.

The dull thumping sounds continued to intensify, like the booming of drums, vibrating frantically.

Soon, Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze.

The upheaval in the Kunlun Ruins could not affect him for the time being.

Even if the sky fell, the Yanlong Empire would be at the forefront.

All he could do was continue to upgrade and evolve! Continue to grow stronger!

...Meanwhile.

On the borders of the Yanlong Empire.

Inside an underground base of the Twilight Church.

Candlelight flickered, casting the various twisted marks on the walls as hideous as living things.

Zhao Lintian, dressed in a magnificent yellow robe, was kneeling before a strangely shaped statue.

The statue had no face, only a hooded robe, as if silently gazing into the void.

"Praise our Lord... Praise the great Yellow-Clothed True God... the great King in Yellow..."

Zhao Lintian whispered obscure and difficult prayers, his expression fanatical and twisted.

At the same time, an unspeakable thought abruptly appeared in his mind.

Suddenly, Zhao Lintian's whole body shook violently, and he looked up, his eyes full of wild joy.

He heard it!!

It was the god's response! The god's guidance!

"The world... will be folded..."

"The scroll... is about to unfold..."

He muttered to himself, as if he had obtained some ultimate truth, his entire face twisting in excitement.

"Is this day... finally coming?"

Zhao Lintian stood up and straightened his slightly messy robe.

At this moment, his eyes carried a morbid crimson, as if dense, tiny tentacles were wriggling in his pupils... "Come!"

Following his command.

The door to the secret room was slowly pushed open.

A slender, cold figure walked in silently.

The newcomer was a young man in his twenties.

He was wrapped in a thick black robe, his entire face hidden by a hood, revealing only a section of his chin covered in greenish-black snake scales.

The young man was named Wu Xun, an S-rank Fifth Tier Taboo Master, and also Zhao Lintian's most trusted confidant.

"Bishop."

Wu Xun's voice was hoarse and piercing, like iron scraping together.

"Our Lord has descended an oracle."

Zhao Lintian turned around, his back to the dim candlelight, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"A corner of the curtain of the old days has been torn open; a new era is about to arrive."

"But... it's not enough."

"We need more fear, more chaos, more... despair."

"Only at the deepest point can our Lord's true form perfectly manifest upon this filthy earth."

Having said this.

Zhao Lintian's bloodshot eyes stared intently at Wu Xun before him.

"Go, Wu Xun."

"Go to the various Base Cities of the Yanlong Empire."

"The people there have been comfortable for too long; it's time to give them a little 'surprise'."

"Remember, your task is to create panic and draw the attention of those fools at Bureau 749."

"Make them too busy to care about... the opening of the real 'grand show'."

Wu Xun bowed his head slightly.

Under the hood, a bloodthirsty cold light flashed in his vertical pupils that glinted with an eerie green light.

He didn't say another word.

He just slowly knelt on one knee and performed a strange church ritual.

"As you command... Lord Bishop."

As he spoke, his figure twisted for a moment and actually turned directly into a cloud of black mist, vanishing instantly.

Looking at the place where Wu Xun had disappeared, the smile on Zhao Lintian's lips grew wider and wider, finally turning into a burst of frantic laughter.

"Ha... Let there be chaos... let it all fall into chaos..."

"Tsk tsk tsk!! When the world falls into madness, that will be the day of our Lord's descent!"