From the perspective of the Earth as a whole, the accumulation of dead gas is a slow process even in 10,000 years, so the first time dead gas has spread to the surface of the earth is not the last few hundred years. Long before humans recorded history, there were traces of undead activity on the earth's surface, and sometimes there was a sudden increase in the number of undead in a certain area, which scientists now believe is likely to be related to crustal movement or volcanic eruptions.

Although the ancients did not know what crustal movement was, and did not know what volcanic eruptions had to do with the earth's mantle, they also understood that there were more dead and undead spirits underground. Primitive religious beliefs were mostly based on the fear of the unknown, and the ancients were afraid of the "hell" buried deep underground, so various religious beliefs appeared.

The "Geocentric Church" is such a religious group that continues to modern times.

They believe that after crossing the earth's crust and mantle, there is an ultimate realm with the highest density of dead air, and that is the center of the earth.

In the heart of the earth, there is no other undead activity, but there is an undead spirit of unprecedented strength, who is regarded by the church of the earth as the supreme deity, called "wither".

If this undead spirit is real, and if it really takes shape, it will wake up, and it will shatter the entire planet like a nestling that breaks an eggshell, and emerge from it to roam the universe.

The Church of the

They naturally have their own motives for doing this, but it would be too cumbersome to explain them all, so I will leave it aside for now.

All in all, regardless of whether the existence of withering is real or not, the mere existence of such an evil religious group as the Geocentric Church already poses a threat to society.

Naturally, the Alliance will not let it go, and once there are signs of the activities of the Geocentric Church, the Demon Suppression Bureau will immediately dispatch to exterminate all its followers like the owner of the house where the cockroach has been found.

*

Back to the topic of the former partner.

After all, I have been working with him for a long time, and I know that he is essentially a kind young man who is full of enthusiasm for the people around him. Such a person, even if he deceived me for some unavoidable purpose, or even betrayed me, would never join forces with the Church of the Earth.

In the end, he was caught in the weakness and had to betray me under threat; or is it controlled by the mind, so that he will do things that are not in line with his own heart; Or maybe I mistook him, he was actually a person with ulterior motives—all of which I don't know, but after killing him, I never took this question as one of the countless unsolved mysteries of this world, and then took it for granted; I didn't think that the super-level psionic who led people to kill me in the first place was the culprit, thinking that since he had already killed him in turn, it could be regarded as revenge for his ex-partner (provided that he really betrayed me out of necessity).

In order to unravel the mystery, I must investigate the Church of the Centroid Earth.

It's just that, perhaps, it would seem like I don't miss my old feelings, but I never felt that this was a task that I had to leave behind everything I had in my life, at all costs, even with my life.

I didn't even feel too much sentimentality about the death of my ex-partner. Because the Black Zone is such a place, every day people die, and the next one may be yourself. We are not the protagonists of the story world, there is no reason why we will definitely live to the end, and even because we have too many enemies, we are more likely to die than others. And since he has already been mentally prepared for death, of course, it will not be heartbreaking, it is nothing more than waiting for the wound to heal, and at the same time silently write down the hatred, and then leave after the preparations are complete.

My "ready" is to become a psionic.

After separating from Xu Shengxing, the drone called.

"I've sent you the information." He said.

"Thank you." I said, "I'll transfer it to you later." ”

After hanging up the phone and transferring the pay, I checked the information.

The information I asked him to investigate this time was to investigate the hiding place of Beaver Pharmaceutical's technical advisor, the old man who was attacked by the mad Naoto Inoue.

I recently learned that this man named Paul. Martinez's old man, after being attacked, disappeared. It stands to reason that he must have been hypnotized as one of the researchers involved in human experiments, but he didn't even go back to Beaver Pharmaceutical, which is very problematic. I decided to find him first and then pry his mouth open to see if he knew some secrets.

On the other hand, I also had the idea of starting the second round of the Blood Sacrifice Ritual - this was also a helpless move, since the clues on the spirit transformation medicine were already difficult to count on, then I naturally had to continue to study the Blood Sacrifice Ritual.

It just so happens that the sequelae have almost disappeared recently, and if you take ordinary people - it may not be Paul. Martinez - go and sacrifice to Hasta, and nothing will happen. Besides, I'm not unprepared, and this blood ritual will be much safer than the last one. Specifically, we can only look at the actual performance.

*

That night, I found Paul in a residential neighborhood in the first district of Beaver City. Temporary residence of XXXX.

It is a small single-family house, and the lights are still on, and you can faintly hear the sound of the TV in the house. I climbed over the fence to the backyard, then crept into the hallway and approached the living room. In the living room, two men were sitting on the couch, both watching a basketball game on the television, while cooking came from the kitchen not far away.

I know these two men, they were mentioned in the drone's intelligence.

They are all guards hired by Paul from the Black Zone at his expense, and they are also psykers who are well-known in Beaver City. Although they are only second- or third-level psionics, they also have psionic abilities, and the employment fee is expensive. This shows that Paul seems to be afraid of something, he is afraid that someone will attack him, and even with the protection of psychics, he is still not at ease, and hides in the city.

In that case, why not just leave Beaver City?

I thought as I walked slowly to the back of the couch.

The two men were happily watching the television, completely oblivious to my approach. As I mentioned before, because I am an ordinary person with no psychic powers, and I know how to hide my aura, it is difficult for psykers to detect me in advance with inspiration. And on the premise of not driving psionic energy, psionics are no different from ordinary people. Without saying a word, I raised my hands, clenched them into fists, and slammed them down.

At the same time, I hit them in the top of the head, and the brain tissue was shattered through the skull, killing them instantly.

Looking at their corpses lying on the couch, I felt a lot of regret in my heart, if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't solve the side effects of the blood sacrifice ritual for the time being, I would have wanted to throw the real psionics into the blood sacrifice ritual.

I turned around and walked into the kitchen a short distance away, and saw Paul standing in front of the gas stove making poached eggs. He caught a glimpse of my approach, and as if he thought it was his guard, he said, "You want eggs too?" I can only give you one, and that's all the eggs in the fridge...... ......" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at me, and saw my face clearly, and his face changed suddenly.

"Why, aren't you going to make me eggs?" I asked.

"You, you......" he asked tremblingly, "who are you?" What about the two people outside? ”

"I killed them all." I looked at him, brewing words in my stomach, and then resolved to tempt, "As for me......"

I took a step closer to him, and he reflexively took a step back, "I'm from the 'church.'" Can you get the idea? ”

"Ahh He screamed in fear, backed back, and then slipped and fell to the ground.

He seems to really know about the Church of the Church, and most likely of his role in the events of the last time.

I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. He didn't dare to resist, so he was at my mercy.

"Spit up everything you know."

"What's the matter?" He asked, trembling.

"Church of the Church of the Church."

"Why do you want to ask me about this kind of thing, aren't you from there?"

"That's me lying to you." I say.

"Lie to me, lie to me......" he muttered to himself, as if at last he had finally broken down, suddenly yelled, bypassed me, and ran towards the exit of the kitchen.

I picked up the raw egg next to the stove and projected it. The raw egg passed by him and smashed straight into the wall directly in front of him, but instead of shattering immediately, it slammed into the wall and embedded half of it - projecting hidden weapons is also my forte, or rather, any martial artist who deliberately blends in the black zone will always have one or two "secret weapon kung fu", and I am naturally no exception. It's just that the hidden weapon that is projected out may be able to carry some skill, but it can't carry dark energy, which means that it can't pose a frontal threat to psionics, so I don't use it much.

He stopped in astonishment and looked at the raw eggs embedded in the wall, "You...... What are you doing......"

"Just throwing eggs." I said, "Compared to this......"

"How could an egg be smashed into a stone?" He interrupted me.

"Just use ingenuity." Of course, I know it's difficult, but in order to show that I'm abnormal, to make it difficult for people to understand my true nature, and then to fear me, I occasionally say things that are contrary to common sense, "Ordinary people can do it with a lot of practice." ”

"Ordinary people can't do it! Don't underestimate physics! He shouted as if he was about to burst out all the fear he had built.

"If you make that loud noise, I'll cut your vocal cords." I said, "Anyway, if you just listen to my questions, you just need to leave your ears behind, and if you answer, you can write or nod and shake your head, don't you think?" ”

He covered his mouth in horror and nodded.

"So, first question." I said, "What do you know about the Church in the center of the earth?" ”