Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 401: Chapter 218: Four Major Organizations Declare War (Part 2)

He recounted the events of the day, but in his and Yu Na’s description, it turned into him just passing by to watch, out of curiosity, when he saw Management Bureau members carrying out a task, so he went in to take a look.

Asking Yu Na was not because he felt a strong sense of responsibility to uncover the truth for the Management Bureau, but because he suspected Xia Wei’s emotional abilities might be connected to the Peace Church.

Belonging to the circle of believers, and knowing that Revelation is at odds with the Peaceful Sect, Yu Na would surely notice if the Peaceful Sect set foot in Wanghai City.

If the guys from the Peace Church dared to stir up trouble on his turf, he would definitely give them a proper ”welcome.”

Even ordinary people visiting for holidays know not to come empty-handed, bringing at least two cases of milk. If they come to Wanghai City, they should bring a gift, like Leman’s eyeball.

After listening, Yu Na shook her head and said:

”I haven’t received any information about the Peace Church approaching, and the area around Wanghai City is our Revelation’s development territory, other cults usually don’t extend their reach here.”

”But I do know something about the matter you’re curious about.”

Wu Chang followed up, ”Do you know who they are?”

Yu Na said, ”I don’t know who is behind them, but recently, there have been many similar people. They’re like ticking time bombs, appearing indiscriminately in crowded places. Just two days ago, one guy even sneaked into my shop.”

Wu Chang was intrigued, ”And then?”

Yu Na emotionlessly said, ”I subdued the guy, but his mind had already been scrambled by emotional power, making it impossible to extract any useful information.”

There was a knock at the door, and Yu Na got up to open it, acting as a server by taking the tray and placing Wu Chang’s portion in front of him, then continued:

”They all had something done to them, their souls were all tattered, and soul searching yielded no valid information, so I had to dispose of him.”

Wu Chang understood Yu Na’s implication, ”The opponent has been plotting for a long time, and their methods are very thorough.”

Yu Na nodded, ”I don’t know what the mastermind is after, but it can’t be small. And I can confirm it’s not the Peaceful Sect’s doing—they’re too straightforward and rough for such meticulous work.”

Wu Chang frowned. He trusted Yu Na’s judgment, but this made the situation more complex and troublesome.

After the meal, Yu Na initially wanted Wu Chang to go to her place, but she suddenly received a call, and after she hung up, her face turned grave, so she parted ways and left the restaurant quickly.

Yu Na didn’t take the call out of Wu Chang’s earshot; he faintly heard that it seemed someone from Revelation had been attacked, and the attacked believers were those who had ”processed that person.”

Even daring to retaliate against Revelation, these folks are not to be overlooked.

After the meal, it was just past six. He strolled along the commercial street and upon reaching the intersection, his gaze was drawn to the sign at the door of an art gallery, where he had earlier painted a portrait for Erin.

Emotion.

He was now a bit sensitive to these two characters.

Inside the gallery, people came and went. As a popular check-in spot for the web, many couples chose this gallery as a location for their dates.

Quite a few people had heard that the gallery owner was young, handsome, kind, and would randomly sketch portraits for visitors, so they came in admiration.

Wu Chang had passed by this gallery many times but had never actually gone inside. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to check it out since he was passing by.

As soon as he entered the gallery, he felt himself enter a certain state.

The interior design of the gallery, the layout of the furnishings, and the carefully designed lighting allowed one to instantly experience the so-called atmosphere of art, and the classiness of the visitors seemed to rise with the gallery’s aesthetic.

No wonder this place became a viral setting; just this alone provides enough emotional value for many ”cultured people.”

As he continued walking in, he found that the styles of paintings in the gallery were not monotonous, with some being dull and others vibrant, some gloomy and deep, while others were light and sunny.

But regardless of style or subject, each artwork could make the visitor truly feel the emotions contained within.

More importantly, this feeling was not enhanced by the use of powers.

Wu Chang couldn’t sense any extraordinary power aura from these paintings.

He looked around and didn’t detect anything unusual in the gallery. He laughed at himself, thinking he might be overly sensitive.

Just because someone recently used emotional power doesn’t mean everything with ”emotion” in its name is suspicious.

When leaving, he happened to come across the gallery owner.

The owner wore a light blue suit and was sketching a portrait for a young woman.

If Wu Chang remembered correctly, the gallery owner was named Lu Langfeng. His features and manners were impeccable, embodying the image of a standard second-generation rich life winner, unlikely to be a bad guy.

Compared to Lu Langfeng, the young woman whose portrait was being sketched appeared quite distinctive, leaving a lasting impression on him.

The woman was adorned with red and white hair, and adorned with nose, lip, tongue, and multiple ear piercings, her clavicle bore a tattoo of a butterfly with petal wings.

Beyond her striking appearance, as a model, her gaze was fixated intently on Lu Langfeng, with her lips occasionally curling into a peculiar smile.

Seeing the woman’s smile, Wu Chang instinctively felt discomfort, as if an inspiration told him something was off about this woman.

Wu Chang paused to observe the woman more carefully, confirming the source of his unease. She wasn’t a wild transcendent, yet she possessed a powerful emotion that was almost visible to Wu Chang.

He took note of the woman and sent the information to Zhao Yan, asking him to arrange for someone to investigate her in depth.

Though the Butterfly Woman was still an ordinary human, Wu Chang had a feeling that if the mastermind chose subordinates, she would make for suitable material.

As for him, he couldn’t afford to waste time on such matters.

Handling the Pillar of the Present World and dealing with the extraordinary outbreak had already expended a lot of his energy; just three more days, and it would be time for the dungeon. He needed to prepare in advance.

The first thing that needed preparing was for the Mortal Poison to have another eye implanted.

He retrieved the Eye of Leman obtained from the Silent Route Dungeon and embedded it into the niche of the Mortal Poison.

Since the Mortal Poison was tailored for Leman, the second eye fitted smoothly.

With the insertion of the Eye of Leman, a long needle emerged from the base of the Mortal Poison’s niche.

Accompanied by a burst of light, there was a change in the skill of the Mortal Poison.

”Skill Name: Mortal Poison”

”Skill Description: Energy can be accumulated by clearing the dungeon or absorbing the Erosion Core. When the energy bar is full, Mortal Poison can be activated, extracting the Power of Origin from a god through the vision of a deity. Using it continuously on the same god will cause a deepening toxicity effect.”

”Toxicity Deepening: When extracting Origin from the same god continuously, each additional extraction will draw a higher grade of origin within the god.”

”Current Accumulated Energy: 0/50”

Wu Chang took out the Erosion Core obtained from clearing the Silent Sea Region, and after the Mortal Poison absorbed the Erosion Core, the accumulated energy became 4/50.

When Anderson initially created the Mortal Poison, he thought that extracting one eyeball from Leman was already top-notch for mortals. Little did he know someone would continuously acquire both of Leman’s eyes.

The insertion of the second Eye of Leman activated the passive deepening toxicity of the Mortal Poison.

There were varying levels of divine authority, and Chaos Authority was one of the most basic abilities among the many that Leman possessed. Wu Chang was curious about what higher-level authority might be extracted.

Would the newly extracted authority grant him another special profession?

In the last days before entering the dungeon, he spent time in the training rooms of the Crimson Courtyard to further familiarize himself with his powers.

Three days passed swiftly, and it was time to enter the dungeon once again.

He arrived at the bar area of the public square, just about to inquire about recent trends or significant events, when he overheard two players at the adjoining table saying:

”Hey, have you heard? The Four Major Organizations have declared war on that mysterious newcomer.”