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In a three-story teaching building of a medical college on the outskirts of the North Borough, which was almost abandoned.
In the dilapidated corridor, the cold light shone diagonally, making the environment inside silent and scarred, eerie and chilling.
Leyton was wearing a white lab coat, a surgical cap, and a large mask, curiously examining every detail of his surroundings.
Viscount Glaint quickened his steps, stopped beside Leyton, and whispered,
"Why does it feel so eerie here? Could there be ghosts or something?"
Leyton glanced at Viscount Glaint, whose face was so pale that no other color could be seen. Even though he had become a Beyonder, this noble young master was still afraid of these rumored things.
He stated in a calm tone:
"This is a gathering place for Beyonders. Even if there are ghosts or evil spirits, they will only become Beyonder characteristics for everyone's transactions."
Viscount Glaint's expression relaxed a bit, and then he quickened his pace. He didn't want to stay in this eerie and terrifying corridor for too long.
Walking to the entrance of the gathering place, Leyton glanced at Fors, who had quickly walked to the door and stood there, but did not choose to push the door open, realizing that these two timid people were a bit cowardly.
Taking a step forward past the two, Leyton reached out and pushed open the door.
A creaking sound echoed through the silent building, and a pungent smell of disinfectant wafted from inside.
The first thing that came into view was a pool in the center of the room, filled with transparent, yellowish liquid, with figures floating one after another—all of them corpses!
Some were relatively complete, some were already incomplete, and many had their skin peeled off, appearing like jerky, brownish-red.
"Ah!"
Viscount Glaint, standing behind him, let out a scream. This Viscount had never seen a scene filled with corpses like this before.
Eyes from all around cast over, all staring at Viscount Glaint, which made the noble even more distraught.
Leyton turned and raised his hand to pat his shoulder, simulating the Purification power of the Sun domain, gently patting it into Viscount Glaint's body, alleviating his collapsing emotions.
A warmth spread from his shoulder throughout his body. Viscount Glaint swayed for a moment, then took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to vomit, and waved his hand slightly, indicating that he was fine.
The few of them quickly found a place to sit far away from the pool containing the corpses in the center.
A figure also dressed in a white lab coat stepped forward, used a hooked wooden pole to pull a corpse to the side, and dragged the corpse onto the concrete floor.
He then pulled out a scalpel, cut open the corpse's abdomen, and a somewhat cold and hoarse voice came from inside:
"The gathering begins!"
Leyton quietly watched the corpse, a faint purple light flashing in his eyes.
As his vision gradually stretched, Leyton saw the flesh and blood within the corpse.
Perhaps Leyton's gaze was too obvious, as the mass of flesh and blood Creep Room grew a pair of eyes, looking back at Leyton's gaze.
The gathering continued until everyone in the room left in sequence.
Leyton asked Viscount Glaint and Audrey to leave first, while he needed to stay there for a while longer.
It wasn't until everyone else in the room had left that Leyton got up from his seat. At this moment, the figure in the white lab coat who had presided over the gathering walked over.
He said in a low, hoarse voice:
"Hello! Please come with me. Mr. A is waiting for you!"
Leyton nodded slightly and followed behind the other person in another direction.
Walking to a dimly lit basement, the white lab coat leading the way stepped aside and bowed, saying:
"Envoy of God, Mr. A is waiting for you inside!"
Leyton was surprised for a moment, not expecting that he also had the title of Envoy of God within the Aurora Order.
He nodded slightly, expressionless, then pushed the door open and walked into the basement ahead.
The light in the basement was very dim, with only the faint glow of candles on the surrounding altar. A figure dressed in a white robe knelt in front of the altar, seemingly praying.
After Leyton entered, the other person got up from the ground, turned around, and bowed to Leyton:
"Envoy of God, we finally meet."
"I am the head of the Aurora Order's Backlund diocese. You can call me Mr. A."
Leyton carefully observed Mr. A. He had a handsome appearance, unnaturally pale skin, and an expression that was both extremely devout and slightly insane.
Leyton bowed to the other party to greet him, then asked with some curiosity:
"Is there anything you need from me? How are the preparations for the descent ritual coming along?"
After a moment of hesitation, Leyton simply omitted the title of True Creator from his words. He couldn't bring himself to call Him 'Lord' like these members of the Aurora Order.
Directly calling Him the True Creator, however, would conflict with his current identity as an Envoy of God.
Mr. A said with both devoutness and madness in his expression:
"Our cooperation with the Loen Kingdom's official authorities and the Demoness Sect is progressing very smoothly. In a short while, the great Creator will be able to descend upon this land!"
After saying these words, Mr. A bent slightly, tore open the clothing on his chest, and forcibly reached his hand into his abdomen, pulling out a section of a rib stained with dark red blood.
Then, the torn flesh on Mr. A's body quickly wriggled and healed, returning to normal in an instant.
This scene made Leyton's eyebrows twitch. Although he knew that Beyonders of the Hanged Man Pathway were very skilled in flesh and blood magic, witnessing this scene firsthand was still somewhat uncomfortable.
Mr. A handed the section of rib stained with dark red blood to Leyton and explained:
"This is an item that the Creator asked me to give to you. It incorporates a Beyonder characteristic of a Black Knight, and it can be considered a special Grade 1 Sealed Artifact."
Under Leyton's questioning gaze, Mr. A provided a more detailed explanation:
"It's special because it has the Creator's blessing on it!"
"It can use the Beyonder abilities of Cull of the Spiritual Flesh, Shadow of Deprivation, and Dominating Shadow, and it can also temporarily allow the user to transform into a Dark Knight, possessing extremely high defense and survival capabilities."
"Its negative effect is that as the usage time accumulates, it will continuously stack Fallen, defilement, and mutation domain pollution on the user, and it also requires a certain amount of flesh and blood to nourish it daily."
Leyton nodded slightly, reached out and took the rib, examining it carefully for a moment.
The dark red bloodstains on this rib still carried a bloody smell, like fresh bloodstains, but the color looked as if they had been there for a long time. There was no bone marrow in the middle of the rib, only a substantial, wriggling shadow.
It was still daytime, and it wasn't appropriate to walk around outside with a rib. So Leyton put the rib away into the pocket of his coat, which was covered by the white lab coat.
Thinking that his messenger was not suitable for contacting people from the Aurora Order, he looked at Mr. A and said:
"Remember to notify me of any progress or changes in the plan. You should know how to find me, right?"
Mr. A's pale face revealed a somewhat sickly smile and he said:
"I will, Envoy of God."
"Soon, we will be able to look up at the Creator's glory, and the people of this City will all receive my Creator's salvation!"
Leyton looked at Mr. A, who was envisioning the future, and did not respond. Only after the other party finished his words of praise did he bid farewell and leave.
Leyton turned and stepped directly into the Spirit World.
After wandering in the Spirit World for a while, Leyton's figure appeared in the carriage where Audrey and others were riding.
The quickest to react, Xio, was initially alert, but relaxed after seeing who the newcomer was.
Leyton looked back through the wooden panel of the carriage and said in a calm voice:
"You're being followed."
"Followed? By people from the gathering just now? What should we do?" Audrey immediately interjected.
Leyton leaned against the wooden panel of the carriage, his voice lazy and uninflected, saying:
"Don't worry about it."
"Don't worry about it? Why?" Xio looked at Leyton in confusion.
"Snap!" Leyton lightly snapped his fingers.
Fors and Audrey looked around in confusion. They had just detected a faint spiritual fluctuation.
Leyton saw the actions of Fors and Miss Audrey and explained:
"I created some illusions for them. If they're not too smart, they'll probably take one or two hours to get out."
"What if they're smart enough?" Fors asked, continuing the conversation.
Xio, sitting beside her, answered the question:
"Then they will obediently leave on their own and pretend that nothing happened today."
"Why—" Fors quickly understood, and her words, which she wanted to press further, gradually faded into silence.
The carriage arrived at Empress Borough, and the few of them successively bid farewell, returning to their respective residences in ways they considered safe.
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