I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 111 110. Is this a replica of an event?

Lloyd followed the woman and walked along the sewer network extending in all directions for more than ten minutes.

He found that the deeper he went, the higher the degree of 'urbanization' here. Many of the original pools and caves had been transformed into various houses. You could even see several-story buildings, even the pavement. Regulations have also been carried out and water and electricity connections have been completed.

More and more people can be seen, wearing normal clothes and busy with the work at hand. It is not at all the dirty, dilapidated and disorderly scene on the ground.

Except for the lack of light and ventilation, this place is already a small underground city.

It's no wonder that this place was able to break away from the control of the religious group and become an isolated island in the city. With such a complex underground network and a mixed crowd, the management cost must be a terrifying figure.

After walking for a few more minutes, the woman led Lloyd to the outskirts of a super giant reservoir.

There are several gymnasiums here, as spacious as a lake, with hundreds of pillars tens of meters high standing in the middle. It looks like it can store the entire city's sewage and bear the heavy responsibility of resisting heavy rains and floods.

But it was obviously such a grand project, but at this moment it turned into a sea of ​​feasting and joy. Lloyd looked in through a gate at the bottom and could see flashing neon lights, hear noisy and harsh music, and a lot of unknown people. It's a ghost thing, twisting its limbs crazily to the music.

He couldn't help but think about it. If he could climb to the top of the reservoir and look down, he would see a pool of blood stained scarlet by the light, with countless tentacle-like things twitching and twisting inside.

It completely corresponds to the scene he saw in the pocket watch at that time, so this should be the right place.

Lloyd handed the five bills to the guide who was leading the way.

The woman stuffed the banknotes into her chest and asked again:

"How's it going? Isn't it very hot? Very enthusiastic? Do you want me to introduce you to some more young and beautiful girls? They are not women like me, but young ladies from outside like you."

"No need."

"Then... I wish you good luck, generous master."

The woman smiled, took a few steps back, and disappeared around the corner of the pipe.

Lloyd first took the little milk cat out and told it to hide outside the door until he came out.

"Meow meow~"

The little cat meowed twice, looked at Lloyd with a worried look, and tugged at his uniform with its small paws twice, as if to remind him to be more careful.

Then he darted into the shadows of the dark place, out of sight.

Lloyd then straightened the mask on his face, then pulled out a pair of white gloves used for executing monsters and put them on, and walked towards the gate.

As soon as he got close, two fierce-looking strong men suddenly emerged from behind the door, holding homemade maces filled with nails, blocking his way.

"stop!"

One person said, reaching out to search him, while the other person unceremoniously stretched his hand towards the baby-faced mask on Lloyd's face.

Lloyd was not polite to them either. He spoke a few words about Zuan's artistic skills and activated [Offensive Speech].

The two strong men immediately stood there, their eyes widened, and streaks of blood quickly appeared in the whites of their eyes, making them look even more ferocious.

Lloyd crossed the two of them, holding the dagger at his waist in one hand and a few matches in the other, and walked into this magnificent reservoir.

A thick smell of alcohol hit his face along with a noisy melody that couldn't be called music at all, making his inspiration tremble slightly.

Under the colorful lights, all kinds of people were twisting and turning in response to the noise. It was not dancing at all, just like they were going crazy.

Judging from their clothes, some are ordinary working-class people, some are fashionable people, and there are also some glamorous and respectable social elites. We can even see a few priests and priests...

In the darkness at the corner, you can still see a few naked figures holding a French salon.

Broken wine bottles and disgusting vomit were everywhere on the ground, exuding a sour stench.

But the people here don't mind at all. Everyone's face is filled with that kind of happiness, joy, and intoxication, as if they are sinking into an eternal paradise and only need to dance carefree to survive.

Lloyd walked around the reservoir for a while, pushing away several women who were yearning for him, and searching for clues about the book.

But in such a chaotic environment, nothing can be found with just the naked eye.

Lloyd could only expand his inspiration more boldly and activate his spiritual vision at the same time.

The vision in front of him was only black and white for an instant, and it became much quieter, which made his increasingly irritable mood calm down a bit.

At the same time, inspiration also touched something different in the air.

Lloyd quickly followed his inspirational discovery, crossed the entire reservoir, and came to the edge at the other end.

There were many people lying here and there, as if they were drunk or exhausted, motionless except for breathing and heartbeat.

Under them, there were several sewer pipes, and the strangeness that Inspiration noticed came from them.

Lloyd then bent down, pulled the person above him away, then cut through the fence and got in.

It's not dirty inside, and it's not too short. A cat can walk through it with its waist up, but it's very dark, without any light, and there's only a darkness in front of it that seems to be able to swallow everything.

Lloyd thought carefully for two seconds and chose to turn off his spiritual vision. He even closed his eyes directly and walked through it relying only on the guidance of inspiration.

As long as I close my eyes, it doesn't matter how dark it is.

The pipelines here are equally complex, as tangled as a ball of yarn. Without the guidance of inspiration, you may be completely lost after taking a few steps.But after a few minutes, Lloyd found himself with no way out.

A thick layer of soil in front is completely blocked, and the strong metal pipes on the left and right sides are hammered up with a hand like they are knocked on an anvil.

And the final direction of inspiration is on the right hand side.

Lloyd directly drew out the dagger and injected a large amount of spiritual power into it, causing the entire psychic blade to tremble slightly and make a 'buzzing' sword sound.

Then a sword was inserted directly into the iron wall on the right.

With a burst of sparks and noise from cutting metal, he cut a round hole into the wall of the pipe.

Lloyd jumped out, fell more than one meter, and stepped on an iron plate with his feet.

Inspiration also reminded him at the same time that the source of the strangeness was already very close.

Only then did Lloyd open his eyes and found that this place looked like a purification pool for simple treatment of sewage.

There is only a channel composed of grid-like iron plates under the feet, which runs across the middle of the entire pool. There are dark pits on both sides, and it seems that the abyss cannot be seen today.

If I remember correctly, the richest man in Gotham City had his spine broken in a scene like this?

In the middle of the passage at the foot, there was a museum-style exhibition stand with a glass box on top, in which lay quietly the book that Lloyd was looking for.

Under the dim light of the surroundings, the book exudes a little dark light, giving it a somewhat high-end feel.

So easy?It takes no effort at all.

Lloyd smiled slightly under his mask, stood up straight, adjusted his clothes to make himself look more presentable, and then walked towards the booth.

But as he got closer to the book, the expectation and possessiveness in his heart became calmer, and the pace became slower.

He was sure that this was the book he wanted to get, not a bait or a fake.

But the closer he got, the more instinctive danger he felt.

But there was no sign of inspiration around him. Instead, he was cheering and seemed to be even more impatient than him.

Lloyd glanced at the panel that had been on all the time to confirm that his thinking was not disturbed, and then took the last few steps to the booth.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the fragile glass cover, open it, and get the book.

But Lloyd was not in a hurry, but looked around carefully.

Under the dim lighting, he saw the classic three-piece set of incense, candles, and mirrors in the shadow of the booth.

"really……"

Lloyd muttered something in a low voice, took two steps back, and activated the [Distortion Realm].

As the power of [Distortion] covered the surrounding space, his inspiration instantly returned to normal, and he began to feel a slight sting.

And the seemingly harmless booth also saw a series of changes in his eyes.

It is no longer the style of a museum, but is made up of a pile of pale bones, with a few skulls hanging on the edge, and the black eye sockets are staring at Lloyd in front of him.

The glass cover still looks like that, but it is soaked in a layer of green viscous liquid, and you can smell a pungent smell like strong acid.

It must be highly poisonous. If you reach out rashly, I'm afraid...

And on the left and right sides of the bone exhibition stand, you can still see some familiar things.

Broken rag dolls, tangled into a mess of scorch marks, and a toy dagger lying on the ground.

Is this a replica of a past event?
Lloyd smiled, lit a match with ease, and threw it onto the messy scorch marks.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound in the air, and the scorch marks on the iron plate immediately changed slightly and began to slowly squirm.

Lloyd took off his gloves, bent down, and touched it.

The lines suddenly turned into black worms, wrapping around his fingers and worming their way into his body.

As a result, it hit Lloyd's spiritual power and dissipated in an instant.

[Ding~Insanity value +500, skill fragment +1]

It’s this familiar process again, and it’s this familiar reward…

Let Lloyd recall his first experience as an enthusiastic citizen to eliminate harm to the people.

It's just that things are different now. If he deals with this again, he won't fall into inexplicable hallucinations, and he can easily eliminate the three hidden rituals.

Then, he heard a voice coming from behind:
"do not move!"

Then there was the soft click of a rifle being cocked.

(End of this chapter)