I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 86 85. Easy to do
This 'antique' store didn't look very professional. Lloyd didn't find any ritual arrangements or anyone inside.

He wanted to gather his inspiration and be ready to activate the [Distortion Realm] at any time, and then walked in slowly.

There are various carving and processing equipment inside, and raw materials such as clay stakes are piled in the corner. There is a display cabinet against the wall, which contains several old 'antiques', all of which are tattered. Bottles and cans should just be samples.

Most of them were semi-finished products thrown casually on the ground. Lloyd took a quick look. Some were pottery sculptures and some were wood carvings. They seemed to have a unified theme. They were all faces with exaggerated expressions and abstract features. They looked extremely... It has a post-modern artistic flavor.

But none of them have carved out a complete face. Either the eyes are missing, and there is only a blank and numb background; or there is no forehead or mouth, only a pair of round eyes, which looks indescribably weird. feel.

Seeing too much of this kind of thing will lower your aesthetic level...

Lloyd shook his head and looked away.

After looking around, he didn't find anything particularly eye-catching. He was hesitating whether to turn on his spiritual vision and take another look when the little milk cat above his head suddenly meowed twice.

"Meow meow!"

Then he waved his little paw at a display cabinet.

Lloyd quickly approached and took a closer look. He found that there was an unusual pulley under the display cabinet?

He quickly tried to push it open, revealing a dirty wooden door behind him.

The door was unlocked, and there was no need to lock it, because it was so rotten and dilapidated that it was exposed everywhere, and there were all kinds of khaki fingerprints on it.

"This... seems to be a small cubicle in every room, right? There is also a utility room like this in my sister's editorial office, but why is it specially blocked?"

Lloyd asked in a low voice and reached out to push the door.

The entire door seemed to be finally overwhelmed and shattered into a pile of wooden blocks, then exploded further, spraying out wisps of hair-like sawdust, trying to attach to Lloyd.

Fortunately, Lloyd moved faster, taking a step back first, and then activated the [Distortion Realm] without hesitation, and the spiritual power in his body spurted out.

The wisps of sawdust were all suspended in mid-air, and then suddenly twisted and rotated, breaking into smaller pieces of wood and falling in all directions, no longer threatening or useful.

This is the new function obtained by upgrading to LV4 in [Distorted Realm], which can distort other people's extraordinary abilities.

It doesn't need to be face to face, it can be left by others; it doesn't need any knowledge or understanding, as long as the spiritual power is stronger than others, it will be effective.

Still as domineering and unreasonable as ever...

After getting rid of the small trap on the wooden door, Lloyd walked in.

Inside is a narrow cubicle with a workbench. The ventilation and lighting are extremely poor, with only a kerosene lamp on the workbench providing illumination.

A middle-aged man in his 30s was sitting at the table, his head lowered, motionless, completely unaware of Lloyd's visit.

Lloyd came closer and did not disturb him, but just turned his head and glanced.

There were only a pair of empty blood holes left in the man's eye sockets, and two lines of bloody tears were dripping down his cheeks and left on the ground. His hands hung weakly on both sides of his body, holding two bloody eyeballs in his palms, with a few strands still remaining on them. Blood vessels and nerve bundles.

He had stopped breathing, but there was a relieved smile on his lips, revealing a few bloodshot teeth.

On the workbench, there are piles of various clays and woods, all carved into various eyes, showing various expressions, and densely piled together.

They were obviously looking in different directions, but Lloyd felt like they were all staring at him, giving him a tingling feeling.Then he took out his dagger and swiped it, helping to clean up the table.

Eyeballs of clay or wooden sculptures were suddenly scattered all over the floor, blending into the darkness of the floor, but they were still projecting lines of sight, looking at Lloyd, the rude uninvited guest, as if to imprint his figure on the retina.

"Who to scare?"

Lloyd smiled disdainfully, took another half step forward, got closer to the workbench, and then looked down at the pattern engraved on it——

A huge eyeball almost occupies the entire table. The lines and composition are not complicated. It can only be regarded as a symbolic simple drawing, but it seems to be alive, looking up at Lloyd's face.

Lloyd poured more spiritual power into the dagger and pulled it unceremoniously.

The lines on the table suddenly began to twist and tremble, and a shrill scream was even faintly heard.

After about a few seconds, the lines that had been deeply scratched miraculously disappeared, leaving only fresh scratches on the table.

The eyeballs scattered on the ground instantly became dull, and they no longer had the same sense of gaze as before.

Lloyd carefully released a little inspiration and checked the atmosphere in the air.

Safety!

"It's done."

Lloyd closed the [Distortion Realm] and walked out of the cubicle, just as he heard a series of yawns and questions coming from the next door:

"Huhu~ I had a comfortable sleep this time, hehe, I actually dreamed of her..."

"Ah? So you were dreaming just now? I thought the typewriter learned to write plans on its own..."

"Damn it! I dreamed about paying off the loan, why did I suddenly wake up?"

Lloyd passed by the door of other offices and [explored] by the way.

The attributes are very ordinary and the mental state is very healthy.

It seems that this incident did not have a big impact?
The affected person just took a nap and also had a sweet dream?

Just at this time, he heard another noise coming from the street outside, including his sister's voice:
"Mr. Pastor, Mr. Policeman, please hurry up. I'm worried that my brother is in danger."

Everol found help as promised, but it was a little slow.

No, it was only ten minutes later. Lloyd's movement must have been too fast.

Next, there was a panic in the small building. All the irrelevant personnel were evacuated by the police first and the isolation cordon was drawn. Only one priest and one priest were left in the building. Plus Lloyd, the three of them were waiting. The 'professional' responsible for this kind of incident came over and discussed the case.

Lloyd briefly explained his experiences and speculations, and the priest opposite him suddenly frowned.

"Well...it's not that I question your judgment, but judging from the scene...the situation shouldn't be as optimistic as you described, right? I just walked in straight, destroyed the ritual with a psychic blade, and the problem was solved. Already?"

　Sorry, something happened today, so Chapter 2 is a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)