Deep in the Living
Chapter 294 - 282: The Tyrant King

Chapter 294: Chapter 282: The Tyrant King

[Mingwang City, Fifth Hospital, Intensive Care Building]

Today, it is necessary to transfer a batch of Pseudo-Persons with pituitary development of over half a year outside the hospital, to prevent the troubles their maturation inside the hospital might bring.

Based on these Pseudo-Persons’ behavior within the hospital, the quality of their pituitary and the type of Pseudo-Person they belong to, they might be transferred to different areas.

Such as the City Research Institute, Underground Eden, or used as practice subjects for some investigators.

However, tonight’s transfer encountered some problems.

A certain Pseudo-Person had significant pituitary development during the half-year hospitalization. He seemed to be very compatible with the environment of Fifth Hospital, and could accelerate the pituitary development through sedative drugs.

In just half a year, he had concretized a complete Fear Embodiment, specifically manifesting as an Earth-bound Spirit.

Not only could he achieve Spiritualization, but he could also integrate with the building of the Intensive Care Building.

The moment his shackles were unlocked, he cursed the escorting officers in front of him and disappeared in an instant.

The entire Fifth Hospital sounded the alarm, and several investigators assisting in the escort began a thorough search of the entire hospital.

Considering the potential danger, all medical staff were to hide in an underground safe house.

However,

Hawkins, the Dean, did not comply with the demands and went alone to the Intensive Care Building to examine the situation.

Just ten minutes later,

a scream came from a storeroom.

When the investigators arrived, they found Dean Hawkins standing at the door, and the Pseudo-Person they were searching for was convulsing uncontrollably inside the storeroom.

The Pseudo-Person had no apparent external injuries, yet had completely lost the ability to move.

When the investigators were "packing" the unconscious Pseudo-Person, they discovered tiny perforations under his armpit and between his hair, as if pierced by some kind of needle-like object, causing full-body spasms and pain beyond tolerable limits.

Dean Hawkins did not linger, he still had plenty of work to do today, and he jogged back to his office.

Just as he pushed open the door.

Ding!

The metal earring resembling an Iron Pillar on his ear lightly jangled, and he also heard a sound, both near and distant.

A voice he was extremely familiar with and eager to hear.

But when Dean Hawkins looked toward his office following the voice, there was no one there.

Thinking carefully, he knew that the eclipse event had not been long ago, Luo Di could not possibly appear here. It was estimated that he would be imprisoned deep in prison for a year, or even several years.

"Sigh..."

Just as the Dean returned to his seat and prepared to continue approving documents.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of discrepancy.

His memory was very good, even better than some young people. He remembered clearly that he had left in a hurry earlier and had not put the signing pen back in the pen holder.

Now not only had it been returned to the pen holder, but some books seemed to have been moved around as well.

"Luo Di!"

...

[Hell Border - Punishment Room]

Walking into the Punishment Room, Luo Di felt the same way he did entering the Fifth Hospital; he knew all the internal routes extremely well.

On his way to the Preaching Room, he encountered many Punishment Room workers, their body signs and faces somewhat resembling those of the medical staff at the Fifth Hospital.

They all bowed and nodded when they saw Luo Di.

And they mentioned that a Sinner in the Punishment Room torment area had escaped his restraints and was hiding. Mr. Hook was on his way to handle it, so he needed to wait for a bit.

Luo Di did not meddle in affairs,

Mr. Hook could handle things naturally without his help.

He went ahead to the Preaching Room and found an excellent limb ready for assembly on the altar, and out of boredom, started to arrange it.

Not assembling, just placing the limbs as neatly as possible.

Ding ding ding!

Soon, the hooks at the top of the Preaching Room started to shake.

Luo Di quickly put a fallen finger back into the groove at the upper right corner of the altar and stood straight, looking towards the door.

The Spine necklace hanging around Luo Di’s neck, even though fully contracted, was still slightly trembling. Perched on his shoulder, the Crow wearing a bridle-like structure had its eyes completely closed, feathers retracted.

Only Luo Di was completely relaxed, even showing a smile beforehand.

Mr. Hook has returned.

No feeling of hierarchy, more of a sense of reunion between good friends.

"Hmm?"

Mr. Hook appeared puzzled, his neck slightly twisted, seemingly baffled by Luo Di standing by the altar.

His nostrils slightly moving, hook-like nose hairs rapidly capturing the pheromones from Luo Di and analyzing the details.

"Black Spine, Crow Colt, and the Iron Pillar on you... Your Physical Casting isn’t even half a month old, logically you should be in Chaos Nest City undergoing new recruit training.

However,

those folks in the Nest City actually gave you the title of Black Spine Envoy, and it seems you’ve experienced and grown quite a bit on the way here."

"Yes."

Luo Di’s nod of confirmation only added to Mr. Hook’s confusion, even prompting some doubt.

"To represent the envoys of the Chaos Nest, each one at least above Demon Ascension, and all of them are among the best. What happened to make the high-ranking Spine make such a decision.

Luo Di, to ensure that you haven’t been thoroughly brainwashed, I need to perform a memory search on you to understand the events that occurred since your arrival in True Hell.

This is necessary since there are many lunatics among the Spine, and they have always been pretty speculative about the order."

"Alright."

Hook swiftly moved to the altar and inserted the hook formed by his right index finger into the brow center. Luo Di cooperated fully without any reluctance.

Memory check.

The previous memories are unproblematic,

Whether it’s the perfect Physical Casting,

or the efficient slaughtering at the recruitment ground, especially identifying the presence of Evil Play and precisely executing it.

Such performances even made Mr. Hook nod repeatedly, indeed catching the attention of the higher-ups in the Spine.

Just as Hook continued to read the memories, intending to see what happened subsequently.

A white candle appeared amongst the memory scenes.

The moment the candle was seen,

Clang clang~ the hooks hanging above in the Preaching Room began to tremble violently,

Hook swiftly pulled out the hook, interrupting the memory read, and even stepped back three steps.

He originally thought that Luo Di’s emissary identity was decided by some higher-up or diplomatic department, but he never expected it to involve such a character.

"Luo Di, was your emissary identity bestowed by ’that existence’? The one related to the candle?"

"Yes.

He offered me two paths of Demon Ascension,

One was to join his legion and start an endless War.

The other was to become an emissary, leave Nest City, and embark on a unique path that no demon has ever taken. And the first stop on this path is here with you.

By the way, I have something that needs to be handed over to you, Mr. Hook."

When Luo Di took out the parchment hidden within his attire,

a scent of white wax also drifted out.

Smelling this scent, Mr. Hook’s pupils dilated, and the core hooks inserted in his back floated like tails.

He approached very cautiously with heightened concentration.

His right index finger slowly touched the surface of the parchment.

A distant voice emerged from the scroll:

"Hook... long time no see."

Whir!

A direct communication was established.

As an intermediary, Luo Di could not discern the specific content of the communication and could only observe as Hook’s pupils slowly dilated, engaged in a deep mental communication.

During the communication,

hooks continuously descended from the top of the Preaching Room, piercing into the back of Hook’s head, maintaining calmness while constantly supplying torturous energy.

About five minutes passed, and the communication formally ended.

"Huh... I see.

Luo Di, keep this object safe; I’ve already settled things with that guy."

"Alright."

Luo Di folded the parchment and tucked it back into his attire.

Following closely, Hook’s hand landed on Luo Di’s shoulder, gently pinching:

"You’ve just arrived at the Spine and already received such attention, and to be granted such a special arrangement... Well, the arrangement does make sense.

That guy really is extraordinary, no wonder the Spine could grow so strong.

You will be heading to the Great Monastery for a while next, blend in there, at least make yourself look like a Monk.

Your upcoming journey requires you to assume the identity of a Monk, otherwise, it will be troublesome."

"Alright~ Mr. Hook, who exactly is the one who granted me the emissary identity? I’ve only communicated verbally with him, only glimpsed his foot, not knowing who he really is.

Is he the leader of the Spine legion?"

"Not just the leader of the legion, but also the leader of the entire Spine, the ruler of Chaos Nest City.

He personally killed the previous ruler to rise to power, his position unshaken for a century.

He represents supreme rule, the center of chaos... Bellator Imperator."

For some reason,

though Hook merely uttered this name,

the entire Preaching Room shook as if a grand army was about to descend.

Hearing this name, Luo Di couldn’t help but recall their first meeting in the White Candle Room, the glimpses of the foot, a soul-level pressure almost made him kneel.

This strength far exceeded Luo Di’s imagination.

Yet, he did not feel fear, but a desire emerged in his eyes.

So powerful,

he too wanted to pursue...