Deep in the Living
Chapter 299 - 287: Peripheral Monk

Chapter 299: Chapter 287: Peripheral Monk

The metallic nerves around the Pope’s neck no longer floated but interwove and constructed each other until they finally formed a true head.

Bald, humanoid.

With a rather apparent metallic nerve structure protruding on the surface of the skin.

There was no panic on the Pope’s face. He simply lifted his hands high, signaling that the crisis was averted, indicating to the Monks within the Great Cathedral that there was no need to be on guard.

His pupils, covered by nerves, looked at Luo Di as he spoke for the first time during the baptism:

"This is my first encounter with a world daring to invade True Hell.

The system of your world is very special, even unique.

In the cluster of worlds invaded by True Hell, no similar existence can be found; the system must relate directly to the most primal emotion—Fear.

It’s like a primitive beast. I was merely connecting to the past, then followed the radiating scent over here."

"Your Holiness, I had no idea that this would happen."

Cold sweat streamed down Luo Di’s temples; he too had nearly panicked, completely unforeseen that the Corner could spread following him to this place.

And Luo Di could smell that distinct monster scent, as if a monster would burrow into the Great Cathedral if even a second slower.

It makes sense,

Since Hell can use him as an anchor to affect the Human World.

Why could the Corner not inverse the process and radiate unto Hell?

However, the Pope’s words were very calm, without any intention of reproach:

"This has nothing to do with you; it all stemmed from my curiosity.

The system of different worlds inherently exhibit mutual interference.

When I first examined your body, I discovered that the multitude of systems within you were highly unified under the integration of this pituitary. Out of curiosity, I wanted to delve deeper, not expecting such a result.

Luckily, the people from Chaos Nest City did not witness this scene; once their desire for war is stirred, your world will be in trouble.

However, the baptism aimed at you has not been passed.

Your pituitary hides unknown risks; according to the Monastery’s rules, you cannot practice asceticism here.

But, considering your special status, as well as the [Path] you have selected, I will grant you the status of an external Monk.

Simply put, you can enjoy some preferential treatment of Monks, but you are forbidden from entering the Great Monastery.

Your clothing will later be sent to the tailor for special processing.

As for yourself, you only need to wait outside the Monastery gate."

"Yes."

The Pope stretched out his hand and dropped numerous metallic nerves, stripping Luo Di of his clothes to be sent for special processing to the Great Monastery’s tailor district.

Then, as with the previous baptism ceremony.

A fingertip cut Luo Di’s scalp, engraving a symbol unique to the Order on the surface of his skull, signifying the bestowed status of a Monk.

This was precisely the main reason Chaos Nest City arranged for Luo Di to come to the Order first; this symbol on the surface of the skull would hold significant meaning for his onward journey.

Crackling~

Luo Di could clearly hear the engraving sounds emanating from the top of his skull and had a rough idea of the specific structure of the symbol.

The symbol was quite complex, linked in a certain way to the Magic Cube.

As the emblem’s engraving was completed.

Hum!

A strong ringing noise erupted next to his ear, Luo Di’s Punishment Room Left Arm and Metallic Spine began to resonate. A marvelous connection linked the metal inside him to the Great Monastery.

This connection would always exist,

The moment Luo Di is killed, the Great Monastery will know immediately.

The core members of the Order will go to the destination to subject the Sinners who killed the Monk to the ultimate humiliation.

The ritual concluded,

The voice of the Pope came directly through the resonance of the skull.

"How do you like the taste of my chains?"

"Your Holiness, I assure you it wasn’t intentional..."

"Keep it, consider it a personal gift from me. If you can absorb it, it may enhance the spiritual activity of your spine, allowing your body to react faster.

The path laid out for you by the Overlord is one that no demon has ever walked; such a gift is considered a personal support from the Great Monastery. Hook’s vision is never wrong, and I look forward to you finding the door that belongs solely to you."

"Thank you, Pope."

"Experience suffering, remember suffering, taste suffering."

The Pope waved his hand again, and the nerves from the dome descended once more, wrapping around Luo Di’s body, blocking all sight.

By the time these nerves wrapped around his entire body were removed, he was no longer inside the Great Cathedral but standing outside the walls of the Great Monastery.

...

Inside the Great Cathedral,

The Great Nun, referred to as a teacher by Agatha, stood up to discuss with the Pope:

"Your Holiness, the threat that just infiltrated from the Corner was particularly intense.

If the world behind this guy is extremely skilled at Disguise, perhaps even more so than those who partake in the Evil Play, and they plan to use this youngster to infiltrate our world, what then?

I think it is necessary to take measures, at the very least to inform the Spine about what has happened here, so that if something goes wrong with this kid, we can deal with it immediately."

The Pope, however, was unconcerned, spreading his arms and speaking loudly:

"What does it matter? As invaders, why not experience the feeling of being invaded?

The Overlord must have noticed the anomaly behind this Angel Envoy; since he has decided to lead this person’s growth, why should we be so petty?"

"It’s my fault..."

"Of course, a little intervention is also acceptable. His journey in search of the path will be interesting indeed; let a suitable Monk accompany him, maybe they’ll both gain something."

...

Outside the Great Monastery.

Ga ga ga!

The tailoring of the garments took some time,

While waiting for the alterations, Luo Di’s Crow Colt was led out by a Monk in charge of the pastorship.

This Monk was also female, not as robust as Agatha, but akin to a normal human.

Her metallic expression was ’chains’, so her hair was all like chain links, falling onto her shoulders, and she also dragged a chain tail behind her.

A chain growing from the palm of her hand was currently attached to the Jaw Splitter Mask on the Crow Colt’s head.

As soon as the Crow Colt saw Luo Di waiting outside the door, it happily opened its mouth,

and the crows inside its mouth all cawed loudly, brimming with excitement.

It seemed that the Crow Colt had come to see Luo Di as its true master after the journey and combating the Evil Play of recent days.

"Monk Luo Di, this is the first time I’ve seen such a mount! Who would have thought that the Crow Colt living on Hell’s Dark Side could also be implanted with a metallic structure and yet be this obedient.

Could you please share with me some of your taming experience? It would be of great help to my work."

"Well, it’s not exactly taming, but rather one of my abilities."

"Same difference. Can you tell me about it?"

With nothing else to do, Luo Di chatted with the Monk named Leisha, also learning a lot about Hell Beasts from her.

Though Hell Monks typically travel on foot, if long-distance movement is needed, mounts are still required, so the Great Monastery also has a pastorship.

Just like the Spine.

The Hell Beasts delivered to the Great Monastery also need to undergo Hell Item modification, and only a few Hell Beasts capable of enduring the Suffering can be used as mounts for Monks, resulting in relatively exaggerated post-modification appearances.

As the two were deep in conversation,

A sound of iron hoofs and heavy breathing came from the external walkway.

Looking up,

A Hell black pig, its body skinned and re-armored with thick armor, was exhaling hot air from its nostrils and approaching the exit of the Great Monastery with heavy steps.

A heavily armored rider was on the back of the black pig.

It was Agatha.

In her hands, she held the Monk’s tailoring that had been completed, her pupils curiously fixated on the two chatting individuals.