Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead-Chapter 529 - 261: Malice (Part 2)

Unlike the conservative and outdated Four Major Organizations that cannot detach from ordinary human society, the Bright Society stands for evolution, representing the future.

The players of the Abyss Third Layer have completely abandoned the real world. In their elevated world, they look down upon the ants of reality.

The Abyss Second Layer is also on the brink of a revolution, and only those who have joined the Bright Society could understand its immense power.

In the face of the power-centric Bright Society, whether the Four Major Organizations or any Evil God believers, they are nothing but insignificant. To join the Bright Society is to have a future of light awaiting them.

Thinking of this, You Feipeng became excited, he yanked the big rat from the ground, plunged his hand into the rat’s abdominal wound, savoring the slippery feel of its insides, and in a pathological tone said:

"I have seen a bright future, and this light is all thanks to you. Thank you, truly, thank you, I must share with you my excitement and joy at this moment!"

The regional head of Revelation only felt like his insides were being cut by ten thousand blades, the excruciating pain nearly boiling his brain, but he couldn’t wail, nor dare show his pain, only manage a congratulatory smile as You Feipeng wished.

If he didn’t comply with You Feipeng, he would only undergo more cruel torture, which those deceased Revelation comrades had exhibited before his eyes many times.

Suddenly, he remembered Yu Na the Bishop once told him, not to yearn for the Abyss Second Layer, for it is not a safe paradise.

If one cannot maintain their true self, entering the Abyss Second Layer would only corrode and twist their soul, turning them into monsters that only retain a human form.

As it turns out, Bishop Yu Na was right; this member of the Management Bureau is more ruthless and unscrupulous than the Peaceful Sect believers.

He’s beyond saving, but even in death, he wants to drag this demon down with him, absolutely cannot let Bishop Yu Na fall into his hands.

Bishop Yu Na had said there are monsters in Wanghai City, never attempt to reclaim the Underground Divine Kingdom.

If that’s the case, he’ll lead the demon to meet those monsters, regardless of the outcome, the demon won’t have the energy to focus on Bishop Yu Na.

Receiving the congratulations from the regional head of Revelation, You Feipeng was very satisfied, he appreciated the other’s compliance, pulling out his bloodied hand and pouring a Blood Bottle for the other, ensuring he wouldn’t die, then led him towards Wanghai First High School.

Such a wonderful Earthly Divine Kingdom, wasted by Desolate Realm trash, it should be left to him instead.

On the other side of Wanghai City, underground at the Wanghai City Bureau branch, Wu Chang just stepped out of the elevator, entering a pitch-black isolated island.

The Erosion Dungeon only covered the underground of the Management Bureau, but the actual space within the dungeon is vast, vast enough to contain a complete island and an endless sea.

They are compressed in a small space, and if the dungeon strategy fails, and it further erodes reality, then the sea and large isolated island would appear in downtown Wanghai City.

The disaster they would bring, Wu Chang dare not imagine.

He clenched his fists, eyes squinting.

The reason he was eager to head underground, into the Erosion Space, apart from hastening the dungeon strategy, was also to see if he might catch the Painter inside the dungeon.

Not out of some grand city protection duty, purely for personal enjoyment.

Lately, wild Transcendents have been rampant in Wanghai City, constantly causing chaos. If before it was still uncertain who’s behind it, the moment the Erosion Dungeon appeared below the Management Bureau, the answer became very clear.

The Painter.

If the mastermind is the Painter, it means he has been hiding in Wanghai City, observing everything all along.

Wu Chang wasn’t sure how much the Painter had seen, whether he saw the Earthly Divine Kingdom, or whether he saw his identity.

Towards that, he was very displeased, is there no privacy anymore?

Besides, he had quite a few things to say about the Painter’s actions.

What he despises most in life is those self-righteous people who for their own interests believe they have the status or ability to control others’ fates.

Wu Chang would have a lot to say about these people, all calculated in his mind.

If he ever caught the Painter, he’d make sure that kid paid the price.

Whether or not he can take him down, what a joke, Joy was something he managed, how could he not handle one Painter?

If having enough power grants certain privileges, then Wu here should also have some privileges now.

For instance, hitting whoever he finds displeasing.

He shook his head, putting aside the desire to punch the Painter, focusing back on the dungeon in front of him.

He crossed his arms, rubbing them.

His first reaction to this place was the cold.

Though surrounded by darkness, his Power of Root enhanced senses could see everything clearly around him.

All around him was an ice and snow world, thick snow reaching his knees, and the steam from his breath turned into tiny ice crystals the moment it left his mouth. Conservatively, the temperature was at least -40 to -50 degrees Celsius.

It was late May in the real world, and Wu Chang was wearing short sleeves now. Standing in the icy world in short sleeves, if he wasn’t circulating Energy to drive away the cold, he might have frozen stiff just landing here.

A cold wind carrying bits of snow blew through, making him shiver.

Even more eager to punch the Painter.

Besides the cold environment, the atmosphere on the island also made people very uncomfortable.

It felt like something lurked in the darkness, filled with malice, enticing him to look.