Wenren Mirror, who was trapped by the strange black liquid, had his body corroded to the point where his bones were exposed. The once unparalleled elegance on his face had turned into a hideous expression.
He was supposed to die, but at this moment, Wenren Mirror felt an incredibly familiar presence. The powerful will to survive made Wenren Mirror burst forth with vitality instantly.
At this same moment, the mysterious entity from Wen Xishu’s misdeeds finally revealed his face.
The dark and filthy liquid was at last tamed by him. Dressed in a sky-blue robe that sharply contrasted with the bunker style, his figure was tall and slender. A faint blue halo surrounded him, preventing the black liquid from touching him.
In the dim light, one could only see the outline of the man’s appearance. Yet, even so, it was enough for Wen Xishu and Wenren Mirror to recognize him.
"So your brother... No, our brother is this handsome."
Although there was a face in his memory, when Wen Xishu truly saw him, he was still amazed by the presence of the other.
The black liquid, as if betraying the priest, actually began to allow "Wen Chaohua" to control it.
As Wenren Mirror shouted "Chaohua" hoarsely...
Wenren Mirror immediately felt the invasive black liquid suddenly being pulled out by a mysterious force. At the same time, Wenren Mirror felt as if he was being gently enveloped by water, and his broken body was slowly healing.
"Mirror, huh? It’s been a long time since someone called me that."
"And Little Tree, it’s really nice to see both of you at the same time. I always thought you two would complete some task together one day."
"And today, it actually happened. That’s really great."
"The only thing that isn’t perfect is that I am not myself, and Mirror is not Mirror. The sequence, the power of the Evil Land Divine Kingdom, shouldn’t be misused, Priest."
The priest was astonished that his own domain, the sequence of the Three Towers 40·Evil Land Divine Kingdom, had failed. Moreover, the other party had recognized this power at a glance.
The black liquid, which was formed from endless malevolent thoughts, began to fear this entity, so much so that it... fell out of control.
Not only did it lose control, but it was also commandeered by someone else.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
He looked so familiar, so very familiar. This handsome man gave the priest an extremely familiar feeling, yet the priest couldn’t recall where this familiarity came from.
"Me? I am Wen Chaohua. A fugitive."
Wen Chaohua, the bunker’s number one criminal, committed crimes against humanity, and also the Wen Family’s prodigy, holding high rankings in the Deceit Tower, Desire Tower, and Slaughter Tower.
But in the end, he chose the Deceit Tower.
Later, he committed atrocities that were difficult for people to understand.
"It’s really fascinating, Mirror. You and I are simulacrums formed by this sequence power, yet our memories and personalities are exactly the same as our true selves. Only our power... I have been significantly weakened."
Wen Chaohua sighed.
His gaze never landed on the priest, not even when communicating with Wenren Mirror, as he looked at someone else — Wen Xishu.
"Little Tree, you’ve had it tough."
Wen Xishu actually felt... it wasn’t that tough. What was so difficult about summoning the strongest presence beneath the gods by following your intuition?
But when he saw Wen Chaohua and heard him say "Little Tree"...
Wen Xishu was suddenly overwhelmed with intense emotions.
"Brother... I never believed them, I’ve been waiting for you all this time."
That fool deep in his heart rarely managed to say a complete sentence.
Wen Xishu suddenly didn’t know how to respond.
He was usually quite articulate, but now he was frozen on the spot.
Wen Chaohua just smiled softly:
"It turns out you’ve come across this priest. In some sense, his power is indeed perplexing for those climbing the towers."
"It’s a pretty imaginative solution, resorting to my misdeeds."
"Xishu, you truly are remarkable."
Wen Xishu’s heart pounded rapidly.
He was surprised.
Little Tree, Xishu, was this a temporary switch in address?
It didn’t seem like it. Wen Xishu remembered... it seemed that in all the memories he had of the fool and Wen Chaohua, Wen Chaohua always called the fool "Little Tree."
That "Xishu" earlier, could it imply that Wen Chaohua knew precisely who he was?
The crazy die, traversing, the Evil Land...
The Wen Family’s betrayal, what on earth was all this about?
Wen Xishu wanted to ask.
But there were still enemies present in the scene.
The priest grabbed his hair and was nearly frantic:
"So strange! Why can’t I remember who you are! You feel so familiar!"
Wenren Mirror’s body was still healing and unable to move temporarily:
"Chaohua, be careful! This priest is very formidable!"
Wen Chaohua merely smiled faintly:
"Rest assured."
From Wen Chaohua’s face, the priest sensed a kind of contempt, and he roared:
"No matter who you are! You must not interfere! You are guilty! Confess to me!"
The black liquid underfoot began to churn continuously, and the priest also started incessantly releasing the malevolent thoughts absorbed over the years: "Kill them all! Kill them all!"
"They are all my food!"
Sensing the immense power in the man called Chaohua, the priest didn’t dare to slack off. He started summoning the malevolent thoughts incessantly.
The malevolent thoughts emerged one by one from beneath the black liquid, eventually converging into one statue after another of knights.
Punishment Knights, the church’s forbidden guard.
The priest smiled and said: