CHAPTER 1068: 1066: RELEASE

The conference ended.

After obtaining permission from the Lord, Jin sought out Reagan alone. Unfortunately, Reagan was discussing blueprint interpretations with the Principal outside the conference room.

"Reagan, do you have any way to reach William’s area? Or rather, the depths of malice where Mr. Yi and the others are situated?"

Reagan scratched the fat on his face, easily noticing Jin’s transformation, but deemed it still insufficient.

"Without an introduction from malice, it’s certain death to reach such depths.

Even now, you and I would be swiftly killed. Relying on William for an introduction would only increase his risk of exposure, only dragging things down.

Since William has already settled everything, we shouldn’t trouble him. Let’s wait quietly in the sick focus for their arrival.

The Duke clarified in the meeting that William has surpassed Him, and even plague masters present, including your family’s Lord, might not compare.

Since the gap has widened, we should calmly accept it.

What we must do is support William in the current situation, helping him achieve the stage construction surpassing the sick focus’s past creations, and ensure he isn’t disturbed by external factors during the performance.

This group capable of easily exterminating gods and resetting planes of disaster is far from simple.

Even William will likely miss some details or fail to predict some unforeseen events;

let’s do our best to fill these gaps for him."

In truth, Jin’s obsession with returning to reunite with Yi Chen and William had significantly diminished during the conference,

be it from the Duke revealing William’s current identity as a disaster or the mysterious entity delivering the blueprint after the vote, making Jin feel the [gap].

Now Reagan’s words completely relieved her,

Next, she would fully assist in related work as the High Table Knight representing [War] under the Lord’s command.

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[City of Evil]

Lighthouse Mental Hospital (coordinates unknown)

The deepest cell,

All the brickwork had been burned to ashes,

Various wires representing original malice intertwined through the wall cracks and flooring,

Roaches moved in swarms, some wires even extended from inside them, forming conjoined roaches connected together.

However, regardless of which floor of the mental hospital, the same nurse wearing glasses was on duty.

She checked her watch, seemingly it was time, grabbed her flashlight, and began checking rooms.

Wherever the light shone, all roaches scattered, because there was currently only one patient on this floor, the nurse headed straight to the depths.

There were increasingly more roaches along the way, but as long as the sound of her high heels was heard, and the flashlight was felt, they’d disperse on their own.

Was it an illusion?

The nurse vaguely felt the roaches spreading to the sides seemed to outline a smile, as if the patient detained in the depths was welcoming her arrival. 𝔯àNồ𝖇Ɛ§

Not only this,

As various sounds from the roaches intertwined, occasional bouts of incoherent laughter could be heard.

Yet to the nurse, this seemed normal.

After all, patients kept in these depths and cells would be very troublesome. Those incapable of external influence wouldn’t qualify for confinement here.

Finally arriving at the depths,

Using a keyring to open the rusty, charred cell door, inside was the patient made into a human stump, fully restrained in a metal chair, all facial features sewn shut with wire.

After days living with hungry roaches, his body, once a human stump, had been gnawed down to just bare white bones, even some ribs had been eaten clean.

As the nurse shone her flashlight, all the wires on him faded away.

After being enclosed for three days and nights, the youth finally spoke again.

"Ah! It felt suffocating, thank you, Miss Nurse~ Seems the review is over! At last, I can leave this place, luckily my face was pierced with wire, otherwise these critters would’ve eaten my brain clean."

"A moment, your ’regeneration’ was taken by the hospital, it now needs to be re-injected."

The nurse produced a syringe filled with light yellow liquid, even some sediment inside.

Upon seeing it, William looked excited, even shook his vertebrae, "About to get the shot! Come on!"

The nurse stepped forward without changing expression, directly injecting it into his coccyx, the liquid entering the spinal cord, restoring the regeneration concept extracted by the mental hospital.

A wondrous scene unfolded before the nurse’s eyes,

Despite witnessing various regeneration processes, seeing countless patients, the nurse showed rare surprise, adjusting her nurse hat slightly.

Unlike other released mental patients who couldn’t wait to regenerate, William chose to welcome ’discharge’ ceremonially.

A deep, oppressive choir emanated in the ward,

Popping tiny tumor figures crawled out from between the first cervical vertebrae, these figures were adorned in golden gowns with open heads, holding up meat jars filled with tumors.

Chanting verses from their mouths,

Spreading tumor meat grains over every bone, in sowing fashion, under poetic stimulation, they quickly took root and grew.

The pilgrimage crew canvassed every region, completing the total sowing.

Regeneration this way was flawless, even more perfect than before William’s normal state, each blood vessel precisely outlined, covered with an aura of pilgrimage.

The Complete Shaper’s physical manifestation emerged before the nurse lady, momentarily stunning her.

Even as the last skin layer was fully covered, her gaze lingered on William.

"Don’t stare openly like that~ It does make me a bit shy... Though! Personally, I wouldn’t mind staying another day, if you’re interested in my body, we could explore deeper at the nurse station.

Personally, I do possess some understanding of your profession."

Fully nude, William smiled, preparing to throw an arm around the nurse lady’s shoulder.

Bzz~ the image disrupted,

The mental hospital and nurse vanished, with William now standing before an old mansion’s fireplace, his arm casually draped over a white-robed man’s shoulder. .

Feeling the original malice and extreme threat emanating from the robe’s surface, William hurriedly withdrew his hand and covered his mouth, even letting out an ’ah!’.

"Boss!"

"William, looking in good condition... Previously, patients who emerged from that cell would generally suffer severe aftereffects, you seem accustomed."

"Hehe, otherwise, how could I earn recognition to become a disaster?"

"Until the Great Annihilation commences, your activity area is confined to my high-rise. You may read books or engage in what you please, but absolutely forbid contact with the outside, especially other disasters, else you’ll face permanent confinement."

"Got it, Boss! By the way, when do we head out?"

"The final week."

"Great! I can’t wait to witness your final transcendence scene during the lunar fusion."