Chapter 945: 943: Taking Back
As William left the deepest part of the asylum’s ’Eden Garden,’ the master here put on an apron again and went to the sink to wash the dishes, despite the fact that a single thought could clean them, he insisted on experiencing the process personally.
Different dishes were placed in different storage compartments, neatly and orderly, dried and sterilized, constantly keeping all the utensils at a warm 30.
Taking off the apron, hanging it on the rack on the side of the cabinet.
Using a disposable hand towel to wipe away excess water between his palms, he readjusted his suit in front of the mirror,
Ding dong! To his surprise, the doorbell rang.
The timing was perfect, the goods he ’ordered’ in the afternoon were delivered right to his doorstep, with the delivery person considerately placing them in the footwear area.
Unpacking the package, there was a specially made shroud inside.
Bringing the item to the study.
Click!
By altering the arrangement of the books, he opened a hidden door behind the bookshelf.This is a private room William had never been to and was not allowed to visit, an absolutely secret and important "Treasure Room."
Using the highest quality Heavenly Wood to construct the storage cabinets and enclosed with unique glass, all the ’items’ stored within, whether living or dead, would not undergo any changes over time.
Sometimes it’s an eyeball as dazzling as a gem,
or a strong and perfect spine,
or a woman’s hand as icy as jade,
These all came from special visitors or gods once killed by Hannibal, parts of whose body structures surpassed Hannibal’s definition of "ingredients" and possessed absolute beauty in form, being collected as treasures.
Of course, these treasures wouldn’t be preserved forever,
Whenever his emotions fluctuated, he would come here to pick a treasure as an ingredient to indulge himself.
This time, he did not take the treasures from before but instead took out the newly collected item from the storage box placed just hours ago.
"An arm belonging to a deceased person, with a perfect outline"
Despite the absence of life, the muscle fibers between the arm showed no signs of decay, even perfectly arranged, firm, and strong in proportion, absolutely perfect.
Clearly coming from a young man who appeared to be in his twenties,
but as Hannibal licked with his tongue along the end of the arm to the back of the hand, he could taste a history that deeply touched him, a painful and mournful yet determined journey.
The owner of the arm had absolutely perfect human genes and had been honing his body in extreme environments from a young age,
maintaining an absolute nutritional balance every day, ’watering’ the body with high-quality ingredients and perfect nutritional supplements.
If not for the label of death, the quality of this arm might have been even higher, possibly even becoming a permanent collection.
Using the shroud to hold this arm, he proceeded to the kitchen.
Swish! Drawing out the sharpest knife from the novel, he was just about to cut the arm when,
Glug glug~ the arm unexpectedly oozed thick black liquid, gradually melting under the cover of the black liquid and eventually disappearing.
If not for having laid the shroud in advance, the entire kitchen would have been in dire trouble.
"Interesting."
Hannibal donned disposable gloves, carefully tossing the blackened shroud into the trash can, then approached his schedule to advance a series of plans, seemingly preparing to leave here earlier.
...
[Three Hours Earlier]
That was after Yi Chen completed an indirect contact with the ’unknown’ and was transported to the highest-level isolation chamber by security hired from Hell, utilizing a sealed coffin.
Yi Chen reached the depths and achieved a "First Level Contact,"
Yet the contact time exceeded the designated five-second limit, and even a ’conceptual conflict’ with the contained object was detected.
Standing on the outside of the sphere, Yi Chen had his entire right arm severed directly, a critical situation.
Jesus, descending in an incarnate form, surrounded by several six-winged angels on the perimeter of the isolation chamber, observed the internal situation.
Even the real Jesus had no hope for Yi Chen’s condition.
Individuals who had been tasted even a sliver of flesh could not survive, let alone an entire arm severed by that disaster.
However, the situation inside the isolation chamber was somewhat peculiar,
The coffin enclosing Yi Chen had been entirely eroded, with an unspeakable Sea of Death Fog filling it, even the great demon who just pushed the coffin was affected, rendering both hands useless.
Jesus instructed the angels to hang cross after cross around the isolation chamber to barely stabilize the internal condition, preventing such death from spreading.
Through the dense fog, one could faintly see, Yi Chen, in an unconscious state, pulling out the "Original Sin Forbidden Item" and hanging himself in the isolation chamber, intending to salvage the missing concept by delving into death.
But the process was not smooth, the entire severed arm showed no signs of self-healing.
Standing in the observation area, Jesus softly commented, "This isn’t a simple conceptual loss, but rather ’collected’ or even ’appreciated.’
It’s not the erasure of a concept, but the occupation of a concept.
The former can achieve regeneration through concept reconstruction; reconstruction has no restrictions, as long as the individual reaches a sufficient level, it can be achieved.
Whereas the latter is very troublesome, the same concept will only ever exist as one in the world.
As long as the original concept hasn’t disappeared, it’s impossible to reconstruct the same concept. The only way to let the arm regenerate is to reclaim the ’concept.’
Unless the Hanging King himself is here, otherwise, it’s impossible to achieve.
That guy won’t easily let you take back what he got, the only way is to completely abandon the arm to form a whole in the current state.
Of course, losing the arm will severely affect the individual’s strength, a real pity."
At this moment, Reagan, the Great Emperor, and others who received the news also arrived one after another.
Among them, only the Great Emperor had reached the "First Level Contact," while the others either didn’t pass the review or realized the absolute danger and didn’t choose to go too deep.
Considering Faye’s safety, Reagan, having just sat in the elevator without even closing the door, left directly, abandoning the contact.
"Mr. Yi!"
Reagan immediately noticed Yi Chen’s dire condition, at least in his view there was no way to restore the arm.
However, the Great Emperor had a different idea; he didn’t want his arch-enemy to just lose such an important arm.
"Lene, is there a way?"
"I don’t know... It requires contact to be sure."
The Great Emperor directly made a request to Jesus’ incarnate to proceed to the isolation chamber, the other looked between the two, and glanced at Lene’s half-sheep form, resembling the major demons in Hell.
"You can go, but Yi Chen’s body is tainted with malignant wounds, you may very well be affected too."
"Open the door."
The door opened with a hiss, an indescribable death fog oozed outward.
As death neared and the illusion of the sea was about to form,
A bright red barrier forcibly suppressed it back, as Pulaid the Great Emperor walked ahead to clear the way for Lene, providing absolute blood protection, as if numerous blood-armored knights wielded large shields to protect the two.
Soon they reached the hanging figure,
Lene gazed at this hanging reaper figure, not only not afraid, but her eyes filled with tears... because the scene looked so much like, looked so much like the benefactor who saved her from beneath the village long ago.
With unique emotions, she completely saw the figure before her as William.
The life-and-death barrier that should have been repelling between the two was unexpectedly broken,
Lene placed her hand, seemingly encased in black silk, gently on the severed arm’s end, letting the black fibers on her fingertips scrape the surface of the wound, feeling the specific texture.
In the process, Lene’s belly gradually swelled, and if not for the Great Emperor guarding beside her, providing a continuous blood supply, she might have fainted several times.
Snap! The amniotic fluid broke open,
A brand new arm emerged,
Such a scene not only left the angels and Reagan at the perimeter, but even Jesus with the Supreme Godhead was shocked beyond words.
After a moment, a comment finally came forth:
"[Genesis]... Could it be that the Golden Lung Venerable foresaw this and went to all extremes to establish a connection with the Sick Focus?
No, it must be just a coincidence, the change in the isolation chamber is beyond what we can imagine."