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"But you've also recently invoked the Prophet's permissions." Su Yang hit the nail on the head when she questioned, "If Team Cen is so disgusted with everything about the Prophet, then why did you invoke the permissions he left behind?"

Cen Buming's lips pursed into a straight line as he said nothing, his face so dark it could have dripped.

Su Yang softened her tone, "We'll postpone the issue of dealing with the last layer of heresy."

"I absolutely do not agree with indiscriminate destruction, it defeats the purpose for which the Heretic Treatment Bureau was established - we are not looking for hostility towards heretics, but a more reasonable attitude and approach, whether it's internment, captivity, or study of weaknesses, as members of the Heretic Treatment Bureau, the moment we set foot in this place - We, as members of the Heresy Bureau, the moment we set foot in this place--"

Su Yang looked up, "The line between us and the heretics is blurred."

"What is done with the heretics is what is being done with us."

Cen Buming kept moving inward, and gradually the light brightened around him, and the heretical numbers on the valves of the doors on either side were plainly visible--0056, 0055......

These heretics seem to have been incarcerated at a very early age, but after all this time incarcerated, they still haven't sought out a reasonable way to house them.

Cen Buming's footsteps stopped when he came to the number of heretic 0009, and he raised his eyes to the cold iron door, and did not move for a long time.

"I don't care about the other heretics." Cen Buming The tone was cold, "But the destruction of Heresy 0009 should be on the agenda."

"Heresy 0009?" Su Yang frowned, "But that's a heresy in the top secret files set by the [Prophet] that must never be easily moved or destroyed, so why did Team Cen suddenly mention destroying this heresy?"

Cen Buming looked down at Su Yang with that clear yellow right eye, his tone indifferent: "Because it's going out of control."

In the dark tunnel, only a thin halo of light fell on Cen Buming s shoulder badge, glowing with cold light, he stood still in front of the door, as if he wanted to merge with the surrounding surge of heretics leaning over, after a while, Cen Buming reached out his hand and pushed open the door of the heresy 0009.

The door held a table with only one thing on it, and that was a gun.

Cen Buming walks over, pushes the gun away, looks at the Heresy 0009 file pressed under the ring, drops his eyes, reaches down and flips it open-

-- [Heresy No. 0009]

[Heretic Name: Cen Buming, Generation Hunter]

[...... The original generation of hunters, in 0317 the world line spirit completely downgraded, appeared the first riot, revoked the hunter's position, outlawed the prophet's authority, turned to the second detachment of the captain of the third detachment of the captain of the second generation of hunters Tang Er fight... ...]

[...... to the current world line for the time being there is no intention to hurt people, there is a tendency to recover, stay in the job under observation ......]

0317 World Line, Cen Buming shoots and kills six people suspected of selling rose perfume in Bai Liu's [Truth or Dare] game - and the gun in this room is that gun.

Five of them did traffic, but one was just involved and hadn't gotten around to it yet.

Lu Yizhan outlawed Cen Buming's position as a hunter and imprisoned Cen Buming of that worldline according to the regulations until the last moment of that world.

Cen Buming died in the room where he was being held.

Lu Yizhan originally thought that when the next world line came, Cen Buming could forget everything and start all over again, and he would never tell Cen Buming to get involved in the game between him and Bai Liu, and that Cen Buming could simply exist as the original captain of the Heresy Handling Bureau's second team.

Catching the heretics he wants to catch, training the crew he wants to train, drawing his gun to protect the people he wants to protect in a precarious world, and not going to extremes because he knows too much.

But what Lu Yizhan didn't realize was that Cen Buming had long since become a heretic in the midst of more than three hundred lines of reincarnation as a hunter.

His memories couldn't be cleared, his soul jumped between world lines named [Cen Buming 】 carrier, like a monster that couldn't stop killing with hatred, and could only remember forever, those who had caused harm - this was the price of being a hunter, and this was the pain that had to be delivered after participating in the game.

--The Evil God smiled and said that he would always remember.

He's a [hunter] who's been abandoned by the [prophet].

Cen Buming still remembers the look in Lu Yizhan's eyes when she realized he still had memories - shock, incredulity, sadness.

Lu Yizhan then took him in as a heretic for the record, and even kept his position as captain of the second team, just monitoring him.

"Lu Yizhan." Cen Buming said calmly, clutching his chest as he watched Lu Yizhan work on his file next to him, "You don't want to use me as a person since you think I did wrong in the last world."

"You might as well kill me."

"A wrong done is a wrong done, and you don't have to show me mercy."

Lu Yizhan The pen that was writing gave a start, he lowered his head and continued to write, his voice flat: "...... You've already died once, and you've paid for your sins."

"The last world line is the business of the last world line, and this world line is the business of this world line, and if we settle scores across time and space, then everyone will have to pay back a different price for something they didn't do."

"What's the difference?" Cen Buming asked back unfazed, "It's all the same soul, the same me."

"One more time like that and I'd still make the same choice."

"But this world line of you." Lu Yizhan finally looked up, a clear determination in his eyes, "It's not done yet is it?"

Cen Buming and Lu Yizhan locked eyes for a moment and he slowly averted his gaze, "...... Lu Yizhan, don't you get it ......"

"No matter what world line, the people who do the wrong thing don't change."

"I will one day do the same thing as that world line."

The pen on Lu Yizhan's hand was still for a long, long time before he dropped a stroke, his voice soft and inaudible, "...... Wait until you actually do it."

"I will kill you myself."

--like when Fang Dian, killed the rebel second team leader.

Cen Buming closes the file on Heretic 0009 as he turns to leave the room, and before he finally does, he glances back at the end of the cloister, at the Heretic numbered [0001].

--The heresy called [Future].

The various heresies on this level have no way of being taken in by ordinary methods, and apart from the danger and uncertainty, it is because the heresies on this entire level are more or less related to people - some are human incarnations of heresies, such as 0009, and some are heresies that take on a human as a vehicle, such as [Eyeball Tun Food].

Destroying this level of heresy is destroying the person himself, so Su Yang wasn't wrong about that.

But the only heresy that Cen Buming doesn't know what to do with is [the future].

It is said that those who have peered into [the future] have gone crazy, and the only one who hasn't is Bai Liu.

Cen Buming hadn't peeked into the [Future] because he had guessed how his [Future] would be like long ago, and that Lu Yizhan guy hadn't peeked into the future either, the man rarely even made prophecies, and was always reluctant to use a skill like [Prophet] when he clearly possessed it.

Cen Buming asked Lu Yizhan why he did not want to.

Lu Yizhan always giggles and scratches his head, "Because he doesn't want to know."

"I'm afraid [the future] is going to look different than what I thought it was going to look like."

"Team Cen." A team member's voice reminded from the surveillance ring, "Time's up, come on up."

Cen Buming's eyes stopped for a split second and turned, his back toward the darkness, his voice smooth, "Uh-huh."

"Give me a half day off tomorrow, I've got something going on and I'm not going out in the field."

The team replied, "Okay, Team Sham."

In-game, Wandering Circus Guild, meeting room.

"The date of the tournament is tomorrow, and there are four teams that have advanced to the semi-finals, besides us, there are the Deer Hunters, the Killer Sequence, and the Gambler's Guild." Wang Shun sighed, "The ones who have the right to draw are Killer Sequence and Deer Hunter, and we were drawn by Deer Hunter."

Mu Sicheng looked a little spine-tinglingly at the system panel Wang Shun had tapped out, "Is their team, like, that what, psychotic, clown?"

"Daniel the Clown, the Deer Hunter's ace main attacker this year." Wang Shun's voice trembled uncontrollably as he spoke the name, "Skill ...... Soul Shattering Gun."

"cd fifteen minutes a round, after a round of shooting can shoot a green bullet, the bullet hit immediately soul shattering, free from death gold medal is invalid ...... It is said that also died in this gun under the player, but also can not be resurrected, the whole person will be in the game directly dissipate, and even logged out of the game can not do. "

"It's the most dangerous and discussed skill of the year, and because of it, Joker's popularity has skyrocketed since midseason, and he's currently ranked ninth."

"And their Battle Team's President and Tactician [Unknown Executioner] is in third place, just behind Against the Gods and Spades, and is the second team to have two teams in the top ten in popularity this year excluding the Slayer Sequence."

Wang Shun took a deep breath as he reached out and tapped the system panel, his tone and expression grave:

"The Executioner's skill is [Death Ring], we've introduced it before, this [Death Ring] can generate many kinds of punishment props, one of the most terrifying of which is a well."

The panel popped up an image of a dark well in which countless monsters seemed to be swarming, reaching out with sticky blood-stained hands, trying to claw upwards to bring down those above them, the edges of the well's mouth glowing with an unnatural silvery-blue sheen.

"The name of this well is called the [Sinner's Well], it can trap people who are deemed guilty by the executioner inside, and it is absolutely impossible for players trapped inside to come out on their own, and most of the players who were trapped inside and didn't make it out also died in reality."

Wang Shun took a deep breath, "-even when there is a get-out-of-jail-free card present."

"The cd of this skill is thirty minutes, but again, this skill lasts the same thirty minutes after it is activated."

"I believe you guys already understood when you heard the skill description." Wang Shun exhaled slowly, "Whether it's Executioner or Joker, their skills have been speculated to be Rule Skills."

"--Simply put, it's [God-given skills]."

"The only good news for us is that both the Joker and the Executioner can only target one person at a time with their skill activations, the [Sinner's Well] can only swallow one player at a time, and the bullets can only shoot one team member at a time."

Wang Shun forced a smile.

There was silence in the arena, no one answered, Tang Er hit his face without a trace of emotion, a murderous aura spreading around him as he spoke very slowly, "By all means, kill the Joker at the very beginning."

"Never let his bullets touch."