Chapter 1137: A World of Despair and Oppression

The movements were perfectly synchronized, creating a mesmerizing glow, captivating the cultists completely. Influenced by the Virgo Cosmo, they had entirely forgotten about self-harm. Witnessing this scene, Gu Liang’s mouth twitched involuntarily, but finally he relaxed, relieved that he wouldn’t have to witness a bloody and cruel scene unfold before his eyes.

After the “sacrificial ceremony,” the cultists bid farewell and departed. Gu Liang redirected most of his attention and began to go through the documents at hand. Because it was uncertain how long it would take to uncover the hidden location of the secret Buddhist sect leader and core inheritance, Lin Tong had specifically given Gu Liang a set of documents. Some contained the latest intelligence on the secret Buddhist sect, while others were internal books related to the Seven Demon Gods and numerous demon kings—mandatory reading material for new recruits of the Special Operations Division.

Compared to “The World’s Chronicles,” these books were much more detailed. The former only featured the symbols of the Seven Demon Gods’ follower groups, warning people to be cautious of those resembling them, while the latter described the unique appearances of the Seven Demon Gods when their powers manifested. Upon seeing these appearances, one must immediately flee and report the situation urgently, without worrying about the survival of nearby humans, as they were certainly beyond saving.

“The Core of Chaos: All who have witnessed the unique manifestation of His power either died or went mad, none survived, including several True Deities and even His worshippers. Therefore, no one knows His manifested form…” The first description made Gu Liang shudder, giving him a subtle sense of pessimism and oppression in this world.

“The Door to All Doors, the Evil Sage, the Lord of the Labyrinth of Time and Space: According to limited intelligence, it is composed of countless glowing orbs symbolizing doors, indescribable in form. Those who come into contact with Him ultimately fall into corruption… The Dark Mother Goddess: Ancient deities who once saw Her described Her as a massive fleshy mass with randomly combined black genitalia, constantly writhing and changing, without a definite shape… The Grand Demon of Fear: Those who see Her go mad. Instructions from the True Deities suggest that She often appears as a beautiful young girl or a handsome young man, but once the human skin is shed, She transforms into a bloated monster covered in tentacles, feeding on intense emotions and hearts and brains…”

“The One to Whom All Things Return: Everyone who has interacted with Him has died! His worshippers prefer to describe Him as an indescribable mist… The Faceless Pharaoh: Dressed in magnificent robes, filled with arrogance, His face completely rotted, unrecognizable, hanging with strips of decaying flesh on white bones. He prefers to walk the world through avatars, whose forms are often a dark-skinned, tall, thin man with a cheerful smile, finding pleasure in tempting people into corruption and committing fraudulent acts, rarely engaging in slaughter… The Fallen God, once the supreme deity, fell into ruin due to the lost three hundred years of history in the Far East, becoming bloodthirsty and insane, manifesting as a naked male hanging upside-down on a blood-red cross…”

It was only at this point that Gu Liang truly encountered the supernatural and terrifying world beyond the ordinary, hungrily absorbing the knowledge. However, the more he read, the more oppressive and uncomfortable he felt.

Even the once supreme deity had fallen into a demon god. How could the True Deities resist the monsters?

Even more importantly, the Fallen God ranked at the bottom among the Seven Demon Gods. Above Him were six other indescribably terrifying beings!

Human existence seemed like a fishing boat in a storm, at risk of capsizing at any moment. Surviving until now was purely by luck… This realization made Gu Liang deeply uneasy, but he quickly recovered, comforted by the knowledge of the supreme and almighty existence—the God of Storms and Calamities!

He was omnipotent and would surely defeat the Seven Demon Gods!

Feeling slightly reassured, Gu Liang once again immersed himself in the sea of knowledge. Days passed, and finally, he received a telegram written in cipher.

After translating it using the codebook, Gu Liang understood its contents. It first inquired whether the deceased high-ranking rebel Buddhist official had been noticed by the “sheepdogs” of the New Scotland Yard. If not, he was to bring the two sacred relics—the Reverse Buddha Relic and the Buddha Relic—to No. 9 Hebei Road, Jingning District, at dawn three days later.

“Jingning District Hebei Road… isn’t that where the nobles live?” Gu Liang’s expression darkened, suddenly feeling uneasy.

Hebei Road in Jingning District was the city’s elite residential area, housing the Far East Governor, various administrative heads, the Commander of the Knights, and fleet commanders. For instance, the Police Commissioner, Deputy Commissioner, and Assistant Commissioner of the Far East Police Department frequently received different noble titles, which is why the area was nicknamed “Lord’s Road.”

The Reverse Buddhist sect had infiltrated genuine high society!

This matter was somewhat troublesome… Gu Liang was about to send the telegram to New Scotland Yard, but then he felt it was inappropriate, as no one knew whether other Reverse Buddhist followers or high-ranking members were watching. Rushing out immediately after receiving the telegram would obviously be suspicious.

He manipulated the corpse, using the secret radio inside the house to send a reply telegram indicating everything was normal and that he would definitely attend on time. Then he waited until nightfall, and when Lin Tong, disguised as a patrol officer, passed by routinely, he activated his Cosmo, closed his eyes, opened his Mind’s Eye, sensed Lin Tong, and secretly conversed with her across the apartment buildings and streets.

This was the extraordinary power after the seed of wisdom had taken root!

This was the ability of the Virgo Cosmo!

Lin Tong was clearly startled, able to communicate with Gu Liang without seeing him, which was practically divine!

However, the subsequent intelligence made her forget her surprise, and in their mental conversation, she solemnly said, “I will immediately report to Chief Zhang and secretly mobilize trustworthy members of the Special Operations Division.”

She paused and said, “Villa No. 9 belongs to the deputy commander of the Eastern Knights, so we must be extra cautious.”

At least it wasn’t the Police Commissioner or the Four Bigwigs; otherwise, things would be even more complicated… Gu Liang exhaled in relief, at least the situation of the mole wouldn’t be severe.

He tried his best to calm down, cultivating his Cosmo while waiting for Lin Tong to bring new orders.

Three days later, at 11 PM.

The apartment door creaked open, and a high-ranking Reverse Buddhist official dressed in a red-and-black oddly-shaped robe stepped out, followed by an assistant dressed similarly—none other than Gu Liang.

Chief Zhang Shouque’s orders were for him to infiltrate Villa No. 9. Once signs of the Reverse Buddhist sect were detected, he was to immediately fire a signal flare. The Special Operations Division teams hiding nearby would then see the signal and open fire without restraint, launching a full-scale assault—Villa No. 9 belonged to a viscount, and without solid evidence, the police department dared not conduct a search recklessly.

A carriage was parked downstairs—a luxurious and exquisite Western-style four-wheeler drawn by two horses. Without a word, Gu Liang and the high-ranking Reverse Buddhist corpse opened the carriage door and stepped inside.

The driver was very silent, like a corpse, saying nothing as he drove the horses.

Passing through the quiet, deserted streets at night, the carriage arrived at a large villa with an iron gate, high walls, a central fountain, and gardens on both sides.

Looking at the heavily guarded knights and sensing the bloody spiritual glow emanating from them, opposite to the purity of the Buddha, Gu Liang took a deep breath, realizing that this place was definitely related to the Reverse Buddhist sect.

However, he didn’t immediately fire the signal flare, as no one knew what scene awaited inside the villa. What if it was a ball?

The carriage passed through the gate, circled the fountain, and stopped in front of the main house. Gu Liang manipulated the high-ranking Reverse Buddhist official to get out of the carriage, following closely behind while pretending to be timid.

That face and aura were credentials enough. The high-ranking Reverse Buddhist official passed through layers of inspection and entered the main house. Inside the hall, covered with a brown-yellow carpet, stood an altar made of human bones and skin. In the center of the altar floated a red-based, black inverted swastika, seemingly materializing from a phantom into reality, drifting and sinking in the bloodlight.

Around the altar lay numerous corpses, emitting a stench of decay, blood, and foul odors, making the place resemble a mass grave or a chaotic burial ground.

Next to the corpses stood a group of divine envoys clad in bizarre red-and-black robes, their leader adorned in pale white armor splattered with vivid crimson bloodstains.

“Place the sacred relics on the altar,” the leader said in a low voice.

Gu Liang recognized him; he had seen his face in the newspaper. He was the deputy commander of the Eastern Knights, a viscount whose family had been stationed in the Far East for three generations.

Did he want to resurrect the Reverse Buddha?

The deceased official stepped forward, drawing everyone’s attention, while Gu Liang decisively fired the signal flare.

Bang!

A streak of fire shot out the window, exploding into a sky full of fireworks. Instantly, the surroundings lit up as if the sun had risen, with spiritual lights raining down. Members of the Special Operations Division launched their attack.

The deputy commander of the Eastern Knights glared at Gu Liang furiously, raising his hands to smash him into a pile of meat paste, while Gu Liang began to wish for the blessing of the Golden Cloth.

At that moment, he saw the “Eye of Wishes” on his finger emit a brilliant and pure light, forming countless glowing orbs that condensed into an indescribable entity!

What was this? Gu Liang’s heart pounded, a sense of familiarity surging up.

The countless orbs rushed forward, as if opening mouths, swallowing the floating red-based, black inverted swastika in one bite. The hall instantly rippled like water, dreamlike and shimmering. Two members of the Special Operations Division rushed in, collided with each other, yet passed through one another as if in different times and spaces.

Though they could see each other clearly, they seemed to exist in separate dimensions!

This was the Door to All Doors, the Evil Sage, the Lord of the Labyrinth of Time and Space, one of the Seven Demon Gods! The God of Storms and Calamities was merely His disguise! Gu Liang stared blankly, suddenly overwhelmed with despair.

There was no supreme existence to save humanity, only Demon Gods, only the Door to All Doors!

What lay before his eyes was like a dream.

The most desperate and oppressive dream.

Inside the evidence room at New Scotland Yard, the charred corpse suddenly sat up, shedding its dead skin.

He wasn’t dead after all! He had deceived everyone!

The clock merchant retrieved a silver metal plate, glancing around. It seemed he had drawn the attention of some indescribable entities, but they had all been attracted here, failing to prevent what happened at Villa No. 9.

Thus, he smiled slightly at the plate:

“You’ve struck me down fifteen times.”

“Well then, cooperation was pleasant.”

He was a tall, thin man with dark skin and a cheerful smile.