Chapter 572: Playoffs

"But you've also recently invoked the Prophet's access." Su Yang questioned to the point, "If Team Cen hates everything about the Prophet so much, then why did you invoke the access he left behind?"

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

Su Yang softened her tone: "We'll talk about the last layer of heresy later."

"I absolutely disagree with indiscriminate destruction, it goes against the very reason the Heresy Bureau was established - we are not looking for hostility towards heretics, but a more reasonable attitude and approach, to take them in, to hold them, to work out their weaknesses, we as Heresy Bureau members, the moment we step into the moment we set foot in this place-"

Su Yang raised her eyes, "The line between us and the heretics is blurred."

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

Cen Buming keeps moving in, gradually the light around him brightens, the heretical numbers on the door valves on either side are clearly visible - 0056, 0055 ......

These heretics had been imprisoned at a very early stage, but after all this time they had still not sought a reasonable way of being housed.

When he reached the number 0009, Cen Buming's steps stopped and he looked up at the cold metal door for a long time.

"I don't care about the other heretics." Cen Buming's tone was cool, "but the destruction of Heretic 0009, should be on the agenda."

"Heresy 0009?" Su Yang frowned, "But that's a top secret file that [The Prophet] has set down as a heresy that must not be moved or destroyed easily, so why did Team Cen suddenly mention destroying this heresy?"

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

In the darkness of the tunnel, only the faintest halo of light falls on Cen Buming's shoulder patch, glowing coldly as he stands in front of the door, as if to merge with the heretics swarming around him.

A table was placed in the door and there was only one thing on the table and that was a gun.

Cen Buming walks over, pushes the gun away, looks at the heretic 0009 file pressed under the ring, drops his eyes, reaches over and turns it over -

--[Heresy No. 0009]

[Heresy Name: Generation Hunter Cen Buming].

[...... original generation of hunters, in 0317 the world line spirit completely downgraded, there was the first riot, revoked the hunter position, outlawed the prophet authority, transferred to the second detachment leader, handed it over to the third detachment leader, namely the second generation of hunters Tang Erda ... ...]

[...... so far the world line has no intention to hurt anyone, has a tendency to recover, stay on duty under observation ......]

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

Five of them did sell, but one was only involved and had not yet had the time to sell.

Lu Yizhan outlawed Cen Buming as a hunter and held Cen Buming of that world line under regulations until the end of that world.

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

Lu Yizhan thought that by the next world line, Cen Buming could forget everything and start all over again, and that he would never again involve Cen Buming in his game with Bai six, and that Cen Buming could simply exist as the original captain of the second team of the Heretic's Bureau.

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

But what Lu Yizhan didn't realise was that Cen Buming had already become a heretic in a cycle of over 300 lines as a hunter.

His memory could not be cleared, his soul jumped between world lines called [ Cen Buming ] carriers, like a monster that could not stop killing with hatred and could only remember, forever, those who had caused harm - this was the price of being a hunter, this was the pain that had to be delivered after having participated in the game.

-The Evil One smiled and said he would always remember.

He was a [hunter] who had been abandoned by the [prophets].

Cen Buming still remembers the look in Lu Yizhan's eyes when he found out he had memories - shock, disbelief, sadness.

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

" Lu Yizhan ." Cen Buming watched Lu Yizhan clutch his chest as he worked on his file next to him and said calmly, "Since you think I did wrong last world, you don't want to use me as a person."

"You might as well kill me."

"What's wrong is wrong, and you don't have to show me mercy."

Lu Yizhan's pen, which was writing, gave a lurch as he lowered his head and continued writing, his voice flat: "...... You've died once, and you've paid for your sins."

"The last world line is the business of the last world line, 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 a different price for what they haven't done."

"What's the difference?" Cen Buming asked back, unmoved, "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 yours." Lu Yizhan finally looked up, a clear determination in his eyes, "It's not done yet is it?"

Cen Buming and Lu Yizhan looked at each other for a moment and he slowly averted his eyes, "...... Lu Yizhan, don't you get it ......"

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

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

The pen in Lu Yizhan's hand was still for a long, long time before he dropped a stroke, his voice inaudible: "...... wait until you actually do."

"I will kill you with my own hands."

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

Cen Buming closed the file of heretic 0009 and he turned to leave the room, before finally leaving, he looked back at the end of the cloister, the heretic numbered [0001].

--The heresy called [Future].

The reason that none of the heresies on this level can be accommodated by ordinary methods, apart from the danger and uncertainty, is that the heresies on this whole level are more or less related to people - some are heresies in human guise, such as 0009, and some are heresies with human carriers, such as [eyetun food].

To destroy this layer of heresy is to destroy the person himself, so Su Yang is not wrong in that statement.

But the only heresy that Cen Buming doesn't know what people are associated with is [the future].

It is said that everyone who has peered into the [future] has gone mad, and the only one who hasn't is Bai Liu.

Cen Buming didn't peek into the [future] because he had already guessed what his [future] would be like, and that Lu Yizhan guy didn't peek 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 didn't want to.

Lu Yizhan always giggles and scratches his head: "Because I don't want to know."

"I was afraid that [the future] would look different than what I thought it would look like."

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

Cen Buming's eyes paused for a moment and turned, his back towards the darkness, his voice steady, "Hmm."

"Give me a half day off tomorrow, I have something to do, no field trips."

The team replied, "Yes, Team Cen ."

In-game, Wandering Circus Guild, meeting room.

"The date of the tournament is tomorrow and there are four teams advancing to the semi-finals, apart from us, there are Deer Hunter, Killer Sequence and Gamblers Guild." Wang Shun sighed, "The ones who have the right to draw are the Killer Sequence and the Deer Hunters, and we were drawn by the Deer Hunters."

Mu Sicheng looked a bit spine-chillingly at the system panel Wang Shun had clicked out, "Their team, is there that, what, psychotic, clown?"

"Daniel the Clown, the Deer Hunter's ace main attacker this year." Wang Shun's voice trembled uncontrollably as he said the name, "Skill ...... soul crushing gun."

"CD fifteen minutes a round, after a round of shooting can shoot a green bullet, the bullet hit immediately soul shattered, the death-free gold medal is invalid ...... It is said that also died under this gun players, also can not be resurrected, the whole will be in the game directly dissipated, even log out of the game can not do. "

"This is the most dangerous and discussed skill of the year, and because of it, Joker's popularity has skyrocketed since midseason and is currently at number nine."

"And their team's president and tactician [Buming's Executioner] came in third, behind Reverse God and Spades, the second team to have two teams in the top 10 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 strained.

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

An image popped up of a dark well, in which a myriad of monsters seemed to be swarming, reaching out with sticky blood-stained hands, trying to claw their way upwards and down, the edges of the well's mouth glowing an unnatural silvery blue.

"The name of this well is called the [Well of Sinners], which can trap people whom the executioner identifies as guilty inside, and it is absolutely impossible for players trapped inside to get out on their own, and most of the players who have not been able to get out of this well have died in reality."

Wang Shun took a deep breath, "- even when an exemption exists."

"This skill has a thirty-minute CD, but again, this skill lasts for the same thirty minutes after it is activated."

"I believe you understood this skill description when you heard it." Wang Shun exhaled slowly, "Both the Executioner and the Joker have skills that some have speculated are rules 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 skills unleashed, the [Well of Sinners] can only swallow one player at a time, and the bullets can only shoot one player at a time."

Wang Shun reluctantly smiles.

There was silence on the field, no one answered, Tang Erda's face was devoid of any emotion and a murderous aura spread around him as he spoke very slowly, "By all means, kill the Joker at the very beginning."

"Never let his bullets touch."