"Current known information: Nearly a hundred years ago, this world briefly collapsed due to the invasion of another world. The Shinto collapsed. The original gods and Buddhas were eroded by evil spirits, fell, and mutated into the fallen angels that are now suppressed by Hades."

"The followers of the Fallen Angels were guided by evil spirits, and the beings they worshiped were able to regain the throne of God, and founded an underground organization called the Shinto Sect, in an attempt to overthrow the world rebuilt by the underworld and rebuild the heaven."

Torch's understanding of this world is limited, but he still tried his best to help Yan Jing as much as possible in terms of important information.

Shintoists are like a group of lost and paranoid fanatics.

They were extremely convinced of the existence of their own beliefs, but were at a loss as to what to do because of the latter's sudden "disappearance". Finally, under the guidance of evil spirits from another space, they believed that Hades had seized the throne of God and in turn suppressed their beliefs.

This led to the establishment of the Shinto community.

'The fallen angel is the immortal in this world. So what Xiang Liu swallowed last night was actually the remnant soul of the immortal.'

While Yan Jing had some understanding of the Shinto people, he once again turned his attention to Mr. Zhou in front of him.

He wanted to know how the latter planned to restore the impurities that had been incorporated into the incense.

In fact, neither Bai Ruosu nor Mr. Zhou paid much attention to Yan Jing, and their conversation continued.

"Remember what I just said, the mutation of the Faithful Incense comes from the human flesh and blood mixed into it."

Mr. Zhou stood back next to the pile of powder on the stage, stretched out his hand to twist some, and then said,

"Each stick of devotional incense is specially made through multiple processes. Its properties cannot be changed by just adding contaminated flesh and blood, let alone transformed into an abnormal devotional incense that can be absorbed by fallen angels."

"Is there something wrong with this flesh and blood?"

"Yes, I believe that these flesh and blood, without exception, come from the fanatical believers of the Fallen Angel. They use themselves as a guide and combine with the power of evil spirits to forcibly break the restriction that the incense of devotion can only be used by the gods of the underworld."

So far, this is just Mr. Zhou's speculation. After a short silence, he continued,

"Because of this, as long as we can restore these flesh and blood and trace the obsession of the remaining souls in them, we can know the fallen angels they believe in and confirm whether they are related to the Shinto people."

To put it more bluntly, it is to peel off the obsession contained in the flesh and blood mixed in the devotional incense, and then analyze it more deeply.

"Can these flesh and blood powders do it?"

Looking at the small pile of dark red powder on the table, Bai Ruosu asked.

"It's difficult to do it under normal circumstances. The equipment in the research room has not advanced to that level, but don't forget, this is Wangxiang Terrace. If we can't do it, it doesn't mean that the higher-ups can't do it. Just follow me."

Mr. Zhou seems to be very confident in tracing the remnant souls. The "higher ones" he refers to are obviously the middle level of Wangxiang Tower.

While talking, he directly took some powder and led the two of them to the lifting platform inside the research room.

Bai Ruosu glanced at Yan Jing and followed him up. The latter was a little happy to see the middle structure of Wangxiang Terrace.

You must know that Wangxiangtai itself is a forbidden area.

Anyone who breaks in without official permission will immediately be attacked by the army stationed here, the Three Laws Department and even Hades.

The factory may just be a place to make devotional incense, but don’t forget that the most important raw material for making devotional incense is the power of faith.

Above the factory is where the entire Fengdu city’s faith energy converges.

This kind of opportunity is rare but rare.

Standing on the lifting platform, the three of them gradually ascended along with the sound of mechanical operation.

Yan Jing stood in the corner, looking around.

The first few floors are still within the factory area. Through the grid fence around the lift platform, Yan Jing can clearly see the production process of Qianxin Incense.

No different than expected.

If you want to produce enough devotional incense to supply the whole city, the technology used in the factory must be an extremely efficient assembly line. Large machines responsible for each part of the process can be seen everywhere. The number of workers is very small. All they have to do is to check for leaks and fill in the gaps.

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However, Yan Jing also knew that what was presented to him at this time was not the core process of making Qianxin Incense.

What human craftsmanship can produce is, after all, just the "surface" of the incense of devotion. The energy of faith contained in it is the real "inside", and this will definitely require the cooperation of Hades to complete.

It is this special skill that Torch pursues.

As the height increased, Yan Jing quickly realized through his own perception that they were leaving the area where the factory was located, and the psychic reaction in the environment began to increase until the elevator suddenly stopped.

There is an invisible barrier above, preventing the elevator from continuing upward.

Mr. Zhou took out a badge from his arms and put it on his chest, then pointed to the token on Bai Ruosu's waist and said,

"The next thing we are going to enter is where the real Wangxiang Tower is. At that time, there will be Yin soldiers and Yin generals coming to verify their identity. All we need to do is show our waist badge. It is easier to use than any customs clearance voucher."

When Bai Ruosu nodded to express his understanding, Mr. Zhou immediately pulled the lever next to him.

Long~Long~

After a few muffled sounds, the elevator continued to climb, and the surrounding situation also changed a lot.

The previous machinery factory has completely disappeared.

The elevator entered an empty floor, which was obviously the mezzanine between the middle and bottom of Wangxiang Terrace.

Although it looks like a large wall from the outside, there are actually many windows around this empty floor, and you can clearly see the street view of the central area of ​​Fengdu City outside.

It was noon at this time, when the sun was at its strongest, but the sunlight that should have been warm showed an ethereal gray-blue color after being thrown into the sky.

Even if it was just a brief glimpse, Yan Jing still realized that they were heading to a very special space.

After crossing the empty floor, there was a vertical square corridor in its place. The elevator continued to rise inside the corridor, and the surrounding light gradually dimmed and turned into darkness.

Mr. Zhou immediately turned on the lights around the elevator, and Yan Jing and Bai Ruosu discovered that there were a large number of paintings related to Hades carved on the surrounding corridors.

Perhaps due to the influence of environmental factors, they look rather dull overall, but the gods and ghosts of Hades appearing in the paintings are particularly charming.

"It's coming, be careful not to make threatening moves and keep your belt in your hands."

As if he had noticed some kind of sign, Mr. Zhou suddenly spoke up to remind him.

At the same time, a melodious chanting sound rang out in the corridor, and Yan Jing, who was standing behind, immediately noticed energy fluctuations in part of the corridor painting above.

Not long after, several old oil-paper umbrellas appeared on the top of the elevator, and then a tall ghost wearing a robe of brown, yellow, and navy blue appeared out of thin air.

Their faces are also covered with gauze scarves, and they wear large broken bamboo hats on their heads. They walk down from high places at a unique pace. They are clearly stepping on empty space, but there is an obvious knocking sound.

Gray mist filled the air with their appearance, and occasionally there were swings of iron chains and the sound of collisions. Needless to say, these must be the ghosts of the underworld holding souls captive.

Bai Ruosu held the token in his hand, and Mr. Zhou took the initiative to come forward. As the director of the research laboratory, his identity was also recognized by the underworld and he could deal with these seemingly weird ghost missions.

According to the normal process, Gui Zai would briefly wander around the elevator to confirm whether the badge, emblem and holder were correct. However, this time Gui Zai's team only stopped for two seconds after descending and then returned.

There was even an obvious bowing gesture before leaving.

"As expected, he is a gold medal envoy. Even if he is a ghost from the underworld, he still has to give him a bit of flack in person."

Mr. Zhou subconsciously thought that Bai Ruosu's token had played a role, and couldn't help but sigh.

Little did he know that the latter was secretly looking back at Yan Jing at this moment, and he became more and more certain that he was definitely a messenger sent by Hades, and his status was definitely not low, otherwise how could Guizhao be allowed to behave like this?

No matter what, the ghost mission was successfully passed, and the elevator finally reached its destination.

It's just that the end area is a bit exaggeratedly dark.

Even if there are several small lights installed around the elevator, the three of them can only see the scene within a few meters nearby.

"here it is"

Bai Ruosu never expected that the middle level of Wangxiang Terrace would be like this, so she asked hesitantly.

Before she could finish her words, Mr. Zhou took the first step, took out the packet of flesh and blood powder from his arms, placed it in his palm, and blew a deep breath into the darkness.

Dark red powder drifts in the wind.

The aura of the Fallen Angel immediately filled the air.

The next second.

There were two loud roars in the darkness.

Bull roar!

Horse neighs!

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