Chapter 52: Extraordinary Curse
“The spread of knowledge about pollution will strengthen it, and the breaking of [the cognitive barrier] will greatly strengthen it.”
"Once the extraordinary's [cognitive barrier] is broken, it will be even more terrifying. Not only will the pollution be intensified, but it will also easily cause a pollution outbreak."
"And the banshees present at the time were all extraordinary beings. They only had a very superficial understanding of pollution before. I was equivalent to breaking all of their [cognitive barriers] in an instant."
"Normally, an explosion of this magnitude would cause all of them to be contaminated and swallowed up on the spot, turning them into the monster that Monica turned into."
"Fortunately, their magic is called flesh and blood magic, right? It successfully isolated the pollution and prevented it from invading us."
"But Monica was already polluted. The flesh and blood magic was just a barrier. The pollution in her body exploded a thousand times at that moment and directly broke through the flesh and blood magic."
"Then the pollution caused by breaking the [cognitive barrier] exploded and had nowhere to go. In the end, it gathered on Monica, making her stronger and stronger."
Nora sighed.
"You know, if it weren't for the special ability of the [Buried], which could forcibly 'bury' her at the cost of her own death, your banshees alone would not be able to deal with her."
"The amount of pollution gathered by then has reached a terrifying level. No matter how many times you kill her, she will be resurrected by the pollution and become stronger and stronger. Eventually, she will engulf the entire Stukart and become the second eye of the storm in the Ocean of Storms - an eye of the storm made of pollution."
Hughes's eye twitched.
"If you hadn't said anything about the pollution, would it have stopped happening?"
"Yes." Nora sighed, "I'm sorry, that's why I planned to bury her. After all, this is also the trouble I caused, but I didn't expect it."
I didn't expect that I could remove the pollution, Hughes thought.
There was silence between the two.
"Don't you want to ask why I can purify pollution?" Hughes asked hesitantly.
“If you don’t even understand pollution, how can you possibly know the cause?”
“.”
Zeus could actually guess that this matter must be related to the strange golden throne. Strictly speaking, his soul was not in this body, and those symbiotic contracts probably did not point to this body, but to the real body sitting on the throne somewhere unknown.
He remembered clearly that the pollution fled madly after touching him, as if he was the real pollution.
"Don't worry, the church won't do anything to you." Nora glanced at Hughes.
"Even if I can...purify the pollution?"
"Yes." Nora's eyes dimmed. "As long as you don't bring pollution, the church doesn't care about you."
“The church is not interested in solving problems, the church only wants to eliminate them.”
"Why?" Xius blurted out. He really didn't understand.
“[Pollution] cannot be studied, [the supernatural] cannot be understood, and all those who try to solve the problem become a new problem—a bigger problem.”
"Only those cultists who have lost their minds would dare to seek the truth."
Nora shook her head: "I won't tell you more, and you'd better not try to understand. The [Cognitive Barrier] is your last line of defense."
Zeus closed his mouth. He really wanted to say that he was not afraid of these problems. His soul was protected by the ancient palace and the golden throne. These cognitive pollutions would not threaten him.
It seems difficult to get information in this regard from her.
The two of them changed the subject tacitly.
“A lot of things that break the [cognitive barrier], wouldn’t it be extremely dangerous if they spread?”
"Yes, the church has a complete set of operating procedures for accessing forbidden knowledge, which is to prevent the instantaneous breaking of the [cognitive barrier] from causing massive contamination."
"I can't tell you the specifics either. This is forbidden knowledge, and I don't know much."
Zeus nodded with a complicated expression. The weirdness of this world was beyond his imagination. Perhaps he should change his attitude towards the extraordinary.
"I have one last question." Xius calmed himself down.
"You know, I've come into contact with quite a few nobles. Why do they know almost nothing about supernatural powers?"
With the resources controlled by the nobles, they should not be completely unaware of the existence of Chaofan. Be it his biological father, Duke Cohen, or the Empire, it seems that they are not in the same world as Chaofan. He searched his memory but could not find any intersection at all.
Nora heard his words and slowly raised her head.
"Perhaps the word [supernatural power] gave you a false impression. How about changing it to [supernatural curse]?"
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"Power is only incidental, pain and madness are eternal."
"The more power you use, the deeper the curse."
"The nobles cannot come into contact with the extraordinary. This is a reflection of their wealth and power. This is also my advice to you."
"Stay away from the extraordinary. The [cognitive barrier] is not an obstacle for you to spy on the world. It never has been."
"Some are opportunistic nobles who are almost unable to fill the choir of skulls that wail day and night."
"Power, wisdom, immortality, talent, whatever you want, the extraordinary can give it to you, but everyone who reaches out will regret it."
"Unfortunately, I can't return it."
"Remain ignorant, that is the last mercy in this world."
Nora left by boat.
That day, Hughes sat in the armchair for a long time.
Everything Nora said gave him a huge shock, and he suddenly realized that the world was completely different from what he had imagined.
He seemed to be sailing on a calm sea with a gentle sun and gentle breeze. He thought it was just an ordinary ocean until he sank his head under the water and looked into the eyes of an indescribable giant.
In a trance, Hughes felt a sense of panic. Was everything he did really right? He had always believed that the flood of industrialization would sweep the entire world, and he would use output and equivalents to set new rules for the world.
Is it really possible that his tanks will collide with the cavalry of this world, and his enemies will use their shields to meet his shells?
The strange otherworldly world, the pollution that would infect people just by hearing its name, could these really be solved with gunpowder and bayonets? Hughes sat in silence in his armchair, his thoughts wandering aimlessly.
The symbiotic contract, the pool of life, the pollution on the seabed, the banshee. Zeus suddenly realized that most of the things he had done since his arrival were relying on supernatural powers. Not a single thing could be accomplished entirely by relying on so-called science.
Perhaps the so-called science and industrialization are just tools for him to satisfy his fantasy. In the end, isn't he still doing things the way this world does? Sorry, this chapter was supposed to be posted this morning. I just saw it. I wrote the scheduled posting time as February 5th. As compensation, I will post one more chapter today at 10 o'clock (this chapter is finished)