"Duality? What do you mean? "Lu Sheng could vaguely sense that Twain was special, but he did not know what was special about him.
Hearing the old woman's words, he instantly felt as if the fog had been lifted.
"The most powerful thing about a person in the Second Duality is that they are immortal in this world." Angela smiled strangely.
"In this world, in this environment, in this distorted world filled with pain, the death of a Second Stage person will be resurrected at the location where he entered his senses. As long as it's here, they are immortal. "
"Immortal?" Lu Sheng was stunned.
"That's right … There are records of Twofold People in the Church's books. There aren't many of them, and when they first appeared, they caused quite a stir. There were people who tried to study Twofold People, but nothing came of it," Angela explained.
Lu Sheng did not speak, but looked closely at Twain, who was in a daze. He did not comment. This old woman was very mysterious. Who knew if she was telling the truth?
"Continue. I'm going to rest." He reached out and grabbed the finger sheath.
Leaving the World of Pain was a very easy thing to do. All he had to do was take off the glove and stop the spikes from continuously hurting him and transmitting pain.
With a clang, Lu Sheng threw the finger sheath in his hand onto the table.
The World of Pain blurred for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Then he carefully looked at his palms, which were covered with the finger sheath.
Under his five fingernails, there were clear stab wounds.
"No blood?" Lu Sheng could vaguely see faint traces of medicinal powder at the edges of the wounds.
"There should be some special powder in the finger sheath." He picked up the finger sheath again and looked at it. He found that while it looked simple on the surface, there were quite a number of small mechanisms inside.
Twain was unconscious at the side, not moving at all. Only the rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.
The old woman, Angela, was squatting in a corner, secretly eating something again.
"I can't even defeat a normal soldier in the World of Pain. Looks like I'll have to train harder." Lu Sheng put down the finger sheath and walked to the corner to start a new round of training.
Angela was not lying. The medicine was really effective.
Tang En woke up after sleeping for more than half an hour. When he woke up, other than hugging his palms and crying out in pain, his mind was unexpectedly clear and normal.
The two finger gloves had officially become the two's special tools to enter and exit the World of Pain.
In the basement, they ate when they were hungry or thirsty, and slept when they were tired.
Both Lu Sheng and Twain started to show great curiosity towards the World of Pain after getting used to the pain.
Apart from cultivating, Lu Sheng spent all his time in the World of Pain.
Tang En did not dare to be so reckless. He could not stand the pain of having his fingers connected to his heart. He could only go in once every three days.
The three of them lived in the basement for more than two weeks.
Lu Sheng had finally explored the White Parish thoroughly.
The White Parish in the World of Pain was as big as this city in reality. It was filled with a large number of wandering white knights.
There were also some unknown burning buildings in many places, and the number of White Knights near these buildings was usually much lower.
They don't seem to like fire.
In the entire White Parish, white knights were the only living creatures. There was nothing else.
Black Parish, on the other hand, was a continuous downward slope that seemed to have no end.
Lu Sheng's longest journey had taken him more than four hours to walk down the slope, but he still couldn't find the end. He did not encounter any living creatures on the streets either.
However, the deeper he went, the thicker the fog became, and the thicker the chains on the church buildings on both sides became.
The Black Parish seemed to be safer than the White Parish, but Lu Sheng always felt that it was much more dangerous in the Black Parish than the White Parish.
The World of Pain and the definitions of the White Parish and the Black Parish were quickly accepted by Tang En and old lady Angela.
They were more interested in the White Parish. Especially the White Knights.
During this time, Tang En also found out about his identity as a twofold person. He did not know what he was thinking, but during one of their separate explorations, he actually provoked the White Knights. In the end, he was cut in half by the White Knight on the spot.
It was also at that time that Lu Sheng truly saw what the so-called undying nature of a twofold person was like.
He did not even have the time to stop Tang En from seeking death. At the time, he was too far away.
He only saw the White Knight swing out a chainsaw. With a distance of more than two meters between them, the White Knight cut Tang En in half.
When Tang En died, everything was no different from a normal person.
However, the only difference was that the corpses on the ground quickly melted and disappeared, leaving behind only the clothes and the items on them.
The newly reborn Tang En walked out of the basement. Other than not wearing any clothes, everything else was exactly the same as when he first died.
It felt like he had returned to his original state. This made Lu Sheng think of a strange term — player.
Yes, Tang En's state was like a player in the World of Pain. He would not die completely, but he would drop equipment after dying once.
From then on, he no longer cared about Tang En seeking death in the World of Pain. Instead, he focused on improving his own abilities.
In two weeks, he finally reached the highest level of the Illusory Style Assassination Fist, the highest level of the ninth stage.
This was the highest level a human could reach. It cost him thousands of units of Mental Energy.
However, even with such a huge cost, the results were not as good as he wanted.
Lu Sheng tried, but he still could not defeat the White Knight.
He could barely keep up with the White Knight's speed and strength. However, the White Knight's shocking endurance and sudden bursts of troublesome skills gave him a headache.
One of the most annoying abilities was defense.
The White Knights' defense was shocking. It had reached a shocking level. They could not even use their greatswords to open up their armor.
The strangest thing was that their armors could repair themselves.
Lu Sheng had tried to bring a gun in, but it was useless. After the gun entered the World of Pain, it would twist into a lump. He had no idea what it was.
Even a normal machete would turn into all sorts of strange shapes after being brought in.
Sometimes it would turn into a long sword, sometimes a whip, and even a kettle.
Even the same blade would change in different ways if it was brought into the World of Pain at different times.
The only thing that did not change was the weapons that existed in the World of Pain.
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"Pchht!"
Lu Sheng's right hand was wearing a black gauntlet connected to his shoulder. He suddenly punched the White Knight's back.
Caught off guard, White Knight staggered on the spot from the attack.
Lu Sheng ran after the punch. By the time the White Knight reacted, he was already five or six meters away.
He had studied this distance before. It was a safe distance for the White Knight to give up on chasing him.
As expected, the White Knight looked around. He did not see any enemies, so he continued to wander aimlessly.
Lu Sheng stood far away. He looked at the dent in the White Knight's back that he had made with all his strength.
In less than the time of three breaths, the obvious dent quickly recovered. It was as if it had never been injured.
'This shell is too hard …' He felt a headache coming on.
It had been two days since he reached rank nine. His speed and strength had both increased by a level. Especially his speed.
He was much faster than the White Knight when it came to short-distance explosive movement.
Even so, this explosive speed was useless against the White Knights.
Their tortoise shells were unbelievably hard.
Lu Sheng had once lured two White Knights to coincidentally land their attacks on each other's armor.
In the end, both of them were unharmed. The sword mark on their bodies healed in a few breaths. Then, the two of them continued chasing after Lu Sheng as if nothing had happened.
'Looks like I still have to break through the limits of humans …' Lu Sheng sighed. He turned around and headed back to the basement.
He planned to go back and see how Tang En was doing. He had gone to the other side to explore.
According to Twain's own description, he felt his body getting heavier and heavier recently. His body in the World of Pain was also covered in many purple spots, just like the ones Lu Sheng had seen on his body before.
Tang En's was much darker than his.
This reminded Lu Sheng of the infected that Wellington had mentioned.
Lu Sheng collected his thoughts. He sensed the state of his body. His body would be completely used to rank nine tomorrow afternoon. Then, he would be able to proceed to the next step of advancement.
He rolled up his sleeves. The spots on his arms were still there, but they had faded quite a bit. Compared to the original color, they were much lighter. If one did not look closely, they might not be able to see it.
Quickly returning to the basement, Lu Sheng pushed open the door. Suddenly, he saw a bright yellow flame dancing slightly.
He was instantly stunned. He had never seen anything that could be lit in this place. The flames on the burning buildings in the White Parish could not be taken away either.
They had even tried to light things up and bring them back to the basement. In the end, nothing could be lit.
But now, he saw flames in the basement.
As usual, Angela was curled up in a corner, muttering as if she had gone crazy.
Tang En was wearing a tattered gray robe. He was standing and talking to two strangers.
Hearing the commotion, Tang En turned around and saw Lu Sheng. He immediately waved at him.
"Hey, come here, Thomas! Look who I've met!? "
He looked very happy, as if he was no longer lonely because he had met two other living people.
Lu Sheng slowly walked down the stairs and looked at the two strangers.
It was a golden-haired man with a pair of bright blue eyes. He wore heavy white armor without a helmet. He was tall and burly. He carried a broadsword on his back. He had the aura of a Western knight.
The other was a woman. She wore an enchanting, tight-fitting leather jacket. Her brown leather pants were tied with a large number of dart-like weapons. She also carried a silver-black composite bow on her back.
The woman had delicate features, but her expression was a little cold. Her dark brown hair was slightly curled, and it draped over her shoulders like waves.
"Come quickly! Let me introduce you, they're also Second Tier people! "Tang En rushed over excitedly and pulled Lu Sheng closer.
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