"This can greatly relieve her pain before the first hour."
"This is good stuff. The archbishop was able to endure it for one and a half hours because of this. Unfortunately, after an hour, the pain will reach the nanometer level and no medicine will be able to help. "
"There are still 40 minutes left. Inject another 100 milliliters after 20 minutes."
"Oh, she is only nine years old. She will die from overdose."
"Her body is different from normal people. She is much stronger than she looks. Even if something happens to her, as long as she can endure for an hour, she will gain the self-healing ability of cell regeneration. Every cell in her body can recover along with her emotions. For such a person, it can be said that all the irreparable injuries that are medically recognized will no longer exist. "
The bishops looked at Helen who was writhing in pain on the lotus platform. They talked among themselves and checked the time from time to time.
Twenty minutes later, they were given another shot of cocaine.
Mo Qiong really wanted to curse at this. Dogshit, I don't need it!
Injecting this thing to relieve pain was indeed helpful. However, even if it did not relieve the pain, Mo Qiong could still endure.
On the contrary, this thing would severely damage her body. The continuous injections of analgesics and this highly toxic solution had caused serious damage to Mo Qiong's nerve center.
This damage was irreparable.
If it was not for the fact that merging with lotus seeds for an hour could achieve the self-healing ability of cell regeneration and repair this damage, Mo Qiong would definitely reject it.
"Enduring for an hour can solve the side effects of cocaine. But what if I don't endure for an hour? "
Mo Qiong sneered. In their eyes, Helen successfully enduring for an hour required some luck. If she did not endure for an hour and left behind side effects, these people did not care. They would just treat it as the price for gaining strength.
"According to them, the longer I endure, the stronger the self-healing ability after the end."
"I might as well persevere until the end. No matter what the price is, I have already gotten what I need."
"Let's see how far I can endure."
Mo Qiong curled up his body. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to endure.
Unknowingly, an hour had passed.
"Helen, don't give up. Just a little more. Let me give you another injection!"
As he spoke, the bishop injected another dose of cocaine.
Mo Qiong groaned angrily. The other party only took it as her groaning in pain.
"Damn it, this is an overdose!"
Mo Qiong's body convulsed crazily. This was not caused by pain, but by the effects of the medicine.
At this point, the effects of the drug on pain were no longer obvious, but the chemical effects on the body were not small at all.
Mo Qiong could not help but vomit. His entire body was hot, but she felt very cold, cold to the bone marrow.
Her internal organs were in a mess, causing her to vomit non-stop. Her body was almost out of control.
Mo Qiong already had to endure the inexplicable pain in all the cells in his body. Now that he had overdosed on the solution, the combination of the two added together made him feel slightly better than not having the injection.
However, if it were an ordinary person, they would be more than willing to do anything to ease the pain.
"It's been an hour! Well done! Helen, you did it! Hahaha! "
When the time came, the bishops celebrated.
Although the longer he persisted, the stronger his self-healing ability would be, an hour was a watershed.
According to the past experience of the Gaia Church, as long as one passed the threshold of an hour, the self-healing characteristic would reach the cellular level. Any cell in the body could be regenerated and self-repaired.
If it was less than an hour, even if it was only 59 minutes, the self-healing characteristic would only be at the level of flesh and blood. If there were bone marrow cells, nerve cells, small lymphocytes, and egg cells that could not be regenerated, there would be no way to repair them. It would not be able to fight cancer cells or cure leukemia.
Strictly speaking, within an hour and after an hour were two different types of characteristics.
"You can stop now, Helen!" the bishop said happily.
However, Mo Qiong ignored him. He continued to endure the sudden increase in pain and did not give up.
"Eh? You can still endure it? Good, good, good! It's good to persist for a little longer! "the bishop was even more delighted.
Mo Qiong panted heavily. It had to be said that in the last minute of the hour, the pain level soared.
If it was said that at 58 minutes, it was a pain that could be achieved by human hormones, then at 59 minutes, it was a completely new level of pain that normal people could not even imagine.
Furthermore, after crossing the one hour mark, the pain increased faster and faster, becoming more and more detailed.
It was so detailed that Mo Qiong felt that every organic compound in his body was stinging!
Of course, organic compounds could not have any nerve connection with Mo Qiong. Therefore, this pain was completely unreasonable and acted on his consciousness.
It was no wonder that at this level, no medicine could provide any relief.
A person could inexplicably feel that every organic compound in his body was in pain, and this kind of pain was a hundred times more painful than childbirth. This kind of torture was enough to break down a determined spirit.
However, Mo Qiong still persisted.
"Pain beyond limits, this is what many brothers have experienced, pain beyond limits …"
Not only could Mo Qiong endure it, he could even maintain his consciousness.
Pain beyond limits was pain beyond human imagination. It was something that no chemical or physical simulation could achieve.
In other words, the greatest torture in the past training was far from what he was enduring now.
It exceeded the greatest pain that could be achieved by hormones, it exceeded the greatest pain that could be inflicted by spiritual power sensing, it also exceeded the greatest pain that could be caused by nerve input from virtual machines.
The highest score in the willpower training on Limit Island was not the limit. Many club members' actual endurance had already exceeded full marks.
Just like Wu Yunmo's belief in the shelter, it had already surpassed most of the club members. Even Catherine, who was an Omega, was far from it.
As for Gou Ye, he was even more terrifying. He was ten thousand times more determined than Wu Yunmo! It could be called the ceiling of willpower.
Mo Qiong admitted that he was not as good as Gou Ye and Wu Yunmo, but he did not want to lose to the Archbishop of the Gaia Church.
From the beginning to the end, he had also experienced a lot of pain that transcended one's limits. Lin Guang's experience of the white-clothed ghostly shadow's space of despair was something that the immortals of the past still had to endure even until the end of time.
These were all pain beyond limits. In comparison, what Mo Qiong was facing now was the kind that he could give up at any time. He was already very happy.
The first two were enough to destroy the most determined human consciousness. No matter how noble a person's beliefs were, they would be defeated by the unimaginable pain.
Mo Qiong knew that there was a limit to any perseverance. Lin Guang was an example. Under the pain beyond limits, he even hated the career he had worked hard for and everything in the world.
Those who had not experienced it were not qualified to judge Lin Guang's choice.
Now, Mo Qiong had experienced it. He wanted to know how long he could persevere.
Three hours later …
The Bishops of the Gaia Church were dumbfounded.
The record holder in history was one of the current Archbishops, the owner of the Gaia Ark, Kovido. One hour and thirty-five minutes.
Good heavens, this record was broken by a nine-year-old girl. Oh Mother Goddess, she actually held on for three hours!
Based on the increasing speed of the pain, the pain that she endured in these three hours was not as simple as Kovido's.
"Helen … She is indeed the most devout priest. She really treated this as a test from Mother Goddess. I'm afraid that in the pain, she became more and more devout …"
From one and a half hours ago, the Bishops had been calling for her, but Mo Qiong ignored them.
From then on, the Bishops realized how devout this girl was. In their minds, Helen was the kind of believer who would become more devout in 'suffering'.
Faith made her fearless and strong.
When Mo Qiong persevered for more than two hours, he began to wail and roar like a hysterical monster. He did not seem like a human at all.
Now, after three hours, he did not even wail. His eyes were bleeding tears and his mouth was unconsciously wide open. He could not even breathe.
"Give him oxygen!" Noticing that he was having difficulty breathing, the Bishops immediately put the life-support equipment on him.
After all, he had not given up, so the fusion was not complete. He did not have any self-healing properties. The overdose of medicine from before was now showing more and more side effects.
"Oh God, he is still persevering …"
"He is more devout than anyone else, and has an incomparably pure heart."
The Bishops could not help but feel ashamed. The Citizens were actually the tools of the Gaia Church. In the eyes of the Citizens, the Priests were more devout than them, and the Bishops were definitely more devout than the Priests. As for the Archbishops, they were naturally the most devout believers.
However, they knew very well that the priests were the most devout of them all. The Bishops had regressed. As for the Archbishops, they did not have as much faith in Mother Goddess as the Citizens.
Back then, Kewell relied on medicine and willpower to persevere for one and a half hours.
They did not think that Helen had that kind of steel-like willpower. Thus, only a pure heart like that of a Saint could persevere until now.
Three hours and fifty-nine minutes. The pain suddenly soared, as if it had increased by a million times in an instant.
Every atom in his body! Every atom was releasing unimaginable and terrifying pain.
He could clearly feel that there were seven quadrillion atoms in his body, and every atom was a million times more painful than the previous molecular level.
This sudden increase in strength instantly crushed Mo Qiong's mind, causing him to unknowingly choose to give up.
He did not want to persevere for another second. No matter what it was, it was time to end it.
"..."
He lay on the lotus platform in a daze. The strange pain had disappeared, and in its place was a strong healing effect.
His nerves that had collapsed, his muscles and ligaments that had been torn by his excessive strength, his brain and internal organs that had been ravaged by the medicine, were all rapidly regenerating and recovering to a healthy state.
At the same time, he could also feel that some kind of emotion was being consumed, causing him to feel depressed.
"Good boy, you persevered for three hours and fifty-nine minutes! Oh God … You are amazing! As long as you are happy, even if you are crushed, you will not die! "The Bishops were pleasantly surprised.
Mo Qiong laughed bitterly. Now that he thought about it, at two hours and fifty-nine minutes, the pain was so intense that every molecule was in pain.
That kind of pain that had skyrocketed in three hours and fifty-nine minutes had reached the level where seven quadrillion atoms were in pain. This meant that he had crossed another dividing line in four hours.
As expected, it was the regenerative characteristic of the atomic level.
Unfortunately, he broke down after a second.
His fragile human mind was not even worth mentioning at that moment. He was like an ant in front of a tsunami, easily washed away.
He could not cross the threshold of four hours.
Gradually, Mo Qiong regained his senses and began to adjust his emotions. Then, he paid attention to what the Bishops were saying.
"Happiness? Was it happiness that was consumed previously? "
Mo Qiong thought to himself. No wonder he was a little depressed. He tried to think of something happy, and instantly his little face broke into a silly smile.
"I can still be happy. So, it's just that this kind of emotion is being stored up as energy, as the price for self-healing?"
…
Demonic Cang Yue said.
: Sorry.
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