Lette walked into the church holding the Holy Shield, looking around and scratching his head.
Seeing this, Emily quickly asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Why don’t I see anyone from the Sin Light Sect?"
"Never mind that for now..."
Emily pointed at the person lying on the ground, "Did you just go straight in without asking? Couldn’t you at least ask first?
I know you don’t like procedures, but what if you attacked the wrong person?"
Lette extended a finger and tapped Emily’s forehead sharply.
"Are you stupid? Use your spiritual power to sense it carefully."
Emily held her head, but still did as Lette suggested, using her spiritual power to investigate the Divine Officer lying unconscious.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she turned to vomit on the ground.
"Ugh! What... what is this?! This man’s soul, it’s so disgusting. His soul has rotted?"
Lette nodded, "Yes, literally rotted.
When he opened the door just now, I could feel a foul stench from the soul level rushing at me.
You didn’t really think I was just here to give warmth, did you?"
"How could this happen?"
Emily turned pale and said, "I’ve read in some books that necromancers can use corpses to create creatures known as ghouls.
They’re like moving corpses.
But that’s just physical rot.
How can a person’s soul rot to such an extent too?
Lette was about to speak when he suddenly frowned. He reached out and summoned his Sin Light Greatsword, thrusting it into Emily’s hands.
"Ah? What are you doing?"
"Cut the crap, follow me in chanting!"
Lette’s expression was not good, "My heart is like iron, unbreakable!"
Emily didn’t really want to chant but wanted to ask why Lette was doing this.
But seeing his unpleasant expression, and urgency filled eyes, she realized things might be bad.
So she quickly followed along, "I... I... my heart is like iron, unbreakable!"
The Sin Light Greatsword flashed and then dimmed.
"Louder! You’re not confident enough! Quick! Again! You have to truly believe it from your heart! Believe in these words!
Quick, this is no joke!"
Emily immediately took a deep breath and declared loudly.
"My heart is like iron! Unbreakable!"
Instantly, the Sin Light Greatsword emitted a dazzling light, enveloping Emily completely.
At first, Emily didn’t feel anything, but soon a deep itch from the soul nearly drove her mad.
That sensation, deeper than penetrating the bone marrow, drenched her clothes with sweat.
Though it was just a few breaths, Emily felt as if she had spent ten long years in Purgatory!
Such was the extent of the agony!
"What happened? I just..."
Lette, holding the Black Shield, looked grim: "Just now, your soul also underwent corruption. If not treated in time, you might soon end up like the person lying on the ground.
No, because your soul is unusually large, you might suffer more and be harder to handle."
"What exactly is this? Corruption from the soul... ah!"
Emily grasped the Sin Light, surprised, and asked: "Could it be the Apostle of the Gate of Truth, the Corrupt Lady?
Has she already arrived?"
"Hmph, if she were here, even if I could save you, it would be much more effort.
This is merely a meme pollution she laid using the capability of the Gate of Truth."
Emily widened her mouth in astonishment, "Meme? And what is meme pollution?"
"Meme; meme pollution is something else entirely."
Lette walked over to the Divine Officer and searched while explaining to Emily.
"Meme level is comparable to the indescribable level of terrifying existence. They, are the next step in ascending past the conceptual level."
"Wait! There are beings that can rival the indescribable? Meme level is that powerful?"
Lette took a deep breath, "Meme is hard to explicitly explain. Just like the indescribable is called so because it’s indescribable.
The existence of memes is a distortion of self-concept phenomena.
When the twisted concept replaces the original world concept, they become unknowable as a result.
It’s a different path for becoming unknowable, unlike the widescale conceptual expansion of the indescribable.
Therefore, the strong ones on the meme path are not blind or foolish.
But the price is, that they will go mad.
Or perhaps we cannot call it madness, as they try to replace the basic meaning of conceptual phenomena with their understanding of the concept.
They may appear normal, but only when involved in certain matters with you will their subversive notions emerge.
That’s when you can identify them."
Emily clutched the Sin Light and swallowed repeatedly.
"What’s with these guys, from conceptual level to unknowable, they’re either blindly foolish or crazily distorted!
Is there no normal route?"
Lette raised an eyebrow, "There isn’t none..."
"Why do you want to know so much? You’re not even a Law Level stronghold yet."
Lette rolled his eyes at her, "Hold my Holy Sword tight, or your soul will be corroded."