The Book of Hell

Although everything was relatively under control.

Lin Yu had to admit...

This [Instance] was indeed difficult to deal with.

Just now, he had come within a hair of ruining the expert persona he had painstakingly cultivated.

If he had really passed out...things would have become dangerous.

Although Old Zheng seemed to be completely immune to whatever "Death Sleep Technique" the head of the Heresy Tribunal had unleashed, and could even take over for him if he passed out, there was still room to maneuver.

But that would mean entrusting his life to the operating ability and conscience of his brain.

Who knew whether Old Zheng might suddenly turn against him?

Besides, no matter how powerful Old Zheng had once been, he was now nothing more than a lone organ.

So...

It was still best for him to remain conscious.

And just as Lin Yu had expected.

Although the head of the Heresy Tribunal had talked about ending things quickly, after seeing A'yu and the other person pass out while Lin Yu remained standing, he made no further move.

Lin Yu knew very well...

He simply wanted to negotiate with him—this was merely a way of raising the stakes.

Sure enough, the head of the Heresy Tribunal spoke again.

"Then...Honorable Mr. Schreiber, although you possess the strength to challenge a Monarch-level being, and the mark within your soul has also recorded your achievements, I imagine you would not wish to undergo a life-or-death battle of this scale without warning, would you?"

"Besides, the 'Original Sin Undead' is not the same as an ordinary Monarch-level being... It is an extinct high-ranking Dark Species recorded in the [Book of Hell], a terrifying existence that once served at the side of the Demon God."

"It is also the ancestor of the snakefolk... The so-called