Only Etela savored the emotions transmitted through the chain for a moment.

On the way up to the twelfth floor, Benistoff explained the chemical company�s system.

�The hidden world run by chemical companies is largely classified into three categories.�The first is the branch under the chemical company, the second is the city where the demons live, and the last is the logistics warehouse managed by Black Seung.��Sirone and Lian experienced both.

�The reason why the company is special is that it has a six-brain and central processing unit that you just saw.�Emotions are illogical, but not without cause and effect.�If reality is centered around events, we deal with emotional causation.�This is called karma.�

Sirone asked.

�If you purify your physical brain, will your true voice be liberated?�

�Hmm.�Otherwise, the world would be paralyzed.�I don�t know what will happen after that.�But this is just an assumption.�Actually, the flesh brain cannot be purified.

Shall we?�

�Why?�

�Fetuses that form the flesh brain are classified as a race called Limbo.�They don�t have karma.�Therefore, it is not purified.�

Benistov raised his index finger.

�It�s not just the aborted fetus that goes into limbo.�The standard is up.�A child who is born into the world but does not know logic does not have karma.�Such Limbo escapes outside in pursuit of prey.�You can see it when you go to District 7 of Baramaon.�

At the time of their descent into hell, Ethella and Chagall saw them in the �grave of the backbone�.

�It is good to be careful.�It�s weak, but it�s brutal.�No, it would be correct to assume that there is no such concept.�The only driving force for the existence of the Limbo is their obsession with life.�

Sirone asked again.

�What if I destroy the flesh brain?�

In order to understand the subject accurately, one must also have a cruel imagination.

�Limbo, like prison, is the law.�Even if members disappear, the concept does not disappear.�Even if you burn the fetus, it will be replaced by a new meat brain.�Of course there will be serious errors, but as a system guru, I want to stop it.�Because what Yahweh wants will not happen.�

Benistov emphasized.

�Destruction is not a good solution.�Even more so if there are a lot of things hanging around.�Both the real world and the underworld will be messed up.�Would you hit a precision machine with a hammer in the hope that it might be fixed?�Of course it can be fixed.�But in my opinion, it will most likely be scrap metal.�There is no turning back.��Sirone was lost in thought.

�I�m not lying.�If it wasn�t the truth, there�d be no way I�d show my physical brain.�but����I feel like I�m hiding something really important.�

It was the reason why it felt like an enigma.

The moment I reached the twelfth floor, I heard a loud sound that made my complex thoughts fly away.

�Worship Satan!�

It was a magnificent space like the Colosseum, and people were tightly packed on the 10th and 11th floors.

Holding onto the microphone with multiple human ears attached, the demon raised his hand and shouted.

�Oh oh!�Hey Satan!�joy!�Pleasure!�Give me success!�

Then, from hundreds of mouths hanging on all sides, his voice boomed and amplified.

The people gathered under the altar shed tears of emotion and followed the demon�s words.

�I believe!�I believe in Satan!��Sirone asked. JrNovels.com