Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2571: Chapter 2566: Lobotomy Concerto

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Despite being somewhat untimely, a line popped into Fu Qian’s mind at that moment.

The main reason was that this transformation was way too déjà vu, and much more tangible than the last time.

The jellyfish were no longer having abstract exchanges. Instead, they were physically connected to each other.

Considering the current lecture hall was much more dilapidated, those cage-like individual rooms were almost nonexistent.

Thus, the suddenly appearing Brain Jellyfish seemed to gain sudden freedom and were no longer strictly confined within a particular space.

Those tendrils stretched into a radial formation, rapidly intertwining, along with individual human brains acting as nodes, instantly shifting from a mysterious atmosphere to a flesh-punk theme.

"The wonders of knowledge, something a Fool could never imagine!"

And the Creator of Wisdom seemed very satisfied with his work, holding no humility in his words, his Sword Staff pointed towards the Void above his head.

Oh?

And like a conductor’s baton, standing from Fu Qian’s perspective, it was clear that all those human brains acting as nodes began to twinkle like stars due to this gesture.

The changes in light and darkness even continued to transmit to the tentacles, resonating and overlapping with each other — were musical notes actually popping out?

To avoid being grouped with the Fools and focus on appreciating the marvel of knowledge, Fu Qian noted that he had gained new insights at that moment.

Within the symphonic orchestra-like scenes, phantom symbols permeated from the interconnected tentacles, as if binary codes of light and darkness finally composed a melody, which was also becoming more resonant.

In the blink of an eye, countless complicated symbols had covered the entire network, including the human brains at the center.

And although the aesthetics seemed lacking, Fu Qian, who has long interacted with Divinity, could easily identify that they were akin to divine patterns.

It’s really no simple feat to casually conjure such a scene.

This was much more exaggerated than what Professor Luo Bu had encountered; seeing it with the eyes of a Demigod could easily drive one insane.

Even not looking wouldn’t work, as though silent, Fu Qian knew very well that some kind of turbulent torrent had taken shape, enveloping every inch of the space ahead.

No will could avoid this infusion.

...

It really was the power of knowledge, pouring math problems into another’s brain on the battlefield is just like this, isn’t it?

With a mere wave of the hand, the Creator of Wisdom created a field effect, and Fu Qian could certainly empathize with its ruthlessness.

One could only say that the rear room had truly turned into a classroom, with what could be considered a constant, demonic ear-piercing lecture, where a moment’s inattention would lead to drowning in the ocean of knowledge.

Although not something overly extravagant to the Abandonment King, especially in the Mechanically Ascended version, it was close to the methods of Divine Beings.

Pressure came onto Ah Fei all of a sudden.

Thud—

In the next instant, even materialized, Ah Fei had just struggled to his feet after landing, but in a flash, he couldn’t hold his giant sword, and his body fell to the ground again along with it.

Not even the side effects of the Stardust Curse, the half-dream, half-awake state could save him this time, and in the blink of an eye, a beast-like low growl escaped from his throat.

Apparently, even if you fell asleep, it would chase you to pour calculus into your dreams.

Roar—

And under such torment, that sliver of murderous obsession finally reached its limit.

With a roar filled with endless negative emotions, Ah Fei couldn’t lift his sword to face his enemy once again. Instead, he appeared deranged, plunging the sword deep into his own body.

Frankly, if not for his peculiar bones, this action would have been difficult to perform, and the force at this moment was so substantial, it nearly pinned him directly to the ground.

It’s not surprising though, human strength is finite, and so is willpower.

Even a honed Cultivation Heart, in the face of some cosmically lowered attack, seemed only to make one’s collapse more agonizing.

"Don’t resist, open your heart, and you will eventually experience the most wonderful things this world has to offer."

The Creator of Wisdom was even adding fuel to the fire.

Both his lines and gestures had more of the essence of waving a conductor’s baton.

However, the only drawback was that, as an art practitioner, he was not completely immersed like his lines said, even glancing distractedly at this side.

Understandably, as the intruders here with bad intentions were indeed two.

Now one of them was entirely powerless, yet at the same time, the other seemed devoid of emotional turbulence, prompting serious attention.

What a pity, it’s exactly as they say — not giving a damn.

Fu Qian, distinctly regarded as a dire menace, merely exchanged a glance with the Creator of Wisdom, then shifted his gaze and no longer paid attention.

The reason was simple; he wasn’t the only one watching this side, Ah Fei was too.

The man pinned to the ground with the giant sword wasn’t settled down.

Yet with this "anchor point", amidst struggling, Ah Fei seemed finally to muster a bit of strength, glaring steadfastly with his only intact eye here.

"I understand."

Considering the prior hand movement, at first glance, one might easily mistake that Ah Fei had rekindled the murderous intent in madness.

Nevertheless, Fu Qian, who used people without doubt, obviously had a different interpretation for such a strange action.

Slightly nodding as if in agreement, he still remained seated steadily, simultaneously locking his will onto the Creator of Wisdom in his sight, causing the Calamity Eye above the latter’s head to open quickly.

But without detonating, merely attaching an enhancement of inflicted damage.

Because another would be inflicting the damage.

Another roar echoed, as Ah Fei on the ground had already pulled out the giant sword and leapt up, charging towards the target marked by calamity.

...

Indeed, this is what’s called a Jianxin, not just a reskinned superpower.

With one leg crippled, Ah Fei wasn’t skilled at leaping.

Yet perhaps the action at that moment was closer to that of a beast, so this jump went incredibly high.

Aside from looking even more tragic, everything was basically a reenactment of the opening scene — the giant sword descended from heaven to slay the villain.

As for why he suddenly regained clarity?

Simple, actually, he didn’t regain clarity, rather, he went utterly mad.

This was also what Fu Qian understood from that glimpse.

After continuous battle, Ah Fei clearly sensed the Catastrophe Curse attached to his weapon.

Leading to the facing of irresistible insanity, he made an even crazier choice.

Unable to resist, so he didn’t resist, abandoning himself to become a tool of slaughter until total collapse.

Of course, if it was just this, it was but a madman swinging wildly.

Is there a way to increase the probability of this final madness targeting the correct one?

There is, becoming a tool naturally means letting the tool wielder help guide.

There’s calamity on the sword, and calamity on the target.

When self is already insane, then use some similar elements to let the sword identify itself.