0241 Chapter 5: Rebirth of Blood Candle Castle (Section 39)
What Zhen Cheng is panicking about is not that some ancient consciousness is resurrecting, trying to seize his body or something. Objectively speaking, Matar's consciousness has indeed long since completely died.
It's just that the remaining things, those things that have been immortalized but lack the control of will, have become chaotic and crazy. They are no longer the origin of wisdom, but disorderly ignorance that spreads like a virus.
"I understand, you don't want to implicate me if it violates the school rules. Anyway, I don't need to be here now," Ai Luogensi had a clear mind and couldn't bear to let Zhen Cheng finish her words when she was so weak:
"But I can't pull you out now. You are right, there is something strange in this pool."
Looking along what Ai Luogensi was pointing, Zhen Cheng noticed a corpse lying beside the Kwai Mo Pond.
From the clothes of the corpse, it can be seen that he is a classmate who was soaked in the pool just now.
You can only judge from his clothes. Because this guy has long been beyond recognition. Every inch of his skin is covered with blue-purple cracks. The violent arcane energy is evolving crazily under the cracked skin. What is under the skin has long been unknown.
What a monster.
Zhen Cheng had seen a similar situation just today. It was a group of people who wanted to attack the Blood Candle Castle for some stupid reason. As a result, after seeing the true form of Senior Sister Shabu, the divine form completely fell into chaos, and from the original human form
Things derived from the physical body.
Zhen Cheng immediately realized that if the violent energy of Kui Mochi was allowed to open her door of truth and pour into the depths of her consciousness, then the same fate would be waiting for her.
At this moment, another classmate who was immersed in the pool struggled to get up and crawled to the edge of the pool. Like Zhen Cheng, he was obviously too comfortable and was paralyzed and lost strength. He struggled several times but could not climb up.
Pool edge.
Cruelly, the mage apprentice recited a magic spell and used his magic power to blast the magic sunflower pool beneath him. Zhen Cheng was stunned when he saw it, but he didn't even have the strength to ask Sister A to stop him.
Releasing impact spells at the arcane elements that have become pure liquids is like turning on a flamethrower and sweeping across the gas station.
Zhen Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes, but the expected explosion of magic energy that could destroy the galaxy did not happen. After the Kui Mo Pond received the recoil force, it "vomited out" the mage inside just like ordinary pond water.
The classmate from the Magic Academy lay on the ground like a dead fish, smiling as if he had survived the disaster.
This smile only lasted for three seconds. When he tried to reach out to support his body, he was surprised to find that his hands had turned into a lump of mucus exuding lavender light.
Immediately afterwards, irregular light patterns spread around his body, and his entire body gradually transformed into something else.
Ten seconds later, his shell was still intact. The dense cracks revealed a very beautiful light. But his essence had degenerated into a monster with chaotic consciousness and an indescribable structure.
"Damn it," Zhen Cheng understood why Sister A didn't pull her out. A little of the magic power of the Kwai Mochi that had penetrated into the Gate of Truth would soon start to bite back after losing contact with Matar's hippocampus:
"Go to the teacher. Go to Qu Yun for help. I can hold on. Hurry!"
After hearing this, Ai Luogensi didn't hesitate at all, and without a word of instruction, she immediately started running towards the lifting platform like a cheetah.
Zhen Cheng closed her eyes and her brain was running at overclocking speed. She said that she could hold on, just so that Sister A could do the most effective thing immediately instead of wasting time by worrying too much about her.
But she obviously doesn't know enough about this new strong sister. Like her, this person cannot be affected by any emotional factors when necessary.
But in other words, Zhen Cheng actually felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. This was a kind of chronic death that was irreversible and gradually getting worse.
Students who enter the Kui Mo Pond will either find ways to escape from the water and die outside, or they will fall into chaos and perish completely in the pond.
As the number of students in the pool decreased one by one, Zhen Cheng felt that the pressure on the door of truth in his mind was becoming increasingly unstoppable.
The power of more than a dozen powerful brains was originally shared in parallel, and all the knowledge in the world seemed to be disrupted into irrelevant fragments and wanted to be squeezed into her head.
What Princess Angora Rabbit said was true. Zhen Cheng felt that the power in his body was growing at an incredible speed, as if if he maintained this state, he would transform from a mortal into a god in a few hours.
But no matter how fast she becomes stronger, death is approaching her at more than twice the speed. Her door of truth can no longer hold on.
No, you must save yourself!
The brain, which is gradually becoming dull under the impact of huge invisible energy, is running wildly to squeeze out the last bit of potential. There must be some way to save itself!
Zhen Cheng's first thought was Yan Ling, but she quickly gave up this idea. Like her classmates who died tragically by the pool, Zhen Cheng was very confident that she could use Yan Ling magic to block her connection with Kui Mo Pond.
But what happens after that?
As for the influence that directly affects Matar's hippocampus, she can't do it. It's not just a lack of power, but how can a person do something that they don't understand yet?
A primitive man may be able to accidentally knock out sparks with a stone, but can you expect him to use a computer to program a large-scale online game by accident?
Abandoning those unrealistic fantasies, Zhen Cheng grabbed the last straw.
To be honest, the use of this power made her a little scared. But after all, this is not the world she destroyed. Even if something similar happened in Blood Candle Castle, Qu Yun and the others should be able to deal with it, right?
Doesn’t Ms. Mediana, the dean of the Magic Academy, regard Qu Yun as an expert in dealing with paradox problems?
Yes, in a similar desperate situation, what came to Zhen Cheng's mind was of course the experience of triggering the "Primary Image" at the critical moment in the Undersea Cathedral.
There is no [Original Image] in Blood Candle Castle, and even among the Paradoxes, [Original Image] is definitely the most special type. But there are not no other powers that can be borrowed here.
Immerse yourself in your own door of truth, and feel the reality around you in the torrent of arcana and information. This is a very difficult job, much more difficult than it was in the Undersea Temple.
But Zhen Cheng immediately found a familiar force. It was a palm-sized bird, locked in a cage in a circular office with a dragon skeleton hanging from the ceiling.
It has no skin, half of its ribs are exposed, half of it is filled with flesh and blood like abscesses, and there are hundreds of tiny wings densely attached to its back.
Looking at the paradox she created in the exam from the perspective of her own door of truth, Zhen Cheng's mind once again flashed the inexplicable understanding she had when she looked directly at the [original image] for the first time. She realized