Chapter 565 Everyone, I need you to do a favor. (Super big
Zhang asks for a monthly ticket)
The twisted and crazy state instantly covered He Ao's entire sea of consciousness.
He Ao calmed down his consciousness, cleared his mind, and then came into contact with these crazy consciousnesses coming from Jace's body.
The F-level to D-level secret medicines that Jace obtained all came from mysterious people. The mysterious people added some unknown ingredients to these secret medicines, and did not tell Jace that he needed to fully master the power of the talent sequence before he could use them.
Go to the next level with these hidden knowledge.
Judging from Jace's memory, the mysterious man even intentionally prompted Jace to be promoted without fully mastering his power.
This resulted in hidden dangers lurking in every Jace's promotion. The further he went, the greater his tendency towards madness. Moreover, those extra ingredients in the mysterious man's secret medicine seemed to be some kind of substance that could enhance inspiration.
Judging from He Ao's occult knowledge, the more inclined he is to madness, the higher his perception of the mysterious world and the higher his inspiration.
Of course, the degree and direction of improving inspiration may not be the same for everyone, but Jace's situation is obviously special.
Every time Jace is dominated by madness, coupled with the effect of the inspiration-enhancing substances in the secret medicine, his inspiration will reach a terrifying level.
Many problems that cannot be figured out when you are rational will be solved as if with divine help.
Although Jace thought back many times afterwards, he felt that his behavior in a crazy state was unreasonable and unreasonable.
But Jace, who was in a state of madness, would only feel the joy of peeking into the truth of the world.
I feel that everything in the world is just as it is, just like God has cut open the essence of the world and revealed it in front of him.
In that state, the whole person will be in a state of trance and excitement, prying into the unknowable and unimaginable. All secrets seem to be invisible, and all difficulties will be easily solved.
The gods whisper in my ears, and time and space stretch before my eyes.
This is the way the world is, and this is the way the world should be.
At this moment, it's He Ao's turn to experience this feeling.
However, unlike the memory of Jess drifting with the waves in the storm and waves created by madness, He Ao stood in the center of this crazy storm vortex, standing still like a rock that had stood for thousands of years.
Jace actually has very little memory of the crazy period. He can only remember roughly what he did, and he can only recall the feeling, but he cannot remember exactly what happened.
Memories from crazy periods, like dreams, will gradually disappear during waking hours like water drops that are gradually drying up.
But He Ao was different. He had always maintained a certain degree of sobriety.
He raised his head and looked around.
At this moment, there were all kinds of messy murmurs in his ears, like background noise. These murmurs were very similar to the background murmurs he heard when super memory was activated, but they were even more chaotic and complicated than those murmurs.
More polluting spirit.
There were also some changes in the scene in the field of vision, and some inexplicable, twisted lines echoed throughout the space.
There is great temptation rippling in these lines, as if they are the essential truth in this world. When looking at these lines, He Ao feels that his body has some kind of restlessness, and his flesh and blood escape from his control and begin to move in a subtle way.
Creeping.
His body is trying to stretch into a shape suitable for this unknowable nature.
He Ao felt that there was nothing wrong with this, it should be natural.
But he still moved his eyes away from these twisted lines and looked at the surrounding lines.
His body, which had begun to mutate, gradually returned to normal.
Although his cognition has been affected to some extent, He Ao's sanity is still there. He knows very well that this kind of mutation that 'fits the nature of the world' is completely crazy and transformed into a monster.
His current state was like having a lucid dream, his logic was the logic of the dream, but he knew very well that he was dreaming.
In fact, theoretically speaking, under this level of confusion, Jace should have transformed into a crazy monster long ago. After all, Jace does not have a relatively strong resistance to pollution like He Ao.
In fact, this is indeed the case, but Jace has something else that becomes the anchor point for him to maintain his humanity and final sanity, and that is the hatred for the mysterious man and the obsession with the wasted death of his family.
I just don’t know whether this anchor point was left intentionally by the mysterious person or whether it was accidental.
Behind these two situations, it represents the amount of occult knowledge the mysterious person has.
After all, strong emotions or obsessions can be used as anchors to position one's own sanity and humanity amid madness. This was a conclusion He Ao came to after accepting Jace's memory.
There was no relevant information in the occult knowledge he had learned in the past.
Before this, he had always believed that ordinary people would inevitably fall into madness after falling into cognitive errors or being contaminated.
Jess's situation proves that even people who are on the verge of madness can still find ways to maintain their humanity and self-awareness.
This may be knowledge that can only be understood at a deeper level.
However, He Ao had no time to think deeply about this issue at this moment. The purple patterns all over the walls, floors, and ceilings were caught in his eyes, and they were quickly combined in his mind.
His consciousness was like some kind of broken circuit being reconnected, and all knowledge was flowing smoothly.
Having just looked at these lines, he still needs to carefully analyze the functions of each part of the lines and dismantle them as a huge magic circle.
At this moment, when he looked at these lines, it was like looking at Meng Tong's math problems. The answers would appear naturally in his mind without any analysis.
At the same time, He Ao also felt that in this state, his soul power was rapidly depleting.
This kind of 'inspiration' to peer into the essence in a state of madness is not without loss, it will greatly overdraw the soul.
The weaker the soul, the higher the possibility of being devoured by madness.
To be precise, the causal relationship here should be that the erosion of madness has caused Jace to see things that could not be spied on originally. Seeing these things will accelerate the loss of Jace's soul, further accelerating the progress of Jace's madness.
This powerful 'inspiration' is just a by-product of crazy erosion.
This kind of inspiration is uncontrollable for Jace. He can only try his best to maintain his final sanity through hatred and obsession, but he can't control the progress of his madness. He doesn't know when he will wake up after falling into madness.
Come.
However, He Ao is still somewhat resistant to madness, and this level of madness is not enough to erode his rationality.
Therefore, he can freely choose to let go of the crazy state, or suppress the crazy state, and turn the 'inspiration' brought by this madness into an active skill.
Of course, standing on the dividing line between madness and reason, naturally there will not be as high an inspiration as Jace's complete madness, but for He Ao at this moment, it is enough.
Before this, He Ao actually had other dungeon characters who fell into madness.
For example, his novice dungeon character Yezola is an evil priest who has completely fallen into madness. When he asked good friends for help several times before, he also suffered the impact of contamination from his good friends, but those few dungeon characters did not come close.
When he is crazy, he shows this kind of terrifying high inspiration.
Even with the influence of the mysterious man, the inspiration shown by Jace was a bit too high.
I'm afraid Jace has other special features.
He Ao raised his ax and placed it on the purple lines in front of the door.
Without any analysis or understanding at this moment, he could understand the function of these array structures and know the purpose of each line.
The magic circle on this door is not integrated with the magic circle on the wall and floor. The soul absorbed by the magic circle on the door is only used to maintain the integrity of this door.
This should be a structure designed to prevent damage to the magic circle caused by opening and closing the door.
And although the magic circle on the door has fine lines that connect it to the overall magic circle, there are only a few lines that actually play a key communication role.
He Ao watched the running lines of these magic circles, raised the bone ax in his hand, and cut into the edge of the stone door, cutting on the purple pattern on the left that connected the door and the wall.
The purple lines that were originally powerful and indestructible were easily cut off by him, despite being undamaged by Arent's several violent blows.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the ax again and carefully cut off several other lines connecting the door and the wall.
As the last line was cut off, the entire huge stone door trembled, and the light above dimmed a lot.
Then He Ao raised his ax and struck the center of the stone gate with the axe, cutting off the two adjacent lines.
boom--
With a violent tremor, the magic circle on the stone door suddenly collapsed after a dazzling flash.
The stone door, which was full of cracks but still had no deformation after being hit by Arent just now, also shattered into pieces, and scattered gravel fell like a heavy rain.
Huge clouds of smoke and dust rose up, and He Ao's figure passed through the rubble and stepped behind the door.
Then he stopped.
Behind the hazy smoke, a bright, densely packed spider web-like pattern spread across the entire space.
These lines are like stars in the night sky, constantly flashing purple light. Even without any lamps, this space is as bright as day.
He Ao looked up and looked around. In this connected two-story space, there were no pillars except the surrounding walls. It was as empty as a dragon's cave.
Then He Ao stared at these flickering lights. He realized something and briefly turned on his super memory to look around.
Dense shadows spread down from the ceiling of this space, blending into this huge space and into those shimmering purple lines.
This entire space is a huge magic circle, a magic circle that is continuously running.
And those shadows should come from the mental patients upstairs. Above this space is the sixth floor where mental patients who seem to have lost their self-awareness are imprisoned. And on the ninth to thirteenth floors above, there are more
'psychiatric patient'.
The nurse said that the mental patients on the sixth floor are dangerous.
But judging from the state of those mental patients and the hidden thoughts that have begun to erode He Ao's thoughts since entering this building.
The people detained on the sixth floor may not be dangerous patients, but patients who have been completely transformed and become suitable 'food'.
As for whose ‘food’ it is.
He Ao's eyes fell on those flickering magic circles.
The answer is self-evident.
The sleeping secret existence seems to be trying to assimilate the consciousness of everyone in this mental hospital.
As Allent said, this mental hospital is a huge breeding farm, and the people living in it are "livestock."
Livestock that are not fully mature live on higher floors, while livestock that are fully mature are moved below and are imprisoned on the sixth floor to become "food."
At this moment, He Ao could clearly see the operating structure of these magic circles to the greatest extent.
Whether it is genetic medicine or these magic circles created by Jace's father, they have only one function.
That's simulating, and trying to replace, that ritual of gaining power from occult knowledge.
And all rituals are equivalent exchanges.
If you want to gain strength, you need something in exchange for it.
Judging from what He Ao observed, those who took the genetic medicine, without exception, handed over their lives and souls after death, and the price they had to pay was likely to be more than that.
After all, the life and soul of an ordinary person cannot be exchanged for C-level power.
But no matter what, it is a genetic medicine and requires a living person to be the user.
Genetic potions are simplified rituals, and the user is equivalent to the performer of the ritual. As a living being, he can naturally pay the price, even if the price is himself.
The magic circle in front of He Ao is a dead object. This magic circle cannot produce a price out of thin air. Without a price, there will naturally be no gift.
So someone needs to pay the ‘price’.
And these ‘patients’ living in mental hospitals are the ‘price’ prepared for sacrifice.
He Ao's footsteps moved forward little by little, staring at these flickering magic circles.
In his observation, this magic circle seemed not completely completed and had obvious flaws.
Because according to the original occult knowledge, the performer of the ceremony must be highly involved in the ceremony in order to obtain the power of the gift.
Whether it is a magic circle or a genetic potion, they are all simplified rituals that require someone to operate them, and that person is the conductor of the ritual and the final beneficiary.
For genetic medicine, it is the person who takes the genetic medicine.
But for this magic circle, it's a little strange.
It is set to operate naturally, and those mentally ill patients are paid as a price for the gift. They are highly involved in the operation of the magic circle, but they are not the real beneficiaries.
He Ao's speed was very fast. He passed through the entire space in a very short time and reached the innermost side of the space.
Here, there is a stone platform covered with purple lines. On the stone platform is a long wooden box about one meter long. The wooden box is also carved with dense purple lines.
Although there are no patterns in Jace's memory that seem to have been created by Jace's father, there are memories of this wooden box.
It was one time when Jess went to his father's laboratory to get some materials and saw this wooden box placed on his father's desk.
This wooden box exuded a vague temptation that attracted Jace to touch it. At that time, Jace didn't know what it was.
Later, after learning some occult knowledge, he realized that this wooden box might be made of some extraordinary tree.
He did not touch the wooden box at that time, but his father, who came back in time, stopped him.
At that time, he also asked his father what it was, and his father's answer at that time was just "a box that a friend left here."
After that, Jess never saw the wooden box again.
He once investigated this as an important clue in investigating his father's accidental death, but in the end he did not obtain any clues.
He Ao did not expect to see this wooden box here again.
The function of the magic circle engraved on this wooden box is very simple. It represents the person who performs the ceremony and the beneficiaries of the ceremony.
In other words, this space, this mental hospital, all serves this wooden box.
Jace had never thought that the beneficiary of a ritual could be a dead object before, because he did not solve the problem that the beneficiary of the ritual must be the performer and main participant of the ritual.
How can a dead thing lead a ceremony?
Jace's father's magic circle seemed to solve this problem, but it only solved half of it.
Judging from the wooden box and the surrounding patterns, he concluded that Jace's father had constructed a magic circle structure that used dead objects to simulate the ritual performer.
But Jace's father did not solve another problem - the person performing the ceremony must be the main participant in the ceremony.
In fact, this is also the position of the payer of the price, which must be a living life.
And this is the flaw of this huge magic circle. On the edge of this magic circle, there are some "patches" whose structure is obviously weaker than the original magic circle.
This 'patch' transfers the price that originally required the ritual performer to pay to the 'patients' in the mental hospital, and allows the wooden box in the position of the ritual performer to receive a 'gift'.
But this patch doesn't solve all the problems.
He Ao stretched out his hand to touch the wooden box. The allure that attracted Jace in the first place had completely disappeared, leaving only dense and flickering lines.
This wooden box is indeed just a box. Inside the box, are the 'gifts' accumulated by this huge array over the past ten years.
But this gift cannot be taken out.
Because the magic circle is not complete.
Sacrifice others and gain power without paying any price. This patched magic circle cannot do this.
The things contained in this box should be related to that hidden existence.
The training system of this mental hospital called the 'breeding farm' should also be part of this magic circle patch. The erosion of the hidden existence is actually trying to make the price converge towards the 'beneficiary' contained in this box.
The mysterious man tried to disguise the price as a beneficiary to satisfy the conditions for the ceremony.
This method succeeded, but it was only half the success.
He Ao spread some spiritual consciousness through his fingertips into the wooden box. He sensed violent and powerful energy in the wooden box, like surging volcanic lava.
As long as He Ao tries to open this wooden box, the powerful power will spurt out directly, destroying everything nearby.
This proves that this magic circle is effective, and the things in the wooden box have indeed gained powerful power.
But this power is uncontrollable.
Theoretically, these powers would explode the moment they entered the wooden box and could not be retained. However, the creator of this magic circle used an ingenious method to maintain the stability of the energy.
The magic circle on the surface of the wooden box flickers. This is not only a magic circle that allows the wooden box to become the 'performer' of the ceremony, but it is also a complete ritual magic circle.
This design cleverly makes the power in the wooden box think that the ceremony has not ended yet and is still in the state of running the ceremony.
This array maintains the stability of the energy in the wooden box and controls the power in the wooden box from exploding directly, but it also cannot use this power.
Unless someone can fill in the flaws of this magic circle, make the ritual complete, and naturally introduce these powers into the wooden box.
He Ao stared at the wooden box. In theory, he should take the wooden box directly.
Taking away this wooden box means that this huge magic circle will lose its holder, and the magic circle will collapse immediately.
Removing the wooden box will end the cruel ritual here.
He Ao turned on his super memory and looked back at the broken pieces of the collapsed door. He looked at some of the magic circles carved on the floor and the shadows emerging from under the floor. He woke himself up from his crazy state.
After thinking for a moment, he rushed out of the hall and jumped into the elevator shaft.
The elevator is now going down to the first floor.
He Ao hung in front of the elevator door on the first floor, pried open the elevators, and rushed out.
He saw the mental patients and nurses in the lobby on the first floor again.
"Everyone, I need you to do a favor."
He watched those people.
In an instant, everyone turned their heads to look at him.
An eerie silence spread.
boom--
A mentally ill patient's head fell off because the angle was too high when twisting, and it rolled to the ground.
The nurse next to him picked up the head expressionlessly and put it back on the patient's neck. Everyone was looking at He Ao.
Their eyes were numb, just like those who were locked up on the sixth floor, completely assimilated, but not dead yet.
