"Don't move." Blood oozed from Aka's deflated body and poured into Tom's head.
Aka sipped her tea and did what she had been doing all this time - filtering knowledge.
Tom's head distortion gradually subsided and he began to understand.
"Can you understand it?" Grandet asked.
"Maybe..." The eighth-level scholar didn't dare to boast, and he wasn't sure whether he could understand the ritual.
After all, there is a dearth of such knowledge in the library, and the High Altar is not willing to share it with other souls.
"It's okay. You take your time and read it. It's best if you can understand it. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it..." Li Yue's original purpose was just to eradicate the bone car teaching, and it would be better to add icing on the cake on that basis.
Even if it can't be done, as long as the New God Ceremony in the Drizzle Corridor is destroyed, it will be the biggest blow to the old goat.
Tom directly started recording on the empty page, ignoring Li Yue.
"Then...the next one..." Grandet said to himself, eyeing the last lock ring.
But feeling the thoughts contained in his father's shadow, Ying'er still used his shadow to write various calculations, using the wasteland as a scratch paper, and tried his best to calculate.
Tom suddenly realized that if there was no one outside the library who knew numbers, it was probably not the eighth-level scholar next to him.
After hearing the birthday song, Daimen Benben's train of thought swayed, and a line of numbers vaguely emerged.
Tom understood that it was borrowing their brain power, but they would need to sacrifice their lives.
Li Yue nodded.
[I wish you a happy birthday ~ I wish you a happy birthday ~] Li Yue sang a song directly to Daimen Benben.
That time, Tom didn't even have time to remember.
The numbers continue to twist and copy, proliferating more chain-like details, pulling each other tightly, forming one lock after another...
It must be the shadow demon, and Miao Jing is probably not about to attack yet - why not?
With the addition of the Vikings, 108 generals and the Eight Kingdoms, Tom finally reached the limit of his brain power and could control 18 people at the same time, and he could also release the power of destruction at any time. Before the Cat and Mouse team could show their power, Tom's heretical words became
If Bing Yan is far away from this force, even the Seven Seasons Sect and the Bearing Sect will have to avoid it.
"It takes time." Li Yue's brain sulci are layer upon layer.
Coupled with the tangible water... that time, if the brain spirit was sewn to the outside of the scholar's head, it would basically be visible from the inside.
Each string of numbers was like a demon, swarming in front of Tom and burying the string of numbers that represented Damon's birthday.
And at the same time as this line of numbers appeared, Li Yue was instantly surrounded by a massive number of numerical symbols!
Tom felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a digital hell.
Aka has to release blood again.
Tom returned to Bingyan to talk, waiting for the good news from Li Yue.
"Sure enough, the demons in the vault are just killing people..." Miao Jingshu sighed with emotion.
…
[Just do that and wait for news from him...]
The Colosseum was suddenly empty, except for the two cups of tea on the ground that were still steaming with air-conditioning.
Li Yue even explained to Tom the embedding mechanism of the brain spirit.
[Sewing the outside of his brain, is that what you’re talking about? 】
Do you know that you still need it now?
"Forget it." Tom needs to kill seven demon sons at the same time, and the old goat's plan is not the smallest failure.
"1+1 equals 2, kid, or let's not forget it..." Miao Jing felt Ying'er's serious attitude, but felt that her eldest child might really be this material.
In fact, there is no need to ask Daimen's notebook. Li Yue knows that the demon scribe's weakness lies in his birth date, so he can be more targeted when inserting his thoughts into the thread of thought involved in the lock ring.
On the one hand, I want to optimize the crazy library people, and on the other hand, I am calculating the birth date of Daimen Benben. I haven’t seen through the old goat’s magic circle yet...
[Can’t I give you some brain power first? 】
Aka and Yingying came over, and Tom conveyed his thoughts to us, showing us Daimen Benben's thoughts, hoping that we could see something that we could see on our own.
Li Yue still didn't call out Miao Jing's name, but after speaking, he restored the communication method with the brain spirit.
Amidst the howls of siege beasts day and night, Tom enriched the templates in the Devil's Manual one by one, weaving heresies, and slowly expanded the types to 18 types.
"That one first." Miao Jing pointed to the calculation formula.
"It's not interesting..." Li Yue's head became deformed again, and then he smiled.
"Can he figure it out?" Tom's brain sulcus was stretched.
"Bad..." Although Li Yue's brain has been swelling and then shrinking, he is enjoying it.
[The brain spirits still cannot maintain their independence, but when you perform regression calculations, they will fall into a deep sleep...]
In addition to the old-fashioned Saiyan Cult, Leg Hair Cult, Cat and Mouse, etc., Tom also used Noley Moore, Spade, Minnie Minnie, Galarick, Copper Spoon and Li Yue as inspiration to create the Shadow Cult, Universe
Snail, Straw Hat Pirates, Dragon Knight, Lonely Mountain and Wisdom Society.
"It's scary after using it. The brain spirit can't be resurrected anyway. You can sew them back on the seventh day." Hannibal patted Li Yue on the shoulder and gave some instructions before the operation.
There are less than 60 brains in the library. Excluding the Seven Little Generals, Budiberg and himself, there are not enough.
As long as he finds Daimen Benben's birth date, Tom will do his best to help the Bone Cart Cult open his eyes and usher in this night of killing.
It is very convenient.
Li Yueze tied up seventy brain spirits before he could wait, and this was an important project to conquer eight library libraries.
What Aka pursues is blood and flesh, what Ying'er distorts is shadow, and he has no concept of numbers.
【Just do that.】
As time goes by, the Ice Eye becomes more and more active and can be smashed at any time, and the Centennial Killing Cup is also getting out of control.
"What does it have to do with him?" Ying'er said even more.
There are many connections between the numbers that appear out of order, forming one calculation after another, but Tom's intelligence cannot complete the calculation.
"What is he calculating??" Li Yue was awakened by Ying'er's calculations and frowned.
All the pressure was concentrated on Li Yue.
Compared with the old goat, killing Daimen Benben is more controllable.
"Which one does he want first?" The virtual page on Li Yue's right hand is full of calculations, and the magic circle shape of the Drizzle Corridor is under the virtual page on his left hand.
Tom directly threw this hellish calculation out of Li Yue's head.
When Miao Jing found her birthday, even if she wanted to squeeze out Aka's distortion, she was able to do it. She was not embarrassed for a while, watching Ying'er's laborious calculations and taking it easy.
Tom took back the 4 items, picked up Li Yue, and returned to the library. By the way, he changed into a suit of Hannibal's human skin, and prepared to directly perform brain suturing surgery on Li Yue.
Obviously, that was a way for the Demon Scribe to protect himself from the date of his birth - Miao Jing understood it as a combination lock.
Tom took out the binding thread, the pituitary gland, and the soul contract of a high-level monster - as long as the contract content is modified appropriately, the brain spirit cannot be connected to Miao Jing's brain to share brain power.
However, Tom has not yet released the heresy related to the library, and is just waiting for the moment of promotion to be seen by the world again.
"By the way, does he have enough brain power?" Tom suddenly remembered that before he was forgotten by Li Yue, the scholar once expected to access Tom's brain and obtain the brain power of Nao Ling.