Reaching the Mad Finale
You will be Severe Punishment.
On the panel, the three Attribute strength, Constitution, and spirit were all ruthlessly erased by an invisible hand, dropping by a single point.
The golden core that Zhuo Yun Perfected Person had been standing Golden Core amidst the Berserk torrent of energy began to sway, trembled violently, and the cracks on its surface suddenly widened!
Its strength has diminished rapidly, like the receding tide, by several times!
What happened?
At this moment, Zhuo Yun Perfected Person was almost devoid of emotion, only feeling some resentment and doubt.
"Then let's add some more."
If he doesn't use his Free Attribute Points soon, he'll be completely dead.
Just before the Free Attribute Points on the panel were about to disappear, what hovered in his mind was not hatred for Number One Group, but... a distant figure.
That world he inhabited was supreme, existing like a natural phenomenon—
[The Venerable One].
In that instant, Zhuo Yun seemed to see Him.
An unquestionable idea, as if it were a divine mandate, seemed to pierce through the barriers of time, space, and dimensions, and was directly imprinted in his consciousness.
"Waste."
Almost at the same moment, on the edge of another scorched earth covered by high temperature and lava, matter and energy flowed like waves.
An entity whose outline Hindered Steps between reality and illusion emerged calmly from the embers of the energy storm, as if the impact were merely a gentle breeze.
It was Senior Investigator Victor.
At this moment, he no longer had a physical body, but appeared as a semi-transparent, pure soul. His physical body had been damaged earlier, and the Sanctuary had not been brought in at all.
That's why the direct damage caused to him by that devastating feast was minimized.
Victor's soul was indescribable in form, refusing to be stable, as if forcibly fused together from something strange.
Seconds later, without warning, countless tiny pores, like the mouthparts of leeches, bloomed on the surface of this soul. They simultaneously began to gnaw and whisper unconsciously, emitting a creepy, rubbing and wet sound.
Immediately afterwards, clumps of viscous flesh were "spit out" from those mouthparts. They wriggled in the air, Aggregation into a deformed skeleton that kept changing.
The flesh and blood rapidly collapsed and reorganized, and when it finally stabilized, it had reverted to Victor's previous ordinary, frail human male appearance, except that his skin was excessively pale and his eyes were frighteningly empty.
Victor's soul floated forward, merging naturally into this New Life "skin" as if it were wearing a garment.
"Ah... I knew it."
His voice, emanating from a human mouth, was eerily steady, yet laced with countless tiny frictions and damp sounds:
"The 'cleanup' has begun. Truly... an efficient and beautiful destruction."
Just then, a wisp of deep black flame silently emerged from the lava, precisely clinging to his ankle and then rapidly Spread.
The flame had no temperature, yet it brought a searing pain that went straight to the depths of his soul, simultaneously dissolving his New Life body and the Essence of his soul.
Victor lowered his head, looking at the Spread Black Flames, his face expressionless. He didn't even try to extinguish or disperse them, simply letting them Burn.
He merely glanced at the System Panel:
[Remaining groups: 15.46%]
"The time hasn't come yet... Oh well."
He moved his feet, his Burn Black Flames leaving deep pits on the glassy surface, and walked towards the altar.
At the center of the altar is his [Anchor], which he has already upgraded to Legendary quality.
"It's time... for this show to reach its deserved, insane finale."
A somewhat crazed voice came from Victor's body, but his face remained expressionless.
Victor's human arm reached into his chest with an unusually stiff yet precise motion—inside his body, into some unknown space constructed from flesh, mucus, a certain geometric structure, and solidified fear.
If Su Luo saw this, she'd be drooling with envy.
Portable space— Su Luo had never seen anything like it other than the System Space.
Victor slowly pulled out three cards and a blank container from it.
[Card Quality Breakthrough Card) ], [Full Conversion Card) ], [Reality Interference Card) ].
The card appeared small and fragile in his fingertips, completely out of place with the indescribable oppressive atmosphere that began to permeate the surroundings.
Those who use ignorance as a shield will ultimately be pierced by knowledge itself...
He murmured unintelligible sentences, a martyr-like solemnity on his face. However, on the "other side" of his Consciousness Entity, an unobservable dimension, an unspeakable Chaos, was violently churning, emitting an invisible Contamination that bent light and disgusted the world.
The [Comprehensive Transformation Card] is activated first, Lock-On the [Reality Interference Card].
The fragments are then consumed, upgrading its quality to Legendary.
Then, the [Card Quality Breakthrough Card] was used, and a massive amount of fragments poured in, totaling over ten million.
Epic Card!
All remaining fragments were thrown into the [Anchor].
The Black Flames clinging to him Burn even more fiercely as his power surged and his form changed, Spread throughout his entire body.
Dark red, viscous blood began to seep from Victor's ears, nostrils, and the corners of his eyes, but he seemed oblivious and paid no heed.
"My past, my Future, everything that can be relinquished... when the stars return to their places..."
His words began to break down, interspersed with many incomprehensible syllables.
His body underwent a horrific transformation. His lower body became a black, slippery substance, like melted, Goushi -smelling chocolate, constantly shifting in shape. Its edges writhed irregularly, sprouting brief pseudopodia or oculi, which then quickly retracted.
At the center of the torso, a tiny, bottomless hole appeared, constantly opening and closing, from which came layers of incoherent whispers:
"Those who sleep eternally are not the dead; in the mysterious ages, even death fades into silence..."
But this Ritual, this Sacrifice, this twisted ascension, is still not enough.
That's far from enough to communicate with that being, not even a tiny, insignificant "echo"—one in a billion.
Victor, still retaining his human upper body, stiffly turned towards the [Anchor] where the light Convergence.
His lower body Spread forward like a tide, enveloping him and the [Anchor] together, forming a constantly pulsating, oval cavity composed of translucent flesh and blood and an unknown substance.
Inside the cavity, Victor's voice played in reverse, along with a superposition of countless unfamiliar languages and terrifying frequency vibrations that could not be categorized as sound at all.
He was performing a tiny, blasphemous Ritual.
"Those who know the door offer a glimmer of light; those who thirst for knowledge offer coordinates..."
He sang hoarsely, each syllable causing a slight ripple within his body.
The [Anchor] gradually distorted, eventually transforming into an extremely faint perception that pierced through the temporary dimensional barrier of this battlefield and Diffusion towards an infinitely deep and incomprehensible dimension.
Victor saw it!