"Not good!"
Meng Chao suddenly realized that, to him as he was now, whether it was the "Mother" or God Realm Experts, their power was far too great.
Even the near-death memories contained within the "microbrain," the faithfully recorded scenes of fierce battle, were not something he could endure.
The decisive battle between human civilization and the Monster Civilization was like a catastrophe in which a meteor struck a planet.
Never mind standing at the very center of the impact point at the instant the catastrophe occurred.
Even the aftershocks of that catastrophe, after cooling for hundreds of years, were not something ordinary Carbon-Based Life could easily endure.
Damn it, the "microbrain" has stored too much destructive information. Those unbearably painful stimuli were more than even the "Mother" and God Realm Experts could take. If they're all poured into the depths of my brain at once, my brain cells will be burst apart!
Meng Chao cried bitterly to himself.
He was like an insect beneath the feet of two herds of colossal beasts crashing into one another, or a skiff wedged between two incomparably massive whirlpools, struggling desperately to escape.
But the colorful, unfathomable whirlpool formed by the God Realm Experts' Life Magnetic Fields generated an enormous suction force, holding him tightly and gradually dragging him into the abyss of destruction.
Meng Chao kept stimulating his own brain, trying to condense his brainwaves into a mental blade that could pierce through the "microbrain's" memory scenes and awaken him from his state of deep sleep.
Yet he discovered that he seemed to have fallen into a sticky mental ocean, utterly unable to pull himself free.
This was an unprecedented and startlingly strange occurrence!
One had to know that when explorers came into contact with Primordial relics in Relic Number One, fragmented,