Magnetization Art (2)

"Ahahaha, that kick felt great! I'd hated the sight of him for ages."

"Who are you? Who are you?!"

"I caught you! I caught you!"

Under the westering Red Sun, Horned Demon staggered across the wilderness, sometimes shouting, sometimes bursting into laughter, endlessly babbling words devoid of logic.

Horned Demon was a madman now.

Yet at the same time, he was also a genius.

Far away, thousands of kilometers distant, Ronan watched quietly and came to that conclusion about Horned Demon.

Horned Demon truly was a genius. His perceptions on the Mental Layer were extraordinarily sharp, and he possessed his own Logic. From unexpected angles, he could uncover subtleties ordinary people found impossible to comprehend. He tasted soil, clods of earth, and powder, beginning with perceptions of Physical Nature and linking them to information on a broader level. Even now, Ronan could not understand how he did it.

No wonder that, despite his eccentric personality, he had still received Old You's personal guidance and been regarded as one of the Mental Side's most promising talents at the Xia City Branch.

But genius had made him, and genius had ruined him.

Horned Demon's current plight was also the result of his talent turning against him.

Precisely because his perception was so sharp, he could sense the contamination of Ronan's consciousness, catch traces of Ronan's existence, and instinctively detect the danger.

Especially in the laboratory, at the moment he kicked down the True God. Such a violation of convention had already gone beyond psychological suggestion. Ronan had completed it through Forced Control, exposing even more traces in the process.

As the void in the laboratory churned, the Horned Demon relied on his talent and unique "sense of smell" to trace it back, forming a kind of "scrying."

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