A vast flood of information poured into Adam's consciousness.
Because of the fundamental differences between them, the information within the Uncertain Mist was as chaotic and incomprehensible to Adam as reading a pirated copy of Daoist Weird Immortal with some word meanings reversed.
Still, the keywords extracted from it gave Adam sufficiently distinctive information to identify it.
If it had merely been the Uncertain Mist, it might have been a mistranslation during information filtering; there was an entity called the Nameless Mist that could have been confused with it.
It was Azathoth's eldest son and Yog-Sothoth's father.
But combined with the other things he had seen in the information, such as the Child of Chaos and the Country of Disorder, he could basically confirm that this was the Uncertain Mist from Lord of the Mysteries.
"Outer God? Great Old One? Half a pillar?"
Adam glanced at the Uncertain Mist, which his order was gradually invading and reshaping in his own image.
"Seems like that's all there is to it..."
Still, he could not underestimate this world because of that. The main reason he could deal with the Uncertain Mist so easily was that he was immune to the effects of corruption, while it was not.
To the Uncertain Mist, was Adam not a form of corruption as well?
In fact, he was a hybrid corruption of vengeful ghosts, order, and decay—an overpowered three-in-one package.
When both sides possessed such influence over each other's essence, yet one side was immune to it, the gap created by that advantage and disadvantage was a gulf beyond crossing.
Besides, their clash of order just now had been a contest of both raw power and mechanics. As everyone knew, when it came to mechanics, Adam's advantage in rank would be brought into full play.
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