Comprehensive Anime: My Five Senses Are Linked with the Proud Daughters of Ten Thousand Worlds Chapter 17

The divine might of a Star God, accompanied by a downward glance, enveloped Jiang Lianqiu.

A mere glance from the Star God was enough to engulf Jiang Lianqiu's consciousness in an almost boundless divinity.

He knew very well that he was currently influenced by the Hunt Star God. His memories, emotions, and everything else remained unchanged, but his perspective on all things in the world had unconsciously begun to resemble that of a Star God.

Could the power of a Star God pierce through the barriers of the universe?

No, this connection wasn't achieved because of the Hunt, but... because of myself.

This caused Jiang Lianqiu, who was currently "forced into absolute rationality," to feel a touch of surprise.

Absolute rationality also made Jiang Lianqiu's mind unprecedentedly sharp, and he finally captured a detail that had been gradually overlooked by him over the years.

Omega-12 Hertz, the Natural Authorizer, his own Soul Pop.

The true reason why the Rogue Mecha Servant's attempt to certify him as a living display failed, ultimately resulting in him becoming a Controlled Mecha Servant!

Enough, let's get down to business first.

Dispelling the slight surprise in his heart, Jiang Lianqiu slowly landed on the ground. He raised his right hand, and the tip of his index finger touched the Manuscript Volume Two.

To track a prey, one must first know the prey.

Jiang Lianqiu needed to expose the polluting information hidden within the Manuscript Volume Two.

Originally, Belfast had proposed three sets of plans with the AI's assistance at the central starport, but clearly, those plans were no longer needed.

As he looked at this manuscript, it meant that a Star God from another universe was also looking here.

If it were the true culprit behind this polluting information, it would be one thing, but it was merely a trace left on Earth by its source, unable to withstand the gaze of a Star God.

Even though the Star God's gaze had been weakened to a certain extent after being filtered through the cosmic barrier.

In an instant, the edges of the thick stack of manuscripts began to ooze a black, viscous substance akin to asphalt.

The text printed by the printer's ink on the white paper twisted and writhed, forming various incomprehensible runes.

At the same time, the alarm sounded again in the laboratory.

"Warning, Class Three information pollution detected!"

"Warning—"

"Shut up!" Belfast snapped, and the broadcast sending warnings immediately fell silent.

A moment later, Jiang Lianqiu—and everyone in the laboratory—heard whispers that seemed to come from the depths of space.

"...Carcosa...Hastur...Yhtill..."

"I?! I?! TextusExOblivione!"

"I?! I?! TextusExOblivione!"

Jiang Lianqiu: "—!!!!!"

Even for him at this moment, his face finally showed shock.

Those strange, distorted syllables that human minds couldn't comprehend were precisely captured by Jiang Lianqiu as a noun when a Star God, along with him, looked at the polluting object.

In an instant, the Manuscript Volume Two turned to ash, and Jiang Lianqiu closed his eyes, murmuring a name that only he could hear.

Hastur...

The King in Yellow, the Feaster from Afar, the Emerald Lama.

The Unnamable, the Lord of the Deep Space Stars.

Cthulhu's cousin and mortal enemy.

The Great Old One who symbolized "wind."

Jiang Lianqiu felt an immediate urge to order the mobilization of all the military forces he could muster to completely destroy the Pleiades Star Cluster in one go.

Because according to legend, Hastur's true form was imprisoned by the Old Gods on a planet orbiting Alcyone, a star in the Pleiades Star Cluster.

Impossible. Not to mention the Mecha Servants at their peak, the current starport definitely cannot directly confront the true form of a Great Old One.

No... if those things truly existed in this universe, why didn't they appear when the Mecha Servants and the Eradication Protocol fought so fiercely back then? Why are there no relevant records left?

There must be some crucial missing clue that prevents me from connecting everything I have now.

The priority, as expected, is to clean up these things on Earth.

With a thought, the power of The Hunt's Path followed the last trace of polluting information that was about to completely dissipate, silently penetrating the Silver Crown Tower Building.

Light invisible to anyone scattered across the sky, heading towards all parts of the world.

Having done all this, Jiang Lianqiu voluntarily stopped mobilizing the power within him, which had been confirmed to belong to The Hunt's Path.

In an instant, Lan's gaze was forcibly severed.

The next second, Jiang Lianqiu was engulfed in a soft, fragrant embrace. Belfast grabbed the back of his head in front of all the mecha servants and buried his face in her chest.

Jiang Lianqiu: (▽｀)~~

"Master! You're finally back!"

Belfast's voice was filled with the joy of having him back, and her beautiful, rose-purple eyes were glistening with moisture.

"What just happened? I feel like the Master... suddenly became so distant from us..."

"Ngh...!"

"Master?"

"Belfast, I'm going to suffocate if you keep this up..."

Jiang Lianqiu pushed her slender shoulders with both hands and pulled his head out.

"So, Master, what exactly happened?"

Belfast took a step back, her usual elegance completely gone.

Jiang Lianqiu thought for a moment, then smiled and explained, "Simply put, I invited a 'god' from another world to take a look at the manuscript that had already turned to ash. The power that descended as that god's gaze fell upon me allowed me to temporarily enter a way of thinking similar to theirs."

Belfast: "……?"

"So, that god just glanced at the manuscript we obtained, and the manuscript exploded?"

"Are you still a little blackie?" Jiang Lianqiu's brain twitched, and he immediately revealed his chicken feet.

Belfast: "???"

How am I a little blackie! All the hair on my body has been a uniform color for so many years!

Master even said he liked white hair the most before (feeling wronged)!.