"If you want to use the stronger power of the Divine Feather on me," Sean climbed on the high-rise bookshelf with one hand while overlooking the scholars below, "It will definitely expose its core in an instant like just now... …”
The bookshelf that accidentally ignited lit up the hall, and Sean realized that if the fire continued to spread, he would probably be unable to breathe.
"The battle must be resolved as soon as possible."
When the psychic smelling salt took effect in the soul and Sean felt that his spiritual power had recovered a little, he fell to the ground and rushed straight towards the epiphany scholar.
“It’s soul concentration should also be somewhere between wine and mead… on par with me.
“But I have divine roots, so I will definitely get rid of the influence of divine feathers faster than him!
Sean had already figured everything out and rushed towards the mountain of "brain".
In the process, he saw the peripheral brain tissue of the enlightened scholar opening up like petals, revealing a human-shaped object whose surface was densely covered with cerebral sulci, arachnoid membrane, and cerebral blood vessels...
Near its prefrontal lobe, there is an object that is red and resembles an eyeball.
Sean squinted his eyes, and his spiritual power surged deep in his soul, revealing two burnt-yellow suns. Under the sun, there were dense spiers, as if they were an eternal distant city. In the red mist, stood the man from ancient times. of gods.
Sean's eyes seemed to turn into two red suns. The red sun was filled with a shadow that covered the sky like a solar eclipse. A black shadow that towered like a solitary peak projected from the depths of his soul and quickly extended towards the enlightenment scholar. The red nucleus between the forehead.
The red core body flashed with a burst of dark green cross light, and the color of the deep sea spread around. The dream seemed to have substance, the water of the deep sea filled the hall, and fantasy interfered with reality in an instant, extinguishing the flames that spread ruthlessly on the bookshelf.
Sean felt as if his soul was sinking into the deep sea in an instant.
He saw a building on the bottom of the sea that was so huge that it made him want to go crazy. In the center of the building was a huge thing whose details could not be seen clearly due to the dark water.
On the outline of the head, which has an oppressive feeling like a falling celestial body, many things like the snakes of the world can be seen squirming.
To Sean's surprise, he felt that this scene had a distant and ethereal familiarity.
It's not because Sean has witnessed the church that sank into the deep sea during the Melinas service, but a sense of familiarity from a longer time, as if this memory fragment comes from the mother's womb, or even the remnants of the fear that cannot be erased in the previous life. .
The huge head in the deep sea emitted low fluctuations from a grand dream. The huge underwater structures amplified the fluctuations. The part captured by the ears was lower than the song of any old whale, as if it was using the universe as a channel. A giant wheel that emits a whistle that can shake the stars.
Sean saw the ripples that seemed to be able to spread to the end of the world, spreading from the bottom of the sea, like a transparent sphere, expanding until it encompassed the entire world...
"What... is this?" Sean felt that his nerves had been stretched to the limit. If it weren't for the divine root, his heart would have stopped in this terrifying dream. "This is the old master who controls dreams." What? What did He do? It seems to have affected the entire world?..."
In the dim light of the sea, Sean saw someone walking on the soft white sand at the bottom of the ocean, slowly walking towards the ancient city that had been sleeping for who knows how many years on the bottom of the sea, towards the maddening ancient master...
She was wearing a plain white dress, with her long hair hanging loose, swaying like seaweed in the sea.
Penetrating the sea water, clear light enveloped her face.
Sean wanted to call out his sister's name, but he just called out a string of bubbles in the sea water that made him blind.
After getting rid of the influence of the nightmare scene just now, he suddenly remembered where he was and what he was doing.
"I must wake up!" In the deep sea, Sean's eyes flashed, and he burned his arm with the vicious attribute of the soul blade based on his feeling.
After shouting, Sean fell from the depths of the ocean into the hall of the old book cemetery.
Then, in the faint light, still trembling uncontrollably, he saw a strange sight.
The epiphany scholar's peripheral brain tissue is still open, and the human figure made of brains in the middle is covering his face and squatting, as if he is experiencing great fear!
Sean realized that this was an excellent opportunity to deal with his opponent. He used his nearly exhausted spiritual power to condense a vicious piercing weapon.
The vicious attribute had begun to erode his soul, adding a touch of violence to his emotions.
Before the vicious blade could be pierced, the enlightened scholar seemed to have suffered a mental breakdown. He suddenly retracted his sword, let out a sharp whistle, and quickly fled out of the hall like a receding wave.
Sean gasped in the faint light, lowered his head and took a breath of psychic smelling salts.
"Well……"
Hearing groans from behind, Sean's ectoplasm held the hot lighter and walked to the dying Professor Duke who was sitting under the bookshelf.
The crystal glasses were completely shattered, he was covered in blood, and every breath seemed to be accompanied by great pain.
Sean knew that the injury was so serious that even using the "Elixir Mist" could not save him.
"You are very powerful..." Levin Duke's eyes were blank, "I never knew before... It turns out that people can also make monsters feel fear..."
Sean looked down at the dying history professor without saying a word.
"I came here for knowledge...for knowledge that no one knows anymore." Duke gasped, "Just like you said, I was cursed by my obsession with seeking knowledge, which is why I ended up where I am today. .”
"Why did you tell me those three rumors?" Keeping the prey ignorant ensures that his guard is down, making him easier to capture. It stands to reason that Duke should avoid telling himself more information.
"I don't know." The corners of Duke's mouth turned up, and he didn't know whether it was because of pain or a helpless smile, "Maybe I actually hope in my heart... that someone can end all this.
"Mr. Misty... you don't need to be afraid of knowledge. You have enough ability and ambition to control this dangerous horse...
"However, maybe one day..." In the flickering light of the fire, Duke's face softened, "...you should be afraid of yourself."
The lenses became foggy due to the breath he exhaled, and his pupils became cloudy: "Thank you for giving me freedom..."
The chest stopped rising, Duke was gone.
Sean felt that his spiritual power had recovered somewhat. He loaded the revolver with bullets, holding the sacred dagger in his left hand and the pistol in his right hand, and slowly walked out of the reading hall.
"The epiphany scholar was very frightened." Sean thought as he walked, "Will it come to trouble me for a while..."
"However, this is definitely not the time to relax." Sean was still on full alert.
After walking not far, he saw that the stairway leading to the first floor had been destroyed and turned into a large pit with no steps.
Sean walked to the edge of the pit. The floating lighter illuminated the edge of the pit, and the smelly brain matter still remained.
"The enlightened scholar panicked and fled underground, crashing through the stairs."
Sean's spiritual power has recovered by one-third at this moment, leaving two spiritual bullets, five ordinary bullets, two bottles of holy water and one holy light bullet...
"I can still cope with troublesome situations..." He weighed whether to continue searching for information on the "Judas Ring".
“Crying students have gone into hiding due to failed integration.
"The enlightenment scholar was also severely injured by my divine feather and escaped without a trace..."
Sean realized that even though he wasn't in perfect shape, this might be a good time.
Without thinking any more, he jumped down the pit and stood on the first floor of the old book cemetery.
As soon as he landed, he saw several rows of bookshelves collapsed next to him, and a large pile of books dumped on the ground, like forming a grave.
The strange thing is that a wooden frame extends from the top of this "grave bag", and a small lantern hangs on the wooden frame, which is emitting a bright light.
"Why are there lights here?"
Shawn stopped just a few steps in.
Because he heard a groan coming from the pile of books.
