Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 243 The Newborn of Blood Candle Castle

What Zhen Cheng was terrified of was not that some ancient consciousness was reviving, wanting to seize something or something.Objectively speaking, Matar's consciousness has indeed completely disappeared.

It's just that the remaining things, those things that have been made immortal but lack the control of will, they become chaotic and crazy.That is no longer the origin of wisdom, but the chaotic ignorance that spreads like a virus.

"I understand, you don't want to implicate me if you violate the school rules. Anyway, I don't need it right now," Ai Luogensi had a tacit understanding, and couldn't bear to let Zhen Cheng be so weak and finish the sentence by himself:

"But I can't pull you out yet, you are right, this pool is weird."

Following the direction of Ai Luogensi, Zhen Cheng noticed a corpse lying beside the sunflower pool.

From the clothing of the corpse, it can be seen that he is a classmate who was still immersed in the pool just now.

Can only be judged by clothes.Because this guy has already changed beyond recognition.Every inch of his skin was covered with blue-purple cracks, and the violent arcane energy evolved crazily under the cracked skin, and the things under the skin had long since become unknown monsters.

Zhen Cheng had just seen a similar situation today.That group of people wanted to attack Blood Candle Castle for some stupid reason, but after seeing Senior Sister Shabu's true form, the god form completely fell into chaos, and it was derived from the original human body.

Zhen Cheng immediately realized that if the violent energy of Sunflower Demon Pool was allowed to break through her door of truth and pour into the depths of her own sea of ​​consciousness, then what awaited her would be the same fate.

At this moment, another student who was soaked in the pool water struggled up and crawled towards the edge of the pool.Apparently, like Zhen Cheng, he was paralyzed and lost his strength because he was too comfortable, and he couldn't climb up the edge of the pool after struggling several times.

Hardened, the sorcerer apprentice chanted the spell, and used his magic power to blow up the sunflower pool under him.Zhen Cheng was dumbfounded, but didn't even have the strength to ask Sister A to stop her.

Unleashing impact spells on the pure liquid arcane elements is like turning on a flamethrower and sweeping towards the gas station.

Zhen Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes, but the magic explosion that was expected to destroy the galaxy did not happen.After receiving the recoil, the sunflower pool "vomited out" the mage inside just like ordinary pool water.

The classmate from the School of Magic lay on the ground like a dead fish, showing a smile of the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

The smile lasted only three seconds.When he tried to stretch out his hands to support his body, he was surprised to find that his hands had turned into a lump of lavender slime.

Immediately afterwards, irregular streaks of light spread all over his body, and his entire body was gradually changing into something else.

Ten seconds later, his body was still intact.The dense cracks revealed a very beautiful light.But his essence has degenerated into a monster with chaotic consciousness and indescribable structure.

"Damn it," Zhen Cheng understood why Sister A didn't pull her out.The little magical power of the Sunflower Pond that has penetrated into the Gate of Truth will soon start to backfire after being disconnected from Matar's hippocampus:
"Go to the teacher. Ask Qu Yun to help me, I can hold on, hurry up!"

Hearing the words, Alogens immediately started running like a cheetah and rushed towards the lifting platform without any delay or order.

Zhen Cheng closed his eyes and his brain was overclocked.She said that she could hold on, just so that Sister A could do the most effective thing immediately, instead of wasting time because she was too worried about her.

But she clearly doesn't know enough about her new burly older sister.This one, like her, cannot be influenced by any emotional influence when necessary.

But in other words, in fact, Zhen Cheng felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.This is an irreversible and progressive slow death.

The students who entered the Sunflower Pond either tried their best to get out of the pool and died outside, or fell into chaos in the pool and died completely.

As the number of students in the pool decreased one by one, Zhen Cheng felt that the oppression on the door of truth in his brain became more and more unstoppable.

Originally, the power of more than a dozen powerful brains was distributed in parallel, and the knowledge of the whole world seemed to want to be squeezed into her head after being shuffled into irrelevant fragments.

What Princess Angora Rabbit said was true. Zhen Cheng felt that the power in his body was increasing at an unimaginable speed, as if maintaining this state, he would transform from a mortal to a god in a few hours.

But no matter how fast he becomes stronger, death is approaching him at more than twice the speed.Her door of truth couldn't hold up anymore.

No, you must save yourself!
The brain, which has gradually become dull under the impact of huge invisible energy, is running crazily after squeezing out the last bit of potential.There must be some way to save yourself!

Zhen Cheng first thought of Yan Ling, but she quickly dismissed this idea.Like the students who died tragically by the pool, Zhen Cheng is very confident that he can use the magic of words and spirits to block his connection with the Sunflower Demon Pool, but what about after that?

As for the influencing power directly acting on Matar's hippocampus, she couldn't do it.Not only is there a lack of strength, but how can people do things that they don't understand?
A primitive man may be able to knock out sparks with a stone by accident, but can you expect him to program a large-scale online game with a computer by accident?
Abandoning those unrealistic fantasies, Zhen Cheng grasped the last straw.

To be honest, using this power made her a little hairy.But this is not the world that was destroyed by her after all.Even if something similar happened in Blood Candle Castle, Qu Yun and the others should have a way to deal with it, right?
Didn't Ms. Mediana, the dean of the Academy of Magic, regard Qu Yun as an expert in dealing with paradoxes?
That's right, in a situation similar to the same desperation, what emerged in Zhen Cheng's mind was of course the experience of triggering the [primary image] at the critical moment of the great cathedral under the sea.

There is no [Original Reflection] in Blood Candle Castle, and even in Paradox, [Original Image] is definitely the most special category.But it is not without other strengths that can be borrowed here.

Immerse yourself in the door of truth, and feel the reality around you in the torrent of arcana and information.This is a very difficult job, much more difficult than it was in the Undersea Cathedral.

But Zhen Cheng immediately found a familiar force.It was a small bird the size of a palm, kept in a cage in a circular office with a dragon skeleton hanging from the ceiling.

It has no skin, one side is exposed to ribs, half is filled with abscess-like flesh and blood, and there are hundreds of tiny wings densely attached to its back.

Looking at the paradox created by himself in the exam from the perspective of where the door of truth is located, the inexplicable enlightenment when he looked directly at the [primary image] for the first time flashed again in Zhen Cheng's mind.She realizes the thing's name:
Contrary to the shadow, [body is lifeless].

　In line with the consistent academic spirit, the name of the last paradox marked here comes from "Sixth Patriarch Altar Sutra · Chance Product Seventh"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)