Chapter 603: Each One's Ally

The Red Angel Evil Spirit tilted its head, gave Lei Kedun a glance, its eyes full of mockery, and said disdainfully:

"You little brat, want to swap opponents with me? Let Uncle here go teach that little crow a lesson for you, avenge you."

"Fine." Lei Kedun smiled lightly and nodded.

As he spoke, his right hand gently brushed the lamp wall of the Wishing Lamp, and he said casually:

"Gather all A Meng in the city, including those in the nearby spirit realm, no—gather every A Meng within your power range."

"Don't be embarrassed like earlier, having the A Meng easily alter the influence you imposed."

Golden water flowed out from the spout of the Wishing Lamp, quickly coalescing into a golden silhouette full of distortion and chaos.

The Lamp God looked at Lei Kedun in a flat tone and said gravely, "This is the second wish."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of pale gold light erupted from the Lamp God, warping the surrounding rules.

In the silent moment, many figures appeared on the square: pigeons, crows or seagulls circling in the air, tiny ants, flies, humans dressed as postmen or sailors, even lifeless leaves and dust in the air.

The silhouettes of A Meng filled the entire open square, as if the Lamp God had pulled all things parasitized by A Meng within the Northern Province into here.

After completing this, the Lamp God's figure dimmed considerably; he said nothing more, and slipped back into the Wishing Lamp, apparently having expended too much power.

"Ha, this is the dignity of a Lamp God; I feel all the A Meng of Xi Bairang are here now."

Lei Kedun murmured a sigh; if the A Meng hadn't previously deceived the Lamp God's wish, the Lamp God wouldn't have worked so hard to pull all the A Meng here, nor agreed to grant Lei Kedun a second wish now.

His gaze swept rapidly through the crowd, spotting Daniz in a corner, who had ordered a monocle for himself.

All beings and objects parasitized by A Meng simultaneously looked up, removed the monocle perched over their right eye, cupped it in their palms, and muttered something softly.

Soon, streams of light shot out from their bodies and surged into the A Meng residing in the Corpse Bone Cathedral.

The evil spirit of Mei Diqi·Suo Lun·Ai Yin Huoen tilted its head toward Lei Kedun and said in a strange tone:

"You fellow, you don't have any odd fetishes, do you? Actively granting that little crow extra usable power."

On both sides of his cheeks, two long scars split open, as if sprouting two extra mouths, one facing forward, one backward, speaking:

"Having gathered so many traits, the A Meng avatars here have already reached Sequence Two level; we need not clash with them directly."

"For us, fully mastering this 'Conqueror' trait is the most important matter."

"Ha, two cowards—have they been killed once before, scared into a psychological shadow?"

Suo Lun and Ai Yin Huoen's consciousnesses roared in unison, retorting: "Shut up!" "Shut up!"

"Die once more, and we won't even have a chance to be evil spirits again."

Such a psychologically unstable fellow, when facing Adam, is a time bomb that could explode on his own side at any moment; Lei Kedun's cold gaze swept over the internally conflicted Red Angel Evil Spirit, then turned toward Adam and the A Meng emerging from the Corpse Bone Cathedral.

Having reclaimed all traits and elevated this avatar's power to Sequence Two, the A Meng smiled lightly, walked up to Lei Kedun, pinched the monocle over his right eye, and said with a grin:

"You dragged all my avatars here; are you worried about who I might discover? Pa Lies? Or that 'Fool'?"

Lei Kedun ignored the A Meng's words; he could clearly feel the 'spiritual plague' on his body about to erupt.

A silver, pure, long river spread out from beneath Wu Luoliu Si's feet, not forming a loop but continuously surging forward, growing faster and more intense.

Ethereal, fleeting water sounds swished around Lei Kedun's ears, breaking his chaotic thoughts, gradually calming his spirit and restoring his sanity.

It was then he realized his ability to dematerialize his body into data had been stolen by the A Meng.

Under Lei Kedun's gaze, the A Meng's body gradually dematerialized, breaking into streams of information that surged outward. Before these streams could disperse, they reversed along the same path, reconstituting the A Meng's figure.

The silver river beneath Wu Luoliu Si's feet at some point formed a closed loop, initiating a cycle of fate.

Lei Kedun seized the chance, extending his right hand clad in a mechanical glove; the bronze glove emitted faint, dim, colorless glimmers that seemed composed of countless illusory entities.

These lights floated slowly around, forming patches that appeared delicate yet conveyed an overwhelming heaviness.

Upon the light patches drifted images of humans discovering fire, emerging from caves, building houses, smelting steel, forging tools—fragments that bear ages, history, and the civilization of human society.

These fragments of civilization floated over the square, forming an immensely heavy historical scroll that enveloped both the A Meng and himself.

The A Meng once again became a torrent of information, surging outward, yet unable to leave this mottled historical scroll.

Beyond the scroll, the Red Angel Evil Spirit fell into severe self-contradiction, losing combat ability, leaving only Wu Luoliu Si and Ai Ruihuoge to hold back Adam.

The battle in the mental realm soon concluded; even with the luck granted by Wu Luoliu Si and the power borrowed from his former divine kingdom Levi'sheid, Ai Ruihuoge was swiftly defeated by Adam.

The Ancient Sun God is a nightmare he cannot forget, also a flaw in his psyche; within the dream battlefield crafted by Adam, he was again defeated by the Ancient Sun God, but Wu Luoliu Si's blessing allowed him to escape the dream world in time.

After the mental realm's conflict ended, Adam looked at Wu Luoliu Si with a gentle expression and said calmly:

"If you now bring Mei Diqi back to the True Creator, you can still use the authority of 'Fall' to restore his condition."

Wu Luoliu Si shook his head calmly, said nothing, and declined Adam's proposal.

The next second, his expression turned painful and ferocious; his eyes reddened like blood, and fine silver scales surfaced on his exposed skin, reflecting numerous mysterious ancient patterns that interlinked into circles.

Countless negative, extreme emotions and thoughts sprouted in his heart, repeatedly assaulting his mental defenses, making him want to destroy everything around him, to tear apart his own flesh and soul.

As Adam spoke, he infiltrated the mental world surrounding Wu Luoliu Si with a virtual persona, stirring a 'mental storm' that shattered his mental shield and triggered the seed of the previously sown 'spiritual plague'.

The 'mental storm' forced Ai Ruihuoge out of the mental realm; a mountain-sized dragon body rose above Belen's Port.

The three-dimensional symbols on the dragon's scales grew chaotic, the pale gold vertical pupils turned murky, as if filled with various extreme emotions and desires.

Silently, a dense black mist, as thick as viscous liquid, enveloped the sky over the entire city, embodying the myriad dark, negative emotions and desires in people's hearts.

Within the thick black mist, crimson bubbles—like coagulated blood—continuously churned and burst, sending rings of scarlet ripples outward, uncontrollably stirring anger, sorrow, pain, greed, vanity, arrogance, melancholy, and other emotions and desires in people's hearts.

The endless black mist surged from top to bottom, instantly engulfing all of Belen's Port, pulling every living being there into the abyss of desire.

Various emotions and desires intertwined, mutating within the black mist into demons that sprouted massive curved goat horns, a pair of membranous wings, and were wreathed in crimson and pale blue flames.

They are not real demons, but manifestations of extreme desire and emotion; yet in some ways they are more dangerous than demons, as such extreme desire and emotion are highly contagious, making them especially perilous to angels already in poor mental condition.

In midair, the gray‑white scales on Ai Ruihuoge's draconic form continuously exuded a black, viscous liquid that had gathered various emotions and desires.

As the negative emotions and desires sprouting in his heart were drawn out, the dragon's pale gold vertical pupils cleared quickly, and with the massive membranous wings flapping, it re‑entered the mental world.

Within the collective unconscious sea, the 'mental storm' swept again, the surrounding 'celestial phenomena' changed rapidly, spiritual perception of the surroundings was heavily interfered with, and Ai Ruihuoge was confined in place, unable to leave the battlefield to retrieve 0-08.

On the ground, Wu Luoliu Si slowly straightened his body; as silvery light flickered, the viscous liquid clinging to his skin dripped onto the ground, emitting a sizzle of corrosion and rising wisps of black smoke.

Amid the rush of sound, the ground around the square was violently torn open from within, and black, snake‑like tentacles quickly sprouted from the dark fissures.

These purposeful tentacles coiled toward the demons spawned from extreme emotions and desires, continually spreading upward, probing into the thick, heavy black mist in the sky.

At the tip of each tentacle grew an eye, either closed or open; anything they saw instantly turned into gray‑white stone.

The demons entangled by the tentacles twisted directly, extending human limbs and heads from their bodies' surfaces, becoming women of various sizes, women with very fine appearances.

(End of chapter)