Chapter 580: Physical Attacks on the Spirit

If the situation permitted, Ying Duo would probably want to put the clown's red nose on Lin Xun and then dye his hair blue.

Ying Duo was interfered with by the mycelium, unable to charge up, so could only use other weapons to try to repel the mycelium; if it weren't for the many allies here, Ying Duo would probably have done more than just fire the flamethrower.

Flashbangs, poison‑gas bombs, and various other messy things—Ying Duo used a lot of them.

Seeing the situation, Qi Hengyu could only look to the Butterfly Whisperer beside him.

The fungal network is like a nervous system; it receives commands from the Core, and its strength lies in absolute synchronization—millions of mycelial strands can act as a single organism.

But its weakness also stems from that absolute synchronization.

The Butterfly Whisperer tried to tune his thoughts to the same frequency as the mycelial network.

It is not an easy task; the fungal colony is primitively ferocious, and he barely endured the brain‑rending shock, adjusting his "appearance" bit by bit until he was no longer an "alien" but merged within.

He attempted to infiltrate the colony's massive consciousness to locate Lin Xun's conscious core, then exert Qi Hengyu's "Balance" law.

A phoenix‑tail butterfly delved deeper along the mycelial network; the closer to the Core, the more violent the surrounding consciousness became.

The fragile butterfly pressed on against the storm, even though it seemed it would be swept into the vortex and have its wings torn, falling into dust forever—yet it continued.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally reached the deepest part of that consciousness and saw Lin Xun.

Deep within Lin Xun's consciousness there was also a giant mushroom; he kept staring at that mushroom, unmoving.

Before Si Jing could remark on how surprisingly calm Lin Xun's inner consciousness was, a voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

"You are the Core, you are the pinnacle of evolution, you need not resist, only be crowned..."

Countless voices seemed to arise from all directions at once—male, female, old, young—and their simultaneous chorus bombarded his brain.

In reality, the Butterfly Whisperer let out a gasp and spat a large mouthful of blood.

His consciousness had been severely damaged, now inflicting a huge impact on his physical body.

The phoenix‑tail butterfly prepared for a long flight, yet remained too fragile; even if it braved the storm to the end, it could not finally confront it.

Seeing others entangled by mycelium and Si Jing's mental probe faltering, Meng Kexin gave Xie Jingyan a glance; Xie Jingyan instantly understood and swapped positions.

Meng Kexin retreated with her pinkish war hammer, and the direction she had been blocking was now shared by Xie Jingyan.

She placed one hand on the Butterfly Whisperer's shoulder, using the phosphorescent trail left by the phoenix‑tail butterfly, braving the storm to quickly locate the depths of Lin Xun's consciousness.

After arriving here, Meng Kexin did not enter on her own but stopped at the edge of Lin Xun's consciousness.

She saw a phoenix‑tail butterfly with half its wing torn, clinging to Lin Xun's shoulder, motionless, like a dead object.

Lin Xun's consciousness, together with the Butterfly Whisperer's, seemed forcibly sealed by something—what mushroom is that?

Out of caution and to save time, Meng Kexin chose a simpler method.

Perhaps because Lin Xun and she had met a few times in the Academy, Lin Xun had a strong impression of her, so she could still retain a human appearance instead of, like the Butterfly Whisperer, molding her consciousness into a phoenix‑tail butterfly to reduce Lin Xun's resistance.

Projecting this out is rather laborious.

Meng Kexin weighed the war hammer in her hand; as previously mentioned, she was quite satisfied with the weapon Ying Duo had crafted for her.

As Special Ability Practitioners of the Consciousness Law, isn't their greatest advantage that they can directly harm an opponent's spirit?

Meng Kexin hoisted the massive hammer and charged forward; a single blow sent Lin Xun flying, and the Butterfly Whisperer, forcibly trapped by that eerie voice, was startled by Lin Xun's launch.

The phoenix‑tail butterfly was so frightened it nearly jumped, flapping its wings to try to escape, but due to its severely damaged wings it wobbled and crashed to the ground.

Hard to imagine that such a creature secretly assassinated Bai Mu Yun?

Although most Special Ability Practitioners of the Consciousness Law indeed operate this way—striking unexpectedly, killing unseen— even a brief lapse of mind can be exploited for a fatal blow.

But Meng Kexin herself is already near the pinnacle of the Consciousness Law; even if her development is still a bit rough, it is sufficient.

For example now, the Butterfly Whisperer knows many psychological suggestion techniques—how to steer the opponent's thoughts toward his desired direction, then intervene with his Aberrant Arts, gradually trapping the opponent…

In fact, most of the time Meng Kexin follows this path, but faced with the current situation, her choice is more direct, since she need not worry about the opponent's consciousness integrity.

"... Why, must you struggle..."

Another Lin Xun grew straight out of the ground; the Butterfly Whisperer, scared, hurriedly beat his wings, only managing a single‑winged spin close to the ground, and Meng Kexin simply picked him up and shoved him into her pocket.

She scanned the surroundings; countless Lin Xun were sprouting from the ground, mycelium continuously bursting outward, forming the shape of Lin Xun.

In their eyes there was no pain, only a monotonous blankness.

Although it's quite unsettling, Ying Duo often does this, and that guy knows his actions will scare others and does it deliberately, so Meng Kexin has developed some resistance.

It's as if she saw a pack of Ying Duo going berserk around her.

Meng Kexin squinted, gently rubbing the hammer's grip with her hand, already ready for battle.

"You are not Lin Xun; you are that 'God?'"

Lin Xun surrounded her, and in response to Meng Kexin's question, merely tilted his head.

Countless Lin Xun.

Countless—hundreds of thousands—people nodding at her.

"I see, Lin Xun is not the core of this colony uprising; at most he's a desk lamp."

A desk lamp that continuously emits light, dutiful and reliable.

The one who pressed the switch is Fang Zhiyan, and the one providing the energy… naturally is the very target of their expedition.

Lin Xun's Consciousness Space suddenly began to tremble violently; the Lin Xun that Meng Kexin had just hammered into the air seemed to slowly rise again.

"I want… to stop…"

The voice was very faint, but Meng Kexin heard it.

"Then stop," she said.

In reality, Meng Kexin opened her beautiful purple eyes, gazing sharply at Qi Hengyu.

"Use Aberrant Arts on that mushroom!"