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However, Meng Chao had no chance of resisting. Just as he thought of fighting back, the seemingly enormous, sacred, and inviolable glorious will started to tremble violently.

Its billions of shining tentacles were reminiscent of the sun’s rays. They also danced wildly like the flagella of bacteria that were about to be wiped out by disinfectant. Instead of ordering Meng Chao, it seemed to be begging him to contribute data, as though this was a matter of life and death.

It appeared strong on the outside, but it was actually weak on the inside. As such, Meng Chao became even more clear-headed and struggled with all his might.

The tentacles of light that wrapped around Meng Chao seemed thicker than pythons, but they were all destroyed.

Cracks extended all the way along the tentacles to the inside of the enormous celestial head. This head, which had drifted in the boundless sea of stars for several billion years, could not stop the cracks in their tracks. With a pained expression, it opened its mouth and let out wails that were soul-piercing but could not be heard by human ears.

However, no matter how pained its expression was, it did not garner Meng Chao’s sympathy in the slightest.

Meng Chao watched coldly as the cracks in the giant head grew denser. Finally, they spread to its mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and every inch of its “skin.”
Its skin was no longer crystal clear. While it was as smooth as jade, it was riddled with holes like weathered rocks. It seemed to struggle for a moment, but it also seemed like it had struggled for billions of years before its huge head shattered in front of Meng Chao. It turned into specks of cosmic dust that scattered in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.

However, the cracks inside the giant head did not disappear with the collapse of the head itself.

On the contrary, the cracks appeared to break free from their seal and spread in all directions in the form of black ripples. They became entangled with the burning geometric bodies around them and spread to the end of the universe.

Of course, the shattered ripples spread to Meng Chao’s body as well.

The universe, along with Meng Chao, fell apart like the giant head and turned into ashes!

Meng Chao had already experienced countless deaths in the endless cycle of reincarnation.

However, he had never experienced such a painful and “thorough” death before.

The numerous deaths in the past seemed to surface from the depths of his soul and stack up. They turned into an inextinguishable karmic fire that ravaged his will continuously.

He no longer had eyes, so he could not stare at anything to distract himself.

He no longer had a mouth, so he could not shout or disperse the pain.

Meng Chao had lost all perception of time and space. It was as if he was in an infinite frozen hell, where he was being eternally judged.

An unknown amount of time passed. His soul and the billions of data that made up his soul were about to be completely annihilated in the never-ending death vortex.

Only then did the senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste slowly settled and returned to his body. It was like the rolled up dust from a collapsed building had landed.

However, that was all.

He could not sense any surging brain waves or strong intuition brought by the release of his spirit energy.

He could not feel the surging power, the confidence, and pleasure that flowed endlessly in his body like a great river.

He could not even feel his own heartbeat and breathing.

Even the information he could gather from his five senses were very basic and vague.

It was as if his body of steel that had surpassed the Deity Realm had been buried deep in the earth for a long time, so long that every organ, nerve, and muscle fiber had decayed. As such, he had turned into a bloated, rotten zombie.

It took Meng Chao quite a while to realize what he had gone through.

‘I’m Meng Chao, and this is the real world. We’re exploring the ancient ruins and preparing to rescue Battle God Lei Zongchao. Everything that happened earlier was just an illusion!’

Meng Chao swallowed but realized that his throat was swollen, and he could not make a sound.

He could only mutter to himself in his heart.

Speaking of which, “earlier” was really long ago.

It was so long that after Meng Chao gathered his strength for a full five minutes and stretched out his trembling arms, he was shocked by his skinny arms.

He originally had a pair of strong arms that could tear apart a battle tank or even an armored airship.

In the past, he had bulging muscles and full blood vessels. Whenever his spirit meridians ran at maximum capacity, it was as if two rumbling steam hammers had been installed on either side of his body.

However, right now, the flesh on his arms looked like they had been gnawed away by invisible insects. Only loose, striped skin was left hanging on his broken, crispy bones.

With such arms, forget blowing up a battle tank’s armor or the skull of an Apocalyptic Beast, even opening a can of beer would be a problem.

No, it was not just his arms.

Meng Chao touched his distinct ribs and discovered that the muscles that covered his bones like armor had disappeared like the flesh on his arms.

He had never felt so hungry and weak before.

Aside from not being able to move his body, breathing had become an extremely difficult task too.

“How… How long have I been trapped here?”

Meng Chao endured the nonstop dizziness and pain from his brain splitting open. He rubbed his temples gently and tried to activate his memories that had been sealed for a long time.

The answer was not optimistic.

Whatever the nature of his “future deductions” were, they required not only the mobilization of his brain cells and memory database. They even required the underlying logic that involved his personality and will to perform “advanced calculations” beyond the human imagination.

Such “supercomputing” would consume an astronomical amount of energy.

One should know that under normal circumstances, the weight of the human brain was less than 0.5% of the body’s total weight. However, the energy consumed could reach 15% or even 20% of the total energy consumed by the human body.

In addition, this was a state of “supercomputing” where thousands of future deductions had been performed.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment. He was sure that like hungry beasts, his brain cells had sucked the spirit energy in his body dry before devouring his steel-like flesh and blood.

“Where am I?”

Meng Chao took a deep breath and ignored the golden stars that he was seeing in his field of vision. He forced himself to turn his body and prepared to straighten his back to look around.

Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he saw a skeleton that seemed to be hanging upside down not far away.

The skeleton’s clothing and its helmet that had fallen off due to its exhausted flesh and blood were very familiar.

Meng Chao was taken aback for a moment. But he quickly remembered that Wu Haibo had prepared the standard protective suits and vitality magnetic field scanner for them before they left.

This was his companion, a rescue team member from the Red Dragon Army.

Meng Chao crawled toward the other party with all his might.

He discovered that the rescuer’s flesh and blood had been consumed by the mysterious power in his brain cells, just like him. Fierce flames had ignited from the depths of the rescuer’s brain. Hence, his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears had been burned into a mess. Only a layer of dark skin that covered his pale skull was left. He had been dead for a long time.