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Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 459 - 458 Spreading the Gospel (Thanks to ’Tofu Xiaomimi’ for the reward)
Seemingly having heard Yan Hai's roar, Zhou Bai and all the students turned their heads together, and Yan Hai saw that each of their faces was so expressionless, so numb, just like walking corpses, devoid of any sign of life.
Gu Tianle looked at him, a strange smile appearing on his face, as Yan Hai saw tiny black things, resembling little bugs, crawling across the other's face, forming a line of text.
"Do you think you're really normal?"
"Do you think sanity... really matters?"
The next moment, Yan Hai felt a sudden sharp pain drill into his mind. He screamed miserably, throwing the book he was holding onto the ground and clutching his head with both hands.
It felt as though something forced its way into his mind, like a black tide, constantly sweeping over his sea of consciousness, filled with all manner of crazy thoughts and sinister whispers roaring in his brain, gradually eroding his sanity, destroying his fragile senses.
The calamity of folly had been triggered... Yan Hai's mind kept being filled with the pollution flowing from Zhou Bai, quickly reaching 50 points and entering a state called "Delusion."
Zhou Bai silently muttered to himself, "Delusional state, forming mental trauma, exhibiting distrust towards everything, senses hallucinating, refusing help from others, and even leading to infighting, attacking one another..."
"Gu... Tian... le..." he struggled to lift his head, as the world before his eyes seemed to turn grey and absurd.
The corners of that man's mouth split open all the way to his ears, sharp fangs like daggers protruding out, and pitch-black worms wriggled out from beneath his skin, forming twisted characters.
The air was filled with a pungent odor like that of a swollen, rotting corpse several days old.
Yan Hai felt intensely that underneath the skin of the man before him lay an evil unfathomable to humans.
"It's all wrong... This guy, Gu Tianle... he's not human at all..."
Yan Hai looked around and saw the divine beings staring at him with cold expressions, slowly revealing sinister smiles. Their bodies twisted, and tentacles, each with a sucking disc, crawled out from their sleeves and trouser legs...
Ah! With a ferocious roar, Yan Hai unleashed his Primordial Spirit force and attacked those divine beings.
Conflict erupted at that moment, and the people who had lost their wisdom wore expressions of foolishness and mania.
As Zhou Bai's mouth opened and closed, they listened to the vague whispers near their ears, roaring as they lunged towards those beside them.
The remaining ambushed Seventh Realm masters felt something was amiss and tried to attack Gu Tianle, only to find that unknowingly, the ground, walls, and ceiling were covered in black, foul-smelling, twisted characters.
Gu Tianle's body and the space around him seemed to have split into countless small cubes, constantly flickering and shifting.
Watching the eerie transformations of the matter Gu Tianle had become, tears streamed continually from their eyes.
Meanwhile, Yan Shan charged towards the Elixirs and Magical Treasure in a crazed manner, as if intending to shatter all the elixirs with the outburst of his Primordial Spirit force.
Behind Yan Shan stood Zheng Wenguang, looking stupendously foolish; as he listened to the whispers by his ear, he slowly extended his hands, gripping his own throat, the veins on his hands bulging, seemingly intent on strangling himself to death.
The scene turned incredibly chaotic in an instant. The four sane, Seventh Realm powerhouses, some defended against Yan Shan's attack, some went to save Zheng Wenguang, some attempted to stop the maddened crowd, while others tried to capture the cubes that Gu Tianle had transformed into.
Twisted characters flashed incessantly before their eyes, and terrifying evil thoughts flooded their minds.
By the time they realized what was happening, their bodies seemed to no longer be under their control. The scenery of the Material World became increasingly bizarre, eventually all perceived objects turned into blurry colored cubes, and tears flowed even more turbulently from the corners of their eyes...
Among Yao Ying's piercing screams, she was devoured by countless colored cubes, herself becoming part of them.
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One day later, in the Heaven's Plague Department.
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Yan Zhen's face turned an ashen hue as he looked at the information before him, "In less than three weeks, a total of nearly one million points worth of elixirs? Magical treasures?"
"Are all these immortals pigs?"
The subordinate in front of him said, "My lord, the Zi Yang True Monarch from the Thunder Department has arrived, and the Fighting Department has also sent someone over, it seems like the bigwigs from the Heaven Department are also inquiring into this matter..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen grew even more irate, "What do they mean? Do they expect me to compensate? My people were also injured."
The subordinate said anxiously, "But they say... the elixirs were all taken away by Lord Yan Shan. At the final conflict scene, it was Lord Yan Shan who destroyed all the elixirs, magical treasures."
"Unfilial son!" Yan Zhen exclaimed angrily, "That little beast!"
...
At the Mental Treatment Center of Central City.
Plague Department's cultivator, the special envoy 'Qiu Xingze' was walking down the corridor outside the observation room, holding detailed information about the recent violent conflict.
He thought to himself, 'It's been almost three weeks, and there's a total loss exceeding one hundred points worth of elixirs, magical treasures.
Even more, over a hundred celestial beings were severely injured in yesterday's violent conflict.
Based on the statement from the West Mountain City security team, when they arrived at the scene, they found two torn pages of a book with strange writings on them, which made people feel abnormal with a mere glance.
The smell kept emanating from the ground, the walls, and all the celestial beings had tear stains on their faces that were yet to dry, many of them spouting delusional ramblings.
After investigating the materials, it was evident that these celestial beings were divided into different ranks, with clear rules established, and every so-called 'lecture' had a fixed process.
The authorities now suspect that this was a case of bewitching the celestial beings into joining a cult, then performing some form of nefarious ritual, leading to distortion and ultimately causing some celestial beings to go mad.
All things potentially related to this evil rite have already been sealed away, and my task is to investigate what exactly went on.
Was it the awakening of an Evil God? An aberrant mutation? Or perhaps a phenomenon caused by a twisted Ninth Realm Magical Treasure?'
While perusing through the information, Qiu Xingze had arrived at a hospital room door. A staff member opened the door and introduced, "Ever since he arrived here, he hasn't spoken a word; he probably has spiritual trauma. And... he seems very afraid of squares. We had to remove all square-shaped objects from the room. You don't have anything of that sort on you, right?"
Qiu Xingze shook his head at this information and walked in to see Yan Hai sitting in a corner of the room, hugging his legs in silence.
Sitting down in front of him, Qiu Xingze tried to sound as gentle as possible, "Yan Hai, right? You're Yan Shan's brother?"
Yan Hai's gaze remained motionless, as if Qiu Xingze in front of him simply didn't exist.
After a moment, Qiu Xingze said, "The damage you two caused is nearly a million points. I've heard that the gods and celestials from other departments have gone to Yan Zhen seeking compensation.
However, with Yan Zhen's status, he probably won't have to pay the full 100 million points, but even if it's just tens of thousands, that's no small sum, plus the medical and nutritional expenses for the other celestials — you brothers have injured quite a few people."
Yan Hai's gaze shifted slightly, his voice ethereal, "Have you... ever seen the truth of the world?"
Qiu Xingze grew curious, "The truth of the world? What is that?"
Yan Shan: "The five senses of humanity are too insignificant; we're utterly incapable of sensing the truth of the world. Only by abandoning reason, only by embracing madness and folly, can we link all of the information together, can we glimpse that sliver of essence..."
Yan Hai's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism, a hint of greed, "Just like what I experienced that day."
Qiu Xingze frowned slightly, "This person, Gu Tianle — what do you know about him?"