Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1075: Chapter 1073: Bronze Labyrinth (Part 5) Chapter 1075: Chapter 1073: Bronze Labyrinth (Part 5) There is a kind of beauty in a burst of inspiration.

Facing the severely reactive brain startled by the disturbance, Fu Qian couldn’t help but admire, not missing any detail.

Of course, Lady Cecilia seemed to think otherwise.

Stepping back, the one who had just expressed disgust now seemed unable to come up with new adjectives.

However, at the same time, she maintained her last bit of stubbornness, looking nauseous yet choosing to stare directly without turning away.

Excellent!

Fu Qian, who noticed this scene, did not skimp on his praise.

Although she is an ordinary person, such resilience suggests that she would go mad quite quickly if she were in the Supernatural World.

Fortunately, whether it’s an illusion or not, although the thing in front is bizarre, there has yet to be any direct mental impact discovered.

“Is this thing alive? Is it really what you call an endlessly growing brain?”

At this moment, Lady Cecilia finally regained her ability to speak.

And while she spoke, the brain even grew a bit larger than before, with some areas starting to distort from the strain.

“Pretty much.”

Fu Qian casually responded.

“However, to be precise, it should be ‘these’ things that are alive.”

These?

Seemingly infected by Fu Qian’s assured demeanor, Lady Cecilia’s emotions stabilized somewhat, but she still did not immediately grasp his meaning.

Fortunately, she soon got her answer directly.

The overstretched brain finally could not hold on any longer and a crack appeared on its surface.

A lump of flesh that seemed familiar slowly squeezed out of the opening.

So, that thing was inside? Were those the ones rumbling inside the brain just now?

The question was, how did they get in?

In an instant of realization, Lady Cecilia watched the fallen lump of flesh and let out a shrill scream.

As for her last question, it was soon answered.

The screaming lump of flesh, reacting as before, struggled towards the Gigantic Brain, frantically squeezing and burrowing on its surface, trying to dive back inside.

Unfortunately, it did not seem easy, and this was just the beginning.

After the first crack appeared, in a mere moment, the surface of the Gigantic Brain was full of holes, similar lumps of flesh falling like rain.

And their response was without exception – after falling, all screamed and struggled, gathering around the brain, trying to get back inside.

Uh—

Lady Cecilia, who had been on the verge of vomiting, finally could not bear it any longer, covering her mouth and rushing to the side.

“…Regardless of how it’s done, I’m curious, what exactly do you think the existence of these things represents?”

After a brief adjustment, she returned, still undisguised in her revulsion.

What do they represent?

Facing this question which bordered on artistic interpretation, Fu Qian contemplated briefly.

“The inclusion of thoughts and deep communication?”

Of course, all within the physical scope.

…

Fu Qian’s answer left Lady Cecilia speechless again.

The scene before her was just too bizarre, but regardless, the initial question had been answered.

“So the head you were looking for is here, what do you plan to do next?”

“Good question.”

Fu Qian expressed considerable appreciation for Lady Cecilia’s maintained logical ability.

“The situation seems quite clear; the owner of this brain, for unclear reasons, has thoughts that keep growing, attracting those below to communicate deeply without any reservations.”

“Their desires are so urgent that their heads have detached from themselves, gathered here, and not wanting to part even for a moment.”

“So, this time, my goal is to extract the enticing thoughts housed within this brain.”

Although phrased oddly, this was indeed Fu Qian’s conclusion.

This special Illusion Realm up to now hadn’t shown any overly complex elements, its direction was quite clear.

Also, another important point, as the abnormalities in front intensified, the instability of the current space could be felt.

Thus, no matter how you look at it, the Gigantic Brain in front seems to be the core of this illusion.

And if that entity behind everything wanted to leave something here, it seemed that it was right before his eyes.

Haha.

Unfortunately, Lady Cecilia didn’t seem too convinced.

“It’s clear they are indeed passionate… but I’m curious how you plan to extract it? Will you drill inside as well?”

Drill inside?

Fu Qian didn’t say anything further, stepping forward.

This expanding brain seemed to have a function to block perception, so the exact internal structure was not very clear.

But if there really was something hidden inside, the simplest method would be just to directly chop it up and see what remains.

But the key issue was, judging from the impact of the brain and the lumps of flesh on the illusion, it was likely that everything would disappear before he could begin chopping.

But if he didn’t proceed this way, did he truly have to find a channel and crawl in like those lumps of flesh?

The disgust was manageable, but it felt like this illusion might still not hold up.

A fragile treasure indeed, slightly troublesome!

…

Why not consider it from another angle; if I were the one who arranged all this, after using the previous methods to screen out Transcendents, what kind of method would I allow one to discover the secrets left here?

Fragility to some extent signifies a rejection of brute force; that is to say, the imagined destined person probably needs to use a bit of brains.

Brains of the Psychic Series realm?

Listening to the cries mixed like a tide beside his ear, Fu Qian, remembering the change after putting on the helmet, realized something.

Was it automatic before, and now manual?

Is it necessary to guide these sounds into meaningful information?

So, was that initial voice even a hint?

He quickly formed a plan, but unfortunately, in Fu Qian’s view, this didn’t help much with the current predicament for a simple reason—he was not of the Psychic Series.

So, if the guess was correct, theoretically, he was to be part of those filtered out.

This conclusion was indeed not too friendly. Hold on – who said he didn’t have any means of the Psychic Series?

In the next moment, Fu Qian suddenly recalled something.

There was a reward he had received which he had not used yet, and one of its core features was a massive psychic assault.

Gospel Blast.

Although it might be a bit intense, it’s hard to say whether it can maintain the current illusion, but he was already treating a dead horse as if it were alive.

Not to mention, he had also expressed a desire to spread the gospel; now was a good opportunity.

Thinking this, Fu Qian no longer hesitated, raising his hand towards the chaotic mass.

“Bold demon, reveal your true form now!”

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, an invisible blast far stronger than anything before, fiercely inundated the Gigantic Brain.