Chapter 1124 - 1124 1123 Collapse of the Myth

Chapter 1124: Chapter 1123: Collapse of the Myth Chapter 1124: Chapter 1123: Collapse of the Myth Han Dong had confirmed one thing ever since he met Green.

The Madness Attribute from Green, was definitely one of the rarest and most superior abilities among demons… It was not merely an intangible spread in the domain, but also an influence on the level of cause and effect.

One would have to come into contact with Green, whether indirectly or directly.

Whether it was through conversation, battle, or even just a fleeting glance of Green, one would be subtly invaded by madness, which would then evoke various emotional changes to induce madness within the individual.

Subsequently, Han Dong further observed through the Demon Eye.

During “The Contest”.

All participants in the selection process were tainted with a touch of Green’s madness, and some even developed murky spots within their bodies.

The Saint might have been able to resist this form of invisible madness through the continuous presence of the Golden Domain.

But once there was a gap—especially during Green’s several close-range attacks—they successfully transmitted ‘Madness’ into the Saint’s body, even affecting the Saint’s emotions to some extent.

The display of anger was also a side effect brought on by the substance of madness.

Having confirmed this, Han Dong’s plan was silently underway.

…

In the core cavern within Green’s body.

To prevent the Saint from escaping the channel, Green did everything possible to obstruct.

Han Dong, playing the role of an ‘observer,’ remained still throughout the entire process.

In reality, Han Dong was merely waiting for the right moment, for a certain value to reach a standard, waiting for the accumulation of the mad substance in the Saint’s body to reach a lethal concentration.

As Green successfully plunged the Black Blade into the Saint’s body time and time again, a large amount of madness was injected.

The values met the mark comprehensively, even exceeding Han Dong’s expectations.

Now, all Han Dong needed to do was one thing.

To mobilize all of the scattered madness within the Saint’s body.

‘Mad Laugh’

That was Han Dong’s hidden final trump card.

The reason Green felt a slight kinship during his encounter with Han Dong was because of the ‘Mad Laugh’ special trait… In a sense, their ‘madness’ connected, yet it was different.

Han Dong had also conducted experiments on himself.

He discovered that he could affect the mad substance released by Green through ‘Mad Laugh’, even gather these substances to activate them together.

An intangible cooperation was smoothly established between the two, who had only met not long ago.

…

Ha ha ah~ hahaha!

Having held back for too long,

Han Dong completely released his restraint on the emotions of Mad Laugh… with the index and middle fingers of both hands, he also conveniently smeared the black liquid across his lips.

In his Deep Diving State, Han Dong’s newly-grown Octopus Tentacles from his back sprawled evenly on the ground.

He knelt with his legs and laughed uproariously.

It was both an uncontrollable, heartfelt laughter, and like a special ritual being performed.

‘Mad Laugh’

This attribute, a fusion of the Count and the Jester, created a range-effect psychic effect.

It could serve to purify the thoughts and protect teammates. In the past, when Han Dong’s team faced psychic-type enemies, they would use Mad Laugh to keep the team’s consciousness clear.

At present,

Green, as Han Dong’s ‘teammate’.

Apart from the enhanced thinking, the mad substance flowing in his body unexpectedly gained a kind of ‘Potential Activation’.

Green, who was left with only a Body Trunk and head, showed a strong tendency for regeneration, slowly countering the gold substance covering the surface of his wounds; brand new limbs were slowly forming.

At the same time, such Laughter, to Green, sounded like ‘heavenly music’.

He had never heard such a fascinating laughter; even on the surface of Green’s brain, dense octopus tentacles sprouted, swaying to the rhythm of the mad laughter.

“This laughter is a type of ‘Madness Attribute’ psychic power, but it doesn’t originate from father, it’s from an alternative system… Nicholas, you really are interesting!”

However,

the main individual affected by the mad laughter was the Golden Saint.

Unlike Green, who gained thought amplification and bodily regeneration,

the Golden Saint was in a state close to collapse.

It was as if an activation injection had been plunged into his body, triggering all the accumulated substance of madness within him…

Crack!

The skull of the saint split open first.

From beneath the broken golden skull, a thick tentacle of madness emerged.

Shortly after, splits appeared at the elbows, abdomen, and thighs, with tentacles burrowing out, a sign of the bodily fall induced by the madness invasion.

The madness within was greatly stimulated, overwhelming the saint’s brain, and anger multiplied accordingly.

Desperate to escape through the channel, he had almost successfully stepped out.

“I’m going to kill you!”

Just then,

an unexpected turn of events unfolded, one that even Han Dong himself had not anticipated.

The sounds of mad laughter continuously emitting from Han Dong unexpectedly intertwined chaotically with a bizarre melody coming from deep within the channel, creating an indescribable foreign symphony.

Suddenly, the “Golden Wheel” that had temporarily formed the seal was forcefully torn apart.

The chaos material from the depths of the channel seemed to be influenced by the symphony, surging out in twice the previous volume and grasping the body of the saint.

Just as he neared escape from the abyssal channel, he was dragged back at the last moment.

At this moment,

very little of the divine nature remained within the saint.

He could barely support himself by gripping the edge of the channel with his hands…

In this moment, the saint finally realized his true predicament, aware that his quest for enlightenment would conclude here… The madness growing within him shifted his emotions from anger to a release before death.

His arms clung to the wall with the last of his strength.

With an extremely twisted expression, he delivered his final words:

“I never thought I’d actually die here.

To die because of my own carelessness, at the hands of you two youngsters.

But my death will be a signal of danger to my world, and all God Craftsmen will receive such a signal.

Overall, this exploratory invasion has been successful, and I’ve already sent the relevant information back… It won’t be long before a calamity beyond your imagination descends upon your world!”

To the saint’s dying declaration,

Green, now regrown, stood at the mouth of the channel with an extremely excited look, replying to the saint, “Are you serious? Are more pieces of trash like you going to come and die?

That’s wonderful! Hurry up, let them come!

I can hardly wait to kill them… I really want to see what kind of trash your ‘Mass Production World’ can churn out.

As for you, hurry up and die. I’ve already grown tired of playing with you.”

Green gathered a mouthful of saliva and spat it out with full force.

Smack!

The foul-smelling saliva exploded on the saint’s face, the impact within exceeding the saint’s meager tolerance.

His hands slipped, and his body was dragged into the depths of the channel by endless madness.

As he fell into another world, his divine substance was dismantled by the tangible madness into the most primal materials, his consciousness consumed as food by the unrelenting madness.

Myth collapsed, death was the finality.