Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 383 Acting Cleverly, the Ancient Sage Opens His Eyes

"Oh dear, things are not looking good for me." The blue-skinned demon, realizing that it was bound in a cage, remained calm. Although it was surprised by its current situation, it would never give up and wait for its death.

Logically, given the supreme spiritual power bestowed upon it by the Fallen Lord's fetus, it is as deep as an abyss or a vast ocean, and most mental barriers simply cannot contain even a trace of it. The biological brain of the possessed person cannot withstand the electromagnetic waves powerful enough to crush mountains, so it has to restrain itself and exist in a state between existence and non-existence in order to safely penetrate the mind.

But this place has so quietly trapped it.

The blue-skinned demon began to stir up trouble, releasing its hidden spiritual energy. In an instant, its body rapidly expanded in this spiritual field. This expanding form was not an illusion created by consciousness, but a real manifestation of mental power.

The surrounding crystalline domes rushed toward it in its eyes, and the world seemed insignificant compared to the great demon spirit.

If it were a pure clash of consciousness, the master of this mind could expand the cage through imagination. But unfortunately, illusions cannot change the facts. The great demon's spiritual power is so strong that simply releasing its presence is enough to burst and crush the spiritual world.

The blue-skinned demon looked up at the pair of eyes behind the sky, knowing that they were its target, the ancient saint. It couldn't help but feel secretly delighted, imagining itself freely wandering in the mind of this great mage after breaking the prison, as if entering a library, flipping through those memory books, carefully analyzing and evaluating the person's personality weaknesses, and plundering the other party's knowledge and wealth.

For a newly born evil god, the nourishment from absorbing an ancient saint is indescribable. Those stars in the sky must be hiding some supreme secret; just looking at them is enough to make one's mouth water.

As they drew closer, ever closer to the edge of this world, the blue-skinned demon felt as if he could reach out and touch the spherical dome.

Those ancient, saintly eyes reflected its face like a mirror.

Blue Demon reached out and pressed down on the crystal-clear sky, only to find that a sharp hand of the same size and skin color was also pressing against it from outside the transparent membrane.

"...What is this?" Its smile froze, and it leaned closer. A similar face appeared on the other side of the translucent membrane—it was its own image. "Is this me?"

Blue Demon looked around and saw layers upon layers of mental fields, like glass balls stacked on top of each other, endless and immeasurable, with one version of himself trapped inside each ball.

This is the mental barrier of the ancient sages, a labyrinth of mirrors, an endlessly folding false prison.

The Great Demon's power was indeed immense, but it was diluted and dispersed by layers of mirrored space, resulting in it being billions of times weaker in each cell than it actually was.

The Blue Demon, having already seen through the situation, grinned, but it had no way to break through the barrier. This barrier was extremely strong and could not be destroyed or penetrated by psionic spells, while pure power was scattered like sand.

"Lighthouse Keeper, what do you want? Do you want to destroy me? It's all in vain. As long as chaos exists, I will not perish either."

The Blue-skinned Demon appeared relaxed, seemingly unconcerned about his situation; however, the turmoil in his mind was something no outsider could know.

Lin Bo was quite satisfied with the sample that had been delivered to him.

He has captured the distorted glyphs of the dragons in this realm, deciphered the patterns within them, and gradually deduced the true names of the various other dragon variants.

The forbidden true name of the Fallen Demonic Embryo has already been glimpsed, and it is of the same level as Lin Bo's ancient sacred runes. However, it is true divine power, representing the chaos itself born from the void, condensing the desires and expectations of countless demons, gathering the evil of all living beings, and getting closer to the creation realm above gods.

The four demons He catalyzed were also beings that surpassed dragons. As four evil aspects of chaos, they were a collection of four evil desires: killing, conspiracy, decadence, and indulgence—the depraved thoughts that all sentient beings would generate.

Knowing the true names of the four demons brings us closer to deducing the true name of the evil god.

Lin Bo's lack of understanding of taboo words and the scarcity of data samples greatly increased the difficulty of the deduction.

Peeking into the true name of the evil god was a rare example that allowed him to vaguely understand how orthodox magical language was distorted and corrupted, and to perceive a profound connection between taboo language and magical language.

In fact, the similarity between the two can be seen simply from their type and rank: the ancient Druid language corresponds to the necromancy, the animist language corresponds to the demon language, the dragon language corresponds to the fallen language, and the ancient sacred language also corresponds to a certain high-ranking, unknown taboo language.

Lin Bo had very little knowledge of taboo languages ​​that he could obtain from the comprehensive network platform. The demons and gods who mastered this path throughout the entire multiverse kept it a closely guarded secret. Fallen languages ​​were almost extinct, and higher-level languages ​​were simply unnamed. He privately called them blasphemous languages ​​or sacrilegious languages.

The four demonic true names are undoubtedly blasphemous runes, a kind of divine power. The magical true names distorted by the evil god's power are in a transitional state; they are still magical, but leaning towards forbidden language. It is precisely because of this intermediate state that Lin Bo was able to perceive the commonalities between the two.

The similarity in the shape, strokes, and pronunciation of words cannot be faked, and the higher the level of magical language and taboo words, the greater the commonalities.

He thus gained some insight.

Perhaps any student of black magic would be warned by their guide to be wary of the power of taboo words, for if they stray too far, their very nature will be distorted.

Lin Bo has never been prejudiced, and he is quite happy when there are taboo words to learn. This is because he relies on his mental barrier to prevent spiritual corruption, and thus he can understand that beneath the terrifying appearance, there is not an unknowable disorder and chaos.

Just as the spark that ignites the birth of evil is the wicked thoughts and deeds of all living beings, taboo words are also extreme magical phrases retrospectively constructed when distorted things are born.

Taboo words also have a clear structure, just like the extensions and supplements of orthodox magical words. The reason they are considered ominous is simply because the things they involve are too extreme and obsessive.

This obsession is bidirectional. Just as the Staff of Death finds the Gudorei language taught by Linbo jarring, orthodox magical language is also an ominous sound to it, distorting its very essence. The two are interconnected, yet undoubtedly irreconcilable, like fire and water.

Lin Bo looked down at the trapped demon. Next, he needed to weaken it first, otherwise the chances of successfully forcing it to submit a lawsuit would be very low. After all, he currently had very little knowledge of ancient sacred language, and he knew nothing about blasphemous language, so he was completely unable to impeach this demon.

Within the spiritual realm, celestial constellations flickered, transforming into the true forms of all things, surging towards the cage in Lin Bo's palm with overwhelming destructive power.

Blue Demon suddenly witnessed a rain of fire falling from the sky. Its expression flickered, knowing that it could not resist.

At the critical moment, the Great Demon suddenly tore open his skin, spewing out a massive amount of living souls from his body.

This was not a suicide or martyrdom. The Blue Demon would not give up its idea of ​​hunting ancient saints. It released the souls it had devoured and dispersed its demonic thoughts into the hearts of each soul.

As expected, the attack from the sky stopped in mid-air and did not harm these innocent souls.

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, the Blue Demon, through the voices of the souls, let out a cunning laugh, "How about it? You probably can't bear to kill me. Just think how many souls' fates are decided in a single thought!"

The eyes on the dome remained calm, even with a faint smile.

Lin Bo was genuinely delighted. This great demon had first walked right into his trap, breaking into his mental barrier and becoming a prisoner, and then deliberately put himself into a weakened state of soul dissipation. Every step of his operation was unexpected. He had never seen such a perfect piece of meat delivered right to his mouth. If he didn't take it, it would seem like he was impolite.

Then, with a light chant in the dragon's tongue, amidst thunder, all the souls collapsed to the ground unconscious, "(The incantation) reveals the true name."

Sensing something was wrong, the Blue Demon struggled to break free and gather its soul. Its desperate struggle transformed into blasphemous murmurs, gradually forming an infinitely complex True Name Rune in the mage's eyes.

When the Great Demon awoke again and looked up at the sky, he saw a new constellation appear among the dazzling stars. Even though it was just a few scattered and incomplete points of light, it gave him a chilling feeling.

"What is that?"

"Your real name," the monk answered for the first time. "Thank you for your help."

As one of the four aspects of the evil god, the compositional rules of this blasphemous rune allowed Lin Bo to further unravel the mystery. Although he had not yet been able to fully deduce the true name of the demonic fetus, it did not prevent him from calculating the true name variants of the elemental magnetism, power, and celestial distance.

The monk finished his meditation and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around at this world, once again bright and glorious, it is time to confront the true god of this place.

All things in God’s kingdom will be used by Him.

(End of this chapter)