I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Here, Urukk can create all sorts of things, and all changes made by intruders can be erased in an instant.

Even if Plato could see into the ideal world and find the core of Uruk, it would only be a surprise attack when the opponent was not paying attention. If the opponent discovered his movements and prepared in advance, like when he cut off his clones, then Plato might not be able to succeed easily.

However, if we were to blow up the entire mental world as Lu Ban suggested, it would inevitably alert the enemy and increase their vigilance. At that point, it would take much more time and effort to solve the problem.

Sword Comes

He decided to observe Lu Ban.

Wearing rabbit ears, Lu Ban navigated the maze, skillfully and nimbly avoiding traps and monsters. Several times, Plato couldn't resist using his powers, but Lu Ban managed to dodge the monsters that were right in front of him.

Even Plato was curious about how Lu Ban had managed to sense these dangers.

Just as they reached the edge of the maze, where they could almost see the void of thought on the outside, Lu Ban suddenly stopped.

He looked at a dead end to the side, and on that road, which seemed to end with the naked eye, lay a treasure chest.

The treasure chest was ornately decorated and gleamed with gold, seemingly containing countless treasures.

"suspicious."

Plato issued a warning.

In this environment, a treasure chest placed so openly at the end of the road is definitely suspicious.

However, Lu Ban walked straight toward the treasure chest, completely disregarding the potential traps.

Plato looked at Lu Ban suspiciously and did not follow.

Lu Ban arrived at the treasure chest and opened it without checking or testing it.

"Could this really be the place?"

Plato muttered to himself, half believing and half doubting.

The next moment, sharp teeth sprouted from the edge of the treasure chest, and evil eyes opened on the top of the chest, biting into Lu Ban's upper body.

Clang, clang, clang—

Lu Ban struggled for a while, and just when Plato thought Lu Ban might not be able to hold on and was about to help, the young man finally climbed out of the box.

The mimic chest monster stood motionless with its mouth wide open, as if it had lost its breath.

"what is this?"

Plato approached Lu Ban and pointed at the treasure chest monster, asking it a question.

"It should be a mimic, a very basic trap. It disguises itself as an ordinary treasure chest to lure adventurers into opening it, and then opens its mouth to swallow them the moment they make contact."

Lu Ban explained in a serious tone.

"Then what you just did..."

Plato hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"A qualified adventurer will not let any treasure chest in sight go unnoticed."

Lu Ban said, seemingly with great pride.

"..."

Plato was unsure whether he should continue to trust the young man.

"It's alright. I've already figured out the general structure of this place through my conversation with the mimic. Rest assured, I'm a professional adventurer and I'm confident in my judgment."

Lu Ban patted his chest, which only made people more uneasy.

"First, we need to get out of this maze. After all, we're going to blow this place up. If we stay here, won't we all be reduced to ashes?"

He said it as a matter of course.

"...That makes a lot of sense."

Plato felt that one of them, the young man before him, must have some serious illness.

Fortunately, the maze only blocked those who tried to go deeper, and leaving was not so complicated. Before long, the two arrived at the edge of the maze.

Further ahead lies an endless void, a subconscious realm that even Urukk himself cannot control. Although the octopus-man has undergone biotechnology modifications and can control most areas of his consciousness, there are still some instinctive regions that are difficult to manage.

Of course, if Plato had delved into these regions, he too would have been influenced by their chaotic and frenzied thoughts, becoming deeply immersed in them and unable to extricate himself.

It is said that these subconscious areas may also be connected to a higher, more vast subconscious ocean of the entire race, and under certain special circumstances, it may even be possible to glimpse the imprints left by those great beings in the souls of these races.

Plato certainly wouldn't have entered it.

He saw Lu Ban turn around and head towards the mental labyrinth.

Then, from somewhere, Lu Ban pulled out some metal objects.

He carefully assembled it, creating what looked like a shoulder-fired rocket launcher.

However, a normal rocket launcher fires only once, but this rocket launcher has holes that are as dense as a honeycomb, making people wonder how it was designed.

After all, the recoil of a single rocket is enough to cause serious injury, let alone the combined force of the densely packed cannon barrels.

Plato didn't recognize the thing, but his intuition told him that it was extremely dangerous.

Lu Ban crouched down and raised the rocket launcher.

Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

In an instant, countless rockets were launched from the honeycomb-like cannon barrel, flying towards this labyrinth of the mind with dazzling trajectories.

Meanwhile, deep within the labyrinth, Uruk's core will is curious about what Lu Ban and the others are doing.

These two seemed to have no intention of venturing deeper into the labyrinth, choosing instead to stay away. Unfortunately, they were unaware that once inside, there was no escape; they would be forever trapped in the mental world of Uruk, ultimately vanishing.

Despite their martial prowess, the octopus-men have also achieved considerable cultural and spiritual victories.

However, Urukluk noticed what Lu Ban was holding and became suspicious.

What is this person going to do?

Does he intend to destroy this place through an attack?

Doesn't he know that this is his territory, and any attack can be completely wiped out with just a thought?

As Uruk watched the dazzling fireworks, he had a thought, and all the rockets immediately disappeared, restoring the Mind Labyrinth to its original tranquility.

However, the next moment, even more rockets were launched.

Chapter 885 A Hundred Martial Arts Skills, This is a Saturation Attack

Seeing the rocket disappear in an instant, Plato felt a moment of inexplicable loss.

"So it still doesn't work..."

He thought to himself.

Although it's unclear where Lu Ban conjured the weapon from, it seems that no matter how flashy it is, in Uruk's mental world, these are all false, fragile, and can be easily destroyed with a single thought.

However, Lu Ban showed no sign of giving up.

His rocket launcher was immediately reloaded with all its ammunition.

Immediately afterward, without confirming the situation, Lu Ban launched the rockets again.

Moreover, the firing seemed to occur without pause, with countless rockets bursting from the cannon barrel.

Urukkol sensed something was wrong.

His thoughts shifted, and all the rockets disappeared again, as if they had never existed.

Before he could even relax, more rockets started flying.

The rockets rained down like a dense, continuous barrage. Every time Uruk wiped them out, they would immediately reappear, their numbers growing ever larger, blotting out the sky.

Uruk was a little annoyed. Although eliminating these rockets was only a matter of time and as easy as killing a mosquito, too many mosquitoes were still annoying.

The back-and-forth between the two continued for a while.

It wasn't until he had eliminated Lu Ban's rockets for what felt like the hundredth time that Urukluk realized something was amiss.

I need to be extremely focused to eliminate all the rockets. Although this operation can be done in a split second, it still requires time and awareness.

As Lu Ban's rockets increase in number, this action requires more energy.

Uruk suddenly realized a terrifying fact: if the number of these rocket launchers continued to increase after a while, he might not be able to completely defend against them.

Countless rockets were launched into the sky again. This time, the rockets covered the sky and even obscured the subconscious void.

It's hard to imagine the destruction that would occur if so many rockets were to fall.

This is Uruk's mental world; in other words, Uruk's consciousness is everywhere here. If irreversible damage is done to it, Uruk will be traumatized.

However, the vast majority of attacks are not enough to pose a threat.

Who would have thought that one day someone could set off fireworks in Uruk's brain?

Countless rockets rained down from the sky, then vanished instantly, only to reappear in the blink of an eye.

The rocket was like a countdown, slowly tormenting Uruk's nerves.

The feeling is like trying to cut a bullet with a sharp knife; you have to succeed every time, but if the other side succeeds even once, you will be doomed.

Normally, as battle-hardened warriors who have seen it all, Urukluk should not have been afraid in the face of this situation. They are Ultra Warriors who have fought on unfamiliar and harsh alien planets for decades, so this little problem is nothing.

Unexpectedly, the opponent used a Gatling gun!

It's a fucking triple-barreled Gatling gun that shoots blue flames!!!

Urukk never expected that Lu Ban would be able to create so many weapons in his mental labyrinth in such a short time!

How did he do that?

In his thoughts, Urukk realized that he could no longer erase all those rockets.

Some escaped the net and fell into the labyrinth of the mind.

Mushroom clouds rose up.

Soon, the second and third waves of rockets rained down, destroying the intricate maze. Amidst the smoke and fire, traps, monsters, and even mimics were all doomed.

The Fairy Tree Romance

Seeing this, Plato felt a chill run down his spine.