Magic High School.

However, he was completely wrong. When he had been researching these people for a dozen days and hadn't checked on them since he was at a crucial stage, he discovered that their secrets seemed to be being spied on. At the same time, someone had captured them, extracted their marrow, and wanted to obtain the same level of immortality or even immortality.

In just over ten days, the inferior longevity potion made from their marrow fluid had begun to spread throughout the world.

If the immortality he grants is bestowed upon others, it would grant them extra lifespan and unimaginable regenerative power, allowing humans to have lifespans equivalent to those of elves and dragons. However, before their lifespan ends, they would gradually become aberrant beings of divine blood, and their entire being would lose its normal thought and reason.

Therefore, he felt that this was not enough, that it was not perfect. Through studying divine blood, he gradually understood that even gods have limits. If the proportion of divine blood is too low, it can only slightly extend lifespan at most; if the proportion is too high, it will instantly turn into a monstrous product of divine blood.

Therefore, he could only seek a compromise that would allow them to retain their original consciousness and thought even if they became aberrant beings of divine blood.

This is why he wanted to join the Cult of Order. Because there, he would find miracles of the God of Order, and the people he knew who were closest to God, whose understanding of God might far surpass his own.

So he joined the cult of the God of Order and devoutly believed in the God of Order. If the Order could grant him what he sought in life, what did it matter if he became a servant of the Order for eternity?

However, before he could figure it out, he accidentally released a terrifying and twisted monster due to his momentary mistake.

He allowed the divine blood that he hadn't yet had a chance to thoroughly study to spread out.

"I'm sorry, this is my fault," he said slowly. However, he did not offer much explanation, nor did he bother with lengthy explanations. "My mistake caused the untamed divine blood to leak out. This is my mistake, and similar problems will not occur again in the future."

"Then why should I believe that it was a mistake on your part, rather than a deliberate leak to obtain more experimental data?" The adjutant retorted, and Jaeger fell silent.

“I can’t prove it unless you can look directly into my memories,” he said, unperturbed.

The adjutant was speechless for a moment. He was actually quite glad that this man was reasonable, perhaps because he was a bishop in the Church of Order, which made him willing to stop and reason with him.

Unfortunately, these madmen possess extremely twisted and audacious ideas, along with terrifying drive. They don't tell outsiders what they truly think; instead, they keep it all to themselves, pondering and searching for a path that may be fundamentally flawed.

For example, the adjutant immediately thought the path of divine blood was unreliable.

Can you guarantee that you controlled the divine blood, rather than the divine blood controlling you?

Can you guarantee that you will still be yourself after you achieve immortality?

Can you even guarantee that divine blood won't have its own thoughts?

It's possible that divine blood is actually a parasite. While you thought you were still yourself, your essence had long been replaced, becoming a breeding ground for divine blood. And pathetically, you still believed you were right.

When you think you've succeeded and are ready to emerge from your cocoon, you'll find that your true self remains forever inside the cocoon, while what emerges is the monstrous creature born entirely of divine blood.

Also...

My own brother, a fellow junior in the Execution Department, died here!

If it's your mistake that others were corrupted by the potion, then how do you explain my junior who died in this world?

If you didn't kill him, then who in this world has the ability to kill that junior who has already reached the fourth-tier mythical level and can apply for a professorship, and who also possesses two Noble Phantasms?

He talks a good game, but he's just a terrorist.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. However, in that instant, Jaeger froze again, because he felt his thoughts and consciousness completely slip out of his control. He found himself in a wedding, seeing Isuld become someone else's bride.

Why would I see such a scene?

This was his only thought at that moment.

"Pfft!"

The longsword pierced through the world's consciousness once more. He looked at the figure that was exactly the same as the one in his memory, now dressed in a wedding gown and crying hysterically.

What am I doing?

He felt he couldn't control his body either, and he felt like a first-person observer, quietly watching everything.

"Jaeger, is this the result you wanted?" In an instant, the "person" he had pierced slowly spoke out, "You granted everyone immortality, but now, why can't you even control yourself!"

For a moment, he froze. In his vision, the man he had stabbed had transformed into the world's consciousness, his own father, while the "Isurd" he had previously seen had become a woman he didn't recognize at all.

No, no, no, no!

He suddenly drew his sword, and at that moment, Isuld returned, but the man was a strange and ugly one, who had no world consciousness whatsoever.

Were they under an illusion? When?

Just as he was lost in thought, in that instant, the world in his field of vision shifted again, his thoughts returned to reality, and then…

The group of people who were just about to discuss life with him ran away very fast!

Taking advantage of their momentary distraction, they seemed to have finally seized the opportunity and fled at top speed.

Even now, he still has many questions that remain unanswered.

What was that scene I just saw?

Why did I see that kind of scene?

And why can't I control myself?

He had many questions, but at this moment, he temporarily put them aside, rushed out, and was about to grab back the group of people who had just been preparing to discuss life with him.

Now that we're here, let's not leave!

He secretly hardened his resolve and gave chase.

"Hurry! Even though the world is still sealed off by space, the school has managed to tear open a rift. There, professors from various fields are holding back the world's encroachment. If we can get through there, we'll be safe," the intelligence officer immediately warned.

Everyone fled in that direction without looking up.

They knew their time was running out. After all, in this world, with the support of the world's consciousness, he was practically no different from a "false god" in terms of strength.

Although it's unclear why he suddenly became distracted and started uttering incomprehensible words, perhaps he was poisoned by divine blood and started making nonsensical statements.

But they wouldn't let this opportunity slip by; instead, they fled immediately.

As for a counterattack?

Don't be ridiculous. Even Juno's Immovable Heavenly Pivot could barely withstand one of his casual attacks, which was the strongest defensive Noble Phantasm they knew. This means that the opponent's strength was at least one level greater than their group's, even with the assistance of the World Consciousness.

Their only chance was to escape! To escape at all costs.

As long as we can escape to that place...

"Why are you running away?" The sudden voice startled the elite team.

"Were your words just now not meant to discuss the truth with me, but merely a stalling tactic?" A cold voice rang out. At that moment, the attack that had nearly shattered the adjutant's Noble Phantasm, Immovable Heavenly Pivot, struck again.

But now, he is no longer able to activate the next Immovable Heavenly Pivot.

Just as the light cannon was about to strike head-on, and the adjutant decided to risk everything to reactivate the Immovable Heavenly Pivot.

"Buzz!" The torn space was like an endless, greedy maw, swallowing the incoming attack in an instant.

"I'm sorry, children, I'm late." An elderly man, holding a scepter and dressed in an elegant formal suit, slowly descended from the sky.

"Leave this to me."

Chapter 145 It turns out, I'm not myself anymore.

Meanwhile, within the realm of truth.

The group forcibly escaped from the revolving lantern again. Abaddon was no longer bleeding from just one eye; his other eye was also beginning to bleed.

In stark contrast to his state, the Realm of Truth began to suppress world consciousness in reverse, and was even gradually expanding outwards.

Even those within the academy were shocked, thinking that Abaddon had gone mad and was using his domain to erode the mortal realm in reverse.

Meanwhile, in the realm of truth, Li Ge retorted, "Are you alright?"

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, not even a fatal one." He wiped away the blood and tears from the corner of his eye, but this seemingly pretentious gesture revealed that half of his face was covered in blood.

Li Ge: "..."

Are all injuries you consider minor, except for fatal ones?

Currently, Abaddon is taking all the damage, while Li Ge has barely taken any damage, aside from his own losses.

However, Abaddon was choked by Li Ge's bizarre and disgusting domain, so he took advantage of this time to expand his domain so that he wouldn't be too passive in the upcoming war of attrition.

But Li Ge understood the principle of the revolving lantern and why even world consciousness couldn't break free from it.

Aside from needing one's own domain to trigger it, this thing has absolutely nothing to do with Li Ge's domain!

The so-called "revolving lantern" is about letting the other party mentally attack you!

In short, it forces the opponent's left and right hemispheres to fight each other, and lets the opponent's dead memories attack you.

So once the brain enters the autograph cycle, it's like the left brain attacking the right brain, and the cerebrum attacking the hypothalamus. This self-inflicted damage is the most insidious aspect of this tactic.

The downside is that Li Ge can't withstand the aftereffects of attacking himself. If Abaddon hadn't helped him absorb the damage, Li Ge probably would have been dead after triggering the first "carousel" effect.

"Do you still have enough spiritual power to use the domain again?" Abaddon asked at this moment.

"Yes!" Li Ge replied immediately.

The main tank who took the damage didn't say anything, but I, the slacker, just ran out of mana.

"Then let's continue!" Abaddon became fierce again, his domain expanding rapidly, swelling once more, and pressing down on the world consciousness.

Even this time, the World Consciousness dared not directly clash with Abaddon's Domain. It seemed to have backed down, or perhaps it was due to other issues.

From Li Ge and Abaddon's perspective, the large ball of light should be the world consciousness, and the male elf might be another personality of the world consciousness, attacking the right brain from the left.

Abaddon's domain is perhaps like a mop stained with history to the world consciousness.

Previously, Abaddon was just a martial arts master wielding a mop; though tough to deal with, the world's consciousness was confident it could be crushed quickly. However, now that Li Ge has heavily enchanted the mop…

When Abaddon wields it, he's practically invincible; anyone who touches him gets covered in its grime.

Since the world's consciousness dares not clash with its domains, they can expand their domains even more recklessly. Since you dare not, then I'll kick the cripple's good leg hard and expand rapidly.

After all, all they need to do is suppress the world's consciousness; as long as they can suppress the world's consciousness even briefly, it will be a victory.

Therefore, the two became even more unrestrained. Abaddon, enchanted with the Crimson Stone Domain, moved through the Realm of Truth with impunity, rampaging through it without restraint. This was also the most exhilarating fight Abaddon had ever had; the world's consciousness was like a grandson,不敢近近 (不敢近近 - meaning dare not approach) in his presence.

However, even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. Seemingly having reached its limit of tolerance, the World Consciousness seized the opportunity upon arriving here and launched a fierce attack on the realm of truth from its weakest point.

"Pfft!" Abaddon suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood; the amount of blood he had lost in such a short time was already quite exaggerated.

But Abaddon laughed and said, "You've fallen for my trap!"

The next moment, the world consciousness was forcibly pulled into the Red Stone Domain again, and then the cycle of the revolving lantern began!

This time, however, his revolving lantern wasn't displaying images of a wedding, but rather...

A male elf silently poured out divine blood in a village afflicted by plague!

……