Magic High School.

Then, in the next instant, Li Ge prepared to take another step forward. He was still only behind Abaddon, and had not even fully entered the realm of truth. However, at this moment, he forcibly allowed the nascent form of his domain to cover himself in a similar way.

In fact, given his current state, if anyone were to encounter him, they would likely be dragged into the Crimson Stone Domain and forcibly subjected to the Crimson Stone. However, Li Ge gradually learned to control himself and took a step forward.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure and malice that seemed to come from all directions attacked—that was the world's consciousness targeting them.

For someone like him who could only compress his domain into himself, it was like carrying an oxygen tank while cave diving hundreds of meters underwater, and then looking up to find the words "Secret Garden" carved on a rock – a truly terrifying experience.

His own domain, which seemed to be only in its nascent stage, was almost crushed in an instant.

"Stay calm, try to envelop yourself in your domain. You're lucky, kid. This is an extremely rare experience, a chance to personally witness the clash of domains. If I had had this opportunity when I was young, I probably would have completely mastered my domain a few years earlier." Abaddon grinned, his body slightly shielding Li Ge, helping to share some of the firepower.

Li Ge calmed his mind and gradually his Red Stone Domain covered himself. Although he could not expand it outwards, he could still protect himself inwards.

Of course, Li Ge knew that he was just a bystander observing and gaining experience, which was his top priority.

However, at this moment, a sudden message pop-up in the academy's system almost caused Li Ge's domain to become unstable, and he was forcibly kicked out.

[New world detected. Currently anchoring comedic abilities in the current world!]

Option 1: Love-obsessed: You can designate a unit and force it to become love-obsessed.

The cost: Before this ability is removed, you will also become love-obsessed.

Note: Damn it, you're such a love-struck fool!

Option 2: Carousel: When any of your attacks actually hit an enemy, it will briefly put them into a carousel.

The price: You are forced to watch other people's slideshows.

Note: I'm very sorry that no one enjoyed themselves!

Li Ge: "..."

No, how come the clown mask can be triggered here too!

And these two abilities...

Li Ge was speechless for a moment. After using the clown mask so many times, he discovered that the clown mask's random comedic abilities were not random at all, but rather followed certain patterns that conformed to the current world.

The first time he awakened in Chernobyl, he was a fat man. Li Ge estimated that if he had a second option at the time, the second option would most likely have been a little boy.

The second time, in the silent beast world, the awakened being's fate was unknown; clearly, this was an ability prepared for him to cope with insufficient direct combat power.

The third time was with the power of the God-King in his hometown, the Holy Empire. Although he randomly got the Sea God King, at least he had a trump card that could overturn the table.

The fourth instance was during the Jin Dynasty, when someone recognized a thief as their father and another as their son.

The fifth time was in Silverwing City, during the high jump and the female assassin...

He had actually been quietly collecting each different comedic ability, and gradually discovered that they weren't given randomly, but rather that there was a logic that fit a certain pattern.

And now, the abilities of being love-struck and having a revolving door of memories...

Could it be that this world's consciousness is a love-obsessed individual with a tragic past?

Such a shocking idea popped into Li Ge's mind.

Chapter 141 Divine Blood Abomination

Meanwhile, deep within the world.

Corpses and monster fragments littered the land, turning the area a deep crimson and rotting color.

However, these things, which had already turned into fragments, began to slowly wriggle and gather. Gradually, these fragments actually pieced themselves together again into a twisted, Frankenstein-like abomination.

Not only it, but also around it, one after another equally twisted and bizarre stitched monsters "grew" out of the earth.

They roared to the sky, seemingly searching for an enemy.

"Divine Blood Abomination, a calamity-level monster said to have been born from the contamination of divine blood, almost achieving eternal immortality. Our predecessors conducted experiments, throwing it into a neutron star with temperatures of hundreds of billions of degrees..." In the adjutant's squad, the data clerk, covered in blood, continued operating the terminal in the void, explaining.

"Then, after burning for decades, that abomination of divine blood crawled out of it..."

Everyone fell silent; they couldn't fathom why such an...unscientific and unmagical creature could exist.

Neutron stars are the hottest celestial bodies discovered in the universe, representing the highest theoretical temperature limit in the universe. Even so, can't they kill these things?

It's important to know that the surface temperature of a neutron star exceeds ten billion degrees Celsius, making it one of the most extreme environments in the universe. A place that can tear stars apart cannot kill a lump of flesh contaminated by divine blood.

“But why have we never heard of this monster before?” the adjutant asked.

"Because our ancestors shed the blood of a generation, sealing it completely within the subspace. Just as we in peacetime can never imagine how cruel wartime truly is."

The others fell silent. Even in their brief encounter, they had realized how troublesome and terrifying these monsters were…

Immortal and indestructible, reborn from a drop of blood. Even if it is crushed into dust, burned, or pulverized by radiation, it can be reborn, and a tangled mass of flesh may even gradually coalesce into a new, twisted, stitched-together individual.

Their structure is completely illogical, and their abilities are utterly incomprehensible.

Even after they are killed, the earth soaked in their blood will sprout these things directly from the ground, like mushrooms.

Realizing that they would all perish sooner or later if things continued this way, they immediately thought of a way to delay their resurrection: using a delaying spell to postpone their resurrection as long as possible.

If this were a game, this thing would be a completely nonsensical dung monster, and the smelliest one at that.

But it was precisely because this thing actually appeared before them that they truly felt that trembling and fear...

This is the power of God...

Even divine blood and monstrous substances, which may only be tainted with a trace, or even a negligible, divine aura, can cause such terrifying and distorted consequences.

How did our ancestors seal this thing in the subspace?

They can't imagine it.

Now, someone wants to completely free the monster that their ancestors had struggled to control. His research into divine power, perhaps even joining the Church of Order and rising to the rank of Cardinal, was all merely a means to steal the Church of Order's research on God.

Even if the school is unwilling to admit it, in terms of the study of God alone, the Church of Order can be said to be absolutely number one.

Because they are the mortals closest to God, they are said to possess the true inheritance of the God of Order and objects influenced by the divinity of order.

Perhaps this is why the cardinal joined the Church of Order. He wanted to study God, and his primary target was the God of Order.

It is likely that only after their scheme was exposed did they begin to study other ancient gods and uncover this...

This wretched creature!

Thinking about this, the adjutant even felt fortunate.

They used to think that the potions that inexplicably circulated on campus were some kind of conspiracy experiment, but now it seems that those potions were probably just products that had been weakened countless times to take care of the human body.

The original version of the potion might not have been contaminated with memes, but rather turned into a monstrous creature like these things on the spot.

He also understood why his junior classmate had disappeared from this world and died completely.

The things here are not something their level can investigate. Since it involves divine blood and cardinals, they should be even more wary. However, they didn't expect that the world consciousness seemed to be on their side, which almost led to their downfall.

Fortunately, they were well-prepared and strong enough to numerically overwhelm those ordinary divine blood monsters. They were among the strongest dispatched teams in the entire academy, thus escaping this calamity.

"That traitor, he's researching divine blood, the blood of the true god, what exactly does he want to do?" someone asked.

"Perhaps he wants to become a god?" someone scoffed.

Then, the air fell silent; no one spoke.

Although they didn't want to admit it, if that person really thought that way, they might not be facing a former cardinal of the Church of Order, but something that had completely absorbed divine blood into its body...

Will we be able to get out of here alive?

This is a worry they've always had, but one they've never dared to think about in detail.

Suddenly, however, all of them felt a chill run down their spines; it was a sense of danger that arose after their strength reached a certain level.

The next moment, the adjutant roared without hesitation.

"Immovable Heavenly Pivot!"

The massive barrier enveloped everyone in an instant. The next moment, a devastating attack slammed into the barrier, making it teeter on the brink of collapse. However, it did not completely shatter the barrier, but rather riddled it with holes.

"Juno!" shouted one of the women in the group.

The adjutant was covered in blood, as if every capillary in his body had ruptured, but he still forced himself to activate his Noble Phantasm.

Immovable Heavenly Pivot—this is his original Noble Phantasm, capable of creating a near-absolute defensive barrier. Within this barrier, all harm from the Immovable Heavenly Pivot is blocked, which is why they were able to successfully resist the divine blood abomination and thus reach this point.

However, now, this attack seems to have exceeded the limits of the Immovable Heavenly Pivot, thus causing damage to him.

"That's pretty good. It seems that your place occasionally produces a few gems."

Amidst the shattered sky, a figure stood suspended in mid-air. He wore a magnificent red robe, the attire reserved for cardinals of the Church of Order, the most powerful figures in the Church after the Pope.

What silenced the adjutant's squad even more was the sight of two wings unfurling behind the cardinal. One half was an angelic, holy wing, while the other half was a twisted, blood-stained crimson wing.

In fact, his true form seemed to be an elf, with pointed ears and a condescending, compassionate posture that made him appear like a holy yet fallen angel.

"What kind of monster are you now?!" the communications officer roared hysterically.

However, in the shadows, he silently made a gesture.

That was their communication gesture, a way to stall for time.

“Monsters…” He looked at the “children” in front of him. To him, these people were all children, but he didn’t blame them.

"Have you ever wondered why, even those who reach the pinnacle of psychic power cannot break through the 15,000 God-Lord Suns, which is equivalent to a lifespan of 300 years?" he spoke slowly and compassionately.

"Even for immortal beings, and even dragons, the limit is only three times that of humans. Our lifespan seems to be completely locked by something. Have you never considered this?"

He slowly opened his mouth, stretching out his hands, and his pure white and blood-stained wings unfolded. At that moment, the others seemed to hear church bells and hymns that seemed to invade their minds.

"What are you talking about?" the adjutant forced to speak. "Haven't things always been like this?"

The person on the other end seemed to pause for a moment, then sighed: "As expected, mediocre people will never understand. That's why I hate you damned bunch. You never consider the truth, and is that what you've always done right?"

“But I won’t blame you. I will still protect you damned bastards. I will grant you eternal life, the power to live forever!” He seemed to be smiling as he slowly stretched out his hand.

The adjutant was covered in blood, but his eyes remained fixed on the "elf angel" ahead. His communicator suddenly flickered—an external signal penetrating the world's consciousness.

"Support has arrived..." They all realized this immediately, but none of them spoke. Instead, they decided to have a good chat with this seemingly mentally unstable elven angel about life to buy time.

These kinds of crazy people love chatting with others. They're so familiar with this situation that if you make a gesture that suggests you want to debate with them, or even if you look thoughtful and contemplative about life, they'll stop and try to explain things to you, even attempting to persuade you and forcefully instill their own set of theories and values ​​into you.

As for why he went crazy and why he had such insane thoughts?

If they could understand this, they wouldn't be living so happily, nor would they be thinking about these meaningless nihilistic propositions day after day like lunatics.

However, at this moment, the angel was also slightly stunned, and he slowly looked up at the sky.