Chapter 1720
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Chapter 1720 Extracting Abilities
[Distance until the Eastern Emperor’s Bell rings: 3 minutes]
The Gods’ Mental Hospital.
Boom—!!
A brilliant sacred sword light slashed across the ground, instantly obliterating the caretakers’ dormitory and courtyard without a trace. Dust and debris danced in the divine realm, with only the patient ward standing firmly amid the battlefield.
In this hospital, it seemed only the building housing the patient rooms and director’s office could not be destroyed. The remaining structures had been continuously destroyed and regenerated in the hands of two gods. Above the rapidly healing ground, Chaos’s form hovered in endless darkness, eyes narrowed as he looked down at Michael below.
“What impressive power… No wonder Yelan would rather seal us away with the entire Heaven than leave you behind as the sole guardian.”
Michael was completely enveloped in the [Mortal Divine Domain], his body covered in wounds, but his pair of golden burning eyes remained dazzlingly bright.
“But isn’t this what makes it interesting?” [Chaos]’s lips curved slightly upward. He slowly raised his hand, and in the next moment, his form transformed into a figure wearing a black cloak. A wide hood concealed his face, and the aura around him became dark and profound, like an ancient mystic.
[Chaos]’s change in appearance made Michael’s brow furrow even deeper. From that ancient mystic, he sensed an indescribable deadly aura.
Thud!
In the void, a muffled knocking sound came from behind [Chaos].
The moment this sound emerged, Michael’s heart violently shuddered, as if the sound had traveled through endless time and space, striking directly at the depths of his soul.
At the same time, the scenery around him changed again. His body seemed to float weightlessly in the boundless deep space. A dark giant chamber twisted open from behind [Chaos], directly enveloping both of them.
From the Gods’ Mental Hospital to this dark chamber, Michael felt his connection to the outside world growing increasingly tenuous. It was as if he had arrived in another dimension.
And this also meant… that trying to send messages to the outside world would be incredibly difficult.
Thud—!
The muffled knocking sound came again. Only then did Michael clearly see the source of the sound.
Behind [Chaos], a giant coffin carved with countless twisted, dark symbols was eerily suspended in the dark chamber. Low knocking sounds came from inside, as if something was hidden within the coffin, about to break free.
“Do you know what’s inside?”
[Chaos], cloaked in the robe, stood in the center of the dark chamber, his voice somewhat playful.
Michael, gripping his golden sacred sword like the only light in this giant stone chamber, frowned as he stared at the enormous coffin, remaining silent.
Thud, thud—!
Continuous knocking sounds came from the coffin. A strange irritation and discomfort suddenly surged in Michael’s heart.
The [Mortal Divine Domain] beneath his feet violently shook, its light dimming slightly. A chaotic, manic aura seeped from the coffin’s cracks, frantically tearing open gaps in the surface of the [Mortal Divine Domain].
At the same time, the progress bar above his head suddenly moved back one notch!
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 99%”
Thud—thud—thud—thud—
As time passed, the knocking from the coffin grew increasingly urgent, like someone frantically pounding on the coffin’s surface. Accompanied by piercing sounds of scratching nails and teeth-grinding chewing noises, an evil, manic aura spread wildly throughout the dark chamber!
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 98%”
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 95%”
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 90%…”
“…”
As the [Mortal Divine Domain] shattered, that manic aura frantically invaded Michael’s soul. The treatment progress bar above his head rapidly retreated, and pain appeared in his burning golden eyes.
“How is it? Can your [Mortal Divine Domain] still resist?” [Chaos] chuckled.
The face under the hood lifted slightly. His eyes were as deep as an abyss. The next moment, the knocking in the dark chamber suddenly stopped, and the lid of the coffin slowly lifted at one corner…
Seeing what was beneath the coffin, Michael’s pupils suddenly contracted!
Gray stars and nebulae floated like dust inside the coffin. Though tiny, Michael could clearly sense that it had once been a vast, boundless universe.
In this universe, none of the stars showed any signs of life. Their surfaces were covered with hideous blood vessels and writhing tentacles. From a distance, they looked like countless floating dark red cells. These stars intertwined together, appearing from afar like a hideous, manic monster face!
This coffin… contained an entire polluted universe?
“Surprised?” [Chaos] saw Michael’s expression and his lips curved upward slightly. “You should know that we came from outside this world… and this thing is our previous trophy.”
“You… polluted an entire universe?” Michael’s [Mortal Divine Domain] continued to break apart. He gripped his giant sword tightly, shock appearing in his eyes.
“Who said it was just one?”
The smile on [Chaos]’s face grew more intense. He lightly beckoned with his finger, and a second, third, fourth… three more identical black coffins emerged from the void in this endless dark chamber!
Four black coffins, four struggling faces, four insane, diseased universes… This was the past of the Cthulhu mythology, and also the medals they prided themselves on.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud—
Urgent and chaotic knocking sounds came from inside these four coffins, each strike hammering heavily into the depths of Michael’s soul.
His eyes trembled violently!
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 52%…46%…33%…”
“What do you… want to do?” Michael resisted the insanity and bloodlust in the depths of his soul and growled.
“I told you, to make you my patient, and then… plunder your [Mortal Divine Domain],” [Chaos] spoke leisurely. “This hospital in Lin Qiye’s hands can’t fulfill its true purpose. Only I, Nyarlathotep, can continuously create mental patients, then cure them… thereby continuously plundering divine power.
Doctor Nyar is its most suitable master.”
As [Chaos]’s words fell, the [Mortal Divine Domain] was completely devoured by darkness. Michael’s consciousness was continuously torn apart amid the endless knocking sounds, finally returning to stillness, floating motionlessly in the center of the chamber like a corpse.
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 0%”
[Chaos]’s form slowly descended to the floor of the chamber. He casually put on the white coat symbolizing the director’s position, took out black-framed glasses from his pocket, and placed them on the bridge of his nose, looking like a gentle, intellectual Black scholar.
He walked up to the empty Michael and smiled as he spoke:
“Now, return to consciousness.”
Snap—!
With the sound of a finger snap, the progress bar above Michael’s head advanced slightly by one notch.
“Michael’s Treatment Progress: 1%”
“Reward extraction conditions met, beginning random extraction of Michael’s divine abilities…”
