The double-lock structure was so classic it was copied verbatim without any highlights.
The flaw was its complete lack of variation, too rigid.
But the advantage was its infuriatingly strong and stable nature!
With Ji Jue's level of mastery, trying to simultaneously dissolve four different circuits with different frequencies and intensities was simply a fool's dream. But it didn't matter, as long as it was fast enough, so long as it was quick, the fragnts wouldn't have ti to contaminate the blessing.
As long as it was fast enough, it would be...
Absolutely perfect!
In that instant, beneath Ji Jue's hands, an unprecedentedly shrill and piercing cry erupted—as if the spiritual energy vibrations, suppressed at an extrely fine scale, acted like blades, ignoring the Ghost Work Ball's astonished cries and warnings, and slashed down!
"Shatter for !"
Under the overlapping hands and interlaced fingers, that tiny Dissociation Blade raced at a frightening speed comparable to lightning.
Like the wildly spinning blade of a shredder, stirring and spiraling, contracting layer by layer.
As it touched, all the runes and circuits shattered, scraping deep cracks from the Superior's insignia. All the fragnts were then extracted by the spiritual operation of Non-attack.
As if a sharp knife skimd across the mbrane of an eye, leaving behind only a cold touch, not harming the core in the slightest!
In just an instant, the sound of the pendant collapsing, breaking the last crude cage!
Snap!
The sound of shattering, so crisp.
As if dreamlike strears rose from between Ji Jue's hands, the prepared Ghost Work didn't have ti to complain about Ji Jue's rough handling. A light blue light appeared, constructing anew the shackle structure in the void, sealing that ray of light once more, extracting it!
"Big success!"
Ji Jue cheered in celebration, looking at the rising sparkles from the shattered pendant and subconsciously habitually reached out to snatch a handful...
But by the ti he realized what he was actually grabbing, it was already too late.
The ability of chanical Descent had instinctively completed the capture and absorption of the Superior Essence and then, unprecedentedly, erupted!
Instantly, repulsion, projection out!
Even, a faint sense of grief and anger.
What are you eating? Are you really that hungry?
A tangible sense of nausea and anger erged from Ji Jue's heart, filling his mind, almost making him unable to resist screaming out: Shit, there's shit!
Moreover, there's poison in the shit!!!
As the process of casting in the lting Furnace turned into an illusion before his eyes, and the creator began to show off their 'specialty,' Ji Jue could no longer restrain his nauseating feeling.
"Yuck!!!"
Forget it, forget it, I must forget it quickly, otherwise, this shadow will never be wiped away!
But aside from the disgust and nausea, as he recalled the sensation just now, he couldn't help but fall into confusion—In that mont, when he reached out his hand, aside from that bit of essence, which was all dross, it seed like, maybe, he had also caught sothing else?
But that sensation was too weak, like trying in vain to hold onto flowing water, and quickly, slipped away from his fingertips under the pull of the Ghost Work.
Was that... a blessing?
In that mont, he was stupefied, gazing blankly at his own hands.
Spiritual energy, the fountain from which the soul flows, harnessing the Power of Superior to create miracles and Destruction, it stood to reason that it could be interfered with and manipulated by human hands.
But blessings were glorious Crystals that sprouted and grew from within the Superior in the cycle of all things in the world... how could they be touched by one's own hands?
Or to say, was that just an illusion of surprise?
He couldn't tell.
But his gaze couldn't help but fall on his wristwatch, which had been silent for many days. If the Non-attack Creation could control spiritual energy to create infinity, what did that power that could even effortlessly extract Mutants signify?
The wristwatch remained silent as usual.
The hands moved forward steadily, never stopping.
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Under the afternoon sun, at the deepest part of the workshop, in front of the massive lting Furnace, the Fla Light flickered on and off, the fire that had been burning for six years still rising, never ceasing.
[Observation system self-check completed, no errors found]
The Heavenly Artisan, devoid of simulated personality, reported calmly, [Temporary administrator Ji Jue has self-taught a high-rank application in handling the target, probably by fluke.
Besides, there's sothing even more important—Ji Jue caught a blessing from the Superior with his own hands, even if just for a mont.]
Ye Xian glanced over coldly: "The Non-attack path already relies on hands, touching a blessing is not strange."
[This does not match the records in the database, do we correct it?]
"No need. Command 977, wipe this segnt of the record, eradicate it completely, no backup or Recovery allowed."
[As you command, execution complete]
Thus, the room returned to silence once more.
After a long while, Ye Xian turned and left.
The lights went out.
In the darkness, only the Fla Light, seemingly eternal, silently flowed.
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