Chapter 2155: Chapter 2152: Sudden Mutation
[Chaos Casino]
The gamblers’ attention was more focused than ever before,
even many of the major entities were sweating between their Tentacles.
The [uncertainty] about this duel was imnse, with situations arising that many of them couldn’t comprehend... Especially when Han Dong was headshot by a special bullet,
piercing the very foundation of his inner world.
No one expected,
that Han Dong’s secondary consciousness would ascend to a King at this mont, and possess a kind of "Trinity" high-ranking blood, which surpassed the quality of Blood Ancestor S-01,
aided by breakthrough Fusion and the support of the Demon Book, to repair the world’s injuries.
When Han Dong launched a counterattack from deadlock, successfully misleading his opponent step by step into delivering a decisive chop strike,
on the side of the gambling table, Boss K,
his octopus-tentacled face twitched violently and then retracted... extrely excitedly blowing bubbles, which burst with corresponding sounds:
"Well done!"
Shui, Miss Leng, and the recently arrived Queen, due to their inability to predict Han Dong’s performance as an ’uncertainty factor,’ did not place any individual bets.
In the face of Han Dong’s performance,
each of their expressions and hearts underwent different special changes,
Shui, most deeply imrsed in ’gambling’,
was so excited he stood up from his seat, propping his hands on the table edge, drooling madly.
"This guy! He could actually do such a thing!"
And just as Shui appeared extrely excited, because the gambling table was a 100% dynamic replica of a real place, the large gambling table symbolizing [Terminal North Continent] cracked open from the middle,
And not only that,
at the gap, there even appeared an extrely unstable cosmic rift leading to the [Shattered Dinsion].
If uncontrolled,
everything nearby could be sucked in, causing great destruction to S-01’s world, with a large amount of world essence flowing within.
As the person responsible for the gamble, Mr. Eugene hurriedly worked to nd the rift.
In the past, he could easily contain it,
but presently, a part of his attention was focused on blocking the "World Rubik’s Cube," slowing the repair speed sowhat.
At this mont.
Ptooey~
A thick sputum-laden saliva was spat out, working like an adhesive, conveniently landing on the fracture, aiding Mr. Eugene’s thods to completely stick the gap shut.
Mr. Eugene smiled and said:
"Thank you very much, out-of-town friend..."
Shui replied, "It was necessary, the gamble isn’t over yet... quickly eliminating such unnecessary influencing factors is better."
Mr. Eugene’s interest in Shui seed to grow a bit more, asking further: "What are your thoughts on the upcoming situation’s developnt?"
Shui wiped the saliva residue from the corner of his mouth with his index finger,
"Goodman has been driven into an unprecedented [desperate situation],
A guy like him will certainly pull out trump cards, including so even I’ve never seen... He’s a very cautious and mysterious guy, even the President remains on guard against him.
Perhaps there are so misjudgnts in this face-off, but he should have prepared corresponding redial asures in advance.
Oh~ That thing, huh? Hahaha, interesting, Mr. Goodman!"
Shui watched the gambling table, spying sothing in the Goodman’s model that had been sliced open.
He laughed hysterically, saliva seeping out through his fingers.
"So interesting! Didn’t expect Mr. Goodman would still have such a trick. But, in your current state, can you really play this trump card smoothly?"
At this ti,
Miss Leng, standing by, also followed Shui’s gaze,
and her complexion beca extrely ugly.
...
Hoo~ Hoo~ Hoo~
Han Dong gasped deeply,
The whole process of misleading the enemy continued for too long, and he and the Count maintained a 100% full state throughout.
As this sword swung out,
even though the white lotus continued spinning, Han Dong experienced fatigue, tremors of exhaustion in his limbs, and other severe overexertion symptoms... his floating grey hair seed Dyed Black but not yet released.
The recent chop wasn’t enough,
he could still sense the radioactive waves from Goodman’s body, though minute, it hadn’t died out completely.
"Count! Hold on a bit longer."
A surge of blood rushed up, causing both hands to grip the sword handle more tightly.
Just as he was about to launch a pursuit strike,
The Eye suddenly detected a strange detail.
Between Goodman’s severed cranial bones,
aside from the Shattered Black Mountain base and the Fusion brain, on the side of the base, through a magnetic field, lay a mysterious brain organization slightly smaller than a normal brain.
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None was injured by the earlier chop strike,
Moreover, the aura emanating from this brain structure is entirely different from Goodman’s,
It’s a completely distinct scent that Han Dong has never experienced before.
This small brain structure is actively wriggling, with nurous tendrils sprouting on the surface, even reflecting a shriveled, ugly face.
At this mont,
Mr. Teacher’s voice ca from the inner world, extraordinarily urgent:
"Nicholas! Quickly retreat... go seek help from your Demon’s ’Upper Rank’! This is the Vice President’s hidden brain left in Goodman’s skull as a ’sub-brain structure.’
He can transfer the main body here directly!"
Facing the warning,
Han Dong showed no intent to retreat,
Such an opportunity is the result of giving his all.
Once he retreats,
Goodman will have ti to ’self-heal,’ potentially purging the combined program virus of Little Yellow and ’The Matrix’ and restoring to his original state.
By then, defeat would be inevitable for him.
Without a mont’s hesitation,
Han Dong swung a heavy sword towards the sub-brain and the ruined Black Mountain Base.
The sword blade did not reach.
Buzz!
An over-phenonal "brain domain force field" spread outward.
Han Dong felt a sensation of plunging into a brain palace, his body restrained by the pressing, sticky restriction of the brain, making movent difficult.
If not for the ntal defense provided by the Mad Laugh Trait, Han Dong would have fainted from such a brain domain release.
"What level of spiritual impact is this!"
Due to the significant reduction in sword-swinging speed,
Suddenly!
A hand abruptly extended from the sub-brain’s surface, clutching Han Dong’s wrist tightly, halting the sword swing.
An ugly face without a skull, supported by piercing steel rods, erged from the sub-brain, the tongue licking up and down.
"Hmm! I can feel it... Goodman wasn’t wrong; your brain is so unique.
It’s truly wonderful! Soone like you can force Goodman to such an extent... no matter how you did it, this allows
to achieve a ’double harvest.’
Once I obtain your brain structure, I will naturally revisit what just happened."
The hidden brain had already transferred its essence over when sensing Goodman’s weakened state.
What remained in the Great Ice Mountain was rely a pre-prepared "realistic sub-brain."
Even he didn’t anticipate such an opportunity; he’d long coveted the "Black Mountain Base" that belonged to Goodman.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Waves of intense spiritual impact, like a universal-level majestic army, kept assaulting Han Dong’s consciousness! The entire World Tree shook violently because of it.
The Mad Laugh Fruit hanging on the branches exploded one after another.
Han Dong bled from his seven orifices, his face twisted... he was being slowly dragged towards the sub-brain.
To deal with Goodman alone, Han Dong had already exhausted his trump cards and thods.
Now, with an Upper Rank erging, dealing with it was beyond impossible.
His body was being slowly dragged towards the sub-brain.
Mr. Teacher from the Prison World and the still recovering Tom Penny both wanted to breach the ga’s rules and intervene forcefully.
[Critical Mont]
Amid intense consciousness turmoil, Han Dong noticed an unusual situation,
The "docunt bag" that had always been held in Goodman’s hand was now sohow hovering above his head, open.
Through the unzipped opening, the inside of the docunt bag revealed a brain cavity structure, along with a research center for developnt and material storage.
The docunt bag aid at Goodman, the main body, suddenly covered down,
Encompassing the two halves of Goodman’s split head, as well as the hidden brain within... squeak! The zipper closed simultaneously.
Completely sealed.
The ntal impact released by the hidden brain and the binding on Han Dong’s body were all severed by the docunt bag.
"What is this!"
Han Dong was astonished, not daring to pause for a mont.
A rapid retreat combined with a Vortex of Origin teleportation, pulling back a distance of several kiloters.
anwhile,
A danger sensation surpassing Goodman’s main body kept surging.
Just as the hidden brain sensed the deliciousness of Han Dong’s brain through physical contact,
The page rged within Goodman’s brain, having been wounded by the chop strike and hungry for more, the "Brain True Text" had also slled the delicious brain of the hidden brain, the king.
Or rather,
Since Goodman proposed acting with the hidden brain during the [Brain Ring Conference], it had already been salivating.
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