After storing away all the materials, Daniel suddenly lifted his head to look at the Emperor of Mind before him and spoke.
"Oh, there’s one more thing."
"That giant treasure chest I attacked earlier—if you used your authority as the Emperor of Mind, could you destroy it completely?"
The mont the question left his lips, the Emperor of Mind’s mouth twitched slightly. Then, with a decisive shake of his head, he replied,
"That I cannot do. I am unable to violate the rules of the ntal Plane."
"For us, the fact that we didn’t punish you for breaking the ntal Plane’s rules is already the limit of what we can allow."
"If you violate the rules again, all we could do is either expel you or execute you. As for actively destroying a particular thought-chest, that’s completely impossible."
Finishing in one breath, the Emperor of Mind let out a helpless sigh.
"For a being from the Origin Land like yourself, it’s difficult to understand the helplessness of being bound by the rules."
"There are things we simply cannot do—no matter how much we want to."
"If you insist on attacking that giant treasure chest again, the most we can do is turn a blind eye for a short ti."
"But you must rember—you will only have five seconds. After those five seconds, we will have no choice but to act."
Daniel’s interest was imdiately piqued.
"In that case... I won’t hold back."
The mont he said that, he didn’t give the Emperor of Mind any ti to respond. His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
At this mont, Fleshheart had not yet fully recovered his thoughts.
Even for him, restoring a large quantity of fragnted, erased thoughts in a short ti was no easy feat. It would take at least several minutes.
Still, by now Fleshheart had realized exactly what was happening.
He knew of the existence of the ntal Plane, so it took him only an instant to understand that his thoughts must have been damaged within that realm.
Imdiately, Fleshheart used his skills to reinforce the defenses of his thought-chest.
Even so, there was only so much he could do.
The realm of the mind was not his specialty—being able to add even a small boost to his defenses was already his limit.
anwhile, Daniel’s figure reappeared before the giant treasure chest, and without hesitation, he launched his attack.
Almost simultaneously, Fleshheart’s mind went blank once more, crashing like an overloaded system.
This ti, Daniel did not hold back in the slightest. He summoned every one of his avatars and unleashed the Spirit of Skills, directing them all against the massive chest before him.
In an instant, the entire ntal Plane erupted with violent flashes of light and countless slashing marks.
At the sa ti, Daniel used Mind Hunt.
Originally, Mind Hunt could only be triggered with a dagger in close combat—but now, he had adapted it into a ranged attack.
Mind Hunt rained down in torrents, like a storm of blades, saturating the giant chest in an unrelenting barrage.
Almost at that very mont, across the Flesh Continent, a palpable aura of corruption began to spread.
Fleshheart, of course, had no intention of just standing there and taking it. The mont he was attacked, he tried to fight back, his mind instantly erupting with countless thoughts.
But in the ntal Plane, any thought he ford would be instantly erased.
Thus, even while under attack, he had no way to retaliate—only to stand frozen in place and endure the strikes.
The simultaneous assaults from the ntal Plane and the Flesh Continent acted like a paralyzing spell cast directly on him. He could do nothing but stand there and take the punishnt.
This relentless attack lasted for the full five seconds.
And just as those five seconds ended, an overwhelming will surged through the ntal Plane.
Enzo appeared once again, imdiately launching an attack on Daniel with full force, his voice carrying an unrestrained roar of fury.
"All who break the rules shall be sentenced to death!"
But the very mont Enzo appeared, Daniel vanished from the spot, reappearing at the location of the Mind Core.
Seeing Daniel return, the Emperor of Mind sighed helplessly.
"Ah... now you must leave."
"Mind Expulsion!"
...
Flesh Continent
Fleshheart still stood, his outward appearance seemingly unhard.
Now that the influence of the ntal Plane was gone, his thoughts could flow again without interruption.
He looked toward Daniel, his eyes gleaming with a faint but unmistakable killing intent.
"Human... it was you, wasn’t it? You’ve been in the ntal Plane, destroying my thoughts."
As he spoke, he assessed the extent of the psychic contamination now tainting him. A deep, unquenchable anger welled up within his heart.
With his level of strength, he could clearly perceive just how dangerous psychic contamination could be.
If he had truly been injured during that attack, the corruption could have hard him fatally—he might well be dead already.
Daniel’s avatar t Fleshheart’s gaze with a calm, unreadable expression, offering no verbal response.
But at that mont, the avatar’s body was suddenly engulfed in a mass of writhing flesh.
In an instant, the avatar’s health plumted to a critical state.
However, the writhing mass did not finish him off completely.
Instead, Daniel’s avatar turned his eyes to take in his surroundings—
Everywhere he looked, there was nothing but pulsating, crawling flesh.
"So that’s how it is... looks like Fleshheart really is difficult to kill."
Once a being reached the Fake God level, dealing damage was no longer sothing simple attacks could achieve.
Here, in the heart of the Flesh Continent, nearly all of Daniel’s summoned avatars had been wrapped up in the encroaching flesh.
None of them had been outright destroyed, but their bodies were undergoing disturbing changes.
Thick, aimless growths of flesh began to sprout uncontrollably from their forms.
In the blink of an eye, all of the avatars had transford into grotesque monsters, their bodies covered in swollen, tumor-like lumps, their appearance enough to unsettle anyone who looked at them.
And yet, Daniel’s expression remained perfectly calm.
He slowly lifted his head and looked straight at Fleshheart before him.
"It seems that if I want to take you down, this level of attack just isn’t enough."
Fleshheart was nothing like he appeared on the surface.
What Daniel had learned from the recent battle was this—
In truth, the entire Flesh Continent was part of Fleshheart’s body.
If he wanted to kill the Fleshheart’s true form, it seed that he would have to destroy the entire continent itself.
Although the psychic contamination had indeed spread into the Flesh Continent, the relationship between the continent and Fleshheart was akin to that of a mother body and its avatars.
The contamination could affect the continent, but it had no real impact on the mother body itself.
As for Fleshheart’s core self—he had erged entirely unscathed.
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