The fake Ruben walked over to the already stunned William and together they looked out at the Pathology World through the window.
At this mont, the lighthouse of the psychiatric hospital was reactivated, and a beam of light shone directly over, initially thinking it could easily disperse the gray fog and gather relevant data on the sick focus, but it was stopped outside the dense gray fog and could only roughly see the outline of the continental plate.
Ruben also voiced his questions, "What is this gray substance? I've never seen such a barrier from the false gods, and it can even block my lighthouse."
William explained obediently, "This is not a barrier, but 'Gray Matter.' A tabolic byproduct produced by the sick focus, or one might say a secretion of the world.
Any world invaded and parasitized by the sick focus will gradually be shrouded by this stuff,
This secretion corresponds to the most original pathogen, stimulating any form of matter to undergo 'pathological changes,' even inorganic matter will 'get sick' as a result."
Now it seems the sick focus was prepared, maximizing the discharge of secretions to form such a pathological biological field, to know what's inside, we'll have to go in and see."
"What an interesting world, reaching such a degree solely through the organisms themselves without relying on any external force. Perhaps once I fully control this world, I could transport it to a new world for related research.
If that's the case, let's go directly in."
"How do we go directly in? Should I and the boss go in, or should the whole high-rise go in?"
"I am Mobius."
With that said, the entire high-rise began to move.
Standing by the window inside the house, William couldn't tell how the building was moving; he could only imagine multiple rocket thrusters bound to different areas of the high-rise, with enormous energy driving it toward the sick focus, yet he couldn't hear any sound in reality.
Driven by an absolute thirst for the unknown, William used Little Grape's vision trait to gain a 'third-person' view and completely pulled out of the building.
The scene that t his eyes left both him and the Little Grape inside him completely dumbfounded.
This Mobius headquarters, which exceeded the world's height and traversed the plane's crevice, had lost its 'building' trait, almost as if it had co to life.
Nurous indescribable tendril-like things sprouted between the walls, forming chaotic structures like fleshy wings, a neural network, multi-toed large feet, and hand-wall structures without any rules,
moving forward through crawling, wriggling, spatial grasping, and squeezing thods,
suggesting a highly complete combination between the First Disaster and that chaotic world behind Lorrian.
Seeing this, William broke into a cold sweat, even unconsciously starting to stomp quickly, as if everything happening now had already exceeded his plans.
Soon, part of the building had already touched the dense fog composed of Gray Matter.
This fog, which could block perception, had little ability to resist physical entities, and its infection effects on the First Disaster were close to zero.
Moreover, the combination with Lorrian itself provided a prerequisite for the First Disaster to invade the sick focus, a layer of silver covered the building's surface, rendering all pathogens to view the building as a kindred and no longer affect it.
As the chaotic tentacles growing on the building's surface completely tore apart the dense fog, five continents ca into view.
Located at the world's center, the largest area with the densest source of the pathogen, the [Central Domain], naturally beca the best landing point,
the First Disaster itself also preferred the 'center' concept, most suitable for his supervision and control over the entire world.
The building landed without any noise,
countless chaotic tentacles had appeared early at the bottom, rooted into the ground like roots, stabilizing the building as it stood upright at the world's central most position.
All the Plague Masters in their respective Source Epidemic Areas were on high alert at this mont, each using their ans to seal their Source Epidemic Area.
However.
The situation did not follow the plan William conveyed, the performance did not start directly.
After the building took root, all those tendril-like things for moving between planes retracted, and the living high-rise once more returned to its original shape.
But this peace did not last long,
The large doors at the base of the building opened,
Thousands of Rubens, their faces blocked by a mosaic, wearing white robes, walked out successively, slightly bending their knees before ascending into the air, speeding past the sound barrier in seconds, flying toward different areas of the Pathology World.
They seed to be searching for the New Moon,
or perhaps they had other plans,
William, following behind the last fake Ruben, also ca to the ground floor of the building from the mansion, looking at each fake body flying to different positions in the world, asking rather uneasily, "Boss, what are you trying to do?"
"Supervision and control."
"Then... should I expose my identity now to lure those Plague Masters over?"
"No rush~ Take it slow.
After all, I haven't found that massive 'defensive facility' ntioned in the information. These Patients were supposedly doing so projects here earlier, but now it looks like they have hidden sothing."
"Facility?" William asked with a face full of doubt, "These Patients worked in silos, organized around Source Epidemic Areas, never having united to build anything even when the God's army was closing in back then... Is this information really reliable?"
"More reliable than you... Besides, it seems these guys either guessed or found out through so ans that I would co looking for the New Moon and hid it in advance.
After the building landed, although I can sense the New Moon is in this world, I still can't pinpoint its location.
Do you think soone might have tipped them off?"
"Boss! Don't look at , my Madness Brain is open to inspection at any ti! Besides, I've always been locked up in the psychiatric hospital!
The sick focus is no simple matter, there are so very clever Plague Masters, let's move quickly! I can't wait to witness the boss's heroic bearing."
"Find
the New Moon within half an hour, or your Disaster title will be revoked."
"Yes, boss!"
William imdiately disguised himself, putting on a white robe similar to Ruben's, and the two of them ascended into the sky side by side, giving a simple explanation of the world's structure.
"The current state of the new sick focus should be a twinned world ford after complete infection of the human world by the original sick focus. If there's no New Moon in this side of the world, we can search the original sick focus's site.
Really~ It seems these old, undying Patients have indeed hidden everything, and as an infected by Moon Transformation Disease, I too cannot locate the New Moon.
By the way, boss, can't we extend the half-hour constraint a little..."
Ruben, however, changed his eyes, "I don't need you! It's smoother than expected, these guys actually didn't resist imdiately, allowing my assimilation bodies to disperse to the world's key nodes.
If one willingly gives up the opportunity, one must bear serious consequences."
"Boss, you're going to..." William suddenly realized he had asked this question before, "Domination and control!"
Through Little Grape's vision, looking afar,
The previously scattered fake bodies were already suspended at varying altitudes around the world, ranging from 500m to 2000m off the ground.
At this mont,
All the fake bodies lifted their hoods, revealing scalps with obvious surgical marks and casually removing their own skullcaps, exposing the inside where nurous wires interlaced, a fully restrained brain structure.
All fake bodies simultaneously raised and spread their arms, including the one beside William.
Their movents all followed the real Ruben body, who had yet to set off, deep within the building.
Their arms forcefully ca together at this mont,
their palms collided with each other in front,
clap!
Synchronous clapping!
Carrying an intense primal malice, a malice terd as domination and control, it perated the sick focus completely.
All Source Epidemic Areas,
whether it's the Cancer Palace, hailed as the strongest, the most unique Monastery, or the newly constructed Joint Epidemic Area, all were penetrated.
Including Plague Masters, they all sensed a cognitive invasion,
even their most fundantal DNA chains were pierced and sealed by wires,
[Malicious Control]
This thing that dominated the Evil Circle completely had now shifted from the City of Evil to the sick focus.
Yet William simply watched all this silently, he needed to buy more ti for Yi Chen over there.
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