The things that Tawil did were always a little crazy. Just like every other scientist in the Empire, she was used to pushing all possible useful but definitely unsafe plans to the forefront. This bespectacled sister's creed in life was:
Who cares, let's try it out first!
The only thing worth rejoicing about was that at the very least, she still had the basic bottom line of a scientist, which was that the theories that she deduced were basically not fatal. At most, there would be some minor side effects, just like right now, this Fallen Apostle that I had 'treated'.
According to Tawil's mathematical model, I did my best to adjust my own Void power, suppressing its corrosive and destructive power to the minimum. Then, I used it to shock the prisoner's soul, reversing the power of the Abyss that he was infected with into a state of inactivation. In all fairness, based on my own intuition, I believed that this experiment was a success. After landing a heavy punch on the other party and releasing the Void power at the same time, I truly felt as if I had shattered something in his spiritual world, and the repulsive feeling from that thing was undoubtedly the Abyss. Even though I still couldn't grasp what exactly happened in that instant, Tawil's mathematical model was obviously extremely accurate. It was just that this kind of rapid treatment couldn't compare to the subtle changes that Visca and the others had made.
"How do you feel now?"
I glanced at the Fallen Apostle that was still bound in chains, suspended in midair. His eyes were already clear, but it was unknown which side his soul currently belonged to.
"Very clear, but who knows what will happen later." The other party grinned at me. "Your Majesty, according to what you said just now, you have already grasped the secret of the ruins, and even know of the Fallen Apostle's grand plan. Even I don't know about the latter, so it seems like I'm useless. You can't possibly be planning to silence me, right?"
"Silence your sister." I glared at this fellow, then reached out to pinch Sandora's claws. "Look, the person beside me is half an Abyss Apostle. In reality, we don't mind having someone in our camp who carries the power of the Abyss, as long as he is under our control."
"That isn't difficult." The other party laughed. "As long as this state can …"
I raised my eyebrows. As expected, the other party's gaze changed in the next second. His face was resolute and resolute. "Your power is very strange, but it is meaningless. For the sake of the great cause, I will never stand on your side!"
"Tell me, what kind of scam is this?" I had already dispersed my Void form. At this moment, I began to pull at my hair, my face full of bitterness. "This fellow acts like he's having a stroke. Whose side are we on?!"
Shadora was also speechless. She used her large claws to poke the body of the fallen apostle in front of her, absent-mindedly saying, "This should only be temporary. Compared to just now, the time he's awake has clearly been extended."
"I am very clear-headed right now, and I am very clear that this strange experiment of yours has no chance of success," the fallen apostle said resolutely. His next sentence was even more resolute than before. "Then, Your Majesty, I apologize for what I said just now..."
I continued to pull at my hair. "You don't even need to cool down now?"
This was the scam that we were facing now. Tawil's mathematical model was correct. Her estimation of the usage of the Void Creature's special power was correct as well. The only problem was that the Abyss Infected who had been reversed using this treatment method didn't seem to be stable. After the prisoner was knocked out by me, he started to go crazy. Now, he was jumping between the Fallen Apostle state and the normal Apostle state, switching back and forth. Moreover, there was no pattern to the switching. The two personalities would occasionally fight, and the concrete manifestation would be him scolding himself every five minutes …
"He is paranoid before the treatment, but after the treatment, he becomes schizophrenic." Sandora twirled her hair around her claws in boredom. Then, she let go of her hair, just like a little girl waiting to go home. "The Shiring Apostles have never been troubled by mental illness before. I really have no experience in this aspect … Why don't we call Liliana over? Didn't she say that she is a psychologist? "
"That brat can come over and mess around. This unlucky child won't need any treatment at all." I quickly waved my hand. What a joke. Get Liliana to come over and treat the wounded? That lass's black-bellied heart was so evil that it even reached the folds of her skin! Not too long ago, she was still planning to use the prisoner in front of us to practice the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty. I was really worried that after Liliana came over, this unlucky Fallen Apostle would be tormented to the point that an entire Brotherhood of Brothers would appear.
"Don't worry about me," Prisoner A said. Mm, since he still had the side of the Fallen Apostle, let's continue to call him Prisoner A for now. "Although the abnormality in my mental state is a test, I will overcome it."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Who is worried about you? I am worried that you will hurt others after I let you out! What if you bite someone with your constant bouts of Yin and Yang? "
"You are wise. One second is enough for me to self-destruct. By then, you will have to apologize for your stupidity … Your Majesty, please accept my sincere apology. The first half of what I said earlier was an accident."
Damn it. When is this going to end?!
"Do you want me to treat this bastard again?" Looking at Prisoner A, who had only been normal for a few minutes, turn back into the Fallen Apostle, I felt my teeth itch with hatred. I couldn't help but rub my palms together. Sandora glanced at me and curled her lips. "If you treat him again, there won't even be a need to save him. Didn't you notice that two-thirds of his body's components are still shattered?"
Alright, I really didn't expect the power of the void to be so tyrannical. I clearly only wanted to sweep through the other party's soul, but a lot of it still leaked into the main material plane. This unlucky child still hasn't recovered.
"Just you wait. If you still look like this after twenty-four hours, I don't mind letting my sister continue drawing circles on your body." After a few minutes, I was once again fiercely ridiculed by the other party's Fallen Apostle personality. I anxiously pointed at the other party's nose and said, "Don't forget that black half hour when you were captured!"
Once the big sister's curse came out, who could resist it? Even the Fallen Apostle who was unmoved by force or persuasion couldn't help but shiver on the spot. The circles drawn by the big sister had probably become a lingering shadow in this fellow's life.
Just as Sandora and I were waiting to see when this prisoner's condition would stabilize, the surrounding space suddenly trembled. Someone opened a dimensional cage and teleported in.
What appeared in front of us was a projection of a tall, beautiful bespectacled lady with long hair draped over her shoulders. She was wearing the white uniform of a researcher. It was Tawil.
It seemed that I hadn't seen the real body of this coffin lover for a long time. Really, in a few more days, this fellow's setting would probably be in the same series as Gaia and Anveena. He would be the legendary race of translucent light emitting bodies!
"Your Majesty, did you summon me?" Tawil said to me after saluting Sandora and me.
I extended my hand and pointed at the Fallen Apostle who was convulsing. "Look at this unlucky fellow. I treated him according to your method. Now, he's a bit schizophrenic. When the symptoms get serious, he'll slap his own mouth."
Sandora and I roughly explained the situation after the Fallen Apostle received the void attack. Tawil nodded to express her understanding. She then took out some strange equipment from her personal space and assembled it in midair. She extended her finger that had already turned into a probe and pierced it into the prisoner's collarbone without the slightest hesitation.
"His thinking core and intelligence processor are in this position."
While reading the data, Tawil turned her head to explain to me. I was momentarily stunned.
"In other words … his brain is actually below his collarbone?" I felt that it was inconceivable.
Sandora and Tawil nodded matter-of-factly. I fell silent. Alright, it seemed that I had gotten used to confusing the Shiring Apostles with the human body structure. I had almost forgotten about the various magical structures within their bodies. For example, Sandora looked like a soft girl on the outside and was also a soft girl in all aspects. However, when she entered her battle state, which was the Soul Reaper state, her body was a ball of light. She didn't even have a physical structure … Wait a minute, I seemed to have a wonderful idea.
"Lass, where is your thinking core?" I asked softly as I touched Sandora's arm.
This question was a little strange. It seemed inconceivable for a couple to ask such a question. However, for a couple who had already accepted this problem and whose race was no longer able to stop them, this kind of topic was just flirting. In any case, I felt that it was fun to discuss these academic questions with Sandora. It gave me a sense of accomplishment that I had transcended the barriers between races.
"Thinking core?" Sandora thought for a moment. "In human form, it's the same as an earthling's. It's in the head. In battle form …"
Speaking until here, Sandora rubbed her stomach. "It's about this position. It's the most heavily guarded place."
I was speechless. "… Stomach?"
"About the same. Next to it," Sandora said honestly.
I cried. Would you believe me?
At this moment, Tawil stood up and coughed lightly. It woke me up from the fact that Sandora's thinking core was actually in her stomach. During her inspection, prisoner A had been tightly bound by various restraints. Now that he had finally regained the ability to move, he immediately lowered his head and checked his body nervously. It was as though he was afraid that his chastity would be violated by the white-robed researcher in front of him who was filled with an aura of danger. Yep, I understood. If it was me, I would definitely feel uncomfortable if a woman suddenly poked me for a long time, even if the other party was a very beautiful woman. Not to mention, the poking was done in such a strange way.
"The inspection is complete." Tawil looked relieved. "The reaction of the Abyss in his body is steadily decreasing, but the concentration of the Abyss is still the same. This is completely in line with my previous inference: Your Majesty, your power did not cause the Abyss to disappear. Instead, it changed its nature and turned into an ordinary energy body that is completely harmless to the physical world. Now, this experimental specimen is gradually recovering from the influence of the Abyss. His thinking core and information processing system are slowly adjusting themselves. It's just that the time of impact was too short, and the reversal of the Abyss is not perfect yet. That's why this current relapse occurred. But don't worry, he will completely stabilize after a while. At that time, the restraints on his body will automatically be removed. You can use this as your judgment. After all, the psionic energy in the Shiring Apostles' body can also actively suppress the Abyss after it reaches a normal concentration — at least in theory."
"How long will it take?" I asked anxiously.
"Not more than an hour," Tawil said straightforwardly.
It was only an hour. Since Sandora and I had nothing to do, we might as well just wait here. Tawil went back. She still had countless research topics to carry out. Every single projection was precious. Meanwhile, the Fallen Apostle was still going crazy. The speed at which he switched personalities was getting faster and faster. Sometimes, he would even say a sentence in half. The first half of the sentence was cursing at me, and the second half of the sentence was used to apologize. I was exhausted on his behalf. Sandora finally had enough fun and retracted her claws. I had no choice but to deal with the little girl's sudden interest. She began to pester me, asking me when I planned to have a child. Some of the topics I mentioned just now might have stimulated this happy and silly big sister queen.
But heavens, how many children do we have at home? Every day, I would carry a Mercury Lamp on my shoulder, carry Little Bubble in my arms, and have a Xijing doing back flips and running 3km sprints in my head. I would walk around the living room with a yogurt bottle in my left hand and a lollipop in my right hand, telling the little ancestors stories about Sun Wukong beating up the Happy Chicken Spirit three times. I felt that not only was my father's anger leaking out, my father's anger was leaking out!
The two of us discussed the issue of when to have a child for an entire hour. At first, Sandora was still discussing this with me with a blushing face due to her shyness. But after a few minutes, she was happily discussing whether the Shiring Apostles needed to sleep separately from their lovers after giving birth. I didn't even know what this cute fellow was thinking in her head. Giving birth to a child using an external incubator, what does that have to do with you?
"You don't have any experience," Sandora happily swayed back and forth. She was already completely immersed in a strange world. "Hey, Ah Jun, speaking of which, I really didn't pay attention to such matters in the past. Also, isn't our situation a little special? Hehe, when I have time, I will ask who has experience … "
I was already dizzy and could only pinch Sandora's nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Girl, you are becoming more and more like an earthling. Speaking of which, why did you suddenly think about children?"
"I think that children should be fun," Sandora said honestly.
I thought about the doll that woke up early every morning and smashed her father with a box and the little girl that required the Royal Guards to search the entire city every three days. In fact, to them, the situation was that their father was quite fun.
"If you really think that children are fun, then go home and play with Mercury Lamp and Little Bubble." I scratched Sandora's nose. "Of course, Xijing is fine too, but that child is a little boring."
"Cough, cough. Let me interrupt. When are you two going to stop discussing this topic?"
Just as Sandora and I were getting further and further away from the topic of children, another voice suddenly came from the side.
I turned my head to look and saw that Prisoner A had already woken up from his chaotic monologue.
Beside him was a restraining device that was already in standby mode. According to Tawil's settings, these restraining devices would only be removed after the Abyss Reaction in the prisoner's body had completely entered a harmless state. In other words, Prisoner A had now completely turned into a normal Shiring Apostles.
Tawil's theory was correct, and my actions were also on point. I felt that I might have been Bethune with broken wings in my previous life, specializing in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. Shallow Shallow's words were right, 'The Fist of Philosophy will surely save' … Cough, cough. Let us temporarily put aside Shallow Shallow's off-line thoughts and take a look at the former Fallen Apostle's situation.
"Now, you shouldn't return to your chaotic state." Sandora switched to her cold and arrogant Queen form almost without any delay. She glanced at the other party with the indifferent attitude of a leader. "What is your name?"
The former Fallen Apostle, who had already regained his freedom, was stunned by Sandora's instantaneous change in appearance. However, he immediately reacted. "Carter? Carlo, middle-level commander, subordinate … "
Completely different from the countless times before, this time, the other party finally happily told me his military unit number, his name, and the level of authority he had in the entire Fallen Apostle camp. Although this information no longer seemed to be of any value, it was a pretty good signal. At the very least, it meant that they had one less enemy, and the Imperial Army now had an additional veteran who had served in the Fallen Apostle army for many years and was familiar with the enemy's combat methods.
"I am very curious, Carter." After confirming that the other party had completely returned to normal, I suspiciously looked into the eyes of this former Fallen Apostle, trying to find a bit of the insanity and stubbornness from not too long ago. "Of course, I don't have any doubts about my own power, but you don't seem to have undergone any fundamental changes. I can feel that the abyssal reaction on your body hasn't decreased in the slightest, and it seems like your previous memories haven't changed in the slightest. Then, what exactly are you thinking right now? In a situation where your memories and intelligence haven't changed at all, how are you able to redefine yourself as a Shiring Apostles and not a Fallen Apostle?"
Not only was I curious about this question, even Sandora was extremely concerned about it, because it was still an unsolved mystery to this day. The Fallen Apostles, these former Empire compatriots who were affected by the power of the abyss, completely retained their memories of the past, and also possessed clear intelligence. The only difference was that their worldview had undergone a great change. Just what kind of change was it that allowed them to use the same intelligence and memories to produce completely different judgment? Perhaps this Fallen Apostle who had just completed his transformation in a clear-headed state would know some inside information.
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