Ange is currently experiencing a very strange feeling.
With the help of the Grand Arbitration, he successfully infiltrated the Thunder Lord's innermost "evil thoughts".
In the past, although he was a first-tier transcendent being on the [Fallen] path, he had always suppressed his instincts and powers, fearing that he would have a bad influence on others and commit some unforgivable sins.
Only today did he have the opportunity to indulge himself.
Generally speaking, everyone has some unknown evil thoughts in their inner world.
And... terrible emotions such as jealousy, greed, or resentment.
That's normal, it's just a thought.
However, these thoughts leave behind fragmented "memory fragments" or insignificant little things like "seeds of thought" in the mental world.
This gave high-ranking transcendents along the "Corruption" path the opportunity to manipulate things.
An Ge observed the situation briefly.
Under his invisible influence, the Thunder Lord's "evil thoughts" began to manifest in his eyes, transforming from chaotic and trivial ideas into more concrete images.
Scenes filled with violence, destruction, madness, and fragmentation began to appear, merging into an exceptionally vast "torrent."
It has to be said that this guy is quite "degenerate" in a certain sense, with "malicious thoughts" forming a torrent.
However… the Lord of Thunder seems to be a pure violent maniac and a destroyer, and doesn’t seem to have much interest in Cersei.
Unfortunately, he gained control of the very interesting power of "Thunder" for nothing.
An Ge thought to herself with a sarcastic remark.
Time is of the essence; these "evil thoughts" must be "detonated" before the Lord of Thunder can react.
After all, there is a significant gap between the two levels, so An Ge dares not relax in the slightest.
His gaze swept across the fragmented, chaotic images, quickly locking onto the largest and most emotionally intense scenes.
It includes scenes of thunder raging and destroying everything, images of gods sitting on their thrones and controlling the world, the gods prostrating themselves in fear and trembling with madness, and dreams of beautiful, long-armed ghosts launching sneak attacks...
An Ge nodded slightly, and her body began to melt rapidly, turning into a large mass of dark, viscous liquid, much like petroleum.
These black, slimy substances represent the unseen secrets deep within the soul; an ordinary person who merely glances at them will be irrevocably plunged into the deepest abyss of evil.
The black slime extended countless tentacles, which clung to the previously selected target.
"Seduction," "Degradation," "Outburst of Evil Thoughts"...
A series of extraordinary abilities were instantly activated, including the ultimate seductive power of the [Pleasure] pathway.
A faint pink mist appeared on the pitch-black, slimy tentacles.
The once fragmented and chaotic images suddenly expanded and grew, instantly filling the deepest part of my heart.
crackling...
A sudden burst of lightning illuminated the spot, followed by a continuous barrage of thunder.
Clearly, the Lord of Thunder is not without the means to counter An Ge's methods.
Although He does not possess the extraordinary ability to delve into the spiritual world, He has an exceptionally simple and direct approach to dealing with it.
The extremely violent lightning intertwined into a dense, fine web, crackling and popping, with electricity overflowing everywhere.
"That's an exceptionally brutal response..."
On the black slime, Ange's pained face appeared, and the pink mist suddenly thickened, struggling against the raging lightning.
"One second, two seconds..."
An Ge persevered under the lightning, silently counting in her mind.
He is currently in a state where he struggles to keep up with external changes.
Like a blind man, he was unsure of the progress of the battle between the Grand Arbiter and the Lord of Thunder, or whether his actions were effective.
He could only try his best to hold on, numbing himself by counting down the seconds to alleviate the pain and hoping to last just a little longer.
"Five...six..."
The pink mist was shattered by thunder.
"Seven...eight..."
The black, viscous liquid rose up in wisps of blue smoke.
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