novelsite Chapter 1738 Id, Superego, Ego
Chapter 1738 Id, Superego, Ego
Chapter 1738 Id, Superego, Ego
Countless streams of information surged across the sky in the form of visible, luminous green light.
It's like the wind, like the rain, and even more like a storm.
The giant sword and the giant claw clashed together, the hooks rubbing against the blade and emitting a piercing shriek.
The Titan Sargeras, the sword god, yanked the divine sword Highsalak from the claws of the Foolish Beast. The incomparably sharp blade, capable of slicing through all known matter, could only leave a series of intense sparks between the claws of the Foolish Beast.
As expected, the Foolish Beast has included [Grossark] in its immunity list.
Seeing this, Sargeras used Highsalak as a stick, striking the Foolish Beast in the chest and sending it flying far away. At the same time, he raised his free right hand and spread his five fingers.
A terrifying storm of evil energy instantly coalesced, forming a destructive energy tide powerful enough to annihilate the universe.
Although Sargeras was reforged from the Dark Titans into the Sword God Titan by Hether, his fel nature still remained in his soul, allowing him to wield various fel magics with ease.
He once used this Felstorm to instantly kill all the members of the Titan Pantheon, and now, with the amplification from Heather's weapon concept, his power is immeasurable.
Before the Foolish Beast could regroup, Sargeras, having amassed enough evil power, pointed his right index finger at the monster that represented the Foolish King's 'true self'.
The fel energy storm, representing destruction and death, condensed to its limit into a beam of emerald green light, transcending the barriers of time and space, linking cause and effect, and arriving before the Beast of Fools the moment it was pointed out.
The Finger of Death!
The Foolish Beast immediately suffered an unprecedented blow. Its brass armor and rivets melted and peeled off instantly, and its flesh and skin rotted and evaporated. Its bones and internal organs were pulverized by the evil energy, and its entire body was shattered in the reflection of the evil green light.
It's like facing the ultimate enhanced version of a gamma-ray burst. The energy impact that the Foolish Beast endures in less than a thousandth of a second is equivalent to the total solar energy released by trillions of suns over trillions of years.
But it still didn't die!
The Foolish Beast represents the Foolish King's true self, abandoning all wisdom and retaining only instinct to achieve the most primal and ultimate physical power. Beyond this, it also possesses the power of the Doomsday; if an attack inflicts a sufficiently powerful but not fatal blow, the Foolish Beast will immediately repair its body and evolve to become completely immune to that attack.
At this moment, the extremely wrecked body of the Foolish Beast, almost unrecognizable from its original form, was writhing strangely. Scattered but still barely connected chunks of rotting flesh and a few bone fragments quickly gathered together, and the remaining fel energy liquid on them was being absorbed.
Once the repairs are complete, the Foolish Beast will evolve to be completely immune to all evil powers.
Click!
The near-complete repairs were interrupted, and the Foolish Beast's body froze in place.
The next moment, its head separated from its body, and it completely lost its life.
The figure of Garcelek, the Unjust King, emerged behind the massive headless corpse, his left hand gripping the Water-Summoning Sword, his right hand clutching a brass rivet that had been cut in half.
“Too slow.” Sargeras’s deep, resonant voice was like thunder rolling across the Milky Way.
"I'm sorry, there aren't many opportunities to find this rivet. The true form of the 'Miracle Machine' will only be revealed when it is completely smashed to pieces."
The skeleton knight tilted his head slightly, implying that if the knight could use more powerful attacks to cripple the foolish beast, he could finish it off sooner.
The two unremarkable, even poorly made, brass rivets that Garcelik was holding between his fingers at that moment were the very body of the foolish king's divine artifact, the Miracle Machine.
The brass crown was just a smokescreen, a disguise.
The Foolish King used the Miracle Machine as a vessel to separate his 'true self' and forge the Foolish Beast. Every attack that puts the Foolish Beast in danger will stimulate this divine artifact and trigger a new miracle, namely 'immune evolution', which completely evolves and makes the attack type immune to the attack through an unreasonable miracle.
As long as the Miracle Machine itself remains intact, the Foolish Beast will continuously be reborn and evolve stronger within the Miracle Machine's 'miracles,' which is the source of its power. Moreover, the Miracle Machine's own miraculous reshaping ensures that it will not be destroyed by the aftershocks of battle; simply put, it is in an invincible state.
Only the Skeleton Knight in his Injustice King form could accurately strike the Miracle Machine's true form, because his concept represents the 'armor' of rejection. The moment the Injustice King's Water-Summoning Sword made contact with the Miracle Machine, it rejected its miraculous reconstruction, its instinct to survive, and its connection with the Fool King.
To achieve this precise strike, the Foolish Beast's body needs to completely disintegrate, giving the Skeleton Knight a chance to attack the Miracle Machine within its body.
Of all the weapon beings present, only Sargeras could deliver an attack powerful enough to disintegrate the body of the Foolish Beast.
In conclusion, one of the Foolish King's incarnations, the "Original Self - Beast of Foolishness," has finally been defeated.
Meanwhile, the battle against the foolish king [Superego] is also nearing its end.
Intense golden lightning illuminated the universe and pierced through the galaxy.
Platons' King Spear pierced through the Möbius Chair along with the cyber skeleton on it, and intense lightning continuously tore apart the tentacles and cables protruding from the Möbius Chair, destroying the internal structure of this god-level artifact.
The cyber skeleton sitting in the chair is the superego of the Foolish King, the God of Foolish Numbers, forged using the divine artifact [Mobius Chair] as its vessel.
The God of Numbers can instantly calculate an enemy's combat habits, predict various possible scenarios, and prioritize the optimal solution. Furthermore, the vast skill pool accumulated by the Foolish King ensures that the God of Numbers' countermeasures can defeat any enemy.
At this moment, his entire body was also pierced by golden lightning. Crackling sparks and black smoke billowed from his slightly open metal skull jaws, from which intermittent electronic sounds and cacophony emanated:
"Severe damage, ka ka ka, serious damage, ka ka ka, in compliance with agreement, ka ka ka, unable to start, ka ka, selecting option seven, ka ka ka..."
He has no emotions, only rational calculations, which can also be understood as an absolute divinity that transcends humanity and instinct.
It was precisely because of this that he fell into Wakatsuki Magenori's dice trap, step by step walking into the web of cause and effect she had carefully woven.
Do you enjoy making predictions? What if all the optimal solutions you predict fail when the actual event occurs for seemingly impossible reasons? How will your electronic brain handle that?
Normally, the predictions of the God of Foolish Numbers wouldn't be wrong, but he was facing Wakatsuki Magenori, who embodied the concept of fate. Every time a 20 was rolled, Magenori could rewrite the absolute future predicted by the God of Foolish Numbers. Even if the price was that Magenori overdrawn the good fortune of the next thirty world cycles, she still managed to cause the God of Foolish Numbers to briefly crash after multiple failed predictions.
Dragon King Placidusax seized the opportunity and with a single strike, Placidusax's Regal Lance, completely sealed the fate of the God of Numbers.
Amidst the increasingly intense sparks and smoke, the God of Foolish Numbers struggled to raise his hand as if to grasp something, but was ultimately shattered into pieces along with the Möbius Chair by the piercing lightning.
The Foolish King's clone, [Superego - God of Foolish Numbers], was also utterly defeated.
Now only the true form of the Foolish King remains, hiding and never showing himself.