My Cell Prison-Chapter 822 - Ancestor Body

Chapter 822: Chapter 822 Ancestor Body

Chapter 822: Chapter 822 Ancestor Body

“Dead?”

As Vino, enveloped in the problems of contamination, was held in Han Dong’s arms, she also slowly tried to look towards the battle’s outbreak at the Brain Center with laughter escaping Han Dong. She continuously recited holy prayers in her heart, trying to gradually accept the fallen scene before her.

One move.

Just one move… Dumps had executed the Ancestor Return – Demon.

What kind of strength was this?

Moreover, at the same time as he pierced through the Demon Core, Dumps had immediately turned back to rejoin the team… Such speed, Vino could hardly see clearly.

“Is this… the power of a Demon?”

The reason the Witch God Knight Legion’s Magic Way had replaced the Doomsday Knight Brigade’s cursed route was simple.

The Demon Knights, who achieved their power through training in the Magic Way, were far stronger than the cursed knights…

Since joining the Doomsday Knight Brigade, Dumps had received absolute priority from the Great Demon Leader.

In a short time, he had replaced the subordinate the Great Demon Leader most favored and was directly taken under his wing for training.

Over the past year, Dumps had spent nearly 80% of his time within the Knight Regiment, undergoing Demon training.

It wasn’t due to a fortunate coincidence or for the sake of plunging a knife into his own ribs for a friend that he abandoned the Witch God Knight Legion.

From the start, Dumps had his eyes on the Great Demon Leader… He simply used a seemingly reluctant method to induce the Great Demon Leader to recruit him, gaining an advantage early on.

After all, the target Dumps had chosen for Breaking the Breed was a Demon Spirit, a special Demon formed by pure Magic Crystals hundreds of kilometers away from the Holy City in Magic Crystal Canyon.

He gained a unique Talent Tree known as the Magic Crystal Tree.

Compared to Han Dong’s ‘assembled limbs’, Dumps’s abilities seemed less cluttered and chaotic.

Well-versed in all types of magic, Dumps, through ‘infusion’, collected all magic into the Magic Way, diversifying them and turning himself into a pure, perfect Demon.

A year of Demon training had brought about a fundamental change in Dumps.

In some ways, he was similar to the Great Demon Leader, but on another level, he was completely different from the Great Demon…

Observing Dumps, covered in Demonized White Armor (Light) across his body.

It wasn’t just Han Dong, even Vino could discern a distinct ‘kingly’ aura exuding from Dumps.

…

“Vino, have you adjusted yet?”

“Yes…”

Vino focused on the ‘Brain Rats’ gathering in the center of the junkyard, alongside the Mad Laugh Domain that Han Dong unknowingly spread.

Her mind had gradually accepted this fallen scene…

Although the contamination was still invading Vino’s entire body, it wasn’t enough to instantly corrupt her… She could probably endure for about an hour, with her powers restricted to 80%.

“The Ancestor Return body isn’t so easily killed.

Next, the real battle begins… What Dumps killed was merely the external body the Lord used to receive guests.

The real entity has completely abandoned its original flesh and embedded itself in the deepest part of the ‘Brain’, attempting to touch higher realms of mythology on the brink of madness.

Prepare yourself…”

“Alright.”

Dumps’s single execution had significantly boosted the morale of the squad.

Enduring all sorts of contamination, Vino unleashed a more powerful Holy Flame Domain, scorching the nearby Brain Rats… At the same time, the Royal Family’s limited edition Power Armor ejected massive amounts of steam, forming a pair of steam-formed angel wings on her back.

Seeing that Vino had accepted and adapted, Han Dong did not offer further ‘protection’.

Of course… in the upcoming battle against the Ancestor Return, Han Dong could not provide protection either, as he himself would be plunged into danger.

“Count, are you ready?”

“After all this way you still ask? Oh Mother,

But… your teammate here is really impressive. When you defeated me back then, it wasn’t all because of this ‘new king’ who executed that old centipede at the start of the battle.

Let’s do it then.

Looking at their demeanor, they won’t spare us… Even if I die, if I can drag you and this new king down with me, I would consider it worth it.”

…

Edge of Madness.

Mountains of “Brain Rats” devoured the Lord’s mangled body.

This act of devouring caused further ‘brain transformation’ among them.

The proportion of brain tissue reached over eighty percent… continuously compressing, blending, and becoming a massive brain with rat fur, achieving ‘total integration’.

Visible rings of grey matter spread out, disturbing the neural thoughts of the three people.

There was simply no stopping this process.

Of course, Han Dong did not want to stop it; he desired the full manifestation of the Lord’s true form…

“Hmm? Still changing?”

The collective brain tissue continued to undergo a form of dimensional compression.

Whoom!

Suddenly, a strong wave of grey matter spread out… the junkyard was filled with dust, and Han Dong immediately protected his two teammates, braving this mental storm alone…

“What on earth is this!?”

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead as he witnessed the completion of the current transformation.

The dust settled.

What was revealed to them was no longer the disgusting crowd of brain rats or the connected mass of rat fur brain… but a “door”.

A door formed from the compressed living brain matter,

a door leading to the truth,

a door to the ‘Edge of Madness’ of the brain,

light pink, with the brain cortex slightly wriggling, grey tentacles growing between the folds of the brain,

Lord of Perugia City, Ramsden M Wazki, stood just behind the door.

He transcended his physical form, standing at the edge of madness, trying to touch the deeper, purer domain of Myth not achievable in his primal state.

Yet, he was quite far from that step, only able to glance over the edge.

Then, the ‘door’ opened.

Through the crack of the door, Han Dong glimpsed a bit of the inside… which immediately caused his pupils to flood with blood, droplets of blood streaming from the corners of his eyes.

“You… are not knights.”

A primal, ancient, mad voice filled with profanity came from inside the door.

Snap! A hand reached out and grasped the side of the door.

It was a hand composed of brain tissue, the gaps filled with the eyes of rats…

Tap… tap… tap~

As the footsteps touched the ground, they became ‘brain-structured’.

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When the Lord’s true form fully emerged… crunch crunch~

The tissue on his back connected with the door, slowly pulling the door into his body.

Subsequently.

The absorbed ‘door’ reappeared on the surfaces of his left and right arms, transformed into two ‘shields’.

They presented a stance of holding shields in both the main and off-hand… somewhat similar to the Lord’s ‘reception’ posture.

The shield grown on the left arm bore the imprint of a moon,

while the shield on the right showed the sun,

both made from an unknown grey stone… mysterious and powerful.

The Lord’s physique was a size larger than a normal person.

An indescribable pressure, a primal sense of fear arose from Han Dong’s heart… In that instant, Han Dong understood why the Scarlet Count had a fear mentality.

“So this is… the Ancestor Return?

If it’s supposed to be primarily spiritual, why does it look so combat-capable?”