ghost on paper

Chapter 18 Omniscience is Madness
'Records' have been exhausted.

Yesterday 'recorded' 5 spiritual texts.

This helped a lot.

That is the upper limit of the 'record' skill when the 'scholar' sequence is at the second level of extraordinary.

And 'copying' can make Anton understand those spiritual texts faster, only those untouchables still use small brushes and mercury, he can read them directly!
Looking at the time, it's already 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

He has completed 15 spiritual texts.

There are still 5 hours, and 5 spiritual texts, so it's too late.

The tentacles representing 'skills' danced flexibly, and Anton didn't think it was a problem.

He can completely accept this form to live his whole life, and the sense of power represented by this form is what he has been pursuing before.

Everything can be 'recorded', everything can be 'copy'.

He can also make everything 'spiritually describe' if he wants.

This sense of power made Anton obsessed, he felt that he could understand everything!
Omniscience is omnipotence!

Translating spiritual texts is only a small part of his power, he can do more, he knows everything!
The huge and frantic consciousness is spreading from the three tentacles on Anton's body to Anton's body. This is like using fire. If you are not careful, you will turn yourself into fuel.

The power that dominates the 'scholar' sequence is devouring Anton.

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Lilith felt that there was something wrong with Anton on the opposite side.

The "spiritual tide" that lasted for 7 hours had almost flooded the entire underground space, and the white light covered the top of the head, and it continued continuously. Lilith couldn't see anything and couldn't work.

She doesn't need to work anymore, because Truman told her, leave everything to him.

Leave it to you, what can you do?Lilith couldn't see clearly what the door was doing under the white light, but it seemed that Truman had also begun to write spiritual texts on a large piece of parchment.

In such an environment, the translation of the spiritual text has become safer, and there is no need to worry about being watched by the fourth person and triggering the unrecognizable taboo of the spiritual text.

Now only translators can see their own translations.

After looking at Truman, and then looking at the opposite side, Lilith saw a patch of red in the white on the opposite side, the red color was strangely large, and it was constantly wriggling.

What is that?Where is Anton?

Lilith took a few steps forward with curiosity. Wherever she passed, the spiritual tides separated left and right, and the existence of the tides seemed to be alive.

After walking a few more steps, Anton was approaching, and Lilith saw a terrifying scene that she would never forget:
Anton is melting.

Half of his body seemed to be crushed and turned into a sticky substance mixed with blood and flesh, but he was still working at his desk, and his intact hand was writing furiously on the parchment.

Hearing Lilith's footsteps, Anton raised his head, only half of his face was intact, his expression was empty and crazy, murmuring inexplicable words in his mouth, and the pen in his hand still didn't stop.

His pen is full of crazy words, and the little parchment scroll is full of praises to demons or gods, which is no longer a language that humans can understand.

This scene made Lilith's blood run cold.

The current Anton is definitely not human!

"I am omniscient, that is, omnipotent!"

Anton's terrifying face opened a wide mouth, half of the mouth was sharp teeth like beasts, and the other half was clumps of maggot-like granulation.

Lilith turned and ran, but right in front of her eyes, a tentacle twice as thick as before stopped her!

The white baby-like suckers on the tentacles grow 'teeth', half of which are sharp teeth and half of which are granulation, and there are hundreds of them. It is difficult to distinguish the cause of death after being bitten.

The tentacles rushed towards Lilith.

Just when Lilith was in despair, the stone slab in front of her suddenly disintegrated, and a steel shield magically rose from it, protecting her in front of her.

The tentacles hit the steel shield, making an unpleasant gnawing sound.

Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed over quickly, snatching Lilith away, the movement was extremely fast.

Lilith first looked down to see the red glove embracing her, and then looked up to see a fair and gentle face...it was the woman among the three attendants.

Is it a female Extraordinary?

"The spiritual tide is still going on, and the translation hasn't stopped. Why has Anton been polluted?" The female Extraordinary wondered.

Ah... Lilith couldn't respond for a while.

"Polluters should be imprisoned!"

At this time, another male voice sounded, and with this voice, the red spirit boiling in the spiritual tide—Lilith understood that it should be the dehumanized Anton—all shrank a little, as if they were subdued to the floor.

Immediately afterwards, a red color that looked like sparks from a pipe was thrown into the piece of red representing Anton.

boom!
A large area of ​​flames flew up immediately, and 'Anton' began to struggle violently.

After saving Lilith, the female Extraordinary took out a handful of steel nails from her pocket, threw them into the air, and when they fell again, they were already huge iron rods.

The iron brazing 'crackling' fell to the ground, nailing the burning 'Anton' to the ground.

There should be three Extraordinary beings besieging 'Anton'.

Just the right number for the three waiters wearing red gloves.

How could the Habs family hire Extraordinary people as servants so extravagantly?

Lilith gradually returned to normal thoughts, and heard the voices of three people.

"Be careful, his 'skill characteristics' have not been analyzed yet, 'scholar' has the ability to 'copy', he may copy our skills."

"I can't see anything clearly...Why hasn't the spiritual tide ended yet? Isn't this guy out of control?"

"I remember there was also a translator?"

"Another mortal student of the Empress? It's the spiritual tide brought about by his translation... Isn't that a possibility?"

At this time, the most magnificent spiritual tide so far swept over everyone, and even gushed out of the underground space, making the first floor of Habsburg seem like it was swept by a wave of smoke, like a fairyland.

After this spiritual tide gushed out, all the auras began to slowly retract, retract, and retract, until they retracted onto a large piece of parchment.

The space becomes clear again, and candlelight replaces white light, making the underground space visible.

Everyone saw that the person holding the parchment looked a little tired, and then, what he saw on the scene surprised the holder.

"This is... what happened?"

Seeing the flesh and blood, embers, ashes and iron rods all over the floor, Truman couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

And everyone looked back at him with surprised eyes, and the parchment scroll in his hand that had recovered all spiritual tides.

As a potion workshop apprentice, Lilith understands the law of the 'spiritual tide' better.

It appears, meaning 'continuous words' are being translated.

It breaks, meaning the translation is not complete.

True completion would be as it is now, with all spirituality recycled onto the scrolls, that would mean a 'continuum' has been translated.

But how is it possible...that is a super 'continuous word' of 20 characters!

How did Truman do it? !

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