The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 319 The Peak of Power ([-])

Uh. Actually speaking, I can’t blame Will for shouting. After all, a person who doesn’t even know his name will punch you as soon as he comes up. No matter how good his temper is, he can’t greet him with a smile.

But why didn't Will be slapped on the spot when the white bear punched him?

This brings me back to the pit I dug about 'world composition' last time.

A world has a framework, and the filling within the framework is composed of various [elements]. The mutual constraints between them become the [rules] of this world.

This kind of thing that elementary school students know, will not repeat it.

So, is there an upper limit to the rules of the world?

Of course there is.
Take speed for example. In the world we are familiar with, the upper limit of speed is 299792458m/s, which is commonly known as the speed of light.

How about it, does it feel that it is not very fast, after all, the fastest planes now have reached 2000 meters per second, which is only less than the speed of light. Uh... 5 zeros.Rounding it up, it should be about the same.

So the question is, why should there be a maximum speed?
Could it be because of the God who created this universe, the understanding of speed...is only so big?
We have no way to verify the answer to this question, but just thinking about it this way, it seems that many problems can be solved ambiguously.

For example, why do planets and cells in the world have similar shapes? If you imagine a huge galaxy as an apple, you can clearly distinguish where is the peel and where is the core.Of course, the same idea applies to cells, molecules, and even smaller things.

I know that in the final analysis, these things can all be attached to Na Laoshizi's 'Gravity'.

However, we might as well let go of those scientific statements and walk on the road of idealism. Is it because the people who created these rules only designed this way?
Well, speaking of this, let us return our attention to the roof of the [Rochester State Sanatorium].

Both Ice Bear and Hannibal were stunned. The fist that was supposed to annihilate everything didn't seem to carry much power.

The reason is very simple, because this world is a world built by [Super Brain], and the owner of this world seems to be able to accept only so much power.

This...is the rule of this world.

So, Will got up, shaking his jaw, which was nearly dislocated.

At the same time, the door to the roof was pushed open.

A bearded man walked up to the rooftop.
Behind him, followed by a short man with a bald head, and behind him, a woman dressed in a bit of kitsch, and there were many people left, almost dozens of people, men, women, old and young, and they walked up to the rooftop one by one. The white bears surrounded them.

If you are a person who likes to read the autobiographies of criminals, you may find that these nearly a hundred people are all abnormal killers that can be counted in various periods.

"Uh, this guy is...?" The person standing at the front looked at the white bear and asked.

Hannibal still remembers this man, his name is Henry Lee Lucas, in the last game, this guy played the role of the dean of this hospital, but in reality, he is a murderer A murderous maniac who killed more than 400 people.

"Don't worry about it, anyway, chop him up." Will said with some displeasure.

"Oh"

The man simply responded, and he didn't know what happened to these murderers after Hannibal left last time. In short, they seem to have a pretty good relationship now.
Without further ado, Henry dug out a toothed bone knife from nowhere, and walked towards the white bear.The rest of the people seemed to have no interest in this scene, as if Henry was just going to water the flowers, and even the few people in the back row had already turned back.

That's right, no matter how tall and powerful a person with bare hands is, how could he survive under the hands of so many murderous demons.

"Don't struggle, it won't hurt very much." Henry said lightly. He had done this kind of thing countless times. Following these words, he raised the knife in his hand and stabbed at the white bear.

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There was a sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood, the knife seemed to have pierced a little too deeply, and there was a toothache sound of cutting through bones.

John looked in disbelief at his arm that was bent over at some point, and the blade that had been inserted into his collarbone.
"What, what?" He seemed to want to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw that the white bear pulled the knife horizontally with one hand, and the knife was pulled out of his body. Blood spurted from the cut artery, and the entire rooftop suddenly fell There was a rain of scarlet blood.

With an expressionless face, Bai Xiong calmly watched the astonished killers in the rain of blood.

The words [power] whose carrier has been taken away from it sounds like a breath of "weakness".It's as if the gun was taken away from the gunman, the knight without his horse, and all the things he needed to survive were taken away, so he can only become meat on the chopping board.

People who can have this kind of thought probably don't know that before the white bear became the carrier of power.

What a guy.

The words are divided into two parts. Due to the time flow problem in the super brain world, in the real world, only a moment has actually passed.

At the bottom of the [-]-meter-deep crater, a mask lies quietly among the rubble
A gust of hot wind blew by, and the mask moved.

Immediately, from the inside of it, something suddenly swelled up, it was a lump of rapidly growing flesh, like a balloon bursting suddenly, and then, out of thin air, a person burst out.

【Jason's Mask】

Ultimate skill - [Rebirth]

[During the wearing of the mask, if the wearer suffers a force majeure death, as long as his body still maintains the possibility of theoretical resurrection, the user can obtain a rebirth. Within 1 minute after rebirth, the wearer's body will quickly recover Complete recovery, this function can only be activated once per plane]

Old Joey stood up with difficulty, perhaps because he was a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being alive again, so he scratched his head in a daze, and looked at the surrounding area that was deep enough to be described as "broad". Only then did he recall what he had experienced. Then, he involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air.

suddenly
"Ah ah ah ah ah----"

A cry came from the sky above him, and Old Joey immediately raised his head, just as he was about to sit up and prepare mentally for the attack.
However, instead of seeing that terrifying giant, he saw a somewhat thin figure falling straight down from the sky.

"Catch me, big idiot," came a woman's voice.

"Uh..." Old Joey snorted, he seemed to want to figure out who this person was falling towards him.

"I'm Harley Quinn!!" Quinn yelled again, because she felt that if she didn't report her name, she would probably be smashed into a meatloaf, and Old Joey would be able to recognize who she was.

"Oh!" Hearing the name, Old Joey finally recognized Quinn's face, and quickly stretched out his hand to catch him.

"Why did you fall from the sky?" Old Joey asked while hugging Quinn.

"Because I'm dead." Quinn said, "Also, you can put me down."

"Oh." Old Joey put Quinn down, and then looked around. "It seems that only the two of us are left alive."

(End of this chapter)