366: Chapter 366 The opponent is Lin Yu, the Great Demon King!

An old and hoarse voice echoed within the control room.

Team Leader Liu stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. He gripped the console, staring at the Old Analyst's unwavering back, his mind going completely blank.

Crazy.

This one's gone crazy too.

A young researcher watched his mentor rush out; a flicker of struggle crossed his face before he eventually gritted his teeth and followed.

"Teacher! Wait for me!"

One, two... more and more people began to move.

Perhaps it was out of respect for their teacher, perhaps they were moved by Wen Yan's determination, or perhaps they simply didn't want to leave "cowardice" as a footnote on their life's resume.

In the blink of an eye, the previously crowded control room was left with only Team Leader Liu and a few staff members.

Team Leader Liu looked at the empty room, then at the Duel Arena below the screen, which had already turned into an energy storm; he felt his hands and feet go cold.

He gave himself a hard slap across the face.

"Dammit!"

"I'll go crazy with you all just this once today!"

...Lin Yu watched all of this quietly.

He watched the group of researchers in white coats, looking somewhat clumsy as they ran, rushing into the Duel Arena one by one from the tunnel entrance.

Fear and bewilderment were etched on their faces, yet there was also a fervor that even they themselves couldn't understand.

They rushed behind Wen Yan, mimicking him by placing their hands on the shoulders of the person in front, forming a crooked human chain.

They didn't have Wen Yan's powerful physique, nor did they possess pure energy.

All they could do was unreservedly contribute their meager bit of life force.

Strands of mixed, weak, yet incredibly firm energy converged into a stream, passing through Wen Yan's body and finally pouring into Lin Yao's.

For the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared on Lin Yu's face.

This girl... she won't stop until she hits a dead end.

In this regard, she really is exactly like I was five years ago.

For the sake of a goal, one could gamble everything and drag everyone else in to go crazy together.

Except, back then, I did it for an opportunity.

Whereas she is doing it to... beat her brother once.

It's just that this scene feels strange, making me look like some villainous Great Demon King... That group of "partners of justice" on the other side has banded together to crusade against me; they're so caught up in their pursuit of a miracle that they've lost all sense of reality.

Wen Yan felt as if he had become a converter.

A low-quality converter that could break down from overload at any moment.

Behind him, those researchers who usually only dealt with data were squeezing out the pitiful life energy from their bodies in a manner that bordered on self-mutilation.

This energy was impure and mixed, carrying the unique life imprints of each individual—some strong, some weak—even mingled with chaotic emotions like fear, excitement, and fervor.

It was like a murky mudslide, scouring through Wen Yan's meridians.

It hurt.

Every second felt as if countless steel needles were churning within his bones.

But he had to hold on.

He had to filter and purify this mudslide, then carefully funnel it into Lin Yao's body, which was already on the verge of collapse.

Dammit, is it really worth it?!

Just to have a fight with her brother and prove she's stronger?

Wen Yan roared frantically in his heart, yet he didn't dare let his focus waver for a second.

These Mythic Rank geniuses were all monsters. Their power was ridiculously immense, yet their temperaments were like children who hadn't grown up.

Every loss of control was a disaster for them and everything around them.

That guy named Zhao Tianyang is a lunatic too; I heard his bad temper is famous throughout the Organization.

Is the price of power the distortion of one's mind?

Wen Yan's mind was in turmoil, yet he had no intention of letting go.

He just felt that.

Once this was over, he had to propose to the higher-ups that mental health education for these top-tier geniuses must be put on the agenda immediately!

Fortunately, this was the Duel Arena of the Organization.

The security measures were the highest level on the Blue Star. Theoretically, even if the energy went completely out of control, it could be instantly teleported to outer space before detonating.

Theoretically.

Wen Yan's teeth ground together; he didn't dare gamble on that "what if."

"Hold on!"

He growled at the group of swaying white-coated figures behind him.

"If you don't want to die, then hold on for me!"

The Old Analyst's body was shaking the most; he was the oldest, and his life force was already nearly depleted. Now, his cheeks were deeply sunken, making him look like a sun-dried skeleton.

But he didn't let go.

Neither did the young man behind him.

They responded to Wen Yan's roar with their actions.

This power, condensed from the will of mortals, finally took effect.

Lin Yao's increasingly withered body was forcibly stabilized. Beneath her closed eyelids, her eyes were darting frantically, and her consciousness seemed to be pulled back bit by bit from the brink of being drained.

The energy cycle centered around her, which devoured everything, finally showed a slight sign of stabilizing.

Wen Yan panted heavily, his charred arm still pressed firmly against the center of Lin Yao's back, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Success?

Just as this thought arose, a deeper chill surged from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head.

He looked up in horror toward the other end of the Duel Arena.

If the Infinite Legion Lin Yao had just summoned was a magnificent but illusory projection of the starry sky...

...then at this moment, that starry sky was becoming incredibly real.

In the blood-colored Shura ocean behind Zhao Tianyang, the faces of every Shura warrior became clearly visible; the patterns on their armor and the cold glint of the weapons in their hands all radiated a heart-stopping, tangible killing intent.

Within the magical torrent behind Lin Yao, the incantations chanted by every "Lin Yao" from different times and spaces turned into clearly audible syllables, triggering visible elemental resonances in the air.

Yet the most terrifying thing remained behind Lin Yu.

In that deep starry sky, the figures that were originally mere blurry outlines also began to solidify.

One of those figures slowly raised its head.

With just this single movement, the spatial structure of the entire Duel Arena let out a groan of being overburdened.

Wen Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He saw the figure's appearance clearly.

It was a "Lin Yu" dressed in tattered black robes; half of his body had transformed into some incomprehensible crystalline structure, with countless mysterious runes flickering across him. Just by standing there, he made Wen Yan feel as if his very existence was being erased on a conceptual level.

It's over.

Only those two words remained in Wen Yan's mind.

He wanted to urge Lin Yao to stop, to tell her that the opponent before her—her brother—absolutely, definitely could not withstand such a blow!

This was no longer a duel!