189: Chapter 189 The Assassin Who Became an Idiot

The real world.

Heaven-Rank Villa No. 1, underground secret room.

The second hand of the wall clock gave a crisp "tick." Time had only skipped forward by one tick.

From the moment Nightmare invaded the Sea of Consciousness to the collapse of the Tsukuyomi space, only one second had passed in reality.

Su Chen remained sitting calmly on his chair. The blood-red hexagram in his eyes quietly faded away, returning to a deep, pitch-black color.

"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out.

Nightmare, who had transformed into the entity of a withered old man with his finger still hovering in front of Su Chen's brow, fell straight onto the cold floor like a piece of dead wood.

His Soul had been completely obliterated in the Tsukuyomi world by that towering giant sword! Not even a shred of residue remained.

However, this formidable Physical Body at the Peak of the Martial Ancestor realm did not die immediately. Instead, it experienced a terrifying physiological rejection reaction!

Within one second, the brain of this Physical Body passively received an extreme amount of pain equivalent to hundreds of years!

This completely exceeded the physical limits that human physiological structure could withstand!

"Gugugu..." A hair-raising sound of bones grinding against each other echoed in the secret room.

Nightmare, lying on the ground, suddenly arched violently like a live fish hit with ten million volts of high-voltage electricity! He bent upward at an extremely anti-human angle! His spine even let out a mournful sound, as if it were about to be snapped in two!

"Pfft!" Nightmare's eyes bulged out violently! His bloodshot eyeballs almost squeezed out of their sockets and onto the floor!

From his long-dried orifices, like a high-pressure water pipe that had been detonated, foul-smelling, blackened stagnant blood sprayed out wildly! It splattered all over the floor!

At this moment, his neural circuits suffered a complete "meltdown" on a physical level! His brain tissue was instantly burned into a puddle of mush!

At the very last moment before this Physical Body completely became vegetative, Nightmare's remaining brainstem instinct forcibly drove him to open his shriveled mouth.

"Ahhhhhhh——!!!" A harrowing, inhuman wail exploded! This sound was like the final struggle of an ancient beast before being skinned and disemboweled alive! It was miserable to the extreme!

This roar even contained the last bit of SS-rank Mental Energy turbulence remaining in his body!

"Crack!" A visible sound wave rippled outward! The half-meter-thick special soundproofing layer of the underground secret room instantly cracked in countless places! The roar was like an invisible blade shooting straight into the sky! It instantly pierced through the tranquil night sky above Heaven-Rank Villa No. 1!

"Beep beep beep beep!!!" The violent leakage of Mental Energy immediately triggered the perimeter security network of the villa. The First Martial Arts University's highest-level S-rank spiritual energy array roared to life!

Blinding red alarm lights flashed wildly in the dark night! The ear-piercing air defense sirens rang out in unison! The entire Heaven-Rank District was thoroughly awakened!

First floor of the villa. Jiang Feng, who had just finished training in the gravity room, opened his eyes abruptly. "Brother Chen!"

Lin Qinghan, in the ice room, also instantly picked up her frost longsword and burst out the door. "It's the basement! Enemy attack!" Lin Qinghan shouted sternly.

Both of them had bloodshot eyes, and not even having time to put on clothes, they rushed desperately toward the basement entrance.

"Bang!" Like a crazed giant bear, Jiang Feng kicked and shattered the deformed alloy door of the basement.

"Brother Chen! I'll deal with him!" Jiang Feng roared, raising his thousand-jin heavy giant axe as he charged in. Lin Qinghan followed closely behind, her sword blade overflowing with cold air, pointing straight ahead.

Meanwhile. "Quick! Quick! There's a high-level enemy attack at Heaven-Rank Villa No. 1!" A fully armed team of the School Security Team also smashed through the villa's main door, rushing in with spiritual energy guns in hand.

"Don't move! Everyone, get down on your knees with your hands on your heads!" the School Security Team captain roared.

However, when Jiang Feng, Lin Qinghan, and the dozens of elite School Security Team members stormed into the secret room, murderous and aggressive, the sight before them caused everyone's brains to instantly freeze.

There were no flashing swords or shadows. No deep craters from spiritual energy explosions. In the secret room, not even a table or chair had been overturned! It was clean. It was orderly.

Su Chen was sitting unscathed on the swivel chair in front of the desk. He was even casually crossing his legs. In one hand, he held a glass. Inside the glass was warm milk he had just poured. Steam was rising curlingly from the rim of the cup.

"This..." Jiang Feng stood there, stunned like a fool, still holding his giant axe.

Lin Qinghan's sword tip froze in mid-air, her cold eyes filled with astonishment. The dozens of gun barrels of the School Security Team also lowered involuntarily.

Everyone's gaze shifted downward mechanically. They looked at the floor beneath Su Chen's feet. There lay an extremely thin, blind old man.

The old man was covered in foul-smelling black blood. Beneath him was the stench of incontinence, and excrement had soiled the expensive carpet. But the old man was not dead.

He was lying on his back, his eyes completely rolled back, his eyeballs still rolling around erratically. A long, extremely viscous trail of drool flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe... Hehehe..." The old man was staring at the ceiling, giggling in an extremely demented way. He was like a three-year-old child. His blood-stained hands were clawing randomly in the air, and he was blowing meaningless bubbles from his mouth. He was crazy. A living, breathing idiot.

"This... what is going on?" Jiang Feng swallowed, pointing at the foolish old man on the ground, his face full of confusion.

Lin Qinghan stepped forward. She stared intently at a black tattoo on the old man's neck, her pupils suddenly shrinking! "This is an assassin from the Abyss Cult!" Lin Qinghan's voice trembled, and her grip on her sword tightened, "I've seen this face on the military's top-secret wanted list!" "He is the monster assassin codenamed 'Nightmare'!" "A Spiritual-type Awakened at the Peak of the Martial Ancestor realm!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the School Security Team members who had rushed in collectively took a big step back in fear! Their faces turned deathly pale!

Peak Martial Ancestor?! A super Spiritual-type assassin who made countless Great Grandmasters tremble with fear?! How could he have turned into this ghostly state! How could he be lying on the ground, drooling and giggling!

"Su Chen, what exactly happened?" Lin Qinghan stared intently at Su Chen, asking urgently. "Why did he become like this?"

The eyes of everyone in the room were collectively fixed on the teenager holding the milk cup.

Su Chen gently took a sip of the warm milk in his hand. "Clack." He placed the cup on the desk, making a soft sound.

"Oh." Su Chen leaned back in his chair, his tone so flat that it lacked even a hint of emotional fluctuation. "He broke in in the middle of the night, saying he wanted to hypnotize me."

"And then?" Jiang Feng widened his eyes, asking impatiently.

Su Chen lowered his head. He looked at the idiot assassin still giggling "hehe" at his feet. A very casual arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Then." "Maybe he's just old." "He tried too hard."

Su Chen picked up a tissue from the table and wiped the corner of his mouth. "He probably had a cerebral hemorrhage."

A cerebral hemorrhage?! Everyone in the room. Whether it was Jiang Feng, Lin Qinghan, or that group of battle-hardened School Security Team members. Everyone was petrified! They looked at each other!

What the hell kind of cerebral hemorrhage is that! A super assassin who had cultivated his Mental Energy to the Peak of the Martial Ancestor realm. He came to assassinate you in the middle of the night, only to end up giving himself a cerebral hemorrhage and turning into a drooling idiot?! This kind of excuse, treating people like morons, who would believe that?!

"Student Su, this... is this excuse not a bit too..." the School Security Team captain braced himself, wanting to continue questioning.

But. Su Chen slowly raised his eyes. When the School Security Team captain touched those pitch-black, deep eyes that were like ten-thousand-year-old ancient wells, an inexplicable bone-chilling coldness instantly rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his crown! All his questions were stuck firmly in his throat! He broke out in a cold sweat and obediently shut his mouth.

Lin Qinghan also fell silent. She looked at Su Chen's calm face, the awe in her heart rolling like a tsunami. She knew clearly that the secrets hidden within this teenager were absolutely ten thousand times more terrifying than the Abyss! If one dared to delve into them, the outcome would definitely be even more miserable than this giggling old man on the floor!

The secret room fell into an extremely eerie silence. No one dared to ask another word.

"Clean up this pile of trash." Su Chen stood up. He picked up the pure black trench coat from the chair and draped it over his shoulders. He walked around the Nightmare on the floor and headed toward the door, leaving behind an extremely disdainful remark:

"It stinks too much." "It's ruining my appetite for milk."