A blurry, rippling illusory image appeared in hell.
The image showed the scene inside the cruise ship's exhibition hall—
A black-haired human boy, face flushed, eyes unfocused, with a frenzied, foolish grin at the corner of his mouth.
Was hugging that ancient gourd, which should have been filled with ominous Demonic Qi, and gulping it down like soda!
On his body, black tentacles were still wildly dancing, as if throwing a heavy metal rock party.
"This... what is this?!"
Curse Blue, always calm and wise as the abyss, now had cracks appearing on his eternally unchanging face for the first time, his crimson pupils contracting violently.
He felt his demonic worldview had suffered an unprecedented shock!
Was this something a carbon-based lifeform could actually do?! Treating condensed demonic essence, capable of eroding minds and corrupting souls... as an energy drink?! Was this thing even human?
"My Demonic Qi! This lunatic! What is he doing?! He's devouring my Demonic Qi!!"
Bansha let out a sharp scream, her entire demonic form boiling violently with extreme rage and heartache!
"Can't we directly corrupt him?" Curse Blue forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice.
"No! His soul is protected by the traitor Holy Lord's Zodiac Sheep power, solid as a turtle shell! I'll try invading from the mental level, directly twisting his will!"
Bansha gnashed her teeth in fury. Relying on the faint connection with the remaining Demonic Qi in the gourd, she concentrated a powerful demonic will, transforming it into an invisible torrent of mental energy, and fiercely slammed it toward Victor's seemingly defenseless mental world!
She would use the purest Whispers of Hell to drive this damn human completely insane!
However—
The moment her demonic will established a connection with Victor's mind, before she could even instill any corrupting information... a massive, chaotic, illogical "information mudslide," filled with childish desires and jumping thoughts, instead surged back toward Bansha's own spiritual essence!
[Chocolate! Chocolate! Super want chocolate! Enid's cheeks look so soft and bouncy, want to nuzzle and stick close! Wednesday's lips look cool, kissing them must feel so nice! Want to hug them and spin around! Victor wants kisses, hugs, and to be lifted high! Fly, fly, fly!]
Bansha: "???"
What the hell is all this?!
This mental torrent contained no fear, no darkness, no despair—only the purest, most straightforward, most jumping desires for food, love, and playfulness!
It was like being suddenly thrown into the minds of countless kindergarten kids on super overdrive, with an endless barrage of pop-ups that could never be turned off!
Bansha's demonic will, composed of pure malice and negative emotions, had never encountered such a situation before.
"Boom—!"
A silent explosion erupted on the mental plane!
Bansha's demonic will was instantly scattered into pieces by this "mental mudslide." Her water-formed head burst with a "poof" into a shower of water droplets!
Several seconds later, the exploded water droplets struggled to gather again, barely reforming the shape of Bansha's head.
Holding her "forehead" as if it were about to split, the entire demon was listless, having suffered an unprecedented, bizarre trauma on the mental plane.
"Madman! This guy is a complete and utter lunatic!"
Bansha's voice trembled with collapse, filled with frustration and disbelief.
"His chaotic mental world is already the biggest source of contamination itself! My bit of mental pollution thrown in there didn't even make a splash! Instead, it almost washed me away!"
She finally understood why her big brother Curse Blue's meticulous analysis had failed.
Because when facing a "jester" who doesn't play by any conventional rules and has his own twisted system of logic—
Any scheme based on rationality or deduced from "normal" biological behavior patterns is futile!
This guy's very existence is the greatest mockery of all conspiracies and plans!
Curse Blue silently watched the image of the boy still foolishly gulping the "beverage," then looked at his sister Bansha beside him, mentally wounded and doubting her demonic life.
For the first time, an emotion called "speechlessness" appeared on his eternally cold, unchanging face.
His earlier mocking remark, "How could there be such a coincidental thing in the world," now felt like a resounding slap, striking his own face.
The world... really did have such a coincidental thing.
And, they really did just happen to run into it.
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