The human mind was indeed complex. Even a pure mind, born from the soul, could be subtly tainted: “condensed" by the damaged state of the mind that housed it.
He had once thought of it as simply a derivative form, but now he realized it didn’t completely depend on the soul and had its own operating principles.
But in the end, it was still troublesome. So far, it had brought no benefits, only causing harm to the main body.
"Wait, if I could combine two attacks, one targeting the mind and the other the soul, and adjust their intensity slightly... would that drive someone into madness? The victim would likely be tricked into thinking their soul was in
Memphis tossed the torn dress aside, looking down from above at Wallflower's entire flushed body, his eyes immediately blazing with intense desire.Wallflower's face turned bright red in an instant. Despite it not being the first time he had seen her naked, the embarrassment and shyness still flooded her mind. She couldn't help but cover her sensitive parts with her hands, then glanced shyly and bit her lip, asking:"Do I look good?"Memphis licked his lips and affirmed:"A masterpiece!"With that, he immediately bent down to bite her enormous breasts. They were so large, so soft, and had an incredibly elastic feel. Just biting them lightly, with his tongue gently flicking over the swollen, red cherry-like tips, even his soul couldn't help but tremble with pleasure."Mmm... Ahh... I'm dying..."Wallflower lay on the floor, her eyes already clouded with the flames of desire. Her small mouth opened wide, continuously emitting strange sounds, and even her saliva began to flow freely. Her
In the misty, steamy bathroom, the sound of skin slapping, labored breathing, moans, grunts, and angry curses merged into a symphony full of desire. The two figures entwined, moving from side to side, standing and lying down, ignoring the water splashing around them, seemingly never tiring.Wallflower rode on Memphis’s hips, her pale skin already marked with bite marks and red handprints. She was using a wet towel to smack the chest of the annoying bandit beneath her. And each time she struck, the man beneath bleated: “baaa, baaa" like a billy goat."Alright, I’ve been bleating for thirty minutes now. Will you let me go? Baaa... baaa..."The corner of Memphis’s mouth twitched, filled with regret. He had come up with the two-legged goat chase game, but Wallflower had set a similar condition. If she won, he would have to become the two-legged goat.He had been confident; how could he lose? So, he agreed right away. But in the end, he actually lost. After crawling around and bleating for
No one knew how much time had passed. The sound of passionate moans had gradually quieted, leaving only the soft murmurs of scolding, mingled with a voice full of satisfied roguishness.Wallflower lay sprawled across Memphis's chest, her lower body still impaled by that unyielding object. Yet, he had finally let her rest, saying that even though he wasn't moving, this position was very comfortable, as if dozens of tongues were continuously licking and sucking inside her.Such vulgarity, how could she bear to listen? Yet, the sensation of him anchored within her kept her in a state of perpetual ecstasy, her mind floating in the clouds, lost and entangled, unable to distinguish one thought from the next, leaving herself to his whims.
Memphis took off his backpack and placed it on the shelf by the door, then casually walked over to the sofa by the large window and asked:"Has anyone come looking for me since yesterday?"This new apartment was nearly four times the size of his old one, with a full bedroom, living area, work area, kitchen island, and bathroom. There was even a massive safe in the corner. The room's location was ideal, with two large windows and curtains, and nearly all the furniture was new and luxurious, giving the space a dignified and refined feel—exactly to his taste. How Amanda had known to design it this way, he had no idea.Hearing his question about work, Sarah quickly adjusted her hair and clothing before heading to the desk, retrieving a thick stack of documents. She pulled out a sheet of A4 paper and softly said:"Master, these are the people who came looking for you yesterday. Here’s the detailed list along with their purposes."As Memphis glanced over the list of visitors, Sarah provided
Memphis had no intention of saying a final goodbye to these people. He quickly made his way out of the base gates. As usual, on the left was the new recruit training area, where Kathy—despite choosing to leave—was still professionally instructing a group on basic combat techniques.The methods of slashing with a blade, evading strikes, falling to reduce injury, crawling, hiding behind cover, following a commander’s orders, hand signals, recognizing different types of zombies, basic responses, and maintaining psychological stability… almost everything a new recruit needs to know.This woman was exceptionally professional, maintaining this attitude until her last working day.To the right was the shooting training area, primarily for team members who had experienced combat. This area was originally led by Dante Mole, but the responsibility had now been handed over to Lazarus. Lazarus even managed to persuade four other soldiers to stay with him at Hope Town, which was quite a windfall f
Through the gaps in the iron cage, Memphis could see a decaying, blackened figure with a body swollen with cracked muscles, brimming with explosive strength. This creature had its limbs severed and was bound tightly by a substance made from tire glue. Fresh blood and foul-smelling marrow occasionally seeped from its wounds, leaving only its mangled torso and a head as large as a 20-liter water jug somewhat intact."Ding! Strength-Type P2 level 25..." A mechanical voice quickly echoed inMemphis's mind, informing him about the creature.This monster was once a Manipulation Type M2, level 24, which Memphis had crippled with grenades, cutting it in half. Now, it was imprisoned here, its Gravity Manipulation ability harnessed for humanity's benefit.Around the P2 level 25 creature, a constant gravitational field of 6G hovered. The farther one moved from its body, the weaker the gravitational field became, perfectly creating a training zone for superhumans, ranging from the weak to the st
Inside the military jeep, a woman with blue hair and eyes was idly gazing out the window. This was Starla, one of the strongest extraordinaries in Lakeside County. She was still mulling over yesterday's battle, where she had no choice but to flee from that terrifying monster.“The more I think about it, the more frustrated I get… Ugh…”She sighed with boredom and asked the man next to her: “How much longer until we get there?”Sitting beside her was a man around 30 years old, with an intellectual appearance and gold-rimmed glasses. Seeing this important figure finally speak, he couldn’t help but exhale in relief and quickly replied: “Commander Sears, we’re about 1 kilometer from the Lakeside Bridge. Once we cross, we’ll reach the center of Renaissance County.”Starla Sears acknowledged with a faint “hmm.” resting her pale hand on the window sill and closing her light blue eyes, as if preparing to nap, seemingly uninterested in the world around her.The man with glasses dared only glan
However, its body was still covered in numerous droplets of blue water scattered all over, which acted like magnets, constantly emitting an attractive force toward the water sphere behind, ensuring it could precisely follow its target.Starla unleashed four more water spheres in quick succession, all of which furiously chased after the F2 level 25. The sound of splashing water echoed like waves crashing on a sweltering summer day. No matter how far the opponent ran, the water spheres kept closing in, even surrounding it from all directions. There was no escape, neither up nor down; it couldn’t shake them off.The reconnaissance-based skill of the Water Manipulation Master class: "Water Flows to Low Places!"Latest Chapter