The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Starlight smeared the edges of the night sky, its verdant glow so dense it seemed ready to drip down along the contours of the celestial dome, flowing through the gorgeously chaotic ancient castle.

Atop the castle stood the twisting titan, its complex lines of luminescent brilliance forming its shell, strange to the point of sublime beauty.

It was a beauty incomprehensible to humankind.

Mortals could not make out its face, or rather, were unable to look directly at it.

In the night, verdigris pupils hid above the mist, turning out to be the starlight itself.

The indescribable pupils projected massive amounts of twisted and profane information all around, and anyone who made eye contact had their soul churned into the vast ocean of information, cognition gradually distorted, rationality devoured until madness took hold.

"What kind of posture of an Ancient God is this!"

The cultist geniuses cursed inwardly.

With resistance and soul strength far exceeding that of ordinary believers, they still felt their scalps tingle, profane information infiltrated their minds through radiation, incomprehensible and beyond cognition, wreaking significant damage on thought processes.

This forbidden knowledge, assailing the mind through radiant light, included:

"The world is round"

"X-ray imaging devices mainly include large X-ray units, digital subtraction angiography (DSA) devices, computer tomography (CT) scanners..."

"Eigenvalues and eigenvectors are core concepts in matrix analysis, revealing the properties of a matrix under specific transformations..."

"The price of the shirt is nine pounds fifteen pence..."

"The Sword Maiden's initial breakthrough at 9 o'clock direction, subsequent maintenance of clockwise positioning and standard attacking..."

In this world, knowledge bore power.

If the knowledge was merely told to cultists, it was inconsequential; their small minds couldn't comprehend, in one ear and out the other, untouched by it.

But An Su forcefully crammed the knowledge into their narrow minds.

When vast amounts of forbidden knowledge were directly cast into the fragile soul, at best, it caused paralysis in children, at worst, total brain paralysis.

Because it was incomprehensible, it could not be controlled; because the amount was too vast, it could not be digested. The mass of incomprehensible, undigestible knowledge caused indelible memetic contamination of the soul.

In simple terms, the cultist geniuses were temporarily stupefied.

"What in the world is this thing!"

Their souls, being stronger, suffered so, let alone the ordinary believers nearby, particularly a few experimental believers closest to An Su.

They were curled up on the ground, their eyeballs bulging, violently plunging their fingers into their ear holes as if to block the violent influx of knowledge, but even as they pierced their own brains, the evil knowledge still surfaced in their minds.

Better to be possessed outright!

That was the only thought in their minds as their souls were distorted and destroyed.

As they approached death, they recalled the young man's gentle and innocent gaze, never imagining that such pure exterior hid such a sinister interior!

Spiritual mutations brought physical transformations; their bones creaked and grew, spinal cords burst through their backs, limbs irreversibly deformed outward, and finally, they knelt, reduced to believers of the Evil God.

They blindly and foolishly recited fallen prayers that no one could understand,

"The odd changes, the even remains the same, watch the signs if the symbols constrain."

"The odd changes, the even remains the same, watch the signs if the symbols constrain."

Priest was tormented beyond words.

He felt as if he had returned to his adolescence, back to the painful cram school, where countless agonizing pieces of knowledge were forcibly infused into his mind. He thought that preparing three Magic Extinguishers ensured foolproof safety, only to realize that the boy had shifted from physical to psychological attacks!

To avoid the Mother Goddess' gaze leading to a conflagration, Priest had specially modified this stronghold to evade Her attention.

Torture.

This was the only thought in all the cultist geniuses' minds.

How could there be such a torturous combination of magic in the world!

"This kid is a perfect fit for our Painful Court," Demigod Rada commented. Although he completely failed to understand the high-ranking knowledge appearing in his head, his soul was much stronger than an ordinary demigod, naturally unaffected by the radiation, knowledge entering the left ear and smoothly exiting the right, gliding over the polished cerebral cortex.

"Such a tormenting form of magic, if we expose all cram school students to it daily, it will surely yield immense amounts of suffering value."

Demigod Rada intended to recruit An Su into the Star Sect, confident that with the boy's innate talent for comprehending suffering, his future would be bleak and promising.

Any anger due to An Su's lateness had already evaporated.

"Elf, this kid is clearly a troublemaker; keeping him in your sect is just asking for trouble. It's better for His Holiness to shave his head and have him join our Star Sect, sparing the world from his mischief," Demigod Rada suggested benevolently, "I can give him a haircut for free." Continue your journey on My Virtual Library Empire

"Heh, this kid is clearly more suited for our Oceanic Sect," murmured Demigod Bram, his aura chillingly cold as he peered from beneath his dark hood. He too offered the benefits of joining his own sect,

"Join our sect, and we provide exotic seafood every day for free!"

Due to overfishing of the oceans, even the Oceanic Sect could no longer muster seafood, so Bram made a grand offer.

Moreover, it was mutated seafood, which was extremely precious.