Chapter 214 Dialectics Warrior (1): Resistor

William Mast said words of comfort in a hoarse voice that could only be produced when his neck was strangled, and in a "sincere" tone.

"Even if this is your memory, you can't resist me here... You have no idea what you are facing."

This kind of "sincerity" was so weird that Chen Yan's whole scalp was numb just after hearing that sentence.

But this did not stop Chen Yan from continuing to resist desperately.

He looked at Chen Yan with sad eyes, sighed silently, and advised again:

"Give up resistance."

Chen Yan fell crookedly on the bulkhead, lowered his head, and in silence, tried to use his fingers to grasp the memory fragments extending from the body of William Master in front of him.

At the same time, William Master snapped his fingers.

Chen Yan's fingers were cut off at the sound.

A sickly and weird smile appeared on William Master's face, and his whole demeanor changed drastically. He walked with shaky steps to the white cat that fell in the corner, and gently picked it up.

The black tentacles tightened around his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe, and the skin all over his body turned blue due to lack of oxygen.

He stroked the white cat's hairy back and kept talking in a hoarse, sickly, soft voice.

"How can you give your authority to a mere mortal?

Really naughty.

Now come back with me, and I will make your authority realize its due value."

He seemed to sense its fear, so he whispered in a gentle, disappointed voice: "Maybe... it was a mistake to give you to him in the first place... It was my fault."

William Mast held the white cat like a baby and grinned.

"But how can one do everything right?"

He gently shook the white cat, ignored Chen Yan, and walked towards the deck.

Chen Yan could no longer sense William Master's departure.

Huge pain overwhelmed his consciousness, and the pain transmitted along the nerves to the brain caused darkness to appear in front of his eyes for several seconds - his consciousness fell into shock for several seconds.

'I can't die yet...'

In the darkness, his fragmented consciousness gathered together.

'I...have not succeeded yet...'

The strong will allowed him to condense part of his consciousness. This pitiful, small, and incomplete consciousness allowed him to recover from the shock and successfully opened his eyes a crack.

He saw the back of William Master, and felt the white cat's breath getting weaker and weaker - as the white cat's breath gradually weakened in his perception, the vision she shared with him gradually became blurred.

'time is limited……'

He didn't know what qualifications he had to resist William Master. He just still had an indelible thought in his heart:

[The world is an organic whole, and everything in the world influences, interacts, and restricts each other.]

This thought gave him new hope.

And this hope became his strength when facing desperate situations.

With the power given by hope, he was able to gather his energy and start thinking again:

'The world is an organic whole, and everything is interconnected. In other words, William Master's seemingly "irresistible" power does not appear out of thin air, but must be traceable.'

This strong thought made his thoughts extremely firm, and also allowed him to see the possibility of his own [resistance] in a desperate situation.

In the desperate struggle, his body trembled slightly under the dim and swinging light.

His weak body could not bear the huge spiritual power. As the pressure in his skull soared, bright red tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.

But he still didn't stop thinking.

‘What is the connection between him and this world?

If I could see clearly the source of his power, I might be able to restrict his actions.

I need to see more clearly.’

He completely forgot about the fact that he never had any fighting ability.

He stared at William Mast with his eyes wide open, and countless vague memory fragments were deconstructed from the tall figure.

He forced himself to see clearly the contents of those vague memory fragments. Such a strenuous act made his spirit overwhelmed and the intracranial pressure soared.

Suddenly, he saw a bizarre, broken picture among the countless stacked fragments.

That was [the moment] when William Mast took a step out of the ruins on the deck and came to the cabin below the deck.

In that "moment" picture, William Master's figure gradually faded, and finally became one with the air - he seemed to be a part of this world, which made him as long as he existed in this world.

Able to appear anywhere in the world.'

At the same time as this thought appeared, William Master, who had already walked far away, suddenly turned around and stared at Chen Yan with his eyes completely covered by the pattern of black blood streaks.

The invisible force that "appeared out of thin air" and was irresistible broke out in the narrow corridor again.

"Crack, click, click..."

The sound of cracking bones, large and small, sounded in the empty corridor. Before Chen Yan could stand up, he fell to the ground again due to the shattering of bones all over his body.

He was as small as an ant and fell to the ground in a twisted posture. He opened his eyes while enduring great pain——

He "clearly" saw that the irresistible force did not appear out of thin air, but was formed by the "breath of wind" that spread throughout the surrounding space.

And among the countless "wind breaths" spread throughout the space, there was such a small one that actually appeared from himself!

The wind-like breath flowed out of his body, entered William Master's forehead, and entered the strange pupil in his forehead——

In William Master's wrinkled forehead, the ferocious golden pupil stained with black blood suddenly met Chen Yan's gaze.

The moment their eyes met, countless frantic murmurs erupted in Chen Yan's mind, and his mental disorder caused him to go into shock again.

William Master turned around, hugged the white cat, and left expressionlessly.

As the white cat got further and further away from him, the sharing of transcendent vision ended.

It was only at this moment that Chen Yan's extremely weak nerves realized that his eyes had already been crushed by the huge intracranial pressure - now that the white cat's vision was gone, his eyes fell into darkness.

Despair shattered all his thoughts, leaving only a weak but firm voice roaring deep in his soul:

[Connection is inherent in the thing itself and is not subject to human subjective will. It can neither be created nor destroyed!]

The roar awakened part of his consciousness, and his almost paralyzed brain miraculously regained consciousness in the desperate situation.
Chapter completed!