Chapter 367 - 363: 24 Billys! A Brand New Personality

Chapter 367: Chapter 363: 24 Billys! A Brand New Personality

Just as Fang Can was descending into the madness of the Sin of Wrath.

Meanwhile, on the four other battlefields, war raged, and every inch of the earth had been plowed over by a chaotic torrent of techniques.

As the battles dragged on, despite both sides fighting desperately, the Martial Artists transformed by Fang Can slowly began to lose ground.

After all, every single one of the transformed Martial Artists was incredibly powerful in their own right.

But ultimately, they were outnumbered by the martial world’s allied forces.

On the eastern front, Belial was covered in wounds. His Ruyi Golden Cudgel had been knocked from his grasp and now stood plunged into the earth nearby.

Having lost his weapon and with his power waning, the crystal on his chest began to blink slowly.

"We’re going to win! We can win! We will win!" The eyes of the three Fourth Turn experts filled with the joy of impending victory, and their joint assault grew even more ferocious.

"Sigh. Useless Belial. Go sit at the losers’ table with the Milk Dragon."

From within a dark cave, the Lord of Jank let out a sigh, frustrated by his creation’s incompetence.

He immediately turned to Feng Qiaoyan beside him and said, "This one (referring to Belial’s memories)... we don’t need it anymore!"

Feng Qiaoyan nodded and activated her mental bomb ability, remotely bombarding Belial’s personality with a psychic assault.

She had tampered with Belial’s memories back when this Fourth Turn persona was created, planting the mental bomb while he was unconscious and defenseless.

Now, under this remote bombardment, Belial—who was desperately struggling in a bitter fight against the three Fourth Turn experts—instantly felt his memories rapidly fading away.

In their place, a new personality began to overwrite his consciousness.

Before the stunned gazes of the three Fourth Turn experts, Belial’s body began to twist and contort.

In the distance, the iron rod plunged into the earth shot toward Belial, moving on its own as if propelled by an unseen force.

’What’s happening? Did we beat him into his second phase?’ This suspicion surfaced in the minds of the two Reincarnators.

But as Reincarnators who had been through thousands of battles, large and small, there was no enemy they hadn’t faced. They were seasoned veterans, ready for anything.

"Don’t hold back! We need to interrupt his second phase immediately! Don’t let him transform!"

The Fourth Turn from the Blazing Nation, who had turned into a super giant, didn’t need to be told. He got the message.

The next moment, the crimson energy patterns on his body lit up, flowing toward his hands like veins of lava.

He roared and crossed his arms. A crimson fissure of light split open at his wrists, like a wound tearing through space itself.

As he unleashed the "Hyper Burst"—a technique recorded in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*—the crimson energy spiraled together, forming a chaotic pillar of light a hundred meters in diameter that blasted toward Belial.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air ionized and crackled, and a charred trench was plowed into the earth.

The Hyper Burst tore through the barrier, slamming Belial into a mountainside and kicking up a mushroom cloud that blotted out the sun. The intense heat vitrified the mountain rock into glassy, crimson magma.

But the expressions of the three Fourth Turn experts were now grim.

The originally white Ruyi Golden Cudgel had transformed into a circular shield of light, blocking the vast majority of the attack’s energy.

"That cudgel can turn into a barrier and block my full-power attack? What in the world is it made of?" The super-giant Fourth Turn expert’s eyes were filled with gravity.

"Heheheh." From the pitch-black cave, the Lord of Jank let out a sinister, villainous laugh.

「Three days earlier.」

The Lord of Jank looked at the unconscious Fourth Turn before him. "So, you think Dark Belial has potential? How about you get me a really tough rod to act as his battle instrument?"

"That’s easy," Fang Can said, and promptly ripped off his own head.

After growing a new one, he handed the old head over.

"I’ve deleted all the internal data from this head. It can migrate its cells to transform into any shape."

"I’m giving you the authority to change its form. You can morph this head into anything you want. Just shape it into a battle instrument."

"This head is as durable as my body, and it can self-heal even after taking damage."

Stunned, the Lord of Jank stared at Fang Can’s disembodied head, its eyes closed.

After accepting this premise, the Lord of Jank mused, "Hey, a rod that can change its form at will... that sounds more like another weapon I know."

Fang Can, who understood instantly, thought for a moment. "So you want to do a mashup? Belial with the Golden Cudgel?"

"Exactly, exactly! Also, this Belial’s transformation only lasts for three minutes. Can we extend that?" the Lord of Jank asked, making demands just like a client.

"We can. I remember the Tribulation Sword Sect has a Cultivation Technique for replenishing power through physical contact."

Recalling how Xiaoliu had once replenished his power by pressing up against him, Fang Can said:

"I’ll learn that Cultivation Technique tonight and inject the relevant data directly into the head. It will then provide a continuous supply of energy to its user, allowing them to maintain the transformed state indefinitely."

"Hahaha, that’s perfect!" The Lord of Jank was grinning from ear to ear.

"Since we’re already doing a mashup, we might as well give him a second phase," Fang Can added after a moment of thought.

The Lord of Jank paused. "A second phase? What does he turn into?"

"Have you seen the movie *Split*, based on the novel *The Minds of Billy Milligan*?" Fang Can smiled. "By switching between different personalities, he can gain new abilities based on their memories."

"Got it. So it’s the Six Desires Demonic Separation Chapter," the Lord of Jank understood instantly.

"We’ll just stuff the Martial Artist’s brain with memories of different personalities. If one is defeated, we delete the old memories and awaken new ones to deal with different enemies."

"During the window of vulnerability while the body is changing, my body tissue will become a protective shield to keep them from being destroyed by attacks."

"Also, based on my experience in the Sixth Turn secret realm, I found that if you compress a Martial Artist’s lifespan, their potential will explode by a hundred or even a thousand times."

"In that case, let’s just configure these Fourth Turn fighters so that every time they switch personalities, their lifespan is forcibly shortened tenfold. By sacrificing their lifespan, their power will grow exponentially."

"With the destruction of each personality, the next one will be even stronger than the last. I’m sure it will be very interesting."

Watching the young man speak with such fervor, the Lord of Jank said sincerely, "Hajican, you magnificent bastard! You’re a goddamn genius! You’re the real Lord of Jank!"

"Flattery will get you nowhere. You should focus on figuring out how to transition between each personality."

Fang Can added coolly, "And when the time comes, remember to place a Cognitive Seal in their minds."

The Lord of Jank froze for a moment. Once he learned the contents of the Cognitive Seal, he immediately nodded in agreement.

「Meanwhile, back on the eastern front.」

Protected by the white barrier made of Fang Can’s flesh and blood, Belial’s old personality died, and a brand-new one began to take its place.

When the barrier dissipated, a sacred, giant egg appeared before the eyes of the three Fourth Turn experts.