Chapter 1, The Paranoid Patient
It was already noon, and the villagers had just finished their lunch, sitting in small groups at their doorsteps, chatting idly. The early spring afternoon always brings a sense of drowsiness that tingles pleasantly. Dong Yang was also engaged in conversation, but he was talking incessantly to a donkey.
A muffled thunder struck precisely on Dong Yang's head, and a group of madmen screamed as they were violently thrown out by the immense force. By the time they got back on their feet, Dong Yang had already vanished without a trace
Villager B: "The hometown is full of memories..."
The younger brothers erupted in a cheer, crowding around Dong Yang, singing the athlete's march loudly. Just as they were about to take a big step westward, a blinding lightning suddenly struck down from the overcast sky, shattering their Olympic dream
The figure in the black robe extended a withered yellow finger, swiftly gesturing with its sharp nails. As his finger trembled violently, a series of black traces lingered in the air, rapidly forming a bizarre magical symbol. Suddenly, a black light flickered, and a series of hexagram light rings quickly illuminated the ground behind him. A dozen tall, bloodthirsty zombies had already risen from the magic circle in response to his summons
Slip gazed at the gleaming tip of the knife, extending a pale finger that swiftly traced a peculiar magical symbol in the air. At the same time, a chilling voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears: "The curse of the undead, those who threaten me shall face the punishment of their skin"
Although he suffers from delusions, this condition does not affect his intelligence at all. Dong Yang is truly very clever; three days after watching a football match, he can recount the entire event for over one hundred minutes, detailing every single aspect that occurred during the game, even reciting the advertisements from the halftime break word for word, more meticulously than the live commentary on the radio.
Xiao Dong is very intelligent. He mastered the language and script of this world in just six months. In the following six months, he examined all the written materials in the village and finally understood the situation of the world he was in: it is a world of swords and magic.
Amidst the swirling black light in the air, a flash suddenly darted through, quickly vanishing into Lord Todd's forehead. The stout Todd let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground, rolling in agony while screaming. The skin on his body began to constrict around him at a visibly rapid pace, tightening more and more. In a moment, cracked lines spread across Todd's entire body.
After spending a year in a small village, eighteen-year-old Dong Yang is convinced that he has fully understood the rules and order of this world. In order to adapt to this world, Dong Yang even gave himself a formidable new name: Achilles
Little Neurotic held onto the staggering Charlotte's father and asked, "Father, who is Sleep?" Dong Yang still understood that the donkey could not answer this question.
Mati Village is located on the edge of a great mountain, characterized by its simple folk customs and isolation from the world. The most significant criminal case in the town's history occurred thirty years ago, involving a poisoning incident: a farmer poisoned and killed two sows belonging to his neighbor in an act of revenge. The village has only one constable, a forty-year-old portly man named Todd. The nearest military garrison is also forty miles away.
Dong Yang shouted with a sorrowful gaze at the still-dazed Sri Pu: "I have already come here, why are you still unwilling to let me go!"
After reading "Sherlock Holmes," he pretended to smoke a pipe with a plastic straw in his mouth, leading dozens of "Watson assistants" around the hospital to solve cases. Surprisingly, the results were quite good; they quickly apprehended three groups of thieves who had entered the hospital to steal sedatives. When caught, the thieves were quite puzzled as to why the police had changed their uniforms
As for the higher-level Archmage, there are only two Archmages in total across the two major human empires on the continent, one in each empire.
In the vast Sun Empire, it is possible that some may not know who their emperor is, but there is no one who has not heard of the name Slip
The young man with grizzled hair was momentarily stunned, then cried out: "Boss... let the thunder strike me..."
This situation persisted for a full two years, until one day while watching television, a news story caught Dong Yang's interest: a German thief used hypnosis to rob a bank, hypnotizing the bank teller in just a few sentences, and ultimately the teller filled the thief's backpack with money, allowing the thief to leave without a trace
Villager A: "..."
Slip blinked and stared at Dong Yang for a while, and finally, with a relieved smile, said: "Damn it, he's a madman!"
Slip seems a bit dazed: Have you been waiting for me for a long time
At that moment, a man cloaked entirely in a black robe slowly walked into Ma Ti Village. It is rare for outsiders to visit Ma Ti Village, and soon, enthusiastic villagers gathered around, asking questions in a flurry of voices.
By committing murder to enhance his power, he absorbs the fear and resentment of dying humans, transforming it into necromantic energy, while the corpses are refined into zombies. His files in the Empire's Department of Public Security fill two large cabinets. Since he began practicing dark magic, wherever he goes, be it a bustling city or a remote village, a trail of bloodshed follows. However, each time this demon faces a crackdown from the authorities or the Magic Guild, he escapes with ease. It is said that his power has already reached the level of a high-ranking mage. Since he began practicing dark magic, wherever he goes, be it a bustling city or a remote village, a trail of bloodshed follows. However, each time this demon faces a crackdown from the authorities or the Magic Guild, he escapes with ease. It is said that his power has already reached the level of a high-ranking mage
Donkey: "Aang eng aang eng aang eng......"
Fortunately, there is a reclusive old scholar in the village, whose collection of books is extensive enough for Dong Yang to understand this world
The figure in the black robe opened his mouth to the crowd, as if saying something. However, everyone clearly saw his mouth moving, yet not a single sound could be heard.
After Dong Yang watched "The Legend of the Flying Fox," he organized the first Jiulong Cup Martial Arts Conference in the hospital. Hundreds of patients were directed by him, moving about in confusion. Anyone who saw him had to bow and clasp their fists, shouting loudly: "Leader!"
Suddenly, a person speaking Mandarin with a Tianjin accent interrupted Slip's words: "You finally arrived." A young man with black hair and yellow skin pushed through the trembling villagers and stepped forward: "I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Dong Yang's expression was resolute yet sorrowful, evoking a sense of tragic dignity akin to that of someone facing execution, stirring a strong impulse to shout against imperialism.
On a stormy morning, Dong Yang smiled and, with a voice that could lull one to sleep, "persuaded" three doctors and over a dozen burly nurses to open the door for them. Dong Yang, accompanied by seven or eight of his most loyal followers, donned a jumpsuit emblazoned with the six large characters "Tianjin Anding Hospital" on the back, swaggered out of the Anding Hospital in Wujiaqiao, Tianjin.
Do not be afraid, we will go first; those who go first will take the lead
Dong Yang watched the news and immediately disbanded the three major families. He then plunged back into the reading room, even actively cooperating with the doctors to secure opportunities to access the internet for research. He led his younger brothers in efforts to build a harmonious hospital, ultimately convincing the doctors that he was gradually returning to normal. In reality, Dong Yang's condition was not severe; as long as he could endure and refrain from expressing his thoughts, he would be like a normal person. Of course, there were many times when he simply could not hold back.
Since the day the little neurotic crossed over, he has been anxiously waiting for the Wu family to take him back. In the mind of a delusional patient, the doctors and nurses at the psychiatric hospital are akin to deities. The hospital's security guards are comparable to mighty archangels. Today, suddenly, a powerful figure has come to his door, and the little neurotic's delusional mind immediately defines this individual as a subsidiary cooperative unit of the psychiatric hospital
In this world, human mages are exceedingly rare. Across the entire continent, the total number of human mages does not exceed one thousand. Among the ranks specifically designated for mages, low-level and mid-level mages account for the vast majority, while high-level mages are already a rarity. There are only about a dozen or twenty high-level human mages known across the continent. Their scarcity determines their value, and each high-level mage is a target of intense recruitment by the empire. On the Razor Continent, high-level offensive magic is undoubtedly a formidable weapon, serving as a strategic deterrent for the nation.
"Slip, it's Slip! The devil has come!" Finally, a villager reacted, and amidst the shrill screams, the villagers retreated in panic
Dong Yang has a relatively mild illness, delusional disorder
Dong Yang suddenly appeared in the village, enveloped in green smoke, causing a great uproar. Even the donkeys came to watch in curiosity. His rare black hair, peculiar yellow skin, and a pair of eyes resembling black gemstones quickly captivated the extremely simple-minded villagers. It is worth mentioning that in the realm of mental illness, Dong Yang's appearance could definitely be considered handsome
Thus, he was confined to a mental hospital; everyone knows he is talking nonsense, as the direct superior of the Celestial Hound is clearly Erlang Shen
The concept of time travel is not particularly difficult for a person with delusions to accept. The only trouble is that he cannot understand the language spoken around him. The kind villagers took in this seemingly handsome, albeit slightly emaciated young man. Dong Yang is also quite satisfied with his situation; everything here is fresh and sufficient for his robust delusional nerves to accept for a period of time.
This is an utterly predictable battle; even if the villagers were replaced by an equally sized army, there would be no chance of escaping the pursuit of a high-level mage. However, as the only official representative of the Empire in Ma Ti Village, Lord Todd mustered his courage, drew the long sword that symbolized the laws of the Empire, and interrupted Slip, saying: "You scoundrel, leave Ma Ti Village with your disgusting zombies at once, or you will face the punishment of the Empire!" As he spoke, he performed a beautiful flourish with his sword, pointing it at the mage across from him. Lord Todd is a knight of the copper crown, conferred by the Empire, and usually, seven or eight strong men would not be able to match him. Now, all the villagers were hiding behind him, which filled the sheriff with a sense of knightly honor.
However, today, true terror suddenly descended upon this tranquil village in the mountains. If nothing unexpected occurs, all the inhabitants of Ma Ti Village will perish
Dong Yang turned around in place, determined his direction, and pointed westward: "Head west, go to London, and attend the next Olympic Games"
Dong Yang : `` ... ... ''
The figure in the black robe split its mouth open and smiled silently. Moments later, its eerie, hoarse laughter echoed through the sky, forcefully filling everyone's ears once again
Razor Continent, a small village located deep within the Sunset Mountains, known as Horse Hoof Village
The most terrifying thing was that after watching "The Godfather," he single-handedly organized the establishment of three major families in the hospital: the Dong family, the Yang family, and the Dong-Yang family. These three families, in their quest for free time, toiletries, and any resources available in the psychiatric hospital, resorted to all sorts of schemes and tricks, and when necessary, armed conflicts would even break out. From that day on, the hospital was never at peace; there would often be groups of three to five patients either ambushing or encountering each other in narrow passages, dueling with plastic spoons. Whoever's spoon broke would shout and fall to the ground, pretending to be dead. This continued until the bell signaling the end of free time rang, at which point the patients would crawl up in defeat and run back to their wards.
After a full year of research, Dong Yang smiled, proudly discarding the psychology and hypnosis books in his hands. He knew that he was about to leave this hospital, a place where only madmen would choose to stay
Slip seemed to take great satisfaction in the fear and panic of the villagers, speaking without the aid of magic: "Fear, dear slaves, one hundred and thirty-seven of you. To be honest, your souls are not remarkable, but the generous Lord Slip will not hold it against you..." His hoarse voice was filled with contempt for life, as clusters of black, undead energy swirled around him, constantly circling and intertwining. A dozen bloodthirsty zombies were slowly spreading out, guarding the only road from Ma Ti Village to the outside world
On a day when he was fourteen years old, he suddenly stood on the rooftop of the Tianjin International Building wearing a canvas raincoat, claiming to be a direct disciple of Taishang Laojun, one of the seven leaders of the Wealthy Army, the King of Assassins in the Triad, the number one detective in the world, and the superior of the Celestial Dog
Slip, a demonic entity, a notorious high-level necromancer
Gazing at the incessantly flowing vehicles on the road, a young man with completely white hair asked blankly, "Boss, where are we going?"
However, boss, the next Olympic Games are still a few years away
"No crying!" Dong Yang's top bodyguard, a burly man, jumped up and slapped the white-haired man twice, shouting fiercely: "The Hellhound will avenge the boss. We must carry on the boss's legacy and go to London to hold the Olympics!"
The high-level sorcerer is undoubtedly a magnificent presence, akin to a towering mountain, for ordinary people. Today, this mountain of the undead has appeared in the small village without any warning. Even in this remote mountain village, which is almost isolated from the world, no one is unaware of the infamous reputation of Slip! No, there is still one person who does not know, and that is Dong Yang.
Old Man Charlotte's face turned pale as he pointed at the figure in the black robe and said: "It is him, Slip is the one!"
Bastard, you still won't admit that you are from Wujiayao! You are the madman; your whole family is mad! Dong Yang was furious, firmly convinced that this Slip before him must be a lackey of the An Ding Hospital. Damn it, how else could he call me a madman? Thus, the little neurotic did not hesitate to retaliate with the most vicious language used among patients in An Ding Hospital.
Dong Yang rolled his eyes: "Damn! I was asking what the deal is with Sri Pu!"
Dong Yang let out a cold laugh and continued with righteous indignation: "Let them go, you are here to capture me! I know you are from the Wujiayao Anding Hospital!" Following this, Dong Yang pronounced each word emphatically: "Siripudafu"
Dong Yang glanced at the man in black for a moment, then lowered his head and said to the donkey in front of him: "So it turns out to be a mute..." Before he could finish his words, a voice, oppressive and thunderous, suddenly rang out from the sky: "Feel honored, ignorant people, for Lord Slip has arrived!"
At the age of seventeen, Dong Yang taught himself the art of hypnosis
Aside from rambling nonsense, Dong Yang's greatest interest was immersing himself in the reading room to read books. After he escaped, the hospital finally made the decision to completely close the patient reading room, as the consequences of allowing a highly intelligent patient with delusions to read were simply too severe
"Go to London, hold the Olympics, go to London, hold the Olympics..." Amidst the shouts of the madmen, a group of patients marched proudly and confidently towards London
The villagers erupted in a collective scream filled with terror, aimlessly retreating, creating a large open space, leaving only the sheriff writhing in pain on the ground. Slip laughed heartily: "This is it, you must feel fear and anger, for you, along with your parents, children, brothers, and sisters, will all perish, and for you, death is merely the beginning of suffering! Look at your little ones still in their cradles, look at your aging parents beside you. The more anger you feel, the stronger my power will become. Isn't this a very ... Slip laughed heartily: "This is it, you must feel fear and anger, for you, along with your parents, children, brothers, and sisters, will all perish, and for you, death is merely the beginning of suffering! Look at your little ones still in their cradles, look at your aging parents beside you. The more anger you feel, the stronger my power will become. Isn't this a very ... ..."