Chapter 656: Chapter 395: Alien DDOS Attack_3
It was like those trashy programs that not only auto-download and self-replicate, but also pop up endless videos and smear them right across your face.
For example, an endless stream of gym bros with Harley Alben’s delicate face plastered on, grinning lecherously and shouting "I love your mom!", ripping open their clothes to show off the gym bro body and the Beast under their skirts.
Countless people with Harley Alben’s face started shouting, "Hello, national producers, everyone"...
And then even more, an infinite swarm of "Harley Alben"s, their faces like some Street King meme, appearing in one bizarrely twisted frame after another.
All this information morphed into a cyber Tomie, one Harley Alben head after another completely flooding her sea of soul; at this moment, the Patriarch of the Alben Family wanted to scream in terror, to howl in agony, but with the ritual utterly crammed full of junk data, she simply couldn’t make any such movement.
Three seconds after contact, when Xue Dili could feel that he himself was about to lose it, the next moment he forcibly tore her soul free and dragged it into the Consciousness Space.
In the end, when the only thing left in her field of vision was the endless "Harley Alben"s being tied up by Head Four in some unknown cave deep underground and subjected to hundreds of millions of rounds of ultimate humiliation...
"No, no, get out! Get out! Ah! Mephisto, save me!"
But her final message simply refused to send, completely drowned in the endless trash data.
In that instant, her thinking ground to a total halt, her pupils turned ashy white, and her soul was easily recalled by Xue Dili back into the Consciousness Space.
"Faust, go!" Xue Dili, drenched in sweat, spoke at once.
While bombarding Harley Alben with information, Xue Dili also had to bear the same data backlash himself.
Right now he felt absolutely awful; the junk data he had forcibly copied was buzzing in his own brain as well, beginning to corrode this body’s mind, and Xue Dili’s soul was suffering too. At this point, if he couldn’t quickly pull himself out from this ocean of trash data, he himself would turn into an idiot who could only babble "ye, ya, gwa, hee."
Yet at this moment, something Xue Dili hadn’t expected happened: the Authority of the Void stirred!
In an instant, all that trash data still lingering in his mind vanished without a trace, as if devoured, as if it had never existed at all, and Xue Dili’s mood and emotions abruptly became eerily calm.
As if someone had cast "Forced Calm" on him.
But this was precisely what Xue Dili needed; otherwise he too might have been buried under that endlessly self-replicating junk data.
After a long while, he seemed to have recovered from it; Xue Dili finally let out a long breath and quietly checked the time.
Only about ten seconds had passed, but those ten seconds felt like going through Hell itself, a hell of junk data where even Xue Dili’s own soul had nearly been buried.
This pop-up-ad-style Soul Attack, Xue Dili planned to record it in the Magic-guided Book of the Magic Academy, but it absolutely had to be classified as a Forbidden Technique.
The aftereffects of this thing were way too nasty; even he had almost lost himself in it.
On the flip side, the effect was extremely powerful, even far beyond what Xue Dili had expected. This was his first time relying solely on his soul to launch a direct assault against a Quasi-Tier Five; based on the intel he’d gathered before, a clash of souls should be a winner-takes-all, loser-eats-dirt type of thing, where the victor could inflict devastating damage on the loser.
But now it seemed that a soul clash was more like an information war on the internet, a contest of whose will was stronger, who could still maintain their self amid the garbage data.
And obviously, with preparation against someone unprepared, and in a battle of wills, Xue Dili came out on top, though it was a pyrrhic victory.
"Lord of the Family, Lord of the Family?" Xue Dili tentatively called to the current Harley Alben.
Her pupils were unfocused, her gaze empty, as if she’d turned completely into a doll; right now she looked like her brain had been totally taken over by some Hypnosis app.
But after hearing Xue Dili’s call, she seemed to barely come back to herself; a faint flicker of emotion and chaos appeared in her eyes as she said, "I understand. I just thought of an old acquaintance, that’s all. This matter is of great importance; I must return to the Praise Society at once."
At that moment, Xue Dili knew Faust had successfully completed the Possession.
And Xue Dili didn’t slack off either; in an instant, he sent the modified Bacteriophage in his body into hers through the crystal of Cursed Blood, letting them start multiplying like crazy inside her, then hiding in her cells as inconspicuous telomeres or nonfunctional RNA strands.
"Then, Lord of the Family, we will await your reply." Xue Dili quietly withdrew.
"When I return, I will grant you all the rewards you deserve." Faust seemed to have perfectly completed the Possession; he left the inner courtyard and began making preparations to head straight for the Praise Society.
Only now could Xue Dili finally breathe easy; this plan had gone smoother than he’d imagined, but it was still perilous.
The backlash from this information was like the day a spam-ad programmer finally gets nauseated by his own spam.
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