HISD Chapter 46 Doomsday Invades Reality
Deep within Yi Meng's mind, a terrifying abyss seemed to hide, surging with endless destructive will.
The Dragon Maiden's face turned pale. Her psychic avatar flapped the Phoenix Force wings desperately, trying to escape.
If she had chosen to flee immediately, she might have had a chance.
But she initially intended to confront the endless destructive will, which caused her to miss the opportunity to retreat.
At this moment.
The Dragon Maiden's psychic avatar weakened rapidly, while the destructive will raging around her increased relentlessly.
Crackle!
The tide of destructive will battered the Phoenix Force wings like moths to a flame. One of the golden wings dimmed, losing its light.
Her psychic avatar lost balance, falling into the depths of Yi Meng's mind, where endless destructive desire surged, and the remaining phoenix wing also dimmed and vanished.
It was over.
The Dragon Maiden felt she could not escape. Her psychic avatar would be consumed by the abyss of destructive will, and her real body would die along with it…
Until this moment.
She could hardly believe it. Even with the Phoenix Force, she was about to be overwhelmed by an ordinary human mind!
Just as her avatar was about to be swallowed by destructive desire, a hand suddenly reached out from the abyss and grabbed her delicate wrist, lifting her upward!
"You are…!"
The Dragon Maiden froze.
It was a boy, around nineteen years old, identical to the silver-haired boy lying in the isolation chamber in reality.
Only now, his eyes glowed with a cold, robotic silver light.
The Dragon Maiden understood instantly.
He was the master of the body in the hospital bed and of this mental domain—the self-consciousness of Yi Meng!
How was this possible?
How could he endure the endless destructive will that even the Phoenix Force could not withstand?
The Dragon Maiden had no way of knowing.
Yi Meng was Doomsday, and Doomsday was Yi Meng.
They had merged, sharing destructive will.
"She is mine, get away!"
Yi Meng's self-consciousness growled, holding the Dragon Maiden's slender waist. In the next instant, the endless destructive will dissipated like a retreating tide.
The Dragon Maiden breathed a sigh of relief, but her psychic avatar flushed red as their mental forms touched almost intimately.
Unlike physical contact, this was an exchange of desire between consciousnesses.
Having overexerted the Phoenix Force earlier, her psychic avatar was too weak to purify negative emotions in herself or him.
Driven by instinct, her avatar's skin glowed pink, her long legs instinctively wrapping around the boy's waist.
"Let go…"
Though she had clung to him, the Dragon Maiden spoke with difficulty, lips slightly parted, breath warm.
Her words were cut off.
The boy's right eye glowed with uncontrollable crimson rage. Lightning storms erupted from his body, tearing apart the white robe of her psychic form, revealing a red-spark, entwined spiritual body.
Pure. Sacred.
Flawless. Untouchable.
The noble Phoenix Dragon.
Yi Meng followed his core desires and leaned forward.
…
In the real world.
Outside the isolation chamber, the supernatural department.
A middle-aged detective and a young female agent waited anxiously, their confusion growing as time passed.
"This… is the Dragon Maiden's scan taking too long?" the young agent asked.
The middle-aged detective frowned, saying nothing.
Usually, the Dragon Maiden only needed five seconds to assess a subject.
Now five minutes had passed, and she had not given a conclusion.
Meanwhile, the silver-haired boy on the bed gradually relaxed from his previous tension, showing a hint of ease and pleasure on his handsome face.
"Perhaps the intrusion has already been resolved," the detective mused. "Maybe she left a while ago."
At the same time.
Eastern Territories.
Tianlong Autonomous State.
Dragon Pearl City, Kunlun Mountains.
A magnificent base rose into the clouds atop the mountain.
Inside, professional women in assistant uniforms or elegant attire, politicians in suits, and officers in decorated military uniforms surrounded a young woman seated cross-legged on the crystal floor.
Her red hair spread like roses across the crystal.
Under their stunned gaze, her body and white robe rapidly transformed into diamond-like material, as if becoming a work of art.
"How is this possible?!"
"This is Dragon Maiden's self-defense mode, indicating extreme danger!"
"It's her psychic consciousness… This has never happened before. Check immediately!"
Panic erupted. Everyone knew if the guardian of the Eastern Territories faltered, it would be catastrophic.
The world was on the verge of collapse.
…
Yi Meng felt as if he had just experienced an indescribable dream.
A wonderful dream.
In it, much of the destructive will from his Doomsday form had been vented, leaving him light and free.
It was time to wake.
Feeling the liminal space between dream and reality, he sensed he would open his eyes in the next moment.
Next instant.
Yi Meng opened his eyes, naturally sitting upright and planting his feet on the floor.
He saw the familiar white-lit ceiling and the spacious, empty isolation chamber, much like last week.
The air smelled sharply of disinfectant.
His eye twitched.
He had been contained as an intruding presence?
No, it was true—he had been invaded by his own Doomsday dream self.
Looking at his right arm, he saw a gray-white exoskeleton covering it, extending from shoulder muscles to the fingers, like a gauntlet.
Grasping his hand, he felt immense power, an urge to punch through the chamber walls.
His right eye flashed with uncontrollable crimson, the left with calm silver.
"No!"
He clenched his teeth, left hand gripping the armored right wrist. Bone-white texture appeared on his left hand as well.
His pupils contracted sharply.
Even awake, the DC dream Doomsday avatar continued to invade and merge with his real body, sharing destructive will and power.
Yi Meng realized that if this continued, even without further dreaming, he would become an uncontrollable Doomsday within a week.
There was no turning back.
He clenched his fists, determined to either become the Doomsday monster or the Doomsday superhero—there was only one path.
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