Chapter 551
Chapter 551 Strange Brain
Regeneration from a drop of blood was undoubtedly an exaggerated description.
Strange brain Gazlowe’s current abilities were somewhat similar to Bug Adept Billis’. Even if most of his brain was destroyed, the remaining bits would be able to regenerate.
Unfortunately, Gazlowe’s size corresponded with his abilities.
He had barely managed to grow from scraps of the brain to a functional one that was capable of thought when he found himself in that situation of severe energy and nutritional deprivation. His current size only allowed him to manipulated some metal substances and mechanical constructs that had been polluted by magical energies.
He could no longer use the mental powers that he had previously mastered due to the severe decrease in his Spirit!
Moreover, one-third of his newly grown brain had just been burned to ashes by his old opponent– Greem. It was difficult for Gazlowe to maintain complete consciousness. Otherwise, he would never have tried something as crude as playing dead in front of a Second Grade fire adept!
For some reason, the memories and emotions that belonged to Gazlowe had faded substantially after being reduced to his current size. Even though the brain itself retained all of Gazlowe’s memories, they were only memories. The newly grown brain possessed a dominant consciousness and position that was distinct from Gazlowe’s.
The brain waved its tentacles and quickly cast a few mental powers on itself.
Masquerade!
Invisibility!
Haste!
The fist-sized brain turned into a flash of lightning under the accumulated effects of all those mental skills. It instantly flew into the sky, found a crack in the ship, and entered it.
The first fifteen minutes was incredibly peaceful, so much so that one might even nod off.
However, fifteen minutes later, the flying ship broke out into a riot.
The many goblins inside the ship started to escape in a panic. They got onto various flying vessels and started leaving the ship.
That was only because the brain didn’t dare to devour their sweet flesh without Greem’s permission. Otherwise, none of these goblin technicians would have been able to leave the flying ship alive.
Once the goblins had all been driven away, the flying ship started to contort slightly, creaking and grinding as it did so. The other goblins were terrified by what had happened in the ship and didn’t notice this happening. However, Greem could detect all this happening due to the Chip’s detailed spiritual scans.
It was apparent that the brain wasn’t satisfied with its new ride upon taking control of the space furnace within the ship. It started using its magical energy to change the structure and appearance of the ship slightly.
It was important to note that the flying ships had always been one of the old goblin Gazlowe’s proudest works. The structure of its hull and the aerodynamic design had been one of the few things that the old goblin had taken great pride in. No goblin in the Empire could suggest any improvement or change to these designs, even a dozen years since the invention of the ship.
However, the brain that had grown through Gazlowe’s memories instantly discovered plenty of illogical and unscientific parts to the ship’s design, despite only just gaining control of it. That was more than enough to demonstrate how much more powerful the brain was compared to the Gazlowe of the past!
The modified flying ship made an elegant arc through the air and rapidly descended into the pit, hovering twenty meters above the ground.
Slowly, the flying ship no longer waved in the air as it had in the past. Controlled by the brain’s magic energy, it stopped right in the middle of the sky without any slight movements. It was almost as if it had been fixed to space with nails.
Greem’s mental consciousness silently communicated with the brain hiding in the flying ship. A short while later, a small opening appeared in the bottom of the ship. A powerful energy storm blasted out, sucking in all the dirt and oddly-shaped debris on the ground like a tornado.
A visible layer of the dirt had been removed from the pit.
At the same time, windows opened on the side of the massive ship, ejecting all the useless stuff, while keeping the useful and filtered materials within its hull.
This efficiency was much higher than the continued and simultaneous efforts of a hundred construction machines.
Greem had personally witnessed the efficacy of the flying ship under the brain’s control and was greatly pleased. After a few words of instruction to the brain, Greem hurried away from the dig site and rushed back to where the teleportation device was.
He couldn’t help it. It seemed something had happened in the World of Adepts that demanded his attention!