I studied beheading in a mental institution

Azathoth discovered that the twelve low-dimensional creatures that blocked them for the first time and the low-dimensional creatures that blocked them for the second time all came from the same planet in this universe.

He knows that this is where the consciousness fragments of the fifth universe are located... Without the addition of the will of the universe, it is impossible for this planet to give birth to two lives of this level in succession, that is to say, this planet is this Fang Universe is the most difficult place to conquer.

Azathoth did not rashly try to devour the planet, but approached the planet little by little from other directions in the universe. After a long time, [Chaos] and others launched the third attack.

This time, the cosmic consciousness that fell into a deep sleep suddenly burst out with strong willpower for some reason. Not only was it not directly swallowed and assimilated by Azathoth, but it actually tried to attack him instead!

However, no matter how strong the cosmic consciousness is, it is no match for Azathoth, who is the ruler of this side of the world. In a fierce battle, he was gradually suppressed to a disadvantage.

Just as the battle between the two was heating up, a meteor suddenly smashed through the world barrier where Azathoth was located!

It was a strange building. On the plaque at the gate was written the words "Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods". The moment this hospital appeared, Azathoth was forcibly dragged into one of the wards, and the other four were swallowed up. The cosmic debris of energy was also sucked into the first, second, third, and fourth wards at the same time.

At the same time, the body of [Chaos], which was in a coma because of Azathoth's split consciousness and sent to the low-dimensional world, was also absorbed into the hospital and became a sleeping nurse.

then……

and then?

Recalling this, Azathoth suddenly felt a tingling pain in his consciousness, and a sense of separation flooded his mind.

He doesn't remember what happened next?

Azathoth recalled it for a long time, but he didn't think about what happened next. Instead, the pain in his mind became more and more intense. He simply suppressed this thought for the time being, turned his head to look at [Chaos] in the courtyard, and said slowly:

"What happened before I woke up?"

"Nothing happened?" [Chaos] blinked, "I just saw you running out of that room suddenly, said a few words in a daze, and then went to open the door...it was gone."

"Delirious... Is it the backlash of the consciousness of the universe?" Azathoth narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and his aching consciousness was a little confused, he asked again,

"The fifth universe, did I succeed in devouring it?"

Hearing this question, [Chaos] had a subtle expression, and he said as a matter of course: "It's a success! You are Master Azathoth, how can there be things you can't do??"

Hearing this answer, Azathoth's eyes suddenly flashed a coldness!

His figure instantly crossed the second floor of the hospital, and came in front of [Chaos]. From those dark eyes, the coercion that could crush the universe was released!

"You... dare to lie to me?"

"Cheat you? Master Azathoth! How dare I lie to you!!" [Chaos] screamed in horror, "I was created by you, I am your child! My consciousness is all made by you Born, how could it be possible to lie to you?"

"You said that I have devoured the fifth universe...why didn't I feel the increase in strength?"

Azathoth stared at [Chaos], a pitch-black tentacle suddenly protruded from nothingness, roared and smashed towards [Chaos], but it just passed through lightly, blasting the grass under his feet into pieces!

"Also, why can't I touch you? You no longer have my aura on you, you are not [Chaos]... who are you??"

"I...I..." [Chaos]'s body trembled slightly, as if he had been frightened, unable to speak a word.

"Where is the fifth universe?"

Azathoth spoke solemnly.

[Chaos] He lowered his head and did not answer.

Azathoth seemed to have noticed something, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at the fifth ward on the second floor of the ward.

Today's first, second, third and fourth wards are four crazy cosmic wreckages, the sixth ward is where He is, what about the fifth ward?

"Is it there?"

Azathoth flashed to the fifth ward in an instant, grabbed the doorknob of this ward, and twisted it hard!

"Master Azathoth, don't!" [Chaos] shouted from behind.

But it's too late.

Azathoth opened the fifth ward door, saw the scene inside, and suddenly froze in place.

In this ward, there is no crazy and chaotic universe as imagined, only pieces of shriveled and dull cosmic shells, like translucent snake sloughs, densely stacked together, like countless old cardboards piled up in abandoned warehouses, almost The whole ward is full!

Judging from the size of these cosmic shells, these are all fifth universes.

No, it's not possible...

There has always been only one fifth universe, so where did the bodies of the hundreds of millions of fifth universes come from?

Azathoth stared blankly at the cosmic shells that filled the ward. From these cosmic shells, he could feel an extremely familiar breath...it was his own breath.

These universes are all created by Himself...

"How could this be... when will I..." A strong tingling pain erupted from Azathoth's mind again, as if countless needles were piercing his consciousness, he held his head in both hands, and spoke in confusion ,

"No... I didn't do these... Why did I reproduce so many bodies of the fifth universe... No..."

"It's not me! I...it's not me..."

"Who am I? I am not Azathoth...? I am Azathoth!"

"No, I'm not Azathoth...I don't know how to do this...Then who am I? Who am I..."

At the same time, above Azathoth's head, a void panel emerged, and on that panel, a progress bar was beating crazily.

"Azathoth's healing progress: 73%...61%...54%...47%..."

Azathoth, who was squatting on the ground and struggling painfully, had countless memory fragments flashing through his mind. Besides his own, there was another person's... No, it should be a memory belonging to another universe.

"Who am I... Who am I... I am..."

Countless chaotic thoughts almost burst Azathoth's mind, he raised his head suddenly, stumbled into his sixth ward, searched the tables and chairs to find pens and papers, so as to record something, hastily room was not found.

As a last resort, he could only grab a table knife by the table, rush to a clean white wall, and try hard to carve something.

But for some reason, the blade of this table knife cut across the wall without leaving any marks, as if it had been pasted with a layer of wallpaper... Azathoth let out a low growl, and slapped the wall hard with his hand !

boom--! !

The white wallpaper fluttered down like butterflies, and a wall that had already been engraved with countless knife marks was exposed to the air!

Azathoth froze in place.