My Cell Prison
Chapter 1621 - 1619: Pope’s Attitude

Chapter 1621: Chapter 1619: Pope’s Attitude

"Mythical Territory - Singular Point"

Directly overlays and alters reality, removing the fundamental concepts of time and space.

"This isn’t just a simple mythical field... A conventional ’reality intervention’ absolutely won’t have such effects.

Pope’s field can not only touch the rules,

but even erase the ’world rules’ of this special area, truly terrifying!"

Han Dong and Sally, regarded as ’allies,’ therefore did not face severe restrictions. Both were enveloped in a faint layer of starlight, ensuring they could move freely within the field.

If an enemy were trapped here, it would be a different story.

Since Pope had asked to this extent, Han Dong naturally could not continue to hide.

His mouth opened wider than a normal person could achieve,

click~ the jawbone also completely dislocated.

High-purity grey tentacles, originating from Han Dong’s source, gently floated at the back of his mouth, as a special piece of equipment slowly pressed out.

"This is..."

Pope attempted to peek in advance, only to find his Star Eye couldn’t see through,

The equipment wrapped between the tentacles was repelling everything outside, even blocking ’visual perception’.

Swoosh!

Mucus dripped.

A tentacle sword was held in Han Dong’s hand... on close inspection, one would find,

The hard black crystalline tentacles that mimic the original scabbard material belonged to the "scabbard," used to restrain the Demon Sword inside, while ensuring softness and affinity, giving the Demon Sword the best habitat.

When Han Dong held the tentacle sword in his hand.

Following her biological instincts, Sally quickly distanced herself from Han Dong, the black fur between her goat legs fully bristling.

She could clearly feel the embedded [sense of danger].

Han Dong held the tentacle sword in his hand, lightly manipulating it.

"This Demon Sword is incredibly difficult to control; it’s had three previous owners before me, and they all failed to master it, returning it to the Black Tower... I can only control it at a basic level for now."

Pope further inquired, "Just a quick look at its true form should be okay, right?"

"It might be dangerous."

"I accept all consequences!"

At this moment,

Pope, now completely a curious child, was at the point where he wouldn’t rest until he saw the Demon Sword’s true form.

Creaaak~

Under Han Dong’s control, one of the "mimic tentacles" that formed the scabbard slowly withdrew.

The ’flowing’ bizarre sword body was revealed, like black particles formed from cosmic destruction, flowing in an orderly manner to form the sword’s shape.

Upon seeing its true form,

Pope’s Starfield Brain operated at high speed, with the [Brain Library] within working to its full extent to find related knowledge.

"Could this be a product accidentally formed during a dark cosmos’ ’great collapse’? A one in a billion chance?"

At this moment.

Because parts of the true form were exposed from the scabbard,

The Demon Sword became somewhat restless, with black particles starting to accelerate in flow.

Buzz!

A sharp pain spread through Pope’s brain.

At the same time, the [Mythical Territory - Singular Point] spread by Pope was sliced open with a rift.

Seeing this

Han Dong hurriedly gripped the Demon Sword, attempting to reassemble the withdrawn tentacle.

Snap!

At that moment, an ice-cold, utterly temperatureless palm reached out... grasping Han Dong’s wrist, halting his attempt to seal the Demon Sword.

At the same time, a sensation similar to cosmic rays falling on the skin spread from the palm, surprisingly comforting, causing Han Dong to shiver slightly.

"Wait! Let me look a little longer! It’s just so beautiful."

The process lasted about ten seconds.

Considering the potential significant impact on the outside world, with the possibility of the Demon Sword’s information leaking, Han Dong forcibly completed the scabbard... while swallowing the entire tentacle sword back inside.

Ten seconds of examination was enough for Pope.

A gentle comet flashed across his pupils, expressing ’satisfaction’.

As the territory withdrew,

The previously richly decorated room seemed corroded by radioactive material, all lighting systems damaged, with irregular pits appearing on the wall’s surface as well.

"Don’t worry, I’ll fully compensate for the room’s damage, and what happened here will be known to no one but the three of us.

Speaking of which, Nicholas really got you something great..."

Though Pope was slightly envious,

he had no regrets about forfeiting during the competition. After all, in his understanding, he indeed was a step behind.

If he had fought desperately at the end, the worst result would have been both sides dying.

He had long recognized that this was Nicholas’ deserving reward... just never expected it to be such a special piece of equipment.

"I look forward to the day you perfectly master this equipment."

"Thank you..." Han Dong took this opportunity to inquire about something, "By the way, Pope! Has my occupational evaluation result been released? Can you give me a heads up?

I’m somewhat worried,

after all, this open course relates to the Black Tower, opposing the Demon World, which might cause considerable controversy?"

Pope replied with an indifferent face:

"No comment, the school has its rules... Besides, tomorrow is the [first day of school], the academic office will naturally conduct a full-school announcement, and you’ll naturally know then."

"Alright then."

At this time, Pope contacted the cafeteria manager to cover the cost of the room’s damage, also preparing to leave.

"Let’s leave it at that, I have many things to do, so I’ll take my leave... Today’s breakfast was quite pleasant."

Just as Pope’s body became particle-like, about to teleport away.

Han Dong gently reached out an arm.

"Pope, can I get a contact from you?"

However,

Pope did not respond nor interrupt the teleportation process.

As his body was about to dissipate, a voice echoed from the void space:

"I’ve left some void attributes in the room, with your ability, you should be able to identify and capture it... Remember, unless it’s necessary, don’t disturb me.

I am quite busy."

As the words ended, the teleportation just concluded.

Standing in place, Han Dong wore a smile, seemingly having achieved some purpose.

"You’re really something, Nicholas." Sally, who was beside him, added.

Han Dong showed an innocent expression of not understanding anything, tilting his head to ask back, "Hmm? Something what?"

However, a faint smile betrayed Han Dong’s true thoughts.

Thus, the seemingly impenetrable barrier between him and Pope was finally pierced with a small hole.

This was quite significant for Han Dong’s development at Mi University, and the development of the void attribute inside him.

"Well, we have had breakfast~

Sally, let’s go meet your sister. We have the rest of the day relatively free, and can relax a little."