Chapter 1386: Poison Disaster

"Well, do you want to learn it?" the Three-Pillar God asked again.

"I..."

Kun Biteros was already stunned.

Perhaps only a loser driven to extreme madness could devise such an extreme martial art.

He trembled all over, feeling a surge of fear.

In the sky, a mushroom cloud-like universe, resembling a helicopter, was filming the entire neighborhood below. "Live broadcast in progress," it announced.

A fierce wind howled.

A host stood at the helicopter's cabin door, speaking to the audience on screen: "As you can see, we have started the war. We are attacking their people, leveraging the fact that they have no idea this is our martial art. It may seem shameless to ambush them like this, but this is a battle of races."

This was a player-led live stream, with the Quantum TV Universe faction providing real-time reports to major heavenly forces across all realms.

The small TV universe had spread to every household. While they couldn't fight directly, they had infiltrated every aspect of the infrastructure.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can witness their astonishment!"

A host was broadcasting the news below: "It must be admitted, this is a miraculous martial art, our hope! Of course they can learn it! But do they dare?"

In front of their televisions, countless Saints and even Heavenly Daos were observing this pivotal battle in real-time, their eyes filled with hope.

They instantly understood the subtlety of this martial art.

The cosmic beings could learn it, and they could indeed become incredibly powerful, but their brains would then become their greatest weakness.

A simple touch could cause brain damage.

Previously, the old organisms, as bacteria, were utterly incapable of harming enemies of the same realm.

It was like an ant of the same realm fighting a Tyrannosaurus Rex tens of meters tall from the same realm. How could one fight? The T-Rex would stand still, and you would exhaust all your energy just to possibly destroy one of its tiny fingernails.

In reality, the size disparity was tens of thousands of times greater!

But now, if their brains became vulnerable, they would have a weakness, giving bacteria the possibility of defeating them.

Do they dare to learn it?

"Rabid Dog, perfectly fitting! A desperate, mad dog, the counterattack of the weak!"

"At the same realm, whether we target the brain or not, we can crush them with our hands more easily than killing a tiny insect... We have fatal weaknesses, it doesn't matter, but if *they* have fatal weaknesses..."

"Brilliant! A genius beyond compare!"

"This is the collective wisdom of our countless geniuses, our counterattack!"

Countless Saints whispered, feeling a glimmer of hope.

"I'll teach you."

The Three-Pillar God spoke eloquently, his voice growing clearer: "Chaos Head, simply put, is a martial art that transforms the human brain, made of nerves and flesh, into a quantum skull. Quantum nerves possess mental power akin to 'the Lord'! This martial art doesn't train the limbs, but focuses on the brain, making it incredibly powerful!"

It's true that a martial artist's brain is a weakness.

However, the life force of a current 10th-tier martial Saint is stronger than that of an ancient 10th-tier traditional law Saint!

Traditional Saints, reborn from a drop of blood, seemed powerful, but without physical training, they were essentially mages. Their martial realm was only 8th tier, their bodies too fragile. Even rebirth from a drop of blood could easily be shattered into dust.

Modern martial artists, on the other hand, have strong physiques. Their weakness is concentrated in the brain, which can be heavily protected. Combined with the most resilient bodies in the universe, it is extremely difficult to destroy their brains.

Even if their brains are ruptured, they recover quickly; continuous eradication of brain matter is required.

The current "Chaos Head," however, becomes incredibly intricate and, consequently, fragile.

The Three-Pillar God smiled: "With the first generation of 'Rabid Dog' virus, we destroy their brains and turn them into our living space. Even if it's difficult for us to control their actions, as unintelligent beasts, they still serve as our dwelling nests."

The Three-Pillar God continued to speak at length.

Next, he proposed a terrifying "Parasitic Beast" and "Human Brain Planet" plan.

He intended to infect a large group of people, turning them into wandering beasts, creating a "dead city" or "desperate land."

Even if their actions couldn't be controlled, their beastly instincts would still attack others and protect their own brains... They could use this protection to reside within the brains, treating them as planets.

A brain planet!

A giant planet, even larger than the sun!

To reside peacefully within it!

This was the first step of their grand plan: the habitable planet transformation project!

Don't forget, the Three-Pillar God was once a terrifying entity skilled in technology.

Of course, this was just the first stage of infection.

When this brain planet, along with human reproduction and the increase of bacterial martial artists, reaches a theoretical trillion 10th-tier Saint-level bacteria, they could fully control the body of a 10th-tier giant and cultivate...

This would effectively create a colossal New Human fighting force of comparable size, capable of resistance!

"It seems quite mad, doesn't it?"

A stiff, mechanical smile touched the Three-Pillar God's lips.

"The gap between us is truly vast."

The Three-Pillar God approached step by step.

"We are too despicable, too weak."

With an aura of dragon-like might and tiger-like dominance, he slowly gazed at the hazy sky, resembling a sunset, as he drew closer.

"We bacteria are truly pathetic. It takes trillions of 10th-tier Saints just to completely control the brain of one of your 10th-tier Saint-level kin."

"And this is merely the most cunning way to occupy a brain."

"This number is exaggerated, but it doesn't matter, because we are bacteria, and our numbers are vast, aren't they?" The Three-Pillar God smiled, gently lifting the chin of his former lover.

This action made Kun Biteros tremble completely.

"I... I..."

He could imagine a terrifying bacterium sweeping across a continent in the future, becoming a tremendous problem for humanity, forming a disaster that would be difficult to eradicate.

"Bacteria, viruses... they will become a thorn in the side of us New Humans, requiring constant epidemic prevention," Kun Biteros genuinely felt a pang of fear.

They were not originally bacteria.

Yet they planned to fight to the death, truly living as bacteria.

Kun Biteros roared loudly, "Your martial art... your martial art, Rabid Dog, has already departed from the scope of traditional martial arts... This is not martial arts at all! It's a concept of endless disaster!"

"How is it not martial arts? Ridiculous! Any killing technique that uses weakness to overcome strength and kill an opponent can be called martial arts."

The Three-Pillar God frowned: "What? I've carefully introduced my martial art to you, giving you an advantage in battle, and you're not even grateful? You're insulting me instead?"

He suddenly smiled too.

"Don't worry, I'm just one of the crew members on that last vessel, the grand ship that gathers all old forces, nothing remarkable... Show me your true strength and kill me. You know, my martial art isn't good for combat, I'm just a waste."

The Three-Pillar God smiled, controlling Nar's body, stretching her limbs. "Come on, smash my brain to pieces and pull out this pitiful rabid insect inside me."

"Then, come on." Kun Biteros's face gradually darkened. No matter how he was provoked or disheartened, he surprisingly still had the courage to fight.

"Do you realize how terrifying our size is?" He raised his hand, and countless quantum winds swirled around him. "Ridiculous viruses, after all, will find it very difficult to defeat New Humans."