Cthulhu America, I can see the kill line.

Putting away the scripture, Kong Jiu closed his eyes and sorted through the memories he had gathered from the concepts.

To him, this precious information was more important than any spiritual object.

For example, the messages contained in these memories finally gave Kong Jiu further insights into things he had never understood before, such as the path to enlightenment and the rating of psychics.

First, Amerigo's psychic rating system is divided into four levels, from A to D. Those who cannot even reach level D are considered mediocre and are not evaluated by the psychic community.

Needless to say, one's own spiritual energy must meet certain standards. Within the realm, advancement in each path requires assessment, much like the process of obtaining a professional title.

As for psychics of rank A and above, Amerigo is, after all, a young nation that has been established for less than three hundred years, and it is impossible to rank such heroes.

Therefore, if a psychic of rank A or above is born, they must travel to the continent of Europe to apply for an evaluation from a more established psychic organization.

Fortunately, due to Amerigo Vespucci's policy of not recognizing psychic abilities, most gifted individuals also do not accept psychic education.

As long as no one studies, there will be no geniuses whose abilities exceed federal control.

Therefore, no superhuman psychic of A-level or above has appeared in Amerigo Veterans in the past three hundred years.

In fact, since the Iron Curtain was introduced, not to mention those above Grade A, even Grade A psionicists have rarely appeared.

In Kong Jiu's understanding, the term "path" is more like a "discipline".

Apart from the Supreme Path, all psionicists of any path are only qualified to claim to belong to that path when they reach Rank C.

This is why Farah and Mina have never claimed to have started on any particular path.

After all, Farah was merely a low-blooded magician in the magic world of his native British Isles.

Although Mina is exceptionally talented, this young girl is only twenty-one years old, and the time she has spent cultivating psionic energy is far too short.

But this does not prevent them from displaying considerable psychic power.

Mina, a novice blood mage, displayed overwhelming combat power during the ritual in Lixin Township.

Farah, a D-class psionic cult leader, is capable of intercepting destroyer missiles and countering thermal weapons.

Henry, this aged C-level psychic, with the help of that scripture, would undoubtedly be able to take on a hundred mortals single-handedly.

As for Winchester, judging from her ability to summon the dead to fight at will, she is probably not someone to be trifled with.

"No wonder the Amerigo Federation doesn't acknowledge the existence of psychic powers..."

Kong Jiu recalled the performances of every psionicist he had ever seen, and thought they were already amazing enough, but he did not expect that some of them had not even truly come into contact with the path of cultivation.

If such a terrifying power were recognized by the Federation and made public...

Kong Jiu couldn't help but frown.

Considering Amerigo's current dire situation, he dared not imagine how much worse the situation would become if an even more unstable factor like psychic energy were to intervene.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of those jumbled thoughts, and looked at the beetle in his palm.

The mechanical beetle had lost all conceptual aura, leaving only abundant spiritual energy.

The heart-locking beetle is the official scientific name of this magical creature.

The memories implanted into his brain told him that this was a very precious spiritual object.

Its complex craftsmanship and astonishing efficacy have made it one of the most famous and well-known high-grade alchemical artifacts in the alchemical world.

One of the tests for advancing to Rank A in the alchemy path is to refine the "Heart-Locking Beetle".

The so-called "heart-locking beetle" has a more apt nickname among those outside the industry:

"The Life Box"!

Simply place it inside the body, where it resides in the heart, and with long-term care, it can significantly improve bodily functions.

If it suffers severe injuries and its physical body disintegrates, it can still forcibly maintain brain function and remain immortal.

Even if killed, this spirit can use its ability to contain souls and concepts to allow the wearer's soul to escape into this tiny beetle and find peace.

If the soul is powerful enough, a portion can even be separated in advance and hidden in a life box, making it almost immortal.

If we were to categorize all artificial spirits, the Heart-Locking Beetle would undoubtedly be the strongest protective spirit.

Almost all high-level alchemical psionicists, or alchemists, will craft their own unique life caskets as a precaution.

With its reputation for strengthening the body, binding the crippled, and chasing souls in the underworld, the Heart-Locking Beetle is known to everyone in the psychic world.

However, this is, after all, a spiritual object that only an A-level alchemist can create.

Such a rare and precious object would be a waste even if placed in Xinxiang, one of the world's most prosperous cities, or in the most luxurious auction house.

Only the one in Kong Jiu's hand, used as an anchor point for the Iron Curtain, or housed in a museum, is worthy of its value.

But now, it belongs to Kongjiu.

"Loyalty? Can't you even speak?"

Kong Jiu spoke to the little insect, but received no further response.

"A heart-locking beetle?"

"I am here."

The beetle's mechanical soul emitted a cold, mechanical sound.

Kong Jiu scratched his chin, pondering how to communicate with this machine spirit.

"Activate the master recognition mode?"

He casually uttered a prompt, just like setting an alarm clock using a smartphone's voice command.

"A concept has been detected within you. This beetle has designated you as its host. Do you wish to possess me?"

It seems that this object was bound to 'loyalty' from the moment it was created.

"Possession".

As soon as the words were spoken, the beetle flapped its wings and flew to the peacock's chest.

Just as Kong Jiu was wondering what would happen, the intricate mechanical tentacles suddenly pierced his heart and forcefully pulled it open.

A deep gash was ripped open in his chest, exposing the bone, and went straight to his heart.

"Aww!"

The excruciating pain in his chest caused Kong Jiu to scream in agony as he reached out to grab the beetle.

But the beetle moved swiftly and had already burrowed into the crack.

When the finger touched the wound, the skin and flesh had already healed.

The sudden turn of events shocked and angered Kong Jiu. He even considered whether to use his blood as a blade to carve out the beetle from under his chest.

But the next moment, his eyes widened in surprise.

The wound that Henry had previously stabbed in his heart wall, which he had only temporarily plugged with fresh blood due to his lack of proficiency in blood healing techniques, was still throbbing slightly.

At this moment, a subtle spiritual energy spread to his internal organs with each heartbeat.

The hidden wound in my heart no longer aches between two or three heartbeats.

Heart injuries heal the fastest, but that doesn't stop there.

In just a few blinks, the gunshot wound that hadn't fully healed when he was resurrected, the teeth marks left when he snuggled with Mina last night, and even Kong Jiu's slight astigmatism, were all repaired one by one with the beating of his heart.

These are just the changes that I can directly perceive; many more potential improvements are completely undetectable!

Is the beetle's effect on improving health really that immediate?

Kong Jiu hurriedly opened the system panel.

[While possessed by the Heart-Locking Beetle, my constitution will continue to improve gradually, and minor injuries can be repaired very quickly.]

This isn't even a skill; it's just a status entry in the system log.

But Kong Jiu truly felt that his body was being constantly nourished and was becoming more and more refined every moment.

"As expected of an A-grade spiritual object."

Kong Jiu clutched his heart and sighed.

Drop drop!

Suddenly, a flash of green light appeared on the green ring on her fingertip.

"The anchor point on the side of faith has been severed? Kong, did you do this?"

Before Kong Jiu could answer, Squich's thoughts entered Kong Jiu's mind through the ring.

This Rat God is currently manipulating the forces in the entire lower city on multiple fronts, launching a three-pronged attack on the remaining anchor points.

Kong Jiu, holding the ring, replied, "Yes, the concept on the faith side is 'loyalty,' and I have erased its connection with the Iron Curtain."

"Is there any strength left, Kong?" Squich's voice came, sounding somewhat urgent.

The message that arrived was not one of congratulations or well wishes, but rather an inquiry into whether Kong Jiu was still able to move.

This tone suggests that something unexpected might have happened in the other two places?

"explain."

"Windart has betrayed us."