After Chapter 174
When the character representing justice has learned some "truth behind the scenes" and tries to start the final battle with the villain, the situation that is created first will never be that all the evil deeds of the villain are stopped.
Because the fact is that the righteous character is forced to move forward by the bad situation.
If we have to put it in human terms, after the alien left the system space, he landed in the city center.
Just like a long time ago, when He Jingtong was taken away by Fu Zexun for an experiment, among the spiritualists with different abilities and tendencies, there was of course the characteristic of searching for people.
The situation this time is similar.
However, compared to using psychics to locate the position of alien spirits, this time humans combined technological products.
By defining crises based on differences in energy fluctuations, this type of device is sufficient to quickly locate supernatural beings once they appear.
However, this delicate location in the city center made all spiritualists realize that the strange spirits would eventually launch a large-scale attack.
Can you handle it?
While the brain was thinking about this problem, the body rushed towards the city center.
But all actions were too late.
What is the situation of purgatory on earth?
In horror comics, people's expressions are exaggerated, while in war stories, corpses are strewn all over the ground and rivers of blood are depicted.
In modern natural disasters, just a splash of bright red blood on the massive collapsed buildings is enough to make one's scalp tingle.
But the most terrifying thing is not these, but the countless living people who know they are about to die.
What did the alien do?
From the moment he appeared, he just kept emitting the breath of death.
He will kill everyone, kill everyone in an instant!
But he did not take any substantive action.
As for the reason for not taking action, anyone who is not a fool can figure it out. The alien just wants to see how many people can be affected by the pressure of death and become aliens in this situation.
At first, some people will shout: "If you have the guts, just kill me."
Then someone will start shouting, "Someone come and save me!"
Their faces were covered with tears and snot. Apart from those fleeing like wolves and monkeys, many people were so frightened that they could hardly stand and at one point they crawled on all fours on the ground.
The instinct for survival overrides all civilized etiquette, and escape and hiding are the dominant trend in the world at this moment.
The alien spirit was suspended in the air, watching everything with a cold expression.
A huge enough black force spread outward from his body, and when the force was strong enough, even the buildings could not withstand the pressure and made creaking sounds.
The sounds of collapse and explosion came one after another, and the originally clear and bright sky was completely covered with a layer of dark clouds.
Before this, disasters had never really befallen ordinary people, and the evil spirits had long been suppressed by systematic and large-scale spiritualists.
This situation did not develop overnight, but over the course of time, people living in this "Obama" world have indeed lost the sense of crisis that their lives could be lost at any time.
“She’s so well protected.”
The alien spirit looks down upon all living things on earth. Life means nothing in his eyes, and all his actions follow the most fundamental principle of moving towards the goal.
After discarding all rationality and acquired thoughts, killing a person is not even as easy for the spirits as stepping on an ant.
There were screams and wails everywhere. Some people shouted insults at him for doing these things, while others pleaded loudly, asking why no spiritual master had come to save them.
Underlying all this is a sense of artificially fueled despair.
When the same despair is born in spiritual masters, they find it difficult to control themselves, let alone ordinary people who have only vaguely learned about the other world not long ago.
The waves symbolizing spiritualization kept jumping, and when the spiritualist rushed over as quickly as possible, many people had already become irreversibly spiritualized.
The despair that flashed across his pupils was fleeting. Cui Tong raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "First, find a way to evacuate ordinary people!"
Cui Tong no longer had any lucky thoughts and believed that he could seek a chance to survive from the evil spirits.
People can only save themselves.
Many students at the Elite Academy, breathing rapidly like bellows, actively released the outward force they could to resist the dark light that darkened the entire world.
Force fields of different colors allowed those who were still able to move to evacuate quickly to suburban areas far away from the city center.
Everyone is doing their best.
Qi Xueyi, who arrived at the same time, looked at the blurry figure floating in the sky and clenched his teeth.
His power that can act on ordinary people would be affected by various interests in peacetime, but in this hellish situation, it is just an insignificant force that can only save a few people.
More people died in front of Qi Xueyi's eyes, but death is not the end of life. The appearance of strange spirits is an additional extension of the scene of hell.
The power of healing switched to corrosion in an instant, and the number of ghost figures that were being rescued one second and needed to be wiped out the next increased visibly.
Sweat trickled down his forehead and into his eye sockets, causing a slight stinging sensation. Qi Xueyi bit the soft flesh on the inside of his mouth hard to clear his mind, and said loudly, "Even if there are only a few people in the city center, there are still tens or even millions of people."
"It is obviously unrealistic to rely solely on the more than a thousand spiritualists in this city to help with the evacuation. Instead of continuing the current useless work, it is better to take the initiative to fight against the alien spirit and prevent him from releasing his power. This will also buy time for the evacuees..."
"The official side has already sent a helicopter." Jian Zirui wiped the sweat from her face and looked up at the sky.
As she said, several machines with propellers spinning were already surrounding the alien.
Except for the driver, everyone inside is a group of the most powerful spiritualists at the moment.
Xi Hongjing was sitting on one of the helicopters. She held the walkie-talkie in her hand, exhaled deeply, and then said to Cheng Chuzhe on the other end of the walkie-talkie: "Are you ready?"
"Probably?" Cheng Chuzhe replied in an uncertain tone, and in the next moment he received Xi Hongjing's frowning gaze.
Cheng Chuzhe curled the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile to ease the atmosphere, but he realized that this would be of no use for a long-distance conversation.
She could only say: "Since it won't be a 100% success rate, it will only be an approximation."
"But you can rest assured that I am not stupid enough to die in vain. I will definitely do what I should do."
Before these words came out, many psychics who were just starting out were trying to break through to another level, the so-called S-level.
Regardless of whether S-level can be effective against alien spirits, simply saying that as long as the future is stronger than the present, it can be regarded as an additional power to prevent disasters from coming.
After brainstorming, Cheng Chuzhe, who thought he was just one step away from success, also got a possibility from Xi Hongjing.
Realm is a more intensive way of using the ability bias characteristics, the usage of causality theory, and has always been regarded by Cheng Chuzhe as a tool to promote the existence of the Spiritual Master Prison.
But if this power also has the possibility of establishing a boundary, then its use can only be...
"It's like a court of law."
Those were Xi Hongjing’s exact words.
"Assuming that you, who have a non-combat system tendency, have the ability to open a realm, then your realm must be the enhancement of your ability tendency."
"To judge someone else's guilt based on cause and effect, there must be a period of 'time' between cause and effect. It can be as short as a moment to give you the answer, or it can be extended indefinitely in theory."
"And if you must fight against the alien, then your greatest role is to try to trap him."
Cheng Chuzhen still remembered Xi Hongjing's heavy tone at the time: "It doesn't take a long time. As long as we can control it for a moment, I and other spiritualists will do our best to kill the alien spirits..." Xi Hongjing emphasized at this point: "Although this seems to be a fantasy without any theoretical practice at the moment."
"But I think it is still achievable. At least I think it should be achievable."
Xi Hongjing, who was still in the hospital at the time, called Master Jian Zirui, hoping to get a positive answer from him.
Taoist Priest Jian read the fortune and said, "Although there are great obstacles, you can still succeed."
However, Master Jian did not forget to emphasize: "This only refers to the growth of abilities related to Cheng Chuzhen."
"As for the battle with the aliens..."
"I personally think that's a future that no one can see clearly."
Although the future is unclear, Cheng Chuzhe is very clear at the moment that the hypothetical realm, the Tribunal, will eventually come true.
With this feeling in mind, Cheng Chuzhe stared at the slowly opening door of the plane. The howling wind messed up her hair, which was not very long to begin with. She looked at the spirit in the air about a hundred meters away from the plane, took a deep breath and said, "Come closer."
The driver looked extremely unhappy: "...We can't get any closer. If we are shot down at this altitude, neither you nor I will survive."
Cheng Chuzhe smiled. She held the door frame with one hand and turned to the pilot and said, "When you chose to be the pilot of this plane, you were already prepared to die, just like me."
"I didn't hesitate before, and now is obviously not the time to hesitate."
There were two other helicopters hovering around this one.
There were two S-class warriors above them, and what they were waiting for was that moment of control.
The helicopter finally approached the alien.
Cheng Chuzhe didn't say anything sad, she just took off the sunglasses that were always stuck on her face, and threw them from the air with a nonchalant attitude. Then she half-bent her waist and mobilized all the spiritual power in her body.
What does it feel like to open up a realm?
The S-level psychic explained it this way: "It's like every part of the body visible to the naked eye has been cut open, and all of them are bleeding out at once. There's a terrifying feeling of being drained, but correspondingly, the full force released will form a powerful attack that was previously impossible."
Regardless of whether it is the professors of psychic knowledge at the psychic academy or other sects, even if they have short-term explosive combat skills, they can never reach the level described by S-level psychics.
The best solution Cheng Chuzhe could think of was, as the description said, "there were wounds on all parts of the body."
A fruit knife that looked no bigger than a palm was held in Cheng Chuzhe's hand. Without changing her expression, she used it vertically to cut a wound of more than ten centimeters on her arm.
The driver smelled the blood at the tip of his nose, but he could only grit his teeth and watch in silence as Cheng Chuzhe repeated the same action on his other hand and leg.
The taste of blood became stronger and stronger, and the large amount of soul power that leaked out also made Cheng Chuzhe feel the taste described.
I have to say, there is a sense of arrogance that comes with being close to death. It seems like dancing on the edge of a knife, or walking on the edge of a cliff.
Even though she will die in the next second, she will definitely be able to express her power like a miracle!
The plane was getting closer to the alien spirit. When it was only about twenty meters away, Cheng Chuzhi met the alien spirit's eyes.
There is no point in using too many words to describe those eyes. All Cheng Chuzhe could see through them was his own figure covered in blood.
Cheng Chuzhe half-bent her waist, she looked at the alien spirit, her hair was blown into a mess by the strong wind, and she mouthed: "How can a future that is not expected by others be the right future?"
A huge amount of power gathered, and the world that was originally shrouded in darkness seemed to be illuminated by the sudden blue light.
That symbolizes generosity.
Just this once.
The spirit responded indifferently: "Whether people look forward to the future or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"An A-level cleric may not be able to intervene in a battlefield like this."
But at this moment, Cheng Chuzhe remembered another thing that happened before.
It’s still a conversation with Xi Hongjing.
That person said: "It is not difficult to fight against the spirits. The difficult part is how to accurately align the realm with the spirits and make the realm work before you die."
"For an inhuman spirit, killing a human is like stepping on an ant. However, an ant with strange behavior can arouse the spirit's interest to some extent. So what you have to do is to let it draw its attention to you, and the best way to do it during this period is to try to mention it..."
"The ending of the He family."
The reason given for this approach is that the alien spirit once mentioned He Jingtong's past, which was when He Jingtong was six years old.
A large number of psychologists have speculated, guessed, and simulated the mentality of the spirits, and the general conclusion is that no one can accurately estimate what the spirits want, but it is certain that the spirits will care about the original body, that is, He Jingtong.
"Do you know?" Cheng Chuzhi's blood was draining out in large quantities, and she could clearly feel the chill, "The He family has been destroyed by the alien spirits He Yunian and He Wanjin."
"They killed everyone in the He family, including He Jingtong's parents—"
The words that could be called heart-breaking only made the spirit frown: "What does that have to do with me?" "No, I mean--"
After listening to what Xi Hongjing said, Cheng Chuzhen asked another question: "But what if this statement is ineffective?"
"Then tell him—"
The strange spirits hanging high in the sky are like gods who despise everything. Whether it is destruction or blessing, it is all from God.
Cheng Chuzhe simply said: "There is no one in this world who is related to He Jing by blood."
"The only people in this world who want to kill the spirits are He Jingtong's former companions, that is, us."
Cheng Chuzhe's tone was very urgent, and was even getting more and more anxious.
I feel like I want to say everything I want to say before I die.
"No matter how much you have left in this world, your existence is only due to He Jingtong, to that boy who has long since died and never expected your birth..."
Cheng Chuzhi watched the spirit's expression change slightly, until her overly hasty words were suddenly replaced by a slow and heavy sentence...
"——The alien spirit is just a shadow."
Just like He Jingtong faced the man-made monster created by Fu Zexun in the past.
The words that He Jingtong emphasized at that time were repeated at this moment.
The spirit didn't show any obvious signs of daze; it was just a moment, a deviation in thought, a trivial idea...
But when that thought came to his mind, time seemed to be extended and slowed down, and Cheng Chuzhe used the fastest speaking speed to completely release the power that had been accumulated for a long time.
"Realm - Inquisition!"
The blue color instantly spread and covered the entire body of the alien. In less than half a second, all situations disappeared and changed.
The resulting chain reaction meant that the other two spiritual masters also opened up their realms at the same time.
The voices of her companions were clearly audible, but what Cheng Chuzhe was thinking was that she hoped they would not feel sad because of the ending she had chosen for herself a long time ago.
After all, he is not an S-level spiritualist. The result of mobilizing the realm is not only the soul power, but also the life and the quality of the soul.
It's all being burned, being used as fuel.
However, Cheng Chuzhe still did it without hesitation.
Moreover, because he was too close to the alien spirit, Cheng Chuzhe was destined to be unable to avoid the multiple realms he faced later...
Cheng Chuzhe never thought that he would die in his twenties.
She wanted the psychic prison to get rid of her abilities and move towards a more regular, legal future.
Rather than saying that nothing exists.
The phantom of the court-like building was like a mirage; it only appeared for a moment and then disappeared in an instant.
Cheng Chuzhe's eyes were also bleeding, and a large number of single domains representing different colors also exploded at her close range. In the microseconds of complete annihilation, her brain seemed to have turned on a revolving lantern of life.
"Ask me what I want to do next?"
"I hope that spiritualists and those who force others to become spirits can receive the protection that the law provides and also bear the punishment for the evil deeds they have done."
That was when I first entered the Spiritual Master Academy.
"Causality is not a combat ability, but in my opinion it is the strongest ability."
That was when I was always at a disadvantage in the battle with the aliens, and was even criticized by my teammates for being too weak.
"Don't tease me by calling me the warden. Just call me Chuzhe."
The Spiritual Prison was successfully established.
"To use your life to realize a possibility is the most uncalculated transaction I have ever made in my life."
Xi Hongjing's voice seemed to be very close.
But before everything was annihilated and disappeared, the "Trial Court", which was only a flash in the pan but still existed and was actually effective, still gave the answer that Cheng Chuzhe would never be able to figure out.
——Alien, innocent.
In the end, it was just a frame of the explosion scene in Cheng Chuzhe's eyes.
Life and the wreckage of the plane fell down together, and the strange spirits were still floating in the sky.
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The two attacks on a single realm, when the alien consciousness fell into the "Trial Court", bombarded the core of the alien's heart together.
Everyone on the plane could clearly see that their attack had indeed hit that critical location.
That place where He Jingtong pierced with a knife before he died...
The scene symbolizing the shattered core made Xi Hongjing blink several times, but she still couldn't control her tears.
She didn't know whether she was crying because of Cheng Chuzhe's death or just wanted to cry.
I just think that humans might not be so powerless under the oppression of legendary monsters?
My heart is filled with relief, sighs, and the delusion that everything will be fine.
And then——
The time of the whole world seemed to be reversed.
Tears flowed back, and the helicopter that was falling down flew back into the air, and the realm aimed at the spirits returned to the time when it just started...
The alien spirit wrapped in the Blue Court looked at everything indifferently, and in the blink of an eye, shattered everything with pure black.
The helicopter was still falling, and tears began to flow again, but with them came boundless fear and despair.
At the moment when the core was hit, it was clear that it was all just a delusion. If it really worked, how could the legend be something that Fu Zexun tried every means to promote.
Tears are despair, fear, and the emptiness of knowing that no matter how hard you try, nothing can make everything better.
I want to die...
I want to die right now.
Just like those psychics who were so miserable in the past that they chose to self-destruct, they understood better than the psychics of today that it was impossible to defeat the alien spirits.
Suppressing despair, carrying the newly born flame of hope burning with soul and will, continue to persevere...
Actually, it doesn't make sense.
Perhaps people can persist in their existence without any meaning, but they can also give up their future existence without any meaning.
A whimpering sound escaped from Xi Hongjing's throat. She refused to let despair erode her heart, so all she could do was to attack the alien spirit again and again like a madman.
But it didn't work. It didn't work at all.
The black barrier is enough to block everything.
The plane crashed to the ground, causing a secondary explosion. Ordinary people tried to escape, stared upwards, and finally the stunned spiritualist—
And countless bystanders who monitor this place and can actually feel the flow of time...
A voice came from somewhere saying, "There is absolutely no way out..."
The people on the ground were still wailing: "Why! Why are there such monsters in this world!"
This is a human sin, an extension of extreme emotions, and a sin that results from the abandonment of rationality.
Accept it or not, it exists.
What can the living do?
Maybe waiting to die is the best option.
The alien spirit still watched everything indifferently——
However, as endless despair spread, some people vaguely discovered that the power emanating from the alien spirit was no longer just pure black, but had a gray color.
It is like a product of the fusion of black and white, without any purity from either side, yet completely different from black.
"What is that?" There are still people on the ground looking up at the sky.
That is different from the alien spirit, and it is also different from the alien spirit and scenery of the author.
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It was just a shadow at first, then it became more and more solid.
The appearance of the alien He Jingtong was unexpected by everyone except the alien.
The latter clasped his hands across his chest and looked silently at the inhuman creature that was exactly like himself that was gradually appearing beside him.
Only after the other party was completely solidified did he say, "Even if you come out, so what? You are not He Jingtong, and no one expects you, who is not human, to save humanity."
"I didn't want to save them. I just couldn't accept continuing to be with you... I also couldn't accept that you swallowed Qi Yuan. I couldn't understand why you did this."
Is it that they really cannot understand, or are they simply unwilling to accept it?
The alien thought of this question for a moment, but he quickly concluded that He Jingtong was just as he said and could not accept his reasons for doing so.
Just like He Jingtong at the age of six.
That child will never understand why his uncle hates him. Even if that child can understand it when he grows up to be He Jingtong, the later He Jingtong will no longer be the six-year-old He Jingtong who is fixed in time.
Even if you know all the causes and conditions, you still cannot understand it.
The alien's comment on this is simply: "Whether you understand or not, it doesn't matter to me. All you have to do is complete your mission and do what you should do."
“It has nothing to do with whether you understand it or not.”
The alien spirit was not aware of the script that the author Jing had already set. He knew that he would be separated from the alien spirit He Jingtong, but he did not know what the alien spirit He Jingtong was really thinking at this time.
That is a very pale and ridiculous idea, like the cognition of a child.
What to do?
I want revenge on him, I want revenge on the alien spirit that controlled this body and devoured Qi Yuan.
Just because our goals are the same, we can't attack the alien spirits?
This is not within the scope of reference of Yiling He Jingtong.
The alien He Jingtong inherited He Jingtong's greatest humanity, and accordingly, he also understood the importance of emotions the most.
Qi Yuan helped him and allowed him to see many sights that he had never dared to imagine when he was just born.
She also accompanied him and was even willing to go to the spiritualist prison with him. It was obvious that the pure white spirit that existed in nothingness had no need to do such a thing.
But she still did it, so the alien spirit He Jingtong also accepted the favor.
I want to accompany her to see the mountains and the sea again...
But this thought was forcibly ended by Qi Yuan's death.
Same memory, same goal, different will.
Of course he will complete his mission, but this does not prevent him from taking revenge on the alien spirits, the purely evil alien spirits that have nothing to do with humanity.
"You're right." The alien spirit He Jingtong even nodded.
The alien looked at him twice again, and after making sure that he had no intention of taking any action at the moment, he turned his gaze back to the crowd.
The atmosphere of despair was everywhere, and a sense of otherworldliness emanated from every corner, like radars flashing one after another.
The fluctuation range easily covered the central area of the city.
More and more strange spirits are born, and it becomes increasingly difficult for the psychics to choose whether to save or destroy them. The situation has completely fallen into a one-sided phenomenon.
The spirits continued to say: "When all the people in this city become spirits, the spirits will increase exponentially and will erode this world within half a month to a month."
Physical damage is ineffective, and extreme emotions spread like a virus.
The alien spirits want to destroy this world and turn all human beings into aliens. To the alien spirits, life is as simple as eating and drinking.
He looked down at all this, quietly waiting for the arrival of the future.
What He Jingtong really wants is to make this world real, to free it from observation, and to allow it to continue to operate to the extent that it can have a future.
Within this purpose, there are two split purposes.
One of them is the spiritualization of all mankind.
It's not 100% necessary, but it's still something that should be done. Whether or not you succeed doesn't matter, but just doing it means a lot.
Man has to accept the fact that he is sinful.
But this sin is not innate, but acquired.
People can also avoid allowing this sin to occur.
But people must accept that they will definitely commit such sins.
So what should we do?
The spiritualization of all human beings, or truly facing the crisis of spiritual beings and truly feeling everything about one's own death and becoming a spiritual being, is one of the most effective ways to prevent emotions from going to extreme depths.
Just like when a child is young, he will foolishly and innocently play with all dangers, swallow mosquito coils, play with electrical appliances, think he can fly, and then choose to jump off the building...
Behind such naughty behavior, there is usually a beating, which symbolizes the punishment for the bad consequences caused by those things.
Of course you can choose to force others to become spirits, but you must also be prepared to be killed by the spirits.
Of course, you can be forced to become a spirit in extreme emotions, but you must also be prepared that the moment you become a spirit, it is equivalent to the death of your own will.
Letting the world know about the existence of alien spirits is only the first step; letting the world feel the terror of alien spirits is the second step; and letting the world understand the irreversible consequences that symbolize punishment is the real second step.
It's not that spiritualists can't protect ordinary people, nor that they can't destroy supernatural beings. But the 80% supernaturalization rate is there, which means that no matter how hard spiritualists try, as long as there are still people in the world, there will be no end to this matter.
Whether it is control, transformation, or venting, there are countless ways to turn around bad emotions. And the negative side of pathological meanings can also be treated with drugs.
Only when people know what terrible consequences will occur when their emotions go to extremes will they subjectively avoid them. Only when people know that electric shock can kill them will they not play with high-risk electrical appliances without knowing it.
Practical lessons will make everything profound.
This is what the alien spirits believe, but in the view of the alien spirit He Jingtong, this is not necessary.
The otherworldly vision believes that when ordinary humans already know the existence of another world, they will sooner or later understand those things and will not have to accept the actual shock.
Change does not have to happen all at once; gradual progress is also acceptable.
Similarly, I think the same applies to the author Jing.
There's no need to be so anxious.
There is no need to earn 100 million points in a very short time and go to another world.
There is no need to allow the strange spirits to do what is happening now.
The separated alien spirit He Jingtong looked at the alien spirit and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought that you might not recognize yourself?
"What did you say?" The alien spirit turned his head and saw that the weapon that belonged to He Jingtong and also to them was held in the hand of the alien spirit He Jingtong.
It was still the school uniform of Elite Academy, but this time, there was no need to pierce through the clothes. The knife had already pierced through the old wound for the second time.
There was a flash of disbelief in the alien's eyes, but what he realized more quickly was that all of this was within the author Jing's expectations and was also within his tacit consent.
What happens next?
After that, everything will happen as expected. !