Chapter 167: False

But what is even more unbelievable is that in this endless chaos, the dead, He Wanjin, who has completely lost his breath, is quietly transforming.

How can I not hate?

How can I not hate it?

Those who have the power to restrain their inclinations are originally included in the virtue of temperance.

His abilities were born from this, and his transformation into a spirit also led to the corresponding gluttony.

The sense of humanity moving toward spiritualization is constantly jumping.

However, such a fluctuation, which was not worth mentioning in front of the power of the "alien spirits", could hardly make them alert in the slightest.

That solitary black, that darkness that seemed to block out all light...

Even the teammates who fought alongside the Primarch found it difficult to pay attention to the corpse of their comrade at this moment.

What they care more about is the legend that is so close to them.

S-class?

When Xi Hongjing was easily knocked away, when the other two S-level spiritualists were unable to resist, when their dynamic vision could not catch up with the speed of the alien spirit, or in other words, the space jump...

They suddenly discovered that all their previous knowledge was terribly shallow.

Why must the seven sins coexist to define a legend?

When Fu Zexun tried to create S-level spirits, he never deliberately created seven spirits with completely different attributes.

Among the forty-two A-level aliens, the most common one is still the furious one.

And at the very beginning, in the experiment of spiritualization of He Jingtong, what merged into his soul was never something else, it was always the space fragment of the S-level lazy alien.

Being able to control time and space is a legend, so are half of the spirits that can control space already legends?

No one wants to get a positive answer, that would be too scary.

It was as if no one could understand why the alien was laughing again.

He looked across the layers of people and looked at another alien spirit.

He looked at the alien spirit that had not been discovered by the spiritualists before, but now that it had fully appeared, it was enough to attract the attention of many spiritualists.

The ears of many people seemed to be deafened by the enormous force. They could only watch the "alien" mouth words in a slow and steady pace, speaking words that were like an earthquake.

"Look—"

"That's the alien spirit He Wanjin."

Unexplained terror and horror captured everyone's mind.

The moment they determined that the spirits would kill people, they actually stopped believing in the existence of luck.

And when he actually killed someone, it was just a confirmation of their previous judgment. Of course they would feel pain for the death of their companions, but they didn't have the time to feel pain.

What they care more about is whether they can kill the alien spirits.

The pain was postponed, the torture was deferred, and everything was reduced to one goal: to kill the "alien spirit".

No matter what, I must kill him.

But now, it’s not just “supernatural beings” that appear here.

The alien spirit He Wanjin, these five words are more frightening than the horror of the alien spirit itself.

Because this means that every companion who dies will become the next enemy.

"Alien He Wanjin..." Liu Shuyu repeated these five words, his lips opening and closing, but he couldn't utter the next sentence.

"…Why?"

There is no need to express her sadness, and her hatred is overwhelming.

"Why did you turn into a ghost! He Wanjin..." She recited the familiar name, but she felt that every syllable that came out from her fingers turned into a sharp blade, piercing through her internal organs.

Liu Shuyu turned her gaze towards the "alien spirit", extreme hatred and murderous intent filled every corner of her eyes, and the emotions that kept leaking out also made her curse: "Damn it! Damn alien spirit!!"

"Why do you do this?"

"Why can't we do this?" The alien tilted his head slightly, with a confused question in his pupils, as if a child didn't understand the adult world.

The monster is still talking.

"Are you going to direct your hatred towards me?"

"But if we, if the aliens are wrong, then he who eventually becomes an alien is the one who actually did something wrong."

The spirit smiled, the evil was everywhere, just like the dark power surrounding him. That was his root, everything he was.

"Directing hatred towards me, can I regard it as——"

The alien deliberately lengthened his voice: "You also want to be the next him."

"I don't mind."

"At least I think that everyone, whether a spiritualist or not, should be qualified to become a spiritualist."

The chaos continued, and when the alien spirit He Wanjin took the initiative to attack the spiritualist closest to him, it was as if the pause button was pressed, and there was a moment of stagnation.

But this state only occurs in spiritual masters.

Their sluggish state, however, is simply a better opportunity for the spirits to attack.

The alien spirit He Wanjin has taken action.

From a bird's eye view, the chaos seemed to be divided into two complete circles. The center of one of them was the alien spirit, and the center of the other was the alien spirit He Wanjin.

Why did this happen?

How many times is this going to happen?

No one thinks that everything ends here. Time passes by every second, and the pain increases with each passing second.

Extreme pain is accompanied by extreme hatred.

The extreme hatred is equivalent to that even if they are spiritual masters, they have to once again go through the test when they first awakened as spiritual masters.

Either become stronger, or become the next alien...

I'm going crazy.

The brain was hovering on the line between madness and clarity, but the ghost's emotionless smile, which only made people feel terrified for no reason, once again added a touch of confusion to the rationality that was already struggling to survive.

"Ugh, ah——" Liu Shuyu squatted down, covering her head in pain and howling.

Other people who are similar to her include Cheng Chuzhe.

The more you care, the more confused you become, and the more confused you become, the more despair you feel. If you don't want despair to linger for too long, you can only choose to go crazy.

Once they go crazy, they will bring despair to more of their companions.

Extreme emotions give birth to extreme spirits. Gluttony is a manifestation of intemperance, and intemperance is another form of indulgence.

Under the indulgence of inhuman beings, and within the instincts of "alien spirits" and "alien spirits He Wanjin", a large number of spiritualists have to face the fact that the situation is never under their control.

The alien spirit He Wanjin picked up a weapon dropped by someone without knowing it. The alien spirit, who was not controlled by anyone and acted only according to "instinct", easily aimed the weapon at his companion who had suffered the same bad experiment in Peach Blossom Land.

He didn't think it was a companion.

It was like a strange spirit facing the attack of Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui, or like watching an ant trying its best to dance its tentacles.

"…Is this hell?" A spiritualist uttered this sentence with trembling lips, but he was unable to move forward in this boundless shadow.

No one can see the future, and no one can see tomorrow.

Fate is being trampled upon just as the alien spirit said.

"It would be great if He Jingtong were still here..."

"It would be great if He Jingtong were still alive..."

What the person who said this wants to say is that it would be fine if nothing had happened...

Alien?

Alien!

Alien spirits...

Every spiritual master has killed more than one alien spirit.

They believed that this killing was to save more people; they believed that this erasure was to maintain order; they believed that all their contributions and efforts were meaningful.

But what if your companions also become spirits?

But what if I will eventually become a spirit?

Is this world where everyone is transformed into spirits, which has been looked down upon countless times before, a different kind of harmony? What is the meaning of life?

What is the point of maintaining a human body?

The look in the alien He Wanjin's eyes when he pointed his weapon at his companions was so easy to read.

He was just watching a bunch of idiots, a bunch of idiots, a bunch of poor guys who were being played around by fate.

Flesh, body, bones, human consciousness...

"As long as you believe that spirits are wrong, you will never be able to escape the clutches of fate.

Such words, "the alien also heard it. He still maintained that smile, looking at the alien He Wanjin who seemed to have the same rationality, speaking those words that were different from those of humans.

“If you cannot place your mind above your body, the world you can see is destined to be just the tiny sky in the eyes of a frog in a well.

"Denying alien spirits, rejecting alien spirits, and killing alien spirits are all just erasing another self.

The alien spirit He Wanjin is a manifestation of gluttony and lack of restraint, and a concrete manifestation of indulgence.

He placed the knife on the nearest spiritualist with a sarcastic and compassionate look in his eyes.

“Rather than thinking that the spirits are born out of human sin, it is better to say that the spirits are another human being.

"When humans remain human, they are only maintaining their good side. When humans become spirits, they are only showing their evil side. But no matter which side it is, whether it is a spiritualist or a spirit, whether it is good or evil...

“Those are all people.

The arrogance of thinking that they are superior to others, the jealousy of those who are better off than themselves, the inability to help but be angered by the ignorant, the unwillingness to bear the dual responsibilities of society and individuals, the desire for things one after another, the craving for food, the desire for sex...

"What you deny, what you do not accept, what you resist, is all yours.

This is a twisted world.

This is an extreme world that has been distorted to the point of dividing humanity into spiritualists and spirits.

"ah.

There was no obvious sound, just a sigh-like sigh.

That is a different spirit, or rather, that is "different spirit He Jingtong.

The first one, He Jingtong, was a spirit who regarded memories as a movie and could not empathize with them, but was curious about them. He and He Jingtong had always been one person.

It's just that the emotions in the memory are missing, the feelings are separated, and in the concept of the world view, it is defined as a spirit standing on the opposite side of human beings.

The alien spirit He Jingtong is the soul of a man named He Jingtong.

He could not feel any emotional empathy for the memories in his soul that were replicated from his body.

The alien spirit at that moment was nothing more than He Jingtong's body.

body, soul, consciousness.

Self, ego, true self.

They are independent of each other and cut off from each other.

But no matter which one it is, it is the only one.

The soul merges with the body, and consciousness is intertwined with it; the two become one, and only then does a person become a human being.

…

"This world is fake from the beginning to the end. !