Forty Millenniums of Cultivation
Chapter 2742 Purifiers
Li Yao felt his soul stretched infinitely into a sparkling thin line.
This thin line winds through electricity in four-dimensional space, instantly spanning hundreds of millions of light-years, swinging between the phantoms of planets, stars, rubble belts, and nebulae, getting farther and farther away from the shell.
At the end of the day, he couldn't tell whether he was dangling through the stars or deeper and deeper in the ocean.
First, the vision was deprived, the colorful flashes became chaotic, and then even the faint light disappeared.
Then there's the sound, the human heart, the tidal sound of star radiation, the leaching cosmic noise, all to nothingness.
Finally, the subtle perceptions of the soul and skin all disappear under increasingly viscous and chaotic pressures.
There was little information to make sure he was still alive.
Spending a second in this absolute silence equals spending about a hundred years in Nine Yellow Springs.
Forgiveness is the steadfastness of Li Yao's divine soul. It soon became unbearable and was on the verge of collapse.
Fortunately, by this time, he had fallen into the "seabed”.
With dozens of large thousand worlds of slender light shivering gently, it was retracted into a small light point, and the perception that had just been lost was slightly restored, allowing him to barely distinguish between the faint light sensation on all sides and the intense spiritual ripple.
Li Yao knows that he has arrived at his destination.
From all sides, a frightening and frightening spiritual ripple collision can determine that one's soul is successfully bouncing into the thick earth realm - only in a battle zone like the thick earth realm, where the Allies and Empires are constantly engaged in a spiritual and magnetic disturbance battle, will such strong ripples remain in the star realm.
These ripples are not only his beacon, but also a very serious disturbance to his barely maintained form of divine soul, and he must contend for seconds to find immediately a “black man”, a "haven” sufficient to temporarily inhabit his soul.
Ahead, the star of the thick earth, the Black Castle Star.
Although the brains of the vast majority of the Allies are dead-end wells, they are, after all, intelligent life, and countless people's magnetic fields of life converge, still like torches burned by bears.
Moreover, a large number of imperial soldiers and pioneers have not withdrawn, have been captured by the Anglicans, held in concentration camps, have not yet had time to brainwash, and still maintain a strong desire for love, providing Li Yao with the clearest guidance.
Li Yao electrocuted towards Blackberg star, scanning for the nearest “Blackie” to himself.
“An ignorant teenager who is high enough to possess a strong enough ability to think logically, communicate normally, but is more deceitful...”
Li Yaolan mumbled that this “ghost body” is really demanding.
Now he doesn't have the normal five senses, and naturally it's impossible to find a 100% match target.
He could only hope for his intuition and luck, sticking his head in one of the brightest spots in the flames!
……
Thick earth, Black Castle, New Le Cité —— or the ruins of what used to be called New Le Cité.
Don Card's face was faceless, his eyes were indifferent, his cold eyes swept through a hedge of broken walls and the tall buildings that were intact but burned by fire and nitrous smoke.
Even if the eyes occasionally swept past the already decaying and withering remains of the Empire, the 14-year-old still had no slight fluctuations in his eyes, as if looking at a machine that was broken apart and should be scrapped.
On the surface, there is no difference between Don Card and the twenty or thirty classmates around him - they are faceless, mechanical, wearing grey-popped vaccine suits, almost without any features, like a gray headstone, all so ruled, loyal and pure.
But beneath the frozen lake, little life still breeds, and at this moment, deep inside Donka, there are subtle ripples.
Donka knows she shouldn't be proud.
Pride leads to arrogance, and arrogance, jealousy, laziness, greed, bulimia, rage… these are the traps used by extraterritorial celestial demons to seduce mankind, and are incurable crimes.
Once he is haunted by pride, the deeper he becomes the slave of extraterrestrial celestial demons, just like those nightmarish, drunken empires.
But Donka couldn't help releasing a little pride from the depths of her almost sealed heart.
Donka tried, like the classmates around her, to raise her head and look straight ahead, carefully searching for their target, but she couldn't help but measure her chest again and again with the left-hand side of the grey vaccine suit.
It's an elliptical badge, a highly abstract brain that makes up the body of the badge, and it has three rays of brilliant light coming down from above, reflecting the brain in a crystal clear and pure way.
This is the badge of the Holy Light Academy.
But that's more than that.
Below the badge, there are four more wrapped together, a very evil black tentacle at first glance, spying on that crystal clear brain.
Black tentacles symbolize the seduction, erosion and contamination of evil forces, that is, extraterritorial celestial demons and imperial demons under their control.
This means that the learners wearing this "Holy Light War Emblem” are conducting a very dangerous field trial to test whether they can resist the invasion of extraterritorial celestial and imperial demons and become true "Holy Light Warriors - Purifiers”.
Donka has reason to be proud.
Although he is not a “congenital species" - super elite that is heavily genetically screened, purified and adjusted in embryo status, artificially conceived, and almost perfect - he has a "congenital species" of blood, his paternal lineage up to three generations and his maternal lineage up to two generations, all “congenital.”
He is a descendant of the “innate species" whose beliefs have never been eroded by celestial demons, which means that Donka has a very high “net worth” from birth, ranks higher in the social sequence of the Alliance, is eligible for richer resources and better education, including a higher level of thinking ability, a stronger sense of self and autonomy, and, of course, increases his risk of exposure to celestial erosion.
This can be seen from Donka's name.
Unlike the “worker bee” and “soldier bee” at the bottom, the name of the Donka is not followed by a series of numbers, which means that there are not many people like him. Although it cannot be said that the entire Alliance does not have a second “Donka”, the Supreme Superior will certainly take good care of them and be able to distinguish the difference between each “Donka”.
Even so, even if he had a holy and faithful lineage, even if he lived with other pure Sons of Holy Light in their lifetime and received the harshest training, the real access to the Holy Light Academy was still Cape Phoenix, not to mention the most arduous and dangerous training in the three years of Holy Light Academy, which had not been eliminated and finally made it to the "Trial in Action” stage!
This is the final test.
Once the trial passes, he can become a true “purifier”, even a good one!
Donka rarely dreams, because the mentors have said countless times that uncontrollable dreams are the invasion of them by extraterritorial celestial demons. A little carelessly, their innocent souls will be contaminated by dreamdemons and stepped into the abyss of darkness.
But Donka swears that Donka can swear to the mentor, to the Dean, to the Supreme Superior, and even to the Pangu God. Even if he does dream once in a while, he has become a glorious and sacred "purifier”, better demonizing and serving the Pangu God.
“Purifier" is one of the many types and occupations of the Alliance that is quite special, or nearest to the demon.
Holy Light, under the patronage of the great gods of Pangu and under the leadership of the Supreme Superior Master, demonic kingdoms such as the Empire of the Real Humanity are all middle-class, unscathed beings, and are not rivals of the Alliance at all on the frontal battlefield.
However, there are more than one means of eroding the heart of the devil, which is insidiously cunning and tricky. On the land that has been corroded by the devil, there are often very strong traces of desire, and all kinds of useless and dangerous things.
Imperial so-called "delicious wine dishes, beautiful clothes, grease-painted cosmetics, eye-catching toys, a variety of entertainment products with extremely exciting acoustic and photoelectric effects, and almost all works of art” … these things waste countless precious resources and provoke deep sins in the human heart, namely “jealousy, rage, bulimia, arrogance”, etc.
These things are the traps of the demons.
Once ordinary saints, “worker bees” and “soldier bees” with little discerning power come into contact, they can be attracted to these things, and even if not infected with demons, they can add unnecessary clutter to their minds, disrupt their work and combat efficiency, and even affect the stability of society as a whole.
Therefore, each time the Allied forces attack a new Imperial planet, before sending a large number of "worker bees” and "strongholds” to rebuild and defend, they must send a "purification unit” to purify all that remains of the Empire.
Full purification is not a simple burnout. Intercosmic resources are extremely scarce and precious. As servants of Pangu God, the Allies do not have the power to waste even one drop at a time. With a recycling value of 1%, they must be recycled and then contribute to the divine mission.
Therefore, the purifier must have the ability to identify imperial items, confirm the degree of danger of imperial items, which items can be sterilized and directly used by the Allies, which dangerous items can be removed and transported to the refinery in separate categories, which extreme dangerous items must be destroyed locally and must not be visible to the “soldier bees” and “worker bees”.
It is conceivable that this task is dangerous and complex.