Illimitable Until Death
Chapter 467: Heart Statues of the Essence of the Soul
“Wow! ”
Right in front of the square, the pitch-black ocean, which recorded countless deaths, burst out of nowhere, rising slowly from below the sea, producing plenty of water flowers.
The square raised its head and looked at the past.
Under the gaze of the square, the slowly rising sea water gradually condensed into a human figure, eventually becoming a teenage girl.
It was a young girl dressed in kimono with short, shoulder-to-shoulder hair with a red jacket, long boots on her feet and a dagger on her waist.
She was clearly a very beautiful young girl, but the young girl spread an atmosphere of disconnect, telling others that she did not like to get along with people.
Looking at the girl, the face of the square finally showed stunned emotion.
Because this is not the first time that the party has confronted this young girl face to face.
In the training field of the Lord God space, he has simulated each other many times to train against himself.
After all, the other party, like the other party, is the owner of the direct death evil eye.
Speaking of which, the other person's identity came out.
There are only three people with the eyes of a straight death demon.
One is square.
One is two rituals.
One is ambitious.
Only one of the three was a girl.
“Two ceremonies...”
Yes, it is.
At this moment, there are two rituals in front of the square.
One of the four demonic families in the moon world, the direct heir of the two families.
In the stunner of the square, the girl named Two-Ceremony opened her closed eyes and presented a pair of eyes as dark as the other side, facing the gaze of the square.
Spin, the pair of conveniences is open.
“Isn't that weird? ”
It was a voice that sounded very pleasant but had a male feeling.
“What you're looking for now is your nature, and what you're looking for is the end of death.” Both ceremonies say in a somewhat merciless tone: “And in your impression, the one most similar to you is me, the one closest to death is me, plus the one who is also the owner of the direct death eye, so what you see is who I am. ”
Rumor has it that the stunned face of the square faded away slowly and became calm.
After a moment of silence, he said, "So you're my statue, this sea of death, right? ”
“Quite quickly.” The two ceremonies showed a seemingly joyful but ruthless look on his face, lifting up his steps and walking towards the square, saying this to the square.
“Yes, to put it bluntly, you can look at me as if this ocean of record of death were a human being, and that's what this is all about, shaped from the image of your heart, closest to the image of the essence you're after. ”
So said the two ceremonies, this is what makes the square so happy.
They're right.
In the mind of the square, if one can best reflect the essence of death, it is two rituals.
The rituals are completely different from the ambitions of Furano, as they also possess the eyes of a direct death demon.
Wilderness simply opens the brain loop connecting the root causes, essentially equivalent to awakening a particular group of psychic powers.
But the two rituals are different.
In a moon-like world, everyone has their origins.
So-called origins refer to the very essence of man's original soul.
In a moon-shaped world, everything comes from its roots and eventually returns to its roots.
That being the case, humankind is naturally derived from its roots.
Souls flowing from their roots, on the other hand, have a direction that is inextricably linked to existence itself and can be regarded as the original ideology of humankind.
For example, the direction of the soul is destruction, and when the soul is reborn, it follows that direction, and everything acts with the aim of destruction.
For example, the direction of the soul is eating, and when the soul is reborn, it follows that direction, and everything acts for the purpose of eating.
That is, it is equivalent to a desire, an impulse.
This is what we call the origin.
Since then, the soul of mankind has been reincarnated countless times, beginning to derive its humanity, and the direction of the soul has been hidden.
But it also begins to move humankind away from the essence of the soul, and the connection to the root causes is weakening and the distance is getting further and further away.
Thus, once people have re-awakened their origins, they will be able to reach higher boundaries and benefit beyond the bounty of ordinary people.
But by then, the awakened originator will also be dictated by the direction of the soul, devoured by the impulses and desires of the originator, and eventually become a beast, no longer known as man.
The origins of both rituals are "nil".
What's unrepresentative?
It means nothing.
But if there's nothing, it means a lot of things can be loaded.
It's like a box, and if you don't have anything in it, you can load it, and if it's already filled, there's absolutely nothing you can do.
If the origins of both rituals are "nil," it means they can accommodate infinite things.
This concept fits perfectly with the existence of the roots, of nothing, of everything that records everything, that is, infinity, of the beginning.
So the two rituals of the Awakening of Origin are directly linked to the roots, so that she understands that death is as simple as breathing.
This is the same as in the square.
However, the square records death with its own soul, and the two ceremonies record the cause of death with its own connection of origin.
Both can comprehend death without difficulty and recognize its existence.
If the nature of the soul ocean in the square is the same as the root, it is a record, and the object is limited to death, then when the square wants to understand its essence, the person closest to this essence, nature is two rituals.
So the essence of the sea of death becomes the image of two rituals.
“I just don't teach people. ”
Both ceremonies take their natural tones, so to speak.
“All I can do is what you've been doing. ”
“What have I been doing?” There was a slight glimmer.
“Exactly.” The corner of the mouth of both ceremonies slowly raised an icy curve, pulling out the dagger between the waists, so opening.
“That's killing. ”
Speaking of which, two ceremonial pairs of eyes turned into ice-blue demonic eyes.
The gaze was concentrated, almost a tight palm of conditional reflection, holding the blade of the moon that did not know when to flash.
Almost at the same time, both ceremonies broke the air beneath their feet and swept towards the square.