Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

Latest URL: The Seance, in essence, is a collection of lunatics and a group of people yearning for the power of lunatics.

In the beginning, it was just an ordinary underground church—the earliest prototype of the Semana I know came from a small sect that existed on the border between Zhu Kingdom and Southeast Asia 700 years ago.

It obeys the primitive witchcraft beliefs. The leaders of the sect are good at lowering their heads, disgusting, and cursing crops and animals, making some villages cropless, and even plagues. Therefore, it has considerable prestige in the local area and is respected by people. Worship, enshrined by countless people.

And one day, an old man who gave all his money and even his daughter offered it, but because he could no longer squeeze more value, he was kicked away and could only look at the other person. Shaking a drum made of her daughter's skin, issued an expulsion order against herself.

This is not really sad, because he cursed the neighbor’s field to wither in order to get more rewards, and hoped that his family would regenerate a boy, so he offered his nine-year-old daughter—just greedy and vicious. The guy who met was more greedy and vicious, nothing more.

And he, who was the first leader of the Spiritual Spirit Society, heard a trace of'Apocalypse' in despair of nothing and incomparable resentment.

I don’t know exactly which god’s inheritance he got, but it’s obvious that the old man killed the leader of the little sect, occupied his organization, and did exactly the same thing as the original leader, even Even more vicious and terrifying-he will eat the souls of those who can't go to the tribute as punishment, or let some place only give birth to deformed children.

It is said that the pastoralist who has died has learned some stories about the experience of the old leader 700 years ago. When he was still alive, he often praised and sighed, saying that the thinking of modern people is really limited. , So that in terms of viciousness, he is a good modern man, actually no better than the ancients hundreds of years ago.

After all, they are at most cultivating untouchables on remote islands and use them as humans and animals to multiply the gods factor. After all, beings with spiritual talent and wisdom can accelerate the multiplication of the gods factor. Other biological efficiency is too low. , The organization’s money is not much, it needs to be spent on the blade.

Naturally, we seldom eat human flesh, we don't massacre indiscriminately, or use human internal organs and skins to make'art products', let alone waste human lives, because they are our property and power source.

Every time we kill people, we have our own purpose, either to cause local unrest, or to promote the influence of the Spiritual Spirits, to intimidate and induce those who have nothing to join us, at least it makes sense for those people to die.

"We can be regarded as maintaining stability by changing directions."At this time, the rebirth who had the smell of the shepherd even sighed like this when chatting: "After all, those poor people are meaningless to live. We help him end this life and spend wonderful days instead of them. It is a good thing to think about it. Right."

"Yes." And the shepherd who was still alive at that time would lick the soul crystallization he made himself, and replied with a smile. For him who has received the inheritance of the'Jiangzhu' line, the curse in the soul May force can provide power, but the most delicious thing is the soul itself: "Anyway, they have nothing, it is better for us to find a little value."

Boring topic.

I have never answered their feelings and inquiries, because all this is very boring.

Life is always painful, whether it is poverty or wealth.

Whether it's those human crops, ordinary members who are eager for extraordinary power and join the Spiritual Society, or have been commanded and trusted by the gods, our ending is doomed to pain and despair.

Those official transcendents who hunt us, the international patrols that have been against us, or the elite hunters of major transcendent organizations, their endings are also destined to be like this, with the exception of consciousness.

Even, even God...

Even the great beings.

They are also suffering now...waiting for something that can liberate them.

I heard such a voice. This is an unprecedented apocalypse. I know why the gods spread the apocalypse to listen to such empty and desperate people like me-that is because they are also full of pain.

——So, I know that the so-called essence of life is a container of pain, which will eventually be crushed to release the final things.

Therefore, I cannot speak, because as long as I speak, there will be silent loneliness and endless emptiness filling my heart.

It is precisely because of this that they call me the Silent One.

One of the leaders of the Spire.

The number of leaders of the Spiritual Society varies. Only after listening to the apocalypse and receiving the inheritance of a certain deity can they be called a leader.

The dead'shepherd' gains the power of the'solitary lord', which can set off the night walk of the hundred ghosts and control the soul.

The'Rebirth', the strange old man who claims to be immortal, got the inheritance called'Nirvana Lord', who can burn the souls of others for his own life. No one knows how long he has lived, and no one knows how many souls he has Reserve, on that pair of huge wings, it is said that each wing represents an opportunity to come back.

These two guys once had the same smell, and often worked together to harvest humans and animals. One treats the soul as sweets and the other treats the soul as inventory. They feel a bit of sympathy in torturing people.

There is also the'spirit caller', who has obtained the power of the Void God, named'Liuyan'. Every word and deed is a voice. You can use the power of the rules and regulations to brainwash the crowd. Basically all new members will be subjected to this weirdness The woman brainwashed once to see if it was an official spy.

'Uekishi', the freak who has received the apocalypse of the'sacred tree', he always said that human beings are sinful and that if we want to make the earth better, we need to eradicate the existence of human beings. I appreciate his purpose, but the means But it's too weird-this guy likes to plant human head trees, imprisoning the human soul in the branches of the tree, and finally slowly dissolving, turning into a spiritual scattered.

He said that in this way, he can give the wood spirituality and better return the heaven and the earth to nature, but for the imprisoned soul, the ending is very painful.

The remaining two are particularly special. One is called the'exchanger', who gets an unknown innate inheritance, and can achieve various goals through equivalent exchange, whether it is to make luck better or temporarily gain a part of power. Or to improve your talents, you only need to sacrifice what you want to pay through the exchange ceremony, and you can get rewards.

He has a channel for all sacrifices of the Spiritual Spirits in Africa, but they are basically for personal use and very powerful.

And the last one, named'Trader', can control luck, see the trajectory of destiny, and can hide them-it is because of her that we have not been officially annihilated so far, and even more and more members of the organization many.

But the trader's control is very strong. She likes to make the people she likes live puppets and manipulate them to live according to her own ideas. She has her own small kingdom in South Asia, where everything seems normal, but in fact, She had long been converted into a live puppet.

And I, the Silent One, Bornev, got the power called Dusk.

I have no parents and I was raised by a tavern owner. He used me as a tool for venting and let me go out for prostitution. Of course, I didn’t hate him because he allowed me to grow up and let me receive education. In a sense, I am grateful to him.

However, one day, he fell ill and even struggled in bed painfully, and I helped him end the pain.

"Why cry. Didn't you say you want to die in pain?"

"Really...you don't want to die, then, do you want me to accompany you?"

"I can't speak..."

After killing him, after spending several years in prison, I heard the apocalypse in my emptiness.

The sound from'Dusk'.

——People are afraid of the coming of the end, but they are clearly thirsting for death and doing all kinds of self-destructive things. I often see people who indulge in drinking and drink to the unconscious, and I often see them vent their desires, and even go into the hospital. People, I often see people beating each other because of quarrels, even taking out guns to fight, and I often see people drunk racing and dancing with death.

They always say that they don't want to die, but their souls are honest-they just want to die, but they need help from others.

The factor of self-destruction is buried in all people and even in the foundation of civilization.

I am pretty sure of this.

I don't like torturing people, because their existence is already painful, and I don't like killing people, but if you don't kill them, they will suffer more.

So, in the past, I always wondered.

What is the difference between survival and death? In the final analysis, it is just something that is destined to end. Only when it merges with death is the ultimate destination and complete satisfaction.

And in the apocalypse,'Twilight' told me that there is no difference.

Since there are people who desire destruction, but don't know this, I don't need to explain to them, I only need to bring destruction to them.

This is sleep, rest, and peaceful return.

This is my way.

"Doing my best to go to the world of Warcraft is equivalent to giving up all the foundations of our development on earth."

Before going to the realm of Warcraft, he lost his stinky friend, the old man with wings, and the reborn always nagging with other leaders. He always frowned: "Bornev, I didn’t doubt your choice. It’s just that, isn’t the price too high?"

This is of course the right choice.

On the resurrected earth, we will only be slowly drowned by official power. Whether it is the rebirth, Ueki or other leaders of the Spiritual Society, they all come from small remote countries and have not received formal education. And I come from the Russian country and have been nurtured by one of the best universities on the planet. I know very well that when a country is determined to destroy any organization, then even the air will be against us.

However, what those countries are most afraid of today is not those of us who are obviously saboteurs, but the chaos that stems from the changes of the times and the people at the bottom-the human heart is also a kind of power, and the country and civilization depend on this power to exist. Also afraid of its subversion.

Therefore, in the initial period of reiki recovery, it is the golden development period of our forces, but after that, when the reiki recovery gradually calms down and the people gradually adapt to the new world, we will be wiped out or treated as a garbage dump. The vicious dog inside was driven to the poorest corner of the earth for breeding.

Therefore, we must take the already developed organization to another world that they can't reach before the big forces are free.

Of course, this is nothing but fleeing, and fleeing itself means failure.

The end is the destiny—becoming a bereaved dog and being annihilated by others. This is the destiny of the Spire and me. I know this very well.

but not now.

Before my end comes, I will bring more and more ends... Everything in the world is so painful, even the gods, they are waiting for me to give them relief.

The red-haired Slav stood at the forefront of the camp. He was strong and powerful, and he was silent like a stone statue.

In the camp behind him, other leaders of the Spiritual Society were discussing in a low voice.

"Bornev's recent state is wrong... He is the one among us who listens to the Apocalypse the most.

The so-called apocalypse is the echo of the power of the Void God, just like the power that comes from the far end of time and space when the spiritual energy is resurrected and erupted-all the leaders of the Spiritual Society, in a sense, They are all talented in this respect, or they have shown an "abnormal" far beyond ordinary people, so they can hear the voices of those existences, and even get power from them.

The spirit caller, a woman with a hot body and a soft face, shook a fan in her hand, covering half of her cheek: "The last action in Europa has accumulated enough advanced factors for him... …Although he said he didn’t lose control, I think…"

Before she could finish her words, a grumpy beast roar suddenly came from the distant black forest.

The beast who returned from hunting noticed that unexpected guests appeared in his territory. The roar of the beast was both a warning and an attack-the terrifying mental fluctuations mixed with the wild will aura, like a meteorite, hitting towards the camp. .

And Bornev, standing at the forefront of the camp, was the first target.

The silent person still remains silent.

However, when the meteorite-like mental fluctuations really wanted to touch his body, a sound like a flame exploding suddenly sounded.

boom--

Suddenly, a crimson demon phantom that was more than thirty meters high appeared in front of him.

This is, like a volcano, a huge horned demon with crimson flames burning all over its body. It has no eyes. In its eye sockets, there is a bloody hell fire burning. The fuel of this flame is nowhere to be seen. The blood that came, and countless souls exuding pain and wailing.

This huge demon was watching the invisible mental fluctuations. Soon, with its gaze, the will that was originally extremely agitated and filled with endless vitality, it became weak in an instant, as if it was aging to the extreme. The old man's back call, like a withered blade of grass, finally dissipated invisible.

The huge demon didn't move, but it was just watching.

In the distance, the beast whose soul had been severely wounded let out a cry, but this did not completely dispel its offensiveness, but instead provoked the anger of the king of the surrounding Black Forest.

A gust of wind hit, and the surrounding vegetation shook violently as if it had been hit by a typhoon. It was more than 20 meters long and completely dark. Only the giant black tiger with scarlet ray in its eyes sprang out from the forest in this way. , There was no time left for anyone to react. Accompanied by the explosion of the air, the huge black tiger turned into a pitch-black shadow, traversing hundreds of meters of space in an instant, and rushed towards the crimson demon.

This supersonic explosion, as well as such a fierce attack of more than a thousand tons, even the cultivator of the transcendent pinnacle may not be able to directly catch it!

However, Bolnev remained motionless.

And the crimson demon raised his fist, headed straight ahead, blasted out a punch faster than the tiger, and then closed his hand.

"boom!"

In an instant, the air burst, and the tiger directly flew out at a faster speed than when it pounced and rolled into the forest.

"call!"

However, this did not kill this beast, and the powerful vitality made it stand up again-from the ancient god of Titan, the curse and bloodline left by Typhon, all the beasts in the World of Warcraft have it. A certain amount of'sacred blood', no matter the soul or any aspect, makes them far more powerful than ordinary spirit beasts!

In the next instant, the tiger seemed to roar again, launching a new round of attacks-you can see it, at this time it has begun to be surrounded by layers of shadows, it seems to be able to escape into another layer of shadow space at any time, and then In it, a mortal blow was launched against the weird enemy in front of him.

However, in the next instant, the shadows lingering around its minions and body shattered, like pieces of broken glass.

And the body of the furious black tiger was suspended as if it were a photo, and then, visible decay appeared on the whole body.

The muscles are shrinking, the hair is falling out, the teeth are aging, the claws are soft, the eyes are muddy...Even the soul exudes a kind of'decayed' mental power.

It's as if, in an instant, aging for hundreds of years.

Bang bang bang-this is not over yet, the tiger's body suddenly has numerous wounds. These wounds were obtained by the black giant tiger hunting and fighting with other beasts when fighting for the territory, but since it became the queen of this area, It was never injured again.

But now, these wounds, which have existed for decades, seem to have recovered, all of which burst open again... and then completely killed the shadow black tiger.

It's like...turning back in time, reversing all causes and bringing death itself to itself.

When the black tiger died completely, the crimson demon disappeared.

The Silent Man stood still, motionless, as if he hadn't noticed the attack of the beast.

The other leaders of the Spiritual Society looked at Bornev in fear.

"The demon's face has changed again... It was originally Bornev's face, but now, I can't tell who it is..."

During that short fight, they saw the face of the crimson devil... The face of the devil should be Bornev’s face, but since Bornev has collected enough Celestial factors, he has advanced to the commander-level. Later, the devil's face began to change constantly.

Sometimes it is a teenager, sometimes it is a woman, sometimes it is an old man, and sometimes it is a man.

All the existences that have been endured by Bornev, whether it is soul or strength, whether it is pain or despair, are all integrated into the container called the'tortion devil'.

——Life is a container for accumulating pain.

When the container is broken, the overflow will eventually overflow.

"Perhaps... Bornev has already lost control..."

The trader murmured to herself, she who can see the path of fate, has long been unable to see the line of possibility behind that guy...It seems like a collection of tens of thousands of people, everything is chaos, everything is fuzzy , Everything is going to the end.

Even, it is the end.

The huge demon called the Demon of Punishment is the'carrier' that carries those things.

There is no extra time for everyone in the Semana to beware of the Silent One on their side.

Soon, the sighing trader noticed the fluctuations coming from afar.

"The door of time and space is open. The Europa League seems to be unable to accept their failure?"

The woman who squinted her eyes, staring at the light of fate that suddenly lit up in the distance, she couldn't help muttering to herself: "A little bit faster than we thought - but they can't find us, whether it's a satellite or nothing. Humans and machines, or any search spells, can only see here is an ordinary mountain foot forest."

Traders are extremely confident about the power of covering their fate and hiding the secrets of heaven.

The Silent One also raised his head and looked at the space-time gate of the two realms in the distance.

Bornev, who was originally extremely calm, showed a surprised expression at this time.

"No...pain?"

He seemed to have seen something incredible and almost impossible to exist, and he almost muttered to himself: "How is it possible... how can there be life without pain... even if it is a god, it is enough to defeat the Mycenaean gods." Typhon will suffer, why didn't he..."

"What the hell is that...what kind of monster?!"

At this moment.

World of Warcraft, two portals.

"Professor Su, although you might think I am long-winded, but I must say that this time we brought you to the World of Warcraft realm in advance, which has violated the regulations of the Concord Bureau."

A middle-aged man in a suit with not very thick hair is taking Su Zhou and Grandpa Rafathelos across the two portals to the World of Warcraft. His tone is quite complicated: "So, you better Don't act alone. Give the Spiritual Spirit a chance to break it alone-it's best to stay in the fortress around the portal and wait for our large forces to mobilize and start together."

"Don't worry, we will cooperate with you. You are the absolute dominant force."

"Ok, no problem!"

Regarding the painstaking admonition of the senior manager of the Concord Bureau, Su Zhou naturally agreed: "I will, I will."

And this middle-aged man with a sweaty face, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or the suit was too hot, he sighed: "I hope so... after all, you also know that the power of the Spiritual Society is unexpected, even if you are the leader. …No, it’s better to say that because you are the leader, in order not to cause disputes between the Europa League, you must pay attention to your safety."

"It's okay."

Regarding this, Su Zhou comforted the other party: "I will definitely wait for your troops to arrive before taking action. I will definitely not run around alone."

"I'll just take a look, just take a look, I won't walk around, I won't be stunned, and I won't shoot alone."

In this way, there is one thing to say, the rationally analytical young man patted his chest and said with great confidence: "Don't worry, I will stay here and not go anywhere!"