Quadruple split.

Chapter 820 The Law of Sin

Tom was stunned. He watched helplessly as the wand in his hand that had accompanied him for more than ten years turned into pieces, sawdust, and a pile of fine rubbish that slipped through his fingers, like a pile of real rubbish. There was a small pile on the ground, and I felt like I was in a ridiculous nightmare.

The spiritual link that has never been broken, like a flesh and blood connection, is broken.

Whether it was the arrogance of the world, or the malice just around the corner, or the whispers that induced him to fall into the abyss and become a living dead all the time, all disappeared.

The relationship between that wand and Tom Lestrange was far from being as simple as the latter imagined.

He thought it was just his own tool, he thought it was just his own weapon, he thought it was just his own servant, but when it was completely shattered into pieces and disappeared into his trembling palm, he felt that his heart was severely crushed. Tie it up.

Tom has always felt that no one in this world understands him, even if there is, he has not met him yet, even his biological parents have never understood him.

However, he didn't know until now that the magic wand 'snake venom', which was passed down from generation to generation by his family and had never been successfully used hundreds of years before meeting him, understood him.

Maybe it didn't understand it at first, but after a long time with it, it will understand.

It knows when it needs it, it knows when it wants to kill, it knows when it's hypocritical, when it's low-key, and when it's an appropriate tool.

So Tom wishfully believes that it understands itself.

A few seconds ago, the 'snake venom' completely turned into a pile of residue.
You don't know how to cherish until you lose it. This sentence is by no means a hypocritical empty talk.

Looking back and thinking about it, Tom may have discovered it earlier, and found that the wand in his hand understood him.

Otherwise, since he had broken through to a high level as early as twelve years old, and even touched the legendary threshold today, why should he bring a weapon with an independent personality that he particularly hates?
Perhaps 'Snake Venom' is still a sharp weapon for ordinary epic powerhouses, as long as they can master the method of using it, but for Tom Lestrange, Jose Thornbird, Silent Prayer , Mu Xuejian, Gu Xiaole, and Mo, who were born to be favored by the heavens in the field of combat, are actually like that.

Perhaps even Tom himself doesn't know that as long as he is willing, even without the power of 'Snake Venom', his combat effectiveness will never be reduced by half. As long as he is willing, a weapon like 'Snake Venom' can be made by himself. Produce countless similar models that are more useful, more obedient and more suitable for you.

But he didn't know, or rather, he subconsciously refused to put 'Snake Venom' on an equal footing with himself.

He just put it within his reach as always, and let it slide into his hand every time he needed to use his power, or waited for it to appear in his palm, held it tightly, and swayed his power.

but now
The 'snake venom' has become a past tense, its intelligence, its pride, and its tacit understanding with itself, all turned into fragments, dregs, and garbage under that strange force.

A feeling that came from nowhere and didn't know what was in it overwhelmed Tom.

It was anger, it was grievance, it was emotion Tom Lestrange had never felt before.

As a result, he fell into a brief absence.

Mo Tan also fell into a brief absence.

At least it looks like he's lost his mind.

He was a little curious, why he didn't make any waves about what happened in front of him.

He was a little curious as to why he possessed such a frightening power.

The man who almost killed Yizuo just now stood there, lost in his wits.

Mo Tan can feel the emotions of the other party. After all, those angers and grievances that Tom has never experienced, he has experienced countless times under the "absolute neutral" personality. After all, at least a quarter of him is just a All aspects are ordinary enough for ordinary people, so he naturally has all the emotions that ordinary people would have.

Tom didn't understand, he understood, and he could see.

But it's just understanding, just seeing it.

Behind his pair of eyes that seem to be able to see everything, there is only an abyss-like emptiness and indifference.

things that shouldn't be like this
Mo Tan is very clear, if it is the usual self, if it is the "Black Fan" who is usually under the "absolute neutral" personality, now he should feel very relieved, very comfortable, very happy, very refreshed!
Because the person in front of him who almost made him lose his mind due to a sense of powerlessness not long ago seems to have lost something very important, and it just so happened that he did it himself.

Everything that happened in front of me was very routine, very pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, very passionate and passionate.

A powerless person, suddenly awakened by the threat of a powerful enemy, exploded with incomparably powerful and dominating power, easily tore apart the seemingly powerful shell of the opponent with a snap of his fingers, and miraculously stopped the attack. Tragedy, the female knight who sacrificed herself to block the fatal attack was saved.

What a beautiful thing.

Just looking at it, does it make your blood boil?
He lowered his head and looked at Yi Zuo who fell at his feet.

That Yizuo who had been with him day and night for several months, and who was even defined by him as "after the dream of being with Yuchen was shattered, was very likely to make him lose his mind", was pulled back from the gate of hell by him.

A total of sixty-three serious injuries, plus a fatal wound that almost cut her in two, all of them healed under his own strength.

that's nice
that's nice
He should have made such an exclamation, and sighed in his heart that he never thought that he would be able to play a hero to save the beauty now.

But he didn't.

He just looked at Yizuo with blank eyes, and he sighed silently.

In my heart, there was no disturbance at all.

In order to find out if there was really something wrong with him, he looked up at the 'strong enemy' who was still in a sluggish state, trying to find a little joy from this tiger who was eaten by him 'pretending to be a pig'.

Still in vain.

Mo Tan was a little dazed, or rather, he thought he should be dazed, dazed why he became like this, dazed why the world suddenly became like this.

So ugly, so ugly, so crazy.

He began to think about this question, and after a fraction of a second, he got the answer, the answer he already knew.

In fact, I have not changed, and the world has not changed.

It's just that I can suddenly feel an existence that is infinitely close to the original source, and with the help of it, I can see things that I have never seen before, or even imagined.

Something hopeless.

That is a mirror.

In the mirror, there is a person.

That person is myself.

【Should I feel sad? 】

He twitched the corners of his mouth, and ordered the non-existent mirror to dissipate from his eyes, and instead focused on something that actually existed.

For example, your own character panel.
Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

Black Fan is still Black Fan, or it can be said that it occupies a quarter of Mo Tan's "absolutely neutral" side.

The faction has become something else that does not exist in the nine camps.

The crime of this world?

That's right, it's a sin
Ignoring some useless information, it is worth noting the talent [Reflection] and two extra skills for no reason.

The skill is the law of crime. It seems to be similar to [Law·Shield] and [Law·Barrier], but it is not the case.

This is a question worth thinking about for Mo Tan
So he started thinking.

Then, he came up with the answer.

[If this so-called 'sin' is counted as the highest level of power in this worldview, then combined with the power fluctuations emitted by the goddess of dawn and the goddess of darkness before, and compared with the conventional dawn magic, the power that the gods can drive should belong to' The second level below sin'. 】

[Given that the world is still good, it can be concluded that there is a power corresponding to the highest level of 'sin' in the world view system, or an opposing force, um, let's put this aside for the time being. 】

[Then, if the power that gods can use is at the second level, then most of the power that ordinary people can master, such as divine arts, is the third level translated through the concept of "god" itself. The "magic" that has no obvious disadvantages in front of the technique is probably the third level, so above the so-called elements, there should be power equal to those of the "gods". 】

[I remember, I seem to have seen the term 'root inflammation' somewhere. 】

【Tianzhu Mountain has a problem.】

[Refer to the comprehension process of the law and order magic, depending on the user, its level is about half higher than the ordinary magic, so it is about [-] levels. Of course, the level does not represent power, so in most cases , although it is a translation, but the perfect reproduction of the so-called "God's Word" is more advantageous. 】

[As for the concept of 'sin', I can directly touch it now, that is to say, there is no god like 'router' or 'cat' to translate it in the middle. 】

[Then, what I am using now is the second level of derived power under 'sin'. In other words, the level of the law of crime is equal to that of 'God'. 】

[Probably so. 】

Mo Tan finished his thinking, and lazily turned his attention to the talent of [Reflection], his complexion became a little dignified imperceptibly.

Of course he knew what this talent was for.

Think again about your current state.

Everything is explained.

At this moment, it is naturally not 'Mo' or 'Tan Mo' that is reflected in his [reflection], but the personality that has been dusted up theoretically.

so
[The 'monster' in the City of Light is a cover, perhaps some kind of existence similar to an avatar. 】

[Maybe it's a summoned creature?The person who is always at the top of the leaderboard is the Summoner, right? 】

【Thinking about it this way, the fourth me, who was released by [Reflection] and whose camp is 'Sin of the World', should now be in the chauvinistic empire in the Southwest Continent. The real camp is probably 'chaos and evil'. 】

He thought about it and came up with an explanation.

It's not because he has become smarter. In fact, when it comes to hard things like intelligence, each of Mo Tan's personalities is the same. No one is more than half a point, and no one is half a point less than another. It's just a literal meaning. Personality' is different.

What he couldn't see through before, he can now see through, just because at least at this moment, Mo Tan's pattern is higher than before.

The hint is obvious, right in front of your eyes, so naturally there is no reason why you can't see it.

But even if you can see it, so what?

Even though he is not [-]% sure, Mo Tan still feels that after this [Reflection] is over, the memory of this time will definitely not be retained.

After all, I didn't think about killing Ban Nei at the border of Fire Claw Territory before.

So, should I send a friend message to Yidong now?
There is no need to clarify, as long as you speak to the extent that you can understand, and if you look back, you will probably be able to find the truth.

Mo Tan thought of a way, and quickly dismissed the idea.

This is not a good thing.
So, let's go with that.

The 'strong enemy' in front of him should have woken up by now.

Almost at the same time, Mo Tan and Tom broke out of the fugue state together.

Yi Zuo, who was covered with Motan's pastor's robe and fell to the ground, also moved his fingers slightly.

Tom let out a low growl, and his whole body turned into a black mist, and several green flashes burst out, each of which was more fierce than the killing curse that the 'snake venom' blasted before it burst.

Mo Tan, on the other hand, took a step forward slowly, stepped over Yi Zuo, and raised his right hand: "Crime Law Order"

With a 'pop', he snapped his fingers.

"Echoes of silent crackling."

At the same time, Tom, who turned into a black mist, uttered a scream, and fell heavily from mid-air in his human form again. Dozens of blood shadows burst out from his body, all of which were in the same position as Yizuo's injured part. Difference.

"criminal law"

Snapped!
Mo Tan snapped his fingers for the second time, and said softly: "The endless wild night."

Tom, who was trying his best to recover from his injuries, suddenly looked up with feeling, and found that he and the priest in front of him had appeared under a black sky that was burning like a flame at some time, whether it was Sumer's soldiers or The members of the Whispering Sect had all disappeared.

Snapped!
"criminal law"

Mo Tan snapped his fingers for the third time, and looked up at the boiling sky: "The collapsed castle."

The large number of defenses that Tom had arranged for himself in advance dissipated in an instant, and merged into the terrifying darkness.

Snapped!
"criminal law"

The scripture on Mo Tan's waist floated up, and it stopped firmly in front of the former, the dark pages of the book moved automatically without wind: "The miracle of the clumsy copy——"

In the next moment, a dark apocalypse descended from the sky.

Chapter eight hundred and thirteen: The end

(End of this chapter)