Him and their stars.

Chapter 1935 Fusion of the Real Past

Xia Li, who had unfolded her "Fa Tian Xiang Di" form, had a huge head that was over a kilometer long, comparable to a towering mountain. Her cheeks, which were covered with shells, were covered with densely packed sharp barbs, like a forest of sharp blades.

However, to the master at that moment, it was just a few hairs growing on his cheeks.

Her body connected the sky and the earth, and her terrifying face alone could cover most of the sky.

Her will blocked out the faint light among the stars, and she looked proudly at Yu Lian who was falling towards her, as if she was looking directly at a comet burning towards her.

"This is the first step. The purification of civilization begins with devouring powerful psychics. Through you, I can analyze the pheromones that simulate psychic energy. After all, you are just carbon-based creatures, so you can be devoured, integrated, and purified. However, you will welcome a new ascension together with the unified will!"

The Overlord opened her bloody mouth that was big enough to swallow the starry sky. It seemed that there was a bottomless black hole hidden between her lips and teeth covered with shells, which could even melt the sun. She let the comet that Yu Lian transformed into fall into her huge mouth.

"Swallow!" She let out a long, full sigh, like a black hole rubbing against the stars.

Then, there was a "bang" sound, and thousands of brilliant lights overflowed from the master's head, passed through the gaps in the shell covering the cheeks, and condensed into a hot shock wave.

The powerful implosion exploded directly in the Overlord's body. It was as if a nuclear bomb was buried in her brain, and now it was finally detonated. The huge input, as huge as a mountain, was completely torn into cells that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

Only a small sun was left, blooming on the huge trunk.

In this dazzling light, Yu Lian floated out from the surging and flowing hot light.

In other words, his transparent shadow that floated out from the rhythmic flames was blown far away by the terrible storm and then stagnated again.

Yu Lian, who had regained his physical form, grimaced, unable to hide the pain on his face, as if his knee had been hit by a coffee table.

"Ah, this long-lost pain! The pain of tearing apart! The pain of cell reorganization! Xia Li, do you think you're the only one who understands?"

His body had been torn apart, but before the cells completely perished, they completed the transformation into transparent elements, then into ethereal nothingness, and finally broke free from their restraints.

After becoming a saint, no matter whether he turned his body into elements or his cells into ether, he no longer had to endure the pain that tore his body and mind apart - or rather, his mind had completely adapted to this pain.

But this time, he finally experienced the long-lost impact of every cell collapsing, which made even his senses numb.

However, his mind was in an unprecedented state of clarity.

He raised his head and watched the headless body of Xia Li, who was thousands of feet tall, staggering backwards, as if with just one step back, he had retreated from being so close to the other side of the universe.

In this world, the dislocation of space and time is everywhere. But even so, this horrific scene that distorted basic senses still made Yu Lian's eyes hurt. His brain even began to ache faintly.

He suddenly realized that what he experienced was not just visual distortion, but also the misalignment of sensory information and common sense, as well as the paradox between reality and illusion, commonly known as "the eyes see it, but the brain does not admit it."

So, after such a moment of daze, Xia Li's headless body had fallen into the "core of the universe" composed of countless luminous spores, and turned into a part of that huge biological fungal group.

Her back was connected by countless threads derived from the core of the hive, pulling her up and leaning against the core of the hive mother behind her. Then, the spores wrapped around her body, began to climb and extend along the flickering spiritual veins above, and finally condensed into a new head in the empty space of her neck.

This time, it was no longer a kilometer-long dominant image with a shell, scales and barbs, but the face of a young girl.

Of course, to be honest, it is a face that can cover most of the sky. It doesn’t matter whether it is a demon king or a girl. It is enough to make people lose their sanity anyway.

The ten-foot-tall "girl" looked down at Yu Lian, who was re-condensing into a human form, and uttered a trembling voice that sounded like the rhythm of a huge bell: "The will of the swarm is the will to purify. My mission is to sweep away the ugly civilization. My mission is to purify this universe. My mission is to let the prosperity of life return to the world."

Each note of hers seemed to contain the spirit of words brewing, and each note seemed to resonate directly in the soul.

However, Yu Lian wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, feeling like he was experiencing an overly clichéd farce. He couldn't help but say, "What kind of green terrorism is this? To be honest, in my place, this term for environmentalist villains has not been popular since the 1990s."

The girl was completely unaware and was still looking down at Yu Lian from her high position, or perhaps she was just looking down at the universe she was in, the universe she controlled.

"You have my power. When the fusion is complete, you will experience the truth of life."

Her face was expressionless, and her calm voice no longer had any human flavor. It sounded like a special musical instrument playing a sonata, containing a strange yet solemn rhythmic beauty.

Her glowing threads rose up and spread out behind her head to form a circle of light. Each strand of her hair seemed to be gushing out a vast amount of pheromones. They were constantly decomposing and recombining in the circle of light that echoed with endless ripples and charms. The blurred outlines formed by light and shadow rhythmically transformed into a long corridor.

If Xiao Hui were here, she would be very happy, right?

With her computing power, she might be able to find out the secrets of that damn "School of Forbidden Matters" through these ordinary fuzzy light clips.

What a pity. After all, it is a silicon-based creature without emotions and cannot enter this field.

Although Yu Lian is not Xiao Hui, the "Eyes of Stars" given by his extraordinary perception still allows him to capture the complete picture from the ever-changing outlines of light and shadow.

In those overlapping visual dislocations, Yu Lian saw the little girl from two hundred years ago.

When she was lying in the medical cabin dying and slowly losing her life, Count Salwen, with sorrow and expectation, held the "Heart of Leviathan" and put it into the girl's heart bit by bit.

The power from ancient civilization beats in the girl's heart along with the cocoon-like organ. The miraculous power flows in the microscopic world of her body, transforming every cell.

Two generations of civilization, after an unknown number of years, condensed into an astonishing scene in the girl.

"Is this the scene you find most unforgettable? Or is it the scene you most want me to see?"

"I am the power to purify the universe." She repeated her words. But if her voice before was like the performance of an unknown instrument, now it was like the vibrating membrane of the vocal cords releasing an infrasonic attack.

Yu Lian, who was already feeling a slight tingling in his head, pressed his ear in annoyance, and then felt a slight itching in his nose. He was already bleeding from the nose.

It’s still a long-lost experience.

Yu Lian wiped his nose and said sarcastically: "This is not noise, it's clearly mental pollution!"

Of course, as a qualified psychic, he had already formed an instinctive reaction to this kind of mental attack. He naturally activated his mental defense line, shielding all the suppressed low-level distracting thoughts in the voice, and prepared to use his newly mastered "nerve cannon" to fight back. However, before Yu Lian could activate his power, he stopped again.

He really found that endless glowing spores were surrounding him, flickering in the dark starry sky, and at first glance they looked like the eyes of a pack of wolves.

He could also sense the seething energy condensing between their neural tentacles and the burning aura, which was the fire of disaster rising behind the night sky of the void.

...Oh, isn't this the spirit particle storm that I just summoned out?

In this universe, these star-like neuronal units are actually replicating their own psychic energy fluctuations?

Yu Lian stood there, silently looking at the fire around him, and then sneered. He took out his hammer from behind and gestured at the huge body that was thousands of feet tall.

In an instant, his body was completely covered by the deadly storm transformed by the spirit. He felt like a willow leaf, circling in the burning storm, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced. This was by no means a simple feeling brought by physical impact, but more like a subtle experience after the mind and body were subjected to continuous impact.

Many years later, Yu Lian will never forget that wonderful afternoon when these cells were evaporated again.

Of course, afternoon is an adjective. In fact, even Yu Lian himself didn't know where the time in the real world had reached.

So that's how it feels to be bombarded by a spirit particle storm. This is much more painful than being bombarded by a shell, and much more miserable than being hacked by a knife, chopped by an axe, or burned by fire.

If I had to use an adjective, being stabbed by hundreds or thousands of atomic light spears at once would probably be like this, right? In my previous life, I had been stabbed by light spears countless times and stabbed others countless times. No one could understand this subtle feeling better than me.

Yu Lian commented on his own skills in a spirit of inquiry, then made a disdainful gesture towards Xia Li who occupied half of the sky: "What did you combine? How about making this more complicated?"

He finally moved. The arc of light Xingzhi drew was not a slash, but a reflection of the spiritual light from the crystal-clear divine weapon, condensing into a picture: Earl Salwen was holding the young Xia Li, sitting in the courtyard and looking at the starry sky.

After a short silence, a violent energy and even more agitated emotions surged in this closed space. The spores within the field of vision also extinguished one by one, as if an invisible black hole suddenly appeared and swallowed up the star on the spot.

In an instant, the face of the girl that occupied half of the sky became distorted, revealing hideous facial features.

Very good, although she is crazy, it is much better than having a dead fish face that falls on San all the time.

Yu Lian showed a satisfied expression and allowed the glowing spores around him to pounce on him like sharks that smelled blood and drown him again.

However, Xia Li's distorted pupils reflected the scene of Yu Lian being overwhelmed by her own power. But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, another Yu Lian appeared from the pupil of her other eye.

Her body at this moment was so huge that even her eyes were like a wide and calm lake, which could clearly reflect Yu Lian's entire appearance.

So, in the lake-like pupil, Yu Lian's clear reflection raised Xingzhi again, and with the spiritual light, she formed a picture reflecting the master wearing bone wings. She squatted in the underground ruins and injected the reflective spores into the polluted sewage. The dirty sewage began to glow, and it was even more unpalatable. However, around the wastewater, strange fungi began to grow.

The confrontation between mirror images seems to form an infinite virtual space.

The glowing fungi turned into a fungal carpet in the infinite space, growing and spreading infinitely, and infinite vitality was also constantly multiplying.

She had done something like this before.

The ruler of the swarm does possess such power.

Charlie's eyes became dazed, but then a wave of madness once again polluted her consciousness.

The calm lake surface began to pulsate, began to burn, and turned into a boiling sea of ​​blood. She let out a silent, crazy roar, and her terrifying body broke free from the constraints of the mother nest behind her, and the bone wings behind her covered the sky.

"You're so angry now? You're so defensive? Who among you is the one who's defensive?" Yu Lian commented seriously. Then, his body was torn apart again.

But then, Yu Lian appeared again.

Of course, also appearing is Xia Li’s “past” which he illuminated with his actions.

She wore a gray cloak and boarded the refugee ship like a homeless girl. She huddled in the corner of the cabin, trying to disguise herself as a background. However, the evil-looking Peka boatswain still found her. He twitched his ugly nose and put the bread and soup in front of the girl wrapped in the cloak with a stern face.

The pirates who attacked the refugee ship were annihilated by the sudden swarm of insects. Xia Li stepped on the burning pirate ship and let her soldier insects tear through the cabin, killing all the villains and devouring their bodies.

When the pirate ship sank completely, she took a last look at the refugee ship in the distance, jumped onto her own Leviathan hive, and sailed away.

During her long journey, she killed many people, some of whom deserved to die, some of whom were innocent, and some of whom were even killed by mistake.

Her mind gradually calmed down, and she seemed to have accepted the cause and effect of everything.

Yu Lian was "killed" hundreds of times, and the images representing Xia Li's "past" also appeared hundreds of times in succession, until Xia Li's "dharma form" began to loosen.

"Who are you trying to purify? Chuunibyou can't save the world. Repent! Shirley!"

Yu Lian's voice was echoing in this space.

A faint spiritual breath flashed through the air, condensed into a crystal cluster, and then formed the clearest mirror.

She vaguely heard a sound.

"Charlie, I almost died many times before. But I didn't give up, and neither did Dad, so we finally worked hard and got the chance to change. Everything depends on what you do."

The voices became clearer and clearer.

"As for me, Miss Xia Li, ahahaha, I don't have much education either. I don't know what the correct future will be like, but I know that it shouldn't be like this. Yes, this is indeed what the captain taught me, but I think it makes so much sense."

In the wasteland outside Dantie City, Xia Li, wearing a mecha, held high the battle flag and led the charge towards the distant fire line. Her movements were clumsy but she was fearless. Behind her were the mountains of rebel soldiers and the artillery fire shooting towards the stars.

This was the clearest scene she had ever seen.