latent syndrome.

Chapter 410 409. The Monster That Blocks the Truth
If it started from my one-person apartment in Los Angeles two years ago, it has now reached the final base of the countermeasures.

The only words that have been learned in this frenzied feast for so long.

This is full of one-sided, isolated, static, independent world.

It is impossible to believe in anything.

From that lake house...

No.

Even earlier, at the public library in Lunosk.

in the Enlightenment.

It seems to have destroyed all superstitions and beliefs, but this actually helps "faith". Faith makes people aware of what they want to do, and enlightenment establishes usefulness as its own certainty.

Thus came the so-called absolute freedom and terror.

Everything develops according to a strict established rule.

A tacit contract entered into in the new era.

To judge whether a thing is rational and correct, there is only one criterion for this judgment.

If people all over the world are doing the same thing, and it doesn't endanger other people, then it's allowed.

This standard evolved and eventually developed into a vocabulary called morality.

Through the principle of morality, the conscience that everyone generally possesses under the moral worldview is established.

There has never been a saying that no one is inherently evil or inherently good.

Conscience is a kind of social contract that everyone must conclude in the new era, and it is a spiritual "industrial product".

It is also an inevitable product.

Also known as human nature, once the contract is violated, it will be called evil and dehumanized.

The biggest problem is that.

Lust versus reason, and reason versus nature.

In the end, everyone will find that once their own morality and humanity act, they will be deceitful, and what everyone desires in essence is selfish.

The most serious contradiction is that this former "new era contract" has become unbalanced or even invalid in the industrial world where efficiency is maximized.

If people all over the world are doing the same thing, and that thing doesn't endanger anyone else, then that's what the contract allows.

In the past, murder, rape, theft, plunder, and misappropriation of other people's property were very obvious, and it was possible to judge at a glance whether they conformed to the contract.

However, in today's world, under the influence of communication studies, cybernetics, conspiracy theories or rhetoricians, everything becomes devious and hidden in the framework built by information networks.

There is no contract, only the emotional orientation of puppets and the art of interpretation.

People can no longer know through contracts whether they are killing, raping, stealing, plundering, or embezzling other people's property.

The product of the old age, morality, is eliminated.

Whether it is religion, superstition, or morality, it can make people realize what they want to do.

It's hard to say what, in a world of consuming catalogs for thrills, takes the place of morality and awareness of what one is up to.

Maybe people no longer realize what they want to do, but there is always one most fundamental thing that still motivates people to act. What is the idea?

Ke Lin has been exploring this question for two years. Since the outbreak of submerged abyssal disease, it has driven countless crazy people to go crazy. The idea, the original thing.

Even after all this time, he has not found the answer to the question.

Ke Lin only sees one phenomenon, that is, before morality and belief, in spiritual phenomenology, phenomenon and essence are not in a master-slave relationship.

Essence can also be seen as a phenomenon of phenomena.

And the phenomenon...

It's like purging heretics with a mace, or criticizing old-age ideas with new interpretive techniques, or like an Internet hell that kills people with keystrokes.

Although Colin can't assert the truth yet, he has discovered the essence of human beings. Before people can recognize things, they are endowed with an innate concept of time and space, so that they can recognize things.

Colin...

Finally found that kind of time and space, and the ultimate thing behind the endowment of time and space.

That is, an irrepressible desire to bring everything under one's control, everyone, first.

Just like every madman in this world, the deep-rooted desire of their souls is completely burst out by submerged disease, Randy, Johnny, Hugo, Luca, Diprow.

Even hazy in front of my eyes.

All succumb to this primordial chaos.

Colin couldn't explain in words what he had gained through the sacrifice of the infinitely distant past and the infinitely long future.

The only thing he knew was.

Only oneself can end this, this invisible fate, this chaotic domination.

Inside the pure white channel.

This level of fighting may not be called fighting anymore, it is something more abstract than spirit and nature.

Everything turned into the howling of the wind of fear, passing by Colin one by one, and he resisted all the offensives of Oboro.

Even if it wasn't his own suggestion.

world, achieved.

This is the obscuring world, a pseudo-world, a forcedly constructed world controlled by slavery.

But it is millions of times crueler than the reality of all the worlds.

the original infected.

Like the whole ancient history of fighting on Colin's body,

This is the ultimate monster that is countless times stronger than all the madmen Colin has ever met combined.

It was as if he was the Gameplay, the embodiment of this domination.

No matter how powerful, cruel, and crazy the soul is, it has to succumb to the cruel and desperate hell at the end of the world.

That terrifying power consumption.

It has been able to slaughter the madmen of the entire SCT tens of thousands of times. It is the most powerful and unsolvable ultimate war machine.

hazy.

Far above everyone in the combat catalog.

If it weren't for the erosion of the abyss that the original infection resisted, the terminal illness would paralyze him in his hospital bed for several years.

He is alone.

It can kill all the people in SCT, just like what Luka often said about the useless people, like crushing every ridiculous useless person, cutting off their unrealistic and naive fantasies.

Even with such a terrifying huge amount of consumption, the abyss behind him seemed to be a bottomless pit, and he still didn't show any signs of decline, not even a single bit of disordered breathing.

Use the ancient history of control and enslavement that has been developed to strangle Colin.

No one can survive this situation.

Except for Colin.

He already has the power to eradicate submerged disease.

The unreasonable tyranny that leaves no room for resistance at all, no one knows the source of his strength.

In this way, the people you see, the places you go, and the things you experience are all domains.

miracle.

Oboro only felt that his connection with the independent world was cut off, and then he felt a little wet on the top of his head. Looking at the top of the tunnel, it turned out that a drop of blood had seeped down.

And a strange lake of blood gushed out from the top of the tunnel, which was something Colin knew a long time ago, but what he condensed this time was not a magic dog.

It's the eighth, sixth, and fourth in the combat catalog, and the ones that Ke Lin slaughtered, one after another, the crazy lunatics.

At some point, Colin has withdrawn from that world. It doesn't look like he's undergoing an execution, but... unscathed, as if nothing had happened.

Now it's Colin's turn.

The transcendent people in the blood lake all rushed towards the obscurity, just like what happened to Colin before.

Obscure's arm transformed into a gigantic, exaggerated enamel bone sickle that was more than twice as big as his terrifying height of more than two meters.

The shorts in the hospital gown, the extremely strong body, stood in this infinite passage.

It's like something.

The strongest monster that blocks the door of truth.

Along with the exaggerated bone scythe, and the speed of the body that surpassed light, it flickered randomly.

Whether it's White, Hugo, or the top ten powerhouses in the combat catalog, all the people at the top of the pyramid, directly...

Blast kill.

The strength of these people is exactly the same as their true deity, just the vision condensed by Oboro, that kind of unparalleled spiritual strength, that kind of ultimate purity.

Too exaggerated, too exaggerated,
It is exaggerated enough to cut off all the transcendent people in the world with one knife, and their lives will be ruined.

But this is far from over.

Just as Ke Lin couldn't kill those people with the eternal karmic fire, they were immortal, they continued to condense from the blood lake, and they were still in their prime.

Oboro pondered for a while, then moved slightly.

Just like Ke Lin mixed bone sand into blood to form a blood knife, Oboro also has a similar ability.

He just stood still.

boom!
Scarlet blood burst out from him, killing everyone in the blood lake, including the blood lake itself.

All scattered.

Disintegrated in an instant.

Rao Ke Lin also suffered a little backlash, a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but was wiped away with the back of his hand.

"It seems."

"The warm-up is over."

Oboro said so.

(End of this chapter)