latent syndrome.

Chapter 547 546. Nobody
anonymous.

After all, they are just ordinary people.

He is just the most powerful of all undead, but he is still just a sad undead.

A wandering spirit without a body.

For him.

All seats are empty.

With his deeds, thoughts, endless actions to hunt down the chains of eternal karmic fire.

From the pair of passing eyes with kind eyes, Wu Mingshi was about to get lost, as if he had become everyone.

The emptiness that is too ethereal and abstract pours into memory, soul, will, purpose, and belief again and again.

Wipe it out again and again, deny it, and reach the real death.

Actions, desires, dreams, words.

From above, below, and in all directions, the soul is stripped of cracks, and then bursts out from the center through layers of barriers.

Through all the windows he sees infinity.

It seems to be outside of numbers and existence.

Yet his face is cold, he has no ego to forget, but he is constantly becoming someone else, and even negating it cannot completely eliminate its influence.

he can feel...

I am about to be crushed by this true eternity and become another eternal prisoner.

At this moment, he saw a message in the terrifying tattoo all over his body.

【Record. 】

moment.

Anonymous had an epiphany of everything.

It's as if the primordial monstrosity has just opened, and it has melted away through the ages.

This is the ultimate aura.

Breakthrough.

The shackles of three.

This is the ultimate.

I am about to...

kill!
eternal!

Like infinite and finite.

unlimited.

Seemingly without any limit, but bound by itself, infinity means necessarily beyond all limits, cannot be determined by anything, but having made such a determination of infinity itself, it has been refuted and opposed to all things.

And limited.

It seems to be restricted, but it is within a self-consistent framework. It does not need to be opposed to any kind of thing to obtain a stable identity, but it has become something without restrictions.

The truly infinite must contain the finite.

But to negate the true way of a thing.

instead.

Make it sure.

Anonymous finally understood the meaning of that sentence in countless memories.

he will make...

All people die worthwhile.

There is only one way to really exclude it, to arrive at real death.

He once tried to gain insight into the mysteries of the return of all things by means of records, but this record book has death and life written at the beginning and end, finite and infinite, and the essential phenomenon is almost blank.

Finally got a real use for it.

In an instant.

Anonymous has already understood.

All things return.

His mind raced across a sea of ​​memories.

In order to fight against the primordial chaos, the negation of creating something from nothing, and from something to nothing.

The Anonymous becomes the negation of primordial chaos itself.

negative.

He passes through every soul, every world.

Infinite past, infinite future, all historical events.

The entire sea of ​​memories.

All rubbings are printed in this record book.

Anonymous is like a numb machine in this extremely scarce work, rubbing one character after another from eternity without emotion.

This kills eternity.

When experiencing all the historical events in eternity, he fell into extreme detachment and became indifferent to all emotions.

indifferent as...

The operator who records the stock index numbers in the stock exchange, no matter how cruel atrocities, no matter how great ideas, love, hate, are just characters that need to be recorded on the electronic screen for Anonymous.

What he didn't know was that while he was rubbing the seal, the red and green buttock lines continuously overflowed from his back, and the monster continued to grow.

I do not know how long it has been.

Time is meaningless.

But it must be when his mind is already stronger than the original chaos.

He gets the job done.

In eternity.

That's all.

A person.

In the endless void, only Anonymous remained.

Anonymous closed the book, he already knew...

own name.

human mind.

This is the only way to go.

At this moment.

His aura seemed to be able to suppress the entire galaxy and universe, and the endless solemnity and majesty in his eyes almost made people kneel down.

all.

It didn't end there.

when people acquire knowledge.

Affected by some kind of supreme power, he was also put on a layer of shackles when acquiring knowledge.

This indescribable great will.

Invented and operated something called knowledge.

Displaces all authentic connections, blinds all.

The appearance of all objective things, the empirical facts of objective existence, under the influence of the knowledge model, the phenomena just become sensory materials, and thus continue to slide towards the process performance that I thought I was thinking.

Man has knowledge.

Know how.

mastered people.

And the history that is attributed to eternity cannot be freed from the fate dominated by this supreme will.

A huge black shadow swayed over the top of Nameless's head.

The knowledge obtained by Anonymous rubbing the sea of ​​memories, the type of knowledge produced in this process.

Nourishes this head.

The ultimate monster.

It is it that blinds all things in eternity, displacing all authentic connections.

It is the indescribable great will behind all the power.

that power……

ultimate form.

"You created me..."

"Are you a catalyst, an invention, or a useless froth produced in a laboratory."

"I do not care who you are."

"You created the scariest thing in the universe."

That is……

A completely hollow and cold-blooded sounding body concussion.

It was an ugly, strange insect made up of the lines of the fingers, crooked to support the eternal body.

Those abyss-like dirty compound eyes, jointed limbs, mouthparts, tentacles, chitinous shells of hatred, dripping blurred rolling flesh.

Hatred and crime feed it, making it completely deformed.

The deformed face of the monster rolls the faces of human beings. Everyone who died in the hands of the unknown person, the entire history of the universe, the future and the past, and everyone who died, all appear on its hellish body.

The faces of all the dead twisted back and forth in despair and hatred, begging or staring furiously at the unknown.

"what……"

"This infinite power!"

The sound of the strange insect was stirring, and the enormous power it was born with caused it to fall into extreme pride.

"I am beyond what was, exists, and what will exist in the future!"

"I am thought, truth, idea!"

"Unthinkable!"

"To know me is to know existence, and my essence contains truth."

"Mathematical, organic, metaphysical!"

"I am the master of the boundless universe! Dominate the reincarnation of all things!"

"And you..."

"The one who created me."

"who are you?"

The strange insect leaned down, contemptuously contemptuous of this human being who was countless times smaller than him.

"I'm just a..."

"Nobody."

Anonymous said calmly.

Before he knew it, the pen that Anonymous used to rub his memories had become a strange tool.

Before the entire Deep Realm was put into his notebook by Anonymous, this tool was called the Chaos Blade.

"Nobody?"

"what……"

As if being subjected to some kind of extreme mockery, the countless sounding bodies on the monster's body trembled and laughed wildly.

"A creator who cannot create something better than himself is a failure."

"Just let me!"

"The ruler above the universe, the king in charge of all things!"

The monster's head moved towards Wumingshi, and its furious eyes stared at him.

"Come and try your strength, unknown pawn!"

click!
The nameless person swiped lightly with the rubbing pen of eternity.

Not a level opponent at all.

"What I want to knock down is far from your kind."

"I still have..."

"Unfinished business."

The Nameless must return to the real world to suppress the primordial chaos, the abyss of stars.

let everyone die...

valuable.

In an instant.

The monster was split in half from the middle in an instant, and under the power that was more terrifying than the original chaos, it was completely surpassed by the power of the three, surpassing nature, spirit, and logic.

Thought……

The power of the end.

It was split into countless scattered red and green lines by this... mighty force.

The nameless hand hooked lightly, and these lines converged towards his hand, one condensed into a green gemstone containing infinite past power, and the other condensed into a red gemstone containing infinite future power.

In the end only that was left.

anonymous.

With a non-living body that has stalled.

The hands and numerals of the wall clock have completely disappeared.

just now.

The universe will be guilty of error, madness and madness.

Pay the price.

"That record book records everything."

"you could say so……"

"Original transcript."

"Who the hell are you?"

As the strange insect was suppressed, its life also came to an end.

"Colin."

"People used to call me that."

Anonymous looked at the slowly disappearing wall clock, he was about to step out of eternity and return to the real world.

"Oh……"

"It turned out to be Mr. Crown."

"You're back."

"Mr. Crown."

……

……

……

(Volume Six. Eternal Sigh. End)

(End of this chapter)