hunt and eat

Chapter 585 The only one that exists... is [us]!
"Don't you understand yet?"

"This is the so-called [taboo] that you are so proud of and think about in your heart! .

Neva raised his arms high, behind him was like a branch full of fruits, and his fleshy wings, crowded with people, looked particularly ferocious under the moonlight.

"Are you kidding, how could this be..." Looking at the flesh and blood tissue behind Neva, Thagul's face was extremely ugly.

"That's why I said, you never really understood the true meaning of [taboo]."

On the huge bloody wings behind Neva, a head of a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old with his eyes closed said suddenly.

"[Taboo] has never been a realm that a single individual can reach."

"From the beginning to the end, no matter whether it is you, the great elder, or the pursuit of thousands of other hunters, the so-called individual heroism of supremacy of force has no possibility of half realization."

On the Flesh Wings, a certain young man with a mustache in his early thirties continued talking.

"The so-called [taboo] is the desperate end of collective consciousness linking into one, and the complete assimilation of collective life, and it is also the real end of a civilization."

"You have also read the book of the end. You should remember how the [huge kingdom] that ruled the whole continent was destroyed."

"One hundred thousand royal families, in order to meet the almost invincible primitive black dragon, under the order of the last emperor, killed each other in the sealed royal city, and finally when the dusk of the seventh day came, the black dragon that originated from the dark depths was born. Aggregation of curses at the place."

"[Son of the End] - Miraboreas"

The head of the old man with withered white hair and deep wrinkles on his face spoke with a voice like a dry spring.

"As for you, if you didn't rely on the ability to plunder the origin of all things, you would never have hoped to enter the [taboo] realm in this life."

"Even if you can easily incorporate the origin of others into your self-consciousness, you can barely reach the [taboo] after hunting nearly ten thousand powerful monsters. Under normal circumstances, there is no relationship between unrelated individuals. Hundred thousand or even millions of life sacrifices, you are not even qualified to open the [Forbidden Gate]."

Neva, who half closed her eyes, spoke coldly.

"Now, you should understand."

"The limit of individual power you are pursuing will only lead to the destruction of the entire civilization."

After a long silence, Thagul looked at Neva with his last hope.

"But you did it, Neva... Although it was difficult, you also found a new path to [Taboo], didn't you?"

"Really, do you think so?" Numerous cracks slowly opened from the surface of Neva's skin, revealing one mouth after another with grinning white teeth.

Layer upon layer of voices came to Tagul's ears who were completely stunned at the same time.

"Are you sure... are they acceptable to become this person, ghost or ghost?"

If the previous alienated human head and wings could barely be accepted by Tagur, then this strange appearance that is completely out of human form now completely exceeds his understanding of human beings.

Even knowing that Neva was standing opposite him, he still unconsciously took a step back, as if seeing something completely unfamiliar and indescribable.

Taking a full view of Tagul's reaction, Neva sneered indifferently, and closed his mouth all over his body at the same time, without even leaving a single crack.

From a distance, it looks like a normal person.

"Neva, how did you become what you are now?"

"answer me!"

Looking at his younger brother, who didn't care about his abnormal state at all, and seemed to have become completely inhuman from body to spirit, Tagul cried out.

He was sure that Neva absolutely did not use the two ways he mentioned before to enter [Taboo].

Because so far, no matter whether it is a human or a dragon, there is no [Taboo] that presents this incomplete, distorted, or even crazy appearance.

"It's so simple, you should have even guessed it, right?"

Neva silently admired the human-headed wings behind him, and said softly: "Except for your cheating ability to seize the origin of all things, the birth of every taboo represents the complete fall of a race, or even a civilization."

"Among them, the birth of [Son of the Last Yan] Miraboreas was the smoothest, or it was a matter of course."

"Ask! Why is this?" Neva's blue eyes stared at Tagur, and asked suddenly.

Frowning, Tagul, who has not been able to keep up with Neva's train of thought so far, said uncertainly: "Because...they sacrificed a full 10 people?"

"10 people, for an individual, this number is indeed remarkable, but for a civilization, it is simply insignificant." Neva spread her hands flat, shaking her head and sighing.

After that, he didn't mean to be a secret, and directly revealed the answer.

"The answer is... because they are connected by blood, even blood relatives from the same root."

Calmly narrating his conjecture, Neva's eyes were filled with gloom, "Among the hatred and carnage, a whole hundred thousand royal family's blood power, relying on the hatred and curse engraved into the bone marrow, completely gathered to the last survivor, that On the only surviving bloodline."

"From the moment the bloodline root system was completely severed, the name Myaporeas no longer belonged to a single individual."

"The only thing that exists on the city of corpses and bones is the collective will of the [Great Kingdom] [-] royal families, and the [King of the End] born from death and curse."

Speaking of this, Neva paused for a moment, as if to adjust his emotions, and as if to leave time for Tagur to think, he spoke slowly.

"Then, guess what... What method did I use to achieve the unity of blood and will?"

His thoughts flowed quickly, and Tagul's eyes unconsciously skipped over the tree of human heads behind his younger brother of different ages, but whose appearance was surprisingly similar to that of Neva.

A certain biological technology that was excavated by the two brothers from the ruins long ago, and even once supported the arena to test the supply of monsters, suddenly broke into his mind.

"Clone..." Targul said hesitantly, his eyes full of sudden realization and deep regret.

"Yes, that's it." Neva slapped her pale hands and laughed loudly.

"In this world, is there any stronger and closer blood relationship than another self?"

"When I realized this, the door of [taboo] was completely opened to me."

While talking to himself, Neva waved his arms, and the human head and wings behind him trembled with the ups and downs of emotions.

"I, I created an unknown number of selves, and killed an unknown number of selves, and swallowed them one by one... all in my stomach."

"Even their memory and existence are devoured."

Licking the corner of her mouth, Neva's expression gradually became confused, "But as the number of times increased, the self I created was completely consistent from the original, to a specially corrected age, gender and even race. To be honest, this The strengthening effect brought about by this difference is much better than before."

"In order to enhance the effect, each newly born 'I' has undergone multiple rounds of adjustments, and is far stronger than the previous ones. Even in the last year of the experiment, some individuals have reached the same level as me, but from that From the beginning of time, the memory of this has inexplicably become blurred, and I can't even remember whether I won or not in the end."

Speaking of this, Neva's tone paused slightly, "Sometimes when I calm down, I also wondered if I had already died in the previous ceremony, and the current self may be the experimental subject, but..."

A smile gradually bloomed on his face, and he squinted his eyes, looking at Tagul who was completely speechless.

"In the end, that kind of thing doesn't really matter at all, does it?"

"No matter who I am, old or young, male or female, dead or alive...we are all Neva."

"No, perhaps it should be said."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Neva opened his arms, and the flesh and blood wings behind him rose to the sky, slowly unfolding the countless heads that suddenly opened their eyes.

"Since the day the ceremony began, there has been no Neva."

"The only thing that exists... is [us]!"

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(End of this chapter)