this infinite world

Chapter 379 Empty...and Wu ([-])
air.

This is the definition Zhao Zhukong gave to his own life and to his brothers and sisters.

Empty, representing emptiness.There is no past, no parents, no future, no meaning in life, and nothing that human beings should experience.

Nothing, nothing, the origin is emptiness, the end is nothingness, this is the essence and destination of all things.

Perhaps in the original world line, Zhao Zhukong could use some method to get the answer he wanted from the clone Chu Xuan; or after seeing a pilot who was copied into the Demon Team exchange for EVA, Inspired by the so-called "incomplete human completion" to move towards the path of his choice, but now he has not found an effective and definite solution.

So he can only give this answer, which he thinks is the best answer.

And this answer may be able to convince the sub-personality Zhao Yingkong who doesn't know anything, or the main personality Zhao Yingkong who woke up too late in the original world line... But the answer given by Zhao Zhukong at this time cannot convince Zhao Yingkong, who already knew everything.

So she smiled, smiling like a flower.

"But brother, have you ever thought about the reason? Why is it that we who are fruits are so distorted, and we who are incomplete are thriving?"

The girl's eyes were like a cold pool of clear springs, silent and cold, but her expression was so delicate and cute, extremely sweet, as if the bloody past had never happened.

"Brother who loves to lie, why do you have the light of the soul of the space attribute, my annihilation, and Xiao Ruikong's powerful talent of controlling her genes and turning other people into slaves so easily? ?”

As if echoing Zhao Yingkong's words, the three-element heavy halberd returned to her at some point, and the annihilated black was covering the gloomy light on the tip of the weapon.

"You can see the essence of my 'inch step', it's really a keen observation, it's exactly the same as before..."

The wind whipped up the yellow sand in the air, Zhao Zhukong looked at the face reflected by the dagger, and said in a sad and authentic tone.

Perhaps when he was in a state of demons before, he could ignore the words that pierced his heart, but when he regained part of his sanity, when he heard the word "Rui Kong", even a cold-blooded assassin who had gone through thousands of killings, his heart would still It still hurts and I can't breathe.Facing Zhao Yingkong's question, Zhao Zhukong, who also thought about the source of his own power, gave his own answer in the next moment: "It is because of our incompleteness and our distortion that we can use this powerful power."

Due to too much suppression, a slightly hoarse voice came from the young man's mouth: "...but this is just predicting the future in advance."

"The seemingly ripe and beautiful fruit has rotted at the beginning."

Zhao Zhukong closed his eyes. Even now, he could still remember the nightmarish scene he saw in the forbidden area of ​​the assassin family.The deformed bones piled up like a mountain, and the stench of carrion was extremely choking, and the ugly things that were eating among the bones and swallowing the flesh and blood of the same origin were brothers and sisters who grew up with him, but suddenly disappeared one day...

"We are the derivatives of the elders' conspiracy... We are fruits that sprouted under the water of poison. At a certain time, the devil buried in the ripe fruit will tear the tender flesh from the inside and suck the sweet juice, Born from our remains."

When Zhao Zukong opened his eyes again, his eyes were almost shrouded in bright red, with only a little bit of black remaining to represent the remaining sanity. The young man slowly grinned, and his smile became more and more twisted, as if a demon was trying to escape from his eyes. The inside of the body broke out: "On the eve of me leaving the Assassin family and going to Europe to carry out the mission, the elders had realized that I was an unstable factor, and also realized that I had never been a pawn under their control... ...So when I was on a mission in Europe, the smelly sludge turned Yukong and the others into monsters, and launched a sneak attack on me when I was at my most relaxed!"

The events that have passed for an unknown amount of time are still in Zhao Zhukong's memory as if they were yesterday, because that was the reason why he entered the space of the Lord God... and the clear spring in Zhao Yingkong's eyes also had ripples for a moment.

Zhao Yukong, a name that impressed Zhao Yingkong with the second personality, was the second Zhao Ruikong in her mind.The moment she heard this name, Zhao Yingkong could feel the sudden change in the second personality that was locked at the bottom of her heart and was still practicing "Splitting the Demon Chapter".But she just took a deep breath and suppressed the change again.

"It seems that the green little apple has not been able to get out of the past. She also has the capacity to become a container, but her body and mind are restricted by her narrow vision...Little apple, you want to train her to grow up , the plan to complete the light of your heart has failed."

Zhao Zhukong could clearly see Zhao Yingkong's loss of control for a moment just now, but he didn't make a move just now, but trembled slightly, like a patient suffering from epilepsy, a few blood vessels suddenly appeared on his forehead and quickly disappeared. After half a day, it returned to normal: "After the completion and devouring of the light of the soul, we also have the blood of our brothers and sisters on our bodies. It is because of this that we can become so strong..."

It is precisely because of the incomplete spiritual light from the same source that they can devour and absorb each other.As for Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Zhukong, who personally killed many of their brothers and sisters, their progress speed is naturally several times that of ordinary members of the Sky Project, because this is another way to become stronger.

"We are all fruits with monsters hidden inside, and sooner or later we will completely degenerate..."

——But now, it's not the time, it's not the time to turn into a monster, at least let the little sister, the little sister...

——The total amount of spiritual light is not enough, simple killing can only let a small part of the spiritual light flow into the winner's body, and now there are only me and my little sister in the space of the main god, I need to be devoured by the demons Before I become fully conscious, find a more effective way to use my life to the extreme, maybe my body is also working hard for this...

Zhao Zhukong's eyes were already red like blood at this moment, as if the inhuman thing deep in his heart had truly heard the words that carried his hotbed, and also showed an innocent and cruel smile.

But Zhao Yingkong's next sentence was completely beyond the young man's expectation.

"Brother, we are not monsters~"

Zhao Zhukong heard that the younger sister whom he had been thinking about day and night was approaching step by step, and said as he walked, "Although it is not a monster, it is not such a beautiful thing as a fruit. We should not have self-awareness. And the weapons of war..."

"We are witches."

(End of this chapter)