I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 409 Hostility of All Things

"You are not worthy of my killing. Come again next time. Remember what I said."

Balloon looked at the dying pangolin, took a step back, and started counting down again.

"Zero point five... zero point three..."

As the balloon silently chanted, the magma under the pangolin suddenly rolled up, followed by a column of magma rising into the sky, spraying the pangolin out of the crater.

The balloon stood still and watched the pangolin fly farther and farther away.

It kept looking at the sky until the lava column disappeared.

"Alas." Balloon sighed helplessly.

Then he suddenly looked towards Mo Ling.

Although the balloon clearly had no eyes, Mo Ling could still feel the scrutiny like needles.

"Are you here to kill me too?" Balloon asked from a distance.

"No." Mo Ling flapped his wings and flew to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, Mo Ling suddenly felt a hostile warning in his heart, coming from the magma below.

So he quickly changed his position and jumped onto a rock not far away.

Just as Mo Ling dodged, a thick column of magma rose from his original position, and the hot lava flow stirred up waves and scattered in all directions.

"call……"

Looking at the terrifying lava column, Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, there is hostility perception."

His reaction made the balloon curious.

"You're not here to kill me? Then what are you here for?"

This question made Mo Ling a little confused. He didn't know why he had to come to the center of the Tianshen Volcano.

"I just wanted to come and see..." Mo Ling replied hesitantly, "The fight you just had was very exciting."

"Really?" The balloon floated above the lava lake and asked, "I don't think this is very exciting. Our strengths are too different. It can't hurt me at all. There is no point in fighting like this."

This sounds strange, but Mo Ling has seen the power of the balloon and doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

"Do you think the direction in which it's getting stronger is wrong?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

"Yes, our race is easily influenced by other creatures and thinks that the body is the most important. Many of my kind who came here and wanted to kill me have fallen into the same misunderstanding." Balloon explained lightly.

Mo Ling looked at his weird body and was puzzled: "We can simulate the bodies of other creatures, and even combine and specialize them at will. Shouldn't we become stronger this way?"

"This is a trap." Balloon retorted directly: "It is stupid to use your body to fight the world."

“No matter how sharp the claws are, they cannot scratch the flood. No matter how hard the shell is, it cannot stop the plague. No matter how strong the wings are, they are afraid of the strong wind… The power of the flesh is limited.”

"Our mimicry only allows us to better understand the world, smell, touch, taste, vision... Only after we experience this world can we know the source of those unknown hostilities."

"Mimicry is just a tool. Our real strength lies in our omnipresent hostility."

As he was talking, the balloon suddenly floated in front of Mo Ling.

"I know what you're doing here."

"what?"

"Do you want to know the source of our power?" Balloon asked seriously.

"Of course I want to know."

"Okay, then come and fight with me!" Balloon suddenly became excited.

Mo Ling was still confused as the balloon flew away again.

"You will soon learn where our strength comes from."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ling felt a lot of hostility surrounding him.

"Up there!"

Mo Ling looked up and saw a huge rock flying towards it.

“There’s one on the left, too!”

He turned around and saw that it was a lava wave surging towards him.

But that’s not all. “It’s on the right, it’s below, it’s in front… it’s everywhere!”

Stones, magma, high-temperature smoke and dust...

In an instant, Mo Ling was surrounded by hostility and danger came quietly.

"Why is there so much hostility all of a sudden?"

Not far away, the balloon was floating leisurely and the sponge line was swaying constantly, as if watching a good show.

"It's this!" Mo Ling quickly realized the culprit.

"how did you do it?"

"Hostile." Balloon replied calmly: "This is the hostility from the world."

The terrifying hostility was overwhelming, and Mo Ling felt like he was trapped in an invisible cage, waiting to be harvested by the enemy.

The overwhelming dangers seemed to come alive, and each one pointed its gun at him, determined to fight him to the death.

Boom!

The dust cloud outside the crater suddenly roared, and a muffled thunder struck out of nowhere, heading straight towards Mo Ling.

Mo Ling's body stiffened instantly, and countless hostility surged into his body.

That is the hostility coming from every electron.

They raged wildly, trying to kill their way into Mo Ling's body and crush every part of him into pieces.

The hostility warning had exceeded the limit. Mo Ling could only hear the piercing alarms like buzzing, but his body could not move.

Under this horrible perception, his sponge body broke down, and his physical strength was vulnerable to the hostility of the world.

At this moment, Mo Ling finally understood what Balloon had said before:
"Claws cannot break the flood..."

"The shell cannot stop the plague..."

"Wings, afraid of the wind..."

"Only hostility is real power."

Mo Ling understood everything instantly.

In the moment of enlightenment, he seemed to see all the messy hostility turned into strings.

Everything in the world is hostile, and everything has such a thread.

But now those lines are connected to him.

He was like a puppet at the mercy of others, with countless hostile strings tangled around his body, some wrapped around his neck, some pierced deeply into his body, and some gathered into a ball and stuffed into his eye sockets.

This is where the dangers come from.

When seeing these terrifying hostile lines, Mo Ling calmed down instead.

"I see. Is this the nature of hostility?"

At some point, Mo Ling had become filled with hostility, so those dangers would chase him and never give up.

Mo Ling took a deep breath and untied the hostile line wrapped around his neck.

The muffled thunder turned and struck the ground nearby.

Mo Ling did not hesitate and pulled out the thin wire that was pierced into his body.

The incoming lava waves suddenly hit the rocks and disappeared completely.

Then, Mo Ling reached his hand into his eye socket, pulled out the tangled ball of thread, and threw it towards the balloon in the distance.

The ball of thread was spinning, wrapping the balloon tightly.

At the same time, countless rocks fell down, instantly burying the balloon. The stirred magma spilled over the pile of rocks, and thick black smoke rose up.

Hostility shifted.

Mo Ling drew out all the hostility from him, and the dangers naturally went to other places.

At this moment, Mo Ling was no longer a puppet at the mercy of others.

An excited voice was heard from the pile of rocks in the distance:

"Congratulations, you've transcended!"

(End of this chapter)