Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 212: Blessing of the scorching sun, the expression has not changed (4k)

If the person wearing the crown now is an ordinary person, or an ordinary transcendent, then the moment he comes into contact with such a huge amount of erosion from the abyss, his self-consciousness and soul will be instantly shattered into scattered fragments.

Naturally, death will be declared.

Then, within a short period of time - within 0.1 second, the massive erosion of the abyss will corrode the entire body, and then a new consciousness will be born in an instant to occupy this empty shell.

The newly eroded consciousness will retain some or even all of the memories of the past - but no matter what, the newly eroded consciousness will never have any similarities with the previously destroyed consciousness.

But most of the people who died from erosion were not so lucky as to be eroded by the abyss that could kill them in an instant. Therefore, they would only turn into the most common, unconscious and unintelligent erosion species.

And even the soul has an extremely strong sense of self - similar to Andesia, whose soul is like a sun.

As strong as they are, they will feel that their self-awareness and understanding of the outside world are becoming increasingly blurred in the wave of erosion.

As a result, they are eroded after a period of time that may be long or short, die quietly, and then are "reborn" after a long period of time.

But the original cleaning is different.

"It's so noisy..."

This was Yuan Qingzhuo’s first thought.

"It's so heavy..."

After hearing the whispers of thousands of people, Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't help but feel his sight being lowered a millimeter - this was the weight of the people and the country.

Although it only takes a moment to lift, I imagine that as time goes by, the weight will only become heavier.

Really, loud and heavy.

It was as if countless people were standing above his head, whispering day and night, regardless of time and place, to add pressure and burden to him.

This was what Yuan Qingzhuo was thinking after putting on the crown.

It was because a scarlet sun unexpectedly and gently enveloped his clear and pure soul, preventing it from being eroded and polluted by the constantly surging and roaring black waves outside.

With each passing second, the scale of the black wave became more and more terrifying due to the continuous input of the crown.

But no matter how huge the scale is, it will be evaporated into invisible steam when it approaches the sun, and then disappear inexplicably.

After confirming that the erosion could not cause any substantial impact on him anytime soon, Yuan Qingzhuo shifted his attention away from his soul and slowly opened his eyes.

Three minutes had passed in the outside world.

Almost all the burdens on his body disappeared in an instant, but Randkiel's spirit was tense again than in a long time. He stared vigilantly at Yuan Qingzhuo who was opening his eyes in front of him.

He couldn't guarantee that the person who opened his eyes now was still the Mr. Yuan Qingzhuo who had talked with him before - no matter what his talent or ability was, under the erosion of the abyss, only an extremely strong self could remain unchanged.

But what was the relationship between Yuan Qingzhuo and Ran Dekiel? How could he allow Ran Dekiel to open his soul to him so generously?

So Randkiel could only try to believe.

But having said that, Ran Dekiel was also prepared to take action - of course he could have taken action before, but not even as good as the average core-casting stage.

But after a large amount of erosion was input into the crown, Randkiel's strength, after losing the burden of the Abyss Erosion technique, has almost recovered to half of what it was before his death.

【How does it feel? 】

Ran Dekiel tried his best to keep calm and asked in the same tone as before.

"——It's worse than I thought. I always feel like there are so many people holding a meeting in my head. I may not be able to sleep well at night."

Yuan Qingzhuo pinched his temples with his hands, took a deep breath, and murmured softly: "I don't know if it will disturb Rush tonight."

It shouldn't be.

Why is the reaction so small?

Yuan Qingzhuo's unexpected calmness surprised Randkiel, and at the same time, alarm bells rang in his heart.

He probed again and asked cautiously:
[Sir, what is your name? Is it Mercy? ]

Compassion is a message contained in the erosion that the crown receives from the vast majority of people.

——If the original purity is eroded, the new consciousness should call itself this.

"mercy?"

Yuan Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, wondering if there was something wrong with Ran Dekiel's brain to ask such a question.

"Randkiel, you want me to be merciful?"

Or is there a backup plan in this crown, and it is intended to be used as a carrier to revive the true Mercy?
Thinking of this, Yuan Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed in his pupils.

Are you really okay?
Ran Dekiel couldn't help but be stunned - even the Mercy that had not yet disappeared had told him to observe himself at all times within a year of wearing the crown to prevent himself from being completely eroded.

But looking at Yuan Qingzhuo's performance now, it seems that this level is nothing to him?
This time, I was trying to survive and delay for a while, but it seems like my bet was right?
This guy seems to be completely different from the ordinary people who are eroded.

Ran Dekiel was a little confused, but after a moment, he adjusted his mindset and spoke to Yuan Qingzhuo:
[I'm glad you're alright, Mr. Yuan Qingzhuo... I was just testing whether you were corrupted.]

"I see. It's a reasonable move."

Yuan Qingzhuo, whose soul had just been stuffed with a lot of corrosion, found a similar answer from his memory with some effort, and nodded kindly.

But just when he was about to talk to Randkiel about the next plan, he was shocked to find that the abyss erosion input into the crown had suddenly decreased.

And this part cannot be explained by normal fluctuations.

"what's the situation?"

Yuan Qingzhuo looked up. He believed that Ran Dekiel also felt the inexplicable reduction in the source of erosion.

[The source of erosion flowing into the ritual has indeed been reduced for unknown reasons... but this has nothing to do with me, and I don't know the reason. ]

"Is this so..."

Ran Dekiel's answer was expected. After all, one couldn't expect a guy who had been buried underground for more than a few years to gain much useful information from the outside world.

However, if it had nothing to do with Randkiel, and the abyss erosion suddenly decreased - then Yuan Qingzhuo thought that the change was probably caused by a certain contestant.

who can that be?
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Heads and limbs flew up from the surging crowd, and were then swallowed by the red flames in the foggy air, turning into a wisp of flying ash.

The unconscious and unintelligent corrosive species rushed forward like a school of piranhas smelling blood, and were then torn into pieces by the dragon girl who was in the center of the entire encirclement.

Kill, kill, kill.

Smash the head, chop off the body, and crush the whole thing.

The pale sunlight above the gray fog in the distant sky did not change at all, and Caroline could not tell how much time had passed.

Caroline's concept of time began to become blurred and gradually began to lose its meaning to her.

Caroline's face was calm, and her movements did not change in the slightest because of the minor injuries.

It was obvious that he regarded the current situation as a practice no different from the previous meditation and body training.

The more difficult the situation is, the more we should treat it with a normal mind.

Caroline always kept in mind what Ann said to her.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill.

Countless erosion species rushed towards the only touch of red in this gray world. It took a long time to reach the red edge, but it only took a moment to be completely swallowed up.

It's just as foolish and selfless as a moth flying into a flame.

Until the white bones on the fist were exposed, the tender white skin was covered with criss-crossing new and old scars, and the blood was flowing again and again, Caroline stood still, and found in a daze that there were no more corrosive species around her that pounced on her.

Even if it was only temporary. Even if there were many corrupted guys not far away looking at her with all kinds of eyes.

"Have all the small fry finally been cleared out?"

Caroline raised the corner of her lips, twisted her dislocated wrist, and then the surging red spiritual essence wrapped around her whole body, sweeping away all the scars and dirt on her body.

The red hair fell down leisurely again.

The dragon girl stood proudly in place, and her vertical pupils turned around to take in all the guys with bad intentions.

A new species of erosion with a new sense of self-awareness was born, at least forty of them.

"So many people don't dare to come and kill me. I'm afraid they won't dare to go home because I'm blocking their doorsteps..."

She couldn't help but sneer: "Really, a bunch of rats."

This is the simplest provocation, but also the most useful provocation for these new consciousnesses.

Arrogant children who think they have experience can never help but be ridiculed by others - Caroline knows this very well and has not tried to change it yet.

Because I don't bother to change.

He stretched out his hand and firmly grasped a fist that appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Caroline raised her head and smiled mockingly, but her eyes were calm, as if she treated the powerful corrosive species in front of her as a wisp of blood and energy floating around her body that urgently needed to be refined.

No fluctuations.

"Upgrading to the Sublimation Stage, is this all your strength?"

She asked in confusion, and then was attacked by more people at the same time.

——This is what she wanted.

In the brief intervals between killing countless enemies, even Caroline, who was always so focused on her practice that it was puzzling to others, sometimes couldn't help but get distracted.

she was thinking.

I thought, “Yuan Qingzhuo, please don’t fail.”

Think of this again and again.

Ann once told Caroline not to place her expectations on others without authorization, as that would only lead to her being disappointed in the future.

Caroline remembered it clearly.

But now Caroline couldn't help but look forward to Yuan Qingzhuo's success.

Why should we expect anything without authorization?
Caroline thought she didn't know either.
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The clever angel director directed Caroline on his left hand and Yuan Qingzhuo on his right hand, and then directed Vic in the middle to explain the knowledge about the abyss erosion to Vina.

This will allow everyone on the main stage to see Caroline's determination and persistence.

It also allows everyone on the side stage to see the reason why Caroline did what she did—the young man who dared to wear the Crown of Mercy.

It also allows viewers who have only a limited understanding of the subject to hear from Vicchi a "course" about the current situation that is simple and in-depth, and is specifically designed to be understandable to those who have no prior knowledge of the subject.

It’s like, one fish, three ways to eat it!
I really am a genius!
The director, who was ready to switch screens at any time, couldn't help but cheer, causing the trembling assistant beside him to stutter: "The ratings of the entire Abyss have exceeded 20%, the ratings of the Seventh Heaven have exceeded 62%, and the ratings of the Mercury Heaven have exceeded 98%..."

"Boss, it's okay for you to do this, right?"

Focusing the main and secondary stage's attention on just two contestants for a long time is simply a blatant pairing, which is contrary to Tiangang's approach.

If the higher-ups knew about this later, it would not be as simple as just a reprimand.

"You know nothing!"

The excited director took the time to spit in the face of the civil engineering angel who had just graduated from Yueliangtian First College a few months ago. He shouted loudly: "Ratings! Ratings! Ratings are everything!!!"

"Look, I'll make Seventh Heaven's ratings break 70% during the auditions!!!"
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“Isn’t it the Grand Duke who is wearing the [Crown of Mercy] on this stage?!”

"Brother, it's true! Fortunately, we didn't really provoke him back then!"

"Hmm? But why is there an unfamiliar dragon lady on the main stage? Didn't the Grand Duke say that Lord Rush is his sister? Where are the shots for Lord Rush?!"

"This director is really forcing the CP together, will they cut it?"

"But brother, I think the red-haired dragon girl is pretty handsome too..."

Even the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monsters that randomly spawned on the roadside were discussing them.

The two little guys really stole the show.

Flandel, who took some time to watch the live broadcast during his commute, raised his eyebrows and searched for a long time but could not find the personal perspective belonging to "Contestant Rush".

A few seconds later, Flandre remembered that Rush had withdrawn from the audition and was waiting to enter the next round...

The main stage and the side stage are so lively, I wonder how Rush would feel after seeing it.

Farandel thought with pleasant malice:

Will you cry out "wooooa"?
“Hahaha…it would be better if someone could live stream little Rush’s expression for me right now.”

Just as Farandel was thinking this with a sense of amusement in his heart, a call suddenly came in.

——【Tribunal Sunday】.
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Rush is watching the live broadcast.

Sitting on the sofa, watching the live broadcast coldly.

Watch the live broadcast with a blank expression.

The expression did not change.

There really hasn't been any change.

It was as if I was just a bystander, a third person who had nothing to do with this.

——I can feel the glances coming secretly from all directions, some of which are curiosity, some of which are gloating, and some of which are admiring.

Yes, I can feel it clearly.

But, what does that matter?

After going through the hard training of being the chief judge, Rush is no longer the child who would be frightened by the mere looks of others.

Only those who remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of them can be said to be truly unaffected by external changes.

Haha, just a director and other people’s eyes.

They are just a bunch of outsiders who know nothing.

Do they know that they were born with Zhuo Ge, slept with Zhuo Ge since childhood, and Zhuo Ge made his own meals?

These people know nothing.

Just a bunch of followers who became interested because the stupid director didn't cut to the screen.

In an instant, the main stage image was split into two.

On the left is Caroline, covered in blood, glancing to the right, while on the right is Yuan Qingzhuo, wearing a crown, looking to the left.

Rush: “…”

"Caroline...!!!"

(End of this chapter)