My future is invincible?

Chapter 343 Fallen Freedom

Chapter 343 Fallen Freedom
Within the city, everything is imbued with a strong Victorian atmosphere: Gothic skyscrapers, skies where dusk and dawn are indistinguishable, dim and blurry gaslights, and androids dressed in polite clothes and gentlemen's attire... or rather, wild beasts wandering near the burning pyres.

Upon entering the city.

Lan Laomo then determined that the information field erosion in this place was already extremely severe.

The world in his eyes was divided into four layers.

First, there is the seemingly normal reality layer, where androids move cautiously between buildings. Everything seems normal, but beneath each piece of laminated metal lies the concept of painful faces and blood.

To avoid rapid contamination by the animal disease.

They invented a technique called blood sharing, commonly known as blood therapy, where androids alleviated the pain and disorientation caused by their bestiality through blood therapy. However, blood therapy is a short-sighted solution; if they continued sharing blood indefinitely, the eventual result would be that after a certain critical point, all the androids would be overwhelmed and fall into a deeper world together.

That's right.

The mobile city, like a corpse, has been divided into multiple layers.

The reality layer, then the nightmare layer seen by the second-stage beastmen, and the third-stage regional beasts, like echoing nails, have already torn reality apart in different virtual layers, staging some kind of chaotic drama where evil gods suddenly descend upon the normal world of small joys, making some virtual layers a scene of unbearable suffering.

Then, with the help of mobile cities.

Lan Yi saw the fourth floor!

This was something even Old Demon Lan hadn't anticipated. The colossal world actually existed, at an even more obscure level below the virtual layer! Within this level lay an extremely degraded information field, a poison extracted from the Oceanic Civilization's deterioration to its limit. The name of this poison was: Freedom!
How can one be free without falling into depravity?

Only the most extreme depravity can bring about the most extreme freedom.

Since 40,000 years ago, the VIP rooms that have been providing high-level VIPs with services including but not limited to cannibalism, brainwashing, sex slavery, and torture have finally lifted a corner of the glacier, carrying the deepest sins of the ocean, creating one evil god after another, spewing out all kinds of decadent and free concepts.

A broken drum is beaten by ten thousand people.

As the virtual layer begins to collapse, the AIs begin their slaughter, and the thought entities wail and die in the meat grinder. The permissions of the real layer also begin to disintegrate. The broken drum of the megastructure world receives a heavy blow. The concept of decadent freedom from the fourth layer has already pierced through the protection of the real layer.

Its concept...

It could cause the entire structure of the reality layer to fall apart!

such a world.

If the main world were to discover this, it would immediately organize the evacuation of uncontaminated life forms and then issue an extermination order to purify them. It's like meth; once someone is ruined by addiction, no amount of rescue can change that addiction completely controlling them. The addict will only fall back into depravity, dragging more normal people into the abyss.

Lan Yi made a mental estimate.

If one were to exert all their efforts, the main world would need unconditional support to maintain the balance of this world.

Anyway, this world is already unlucky enough.

Dilapidated and targeted by demons, it may even disintegrate now. Perhaps dying in a spectacular way is a good end, better than becoming a rotten source of plague and polluting more lives.

However, Lan Yi felt at this moment.

The fourth layer of depraved freedom, the concept of the poison of the ocean, shouldn't be able to erupt and destroy the world so easily, because Ash will also emerge from the virtual layer. Perhaps Gold foresaw this layer and used depraved freedom to trick Ash, but unfortunately, he died too soon.

Lan Yi didn't stare too much at the latrine on the fourth floor. Looking at that kind of thing too much would give you a sty.

Moreover, you'll be caught in the gushing torrents of the cesspool, so it's best to avoid watching if possible. If you do watch, you'll be met with the wrath of the Thunder God of the Nine Heavens, who will unleash a devastating barrage of lightning and fire to annihilate you.

Lan Yi has now arrived at the second level, which is the Nightmare Level.

Enveloped in darkness and nightmares, the city is filled with rust, filthy engine oil, and unsettling blood-red hues. Hanging in this nightmare is a celestial body that appears to be the moon, but it resembles a festering, murky eye, a creature-like structure of clouds stuck together in the center of the sky.

At first glance, it seems as if the eyes of some colossal creature are overlooking this nightmarish city.

If it's gold.

If he were to try to leave something here, he would definitely choose a life filled with hope, because that would be very much to the liking of the Blue Demon, and hope itself would attract the Blue Demon to come.

Lan didn't want to be discovered.

Will I be detected by the beastmen when I walk among them?

Often, it's only after Lan Yi has walked away for quite some time that the citizens having a barbecue or the wandering deep-transformed humans realize that someone just walked by. However, the androids' minds, corrupted by the beast virus, immediately forget about it and focus on the barbecue in front of them.

Walking in the city.

Everywhere you look, you can see the efforts of bionics to combat the animalistic disease.

Internally, a network of high walls divides the communities into smaller sections, attempting to isolate the spread of the beast disease. Meanwhile, nanobot packages and sealed metal coffins, visible everywhere in the streets and alleys, provide hunters with readily available assistance during the brutal urban warfare.

As Lan Yi navigated through the metal grids, the thing he saw most often was blood.

In the information field, the concept of blood is particularly emphasized.

Blood is a panacea.

A shot to get a beast-like form, a shot to get injured, a shot to get unhappy, a shot to get bored. And among the regional evils, over 90% of the core territories are related to blood. Some are bloodthirsty monsters that peel off skin, some are bloodthirsty centipedes that parasitize the bodies of ferocious beasts, and some are simply vampire squid.

The combat power of these things cannot be measured in terms of energy levels.

Because they are alienated beings within the nightmare layer.

Their specialty isn't to fight with weapons in a fair and square manner, but to roll around in a cesspool and throw excrement at their opponents.

Old Demon Lan could have a fierce fight, but he didn't want to be shoved with excrement, so he restrained himself from the surging bloodlust of Fallen Freedom. This was the concept most disgusting to psychic cultivators in the artificial god realm: Fallen Freedom. Once someone became intoxicated by this thing, in the eyes of psychic cultivators, that person was ruined and would never be able to reach the eighth energy level.

Although this is the black mud that evolved from the most extreme state of oceanic civilization, there are actually similar problems on the river side. It is also a kind of decadent freedom, but it is covered by a layer. Under the skin of immortality, there is a life of debauchery and no taboos.

The opposite of hope is not despair.

Instead, it's about unbridled indulgence.

Lan Yi is facing his greatest enemy.

(End of this chapter)

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