The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Leaving behind the bicycle that made a sound similar to disintegration due to long-term lack of maintenance and overload use in a short period of time, Yang Lucun rushed into the basement of the Taoist temple and saw the "woman" who was laughing in a low voice and was extremely weak, and Yang Pojun who was lying on the ground and crying silently.

[284] Po Jun (IV)

what is that?

Something beyond imagination was lurking on Yang Pojun's body. Yang Lucun was glad that he was cautious and went out with the extremely powerful stick, while focusing his attention on the other party.

The black and red, skinless mass of flesh was squirming around Yang Pojun, and something like a mouth was opening and closing, making an unpleasant sound.

The monster seemed to "see" him and crawled past Yang Pojun, with tentacles extending from its body, looking like it was going to touch him.

Subconsciously, Yang Lu Cun pulled out the flesh tentacles.

“————!!!”

There was a sound that sounded like a wail, but it was definitely not something that could be described in human words.

He once again sharpened his focus.

Throughout his life so far, Yang Lu Cun has explored his own possibilities more than once, the thing that is called talent.

After exploring various meaningful aspects of life in a relatively broad and practical manner and drawing his own general conclusions, he began to conduct some abstract tests.

The final conclusion is that I may have a special talent for concentrating.

When a person's concentration reaches a certain level, external interference will be perceived inversely proportionally. Just like when doing homework or completing a single task in life, many people will slow down their perception of time and external sounds when they concentrate.

Yang Lucun's talent in this area is that he can minimize external interference.

Humans have five senses: sight, hearing, taste and touch.

Through extreme concentration, Yang Lu Cun can abandon the other four senses and strengthen a single sense to the extreme.

The vision became dark, the sounds began to fade, the smell disappeared, and the sour feeling in the mouth was no longer felt.

What replaced all this was the world of touch.

The air vibrates and hits the body surface, and an individual model of the enemy that is far superior to that established by vision is constructed in the mind. The process of seeing and transmitting to the brain for processing is abandoned, and the body is directly controlled by instinct.

The fighting instinct of the terrifying upright ape was a direct insult to his intelligence. His vigilance and bad impression of the mysterious existence gave his will absolute power.

The battle was so fierce that the sky was dark and the earth was chaotic!

The heavy long-handled weapon tore the flesh monster's body apart with precision and brutality at a speed no less than that of a spinning pen, shredding it into the smallest pieces.

……

I listened to the creature's voice, felt the memories that came into my mind, and understood its identity.

That is - a child of mine and my sister that should never exist in this world.

The bodies of twelve-year-olds and ten-year-olds are not fully developed, but they already have the potential to bear offspring.

As long as there is a certain degree of cognition based on the power of will, no matter how small the possibility is, it will be magnified to the extreme under the extremely strong will. Even a conceptual curse and the hatred and obsession inherited in the blood can break through the boundaries of time and space and come to the present.

That is a human being, incomplete but indeed with a physical body, who can be touched by anyone and even whose will can make it manifest as God.

That is God, born great, receiving the gift from the stars, and coming to the world.

It is the ultimate in evil and wickedness, a nightmare that combines the resentment of every generation of the family who died in the Twin Flower Ritual with the lifelong resentment of those who were saddened by their deaths to create an extremely strong consciousness.

Seeing its form reminds you of your worst fears.

Hearing its sound reminds me of the sound that makes me the most angry.

Smelling it will ring the most desperate moments.

The ancestor who created such a monster in order to protect all his children was forced by such a monster to kill almost all of his children.

The despair that came with waking up before my bloodline was cut off is deeply engraved in my heart at this moment.

It's approaching me...

And Lu Zun has arrived now.

No, don't come at this time!

Please, don't worry about me and go back!

I couldn't even make a sound, I could only pray.

Is the tragedy of the past about to happen again?

No...why?

Lu Cun...nothing happened?

He, defeated the evil nightmare?

A faint feeling as if my life was slipping away was dissipating from me. I tried to open my eyes, but could only see blurry shadows.

It was like a monster, as ferocious as a demon.

Ahhh...is this just wishful thinking?

Fatigue made me feel groggy.

It's over, it's all over.

I can't do anything anymore...

I really should go...

……

Yang Lucun distracted his attention just in time before killing Yang Pojun, and turned to look at the woman with marks on her neck.

"What did you do again?"

Now, no matter what the problem is, he doesn't even have to think about who the culprit is. He just goes straight to the point and asks.

"Ha ha……"

A weak, broken-voice-like laugh sounded.

"He wanted to kill me, but was stopped by that child. Normally, seeing, hearing, or touching that child would cause hallucinations that are bad enough to kill him, but because he is the biological father, he will be subconsciously protected by the child, and only the scene he expected to see appeared. It's like he saw that he successfully killed his own sister's body, but he didn't see the scene of you being killed in the end - instead, the child only briefly swapped his image with yours on the conscious level before he died."

It shouldn't be possible to speak such a long sentence so smoothly with that hoarse voice, but it really happened, and the other person's face became even redder.

"What a pity! I managed to save him - or was it her? The gender is hard to confirm due to her congenital disability. He gained the ability to survive in a long sleep by eating his other twin. Logically, he should have survived here until decades later when he had the strength to leave. But he woke up early because of his father's arrival - this is really..."

"Don't act like it's all his fault. If it weren't for you causing all this shit, Po Jun wouldn't have ended up like this in the first place."

"Hahaha, have you ever thought that since he's been tortured to this extent, why not just give him a quick death?"

"I should give you a quick death."

"Don't you want to save Wenqu?"

"You've been lying there for so many years, and I can't even hope that my sister is still alive. Rather than hoping that my wishful thinking will come true, it's better to let you die here. In this way, maybe everyone will have the possibility to move forward into the future, and there will be fewer unexpected things."

"Don't worry that I have some backup plan that will only be activated after you die."

"At least you'll be dead by then, and I won't blame you in the end, because I don't even want to waste the energy and memory to remember you."

"…Really, Lu Cun. You really could be the one to complete the ultimate connection between heaven and earth and realize the Yang family's great wish for generations."

"Are you done? Now that you're done, it's time to get going."

"Let me say a few words at the end - first, whether you believe it or not, I didn't leave any backup. Second, all the things that record the knowledge passed down by the ancestors of the Yang family, including the original bone tablets, the bamboo slips that were left by their abilities, and the dictionaries that tried to interpret Chinese historical characters and some foreign characters, and the original translation excerpts mentioned above are all there. You can use them as reference books to solve future troubles, or donate them to the country, or even burn them. But there is one thing - the genealogy of the Yang family, which is a ritual tool that can add the abilities brought by a name to the descendants after they are named. If you want to change Pojun's fate, name the male descendants of the three of you brothers [Yang Pojun], and then change your brother's name. In this way, he can avoid the fate of being the enemy of Pojun Star Lord to a certain extent, and the child will just have slightly worse luck."

"Third, Wen Qu is not actually dead. I used the branch of the technique that my ancestors explored to protect her soul. After continued research, it may be possible to let her survive in another way."

"Finally... I don't know what will happen to Wu Qu, the weaker twin, after Wen Qu completely loses his vitality. You have to be careful..."

The ugly weapon pierced into his neck. After shaking off the blood, Yang Lu Cun lifted up the opponent together with the meat monster.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought that such a thing could be the offspring of his younger brother. This thing was just a prop for Yang Tanlang to realize his boring wish.

Bury your sister, build a small grave and then flatten it.

As for the monsters... chop them up and feed them to wild cats and dogs, then kill and burn the wild cats and dogs to prevent future troubles.

My younger brother Pojun looks like he’s fine for now, so let’s leave him here for now. It’s so late, so just spend the night here and take him home tomorrow.

……

When I woke up, it was three days later.

Lu Cun was still alive, as if everything I had seen before was just an illusion.

He told me that he had killed his sister and that he would no longer go to that place to deliver food two days a week.

I knew that it was just a lie to comfort me, and that I was the one who killed my sister.

Ah, how gentle you are, Lu Cun, to tell such a lie for me.

I smiled and listened to him talking about how he had asked for leave from the teacher to take care of me who was sick and in the hospital.

It seems that the female classmate who had raped me before realized that she had done something too outrageous, and came to apologize after she came to her senses.

The reason why I was able to ask for leave so smoothly was that the other party helped to persuade the teacher.

Considering my feelings, Lu Cun accepted the gift but declined her request for an apology in person.

Honestly, I was relieved to hear this.

"Then I'll go back and bring the meal over. The doctor said that there's nothing wrong with your health and you can be discharged after a few days of rest and observation."

"it is good."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, I breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, that's good...

【Really? 】

The voice of Pojun Star Lord made me open my eyes suddenly.

[I'm still here, can things really end like this? ]

The tiger eyes with divine power stared at me majestically, as if trying to dig out the fear in my heart.

[There is no end, nothing is over, some things you can only face by yourself. ]

With these whispers, He disappeared.

Instead, there was a dark figure.

Evil nightmare.

Amid screams, the nurse rushed to my ward, but was scratched by me because I fought back violently due to my misogyny.

The evil nightmare is proof of sin and a never-ending nightmare.

I can't escape this in my life.

……

"You stinky little brothers! Your good big brother is fat and spicy!"

"What's with that silly tone? Did you become stupid from reading so much in Hezhong?"

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, it's just that my tongue is a little accustomed to the various English pronunciation habits and I couldn't change them completely right away, don't act like your good brother has become a bookworm."

"Then hurry up and bring your luggage with you to join us. Oh, by the way, mom is back home and will come back to visit us in a few days. If you rent a house from us, remember to sleep on the sofa."

"Brother, is it so rare that you don't even have a bed to sleep in when you come back?"

"I'm already being kind by not letting you sleep on the floor. You've been overseas for so long and we only contact each other a few times a month. And you're such a spendthrift."

"That's all my hard-earned money!"

"Speaking of which, you probably haven't done anything illegal."

“…Hahahaha, by the way, I brought a friend with me this time, and he’ll be staying here for a while too. Look, that’s the guy holding the door in the back.”

"What's wrong with you leaving the door open? Can you bring this thing through security? Holy shit, look, Third Brother! Wu Qu is back with his partner!"

"I saw it...long black hair, Asian face, eyes...pretty colored, is he wearing those things called...colored contact lenses? You're such a scumbag to let a girl hold the door."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be sexist!"

Looking at the looks of my two brothers, I felt sincerely happy.