As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

Jianzi slowly raised his hand.

Her right hand was clenched with four fingers, with only her thumb sticking up high, as if preparing to press down.

"You are Sequence 7, which is indeed stronger than me. Even now, I have only just touched upon the abilities that only Sequence 7 possesses!"

Click!

Jianzi pressed his thumb down into the void.

The countdown has been reset to zero!

The great-grandson clearly heard the cracking sound!

It was as if a tangible voice was resounding in its heart.

"Do not!!!"

It only had time to let out a loud roar!

The great-grandson's thoughts, which were being slowly eroded and disintegrated by the tide, suddenly became knotted.

All the thoughts tangled together like thorns, a mix of bitterness, sweetness, sourness, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness—the full spectrum of life's flavors—and his long-forgotten childhood memories surfaced...

When I was born, I opened my eyes to a vibrant world and my father's kind face.

The elders looked on with satisfaction as their child took his first unsteady steps.

His knowledge of a wide range of schools of thought left his clansmen in awe.

Everyone elevated him to a pedestal; he was a chosen one, exceptionally talented, intelligent, and possessed unwavering ambition and goals for the future.

On the day the gods fell, their incarnations on earth all underwent strange changes.

He awakened through the blood sacrifice of several members of his clan; the blood of the first emperor fully revived within him, making him a transcendent being, but his power at this stage was still insufficient.

Somehow, driven by a desire for power, he slaughtered his entire clan, from the oldest to the youngest, sparing not even infants in the womb. He sacrificed his entire tribe, rising from Sequence 9 to Sequence 8 in an extremely short time.

His humanity seemed to have been devoured by an unseen beast, blinding him until he fell into demonic ways, and now, he remembered everything...

The great-grandson was in extreme pain at this moment. He kept screaming, as if he were in the longest nightmare.

And all of this, like a film reel played backwards, one beginning and the other end, like a circle of memories, plays out repeatedly.

Finally, after countless repetitions, the circle containing all his memories began to collapse, like a black hole where all gravity failed and it collapsed into a single point, condensing everything into that point.

Then that point suddenly exploded, and everything will turn into nothingness!

The great-grandson's bizarre form rapidly deformed, inflating like a balloon.

Suddenly, it broke free from Jianzi's mental influence.

But it was too late. Its thoughts had already collapsed, its reason was rapidly dying out, like a human being swallowed by a swamp, ultimately leaving no trace of its existence. All evidence of its existence vanished like smoke at the first light of dawn...

"I'll be waiting for you in the abyss, not in hell..."

It screamed uncontrollably, but before it could finish speaking, its body expanded to a certain size, and then with a bang, it exploded rapidly, leaving nothing behind.

Neither matter nor soul exists anymore.

When a person's life comes to an end, but thought completely ceases, all that remains is this endless nothingness...

Yotsuya Miko gazed at the spot where her great-grandson had disappeared.

Her face was very pale, indicating that she had exhausted herself.

"Hell is not the final destination; everything will come to an end."

She murmured the second half of the sentence that her great-grandson had failed to say.

Then the great-grandson's life came to an end.

"Initially, human nature was neither good nor evil, but ignorance. There are no born evil beings, just as there are no born gods."

"In the years that follow, gods and demons gradually emerge, influencing our behavior."

"I've heard that for those humans who harbor demons within, the hardest thing to face is their own past..."

Seeing that his son seemed lost in thought, was his great-grandson also like that?

In that final roar, she heard this inhuman demon suffering because of his humanity.

Thinking of this, her vision went black and she almost fainted. Nishimiya Yuzuru caught her in time, and Yurikawa Hana came over and asked with concern, "Kiko, are you alright?"

Xiao Hua sighed softly. Using the same methods as Sequence 7 for Sequence 8 was still too much of a stretch.

But the results were remarkable. After her great-grandson became possessed by a demon, his fighting power increased rather than decreased. She had no choice but to turn around and run away with Jianzi.

"I'm fine, it's just that my body can't take it anymore." Jianzi opened her eyes, her vision was blurry, and she said weakly.

Xiao Hua touched Jianzi's body and found it to be cold, indicating hypothermia.

Despite the torrential rain, both she and Yuzuru managed to use their extraordinary abilities to keep themselves dry.

Even if I see the child, I can still influence reality with my mind, but the clothes are still dry.

This kind of hypothermia is a normal phenomenon.

"Your life is coming to an end."

"This is a good thing, it means I'm about to become a Sequence 7. Xiaohua, you should also work hard."

Yotsuya Miko smiled and said that once she returned and settled down, she would be able to get promoted directly.

To her surprise, Kuroko didn't cause any trouble. She had been quiet for a while, seemingly preparing something.

Yotsuya Miko carefully sensed it and couldn't help but frown slightly. In a daze, she saw a sun.

Yes, in her mind, she saw a sun.

But that scene was fleeting.

At that moment, she finally realized that she had forgotten something.

It's related to that sun.

She vaguely heard a cold remark.

"...the sun......lights the way forward..."

That was the sound of the Heavenly Music, but the memory is hazy.

Seeing that Zi had restrained his curiosity to get to the bottom of things.

A realization dawned on her: once she fully advanced to Sequence 7, she would be able to recall this experience.

There was no rush, because she had complete confidence in Tendo Kagura.

If it's hers, it absolutely can't escape; this is Tendou Kagura's protective measure.

But that bastard Kuroko somehow crossed the line.

"Hua, you need to hurry too."

At this stage, the physical body nourishes the spiritual body, transforming all life energy into mental energy.

For spiritual healers, the body is a cage, a chain, a bondage.

To escape the cage and achieve spiritual freedom, one must reduce the strength of the cage, thin the chains, and let the restraints loosen automatically.

This stage can hone one's spirit and enhance one's mental strength, and it is also the level where the struggle between the physical body and the spiritual body is most intense.

When qi and blood are depleted, it is equivalent to being on the verge of death, like a critically ill patient who, in the later stages, can hardly even move a finger, until the body dies naturally.

This process is painful, but it is a necessary step to complete Sequence 7.

The Sequence 7 hypnotist of spiritual practitioners employs more diverse methods.

For example, by altering common sense, one can arbitrarily fabricate and distort human cognition, and this distortion is irreversible.

Secondly, it allows one to subtly plant hidden dangers in the minds of others.

There are many types of hidden mines, such as memory mines, emotional mines, and the most terrifying mental mines.

Memory mines can erase a person's memories, whether they are memories of objects or memories of people.

An emotional landmine can explode, causing a loss of emotional well-being in humans.

The Mind Bomb can directly erase all of a person's thoughts, emotions, and memories at the psychological level, reducing everything to zero and leaving them in a vegetative state.

Of course, the power of these three most common types of lightning can also be adjusted.

It can be eradicated temporarily or permanently.

"Sequence 7 of the Warrior system... Hmm, I have a clue, but I just can't seem to get past it." Yurikawa sighed, suspecting that she hadn't accumulated enough experience.

Yotsuya Miko said softly, "Koyuki, let's go back quickly, an even bigger storm is coming."

Her spiritual power underwent a qualitative change, completely transforming into mental power. Both her perception and intensity increased more than tenfold, allowing her to sense from afar an immeasurable and terrifying being approaching.

She closed her eyes, and all she could perceive was endless war and death.

That's the Doomsday Knight!

An even more violent storm is approaching Chiba!

Sequence 7 is far from enough!

Survival itself is the most powerful resistance against absurdity: Chapter Twelve: Human civilization should continue to exist.

Yotsuya Miko and Yurikawa Hana return to Chiba.

They first went to the fortune-telling shop in the shopping street, pushed open the door and met Granny Sanzhi.

The house was dimly lit, with all the furniture placed in the corners to make room.

Only a single white candle burned quietly, emitting a faint light.

Grandma Sange was old, slightly plump, and extremely short. Her face was covered with many age spots and wrinkles. The wide hood of her ceremonial robe covered the upper half of her face, while the lower half of her face appeared dark and indistinct in the candlelight, making her look extremely mysterious.

She sat on the carved magic circle, took a piece of white paper from her sleeve with two fingers, held it upright in front of her, and muttered incantations.

As she chanted the incantation, lines of mysterious text gradually appeared on the white paper.

Xiao Hua stood not far away, put Jianzi down, and let her lean against the wall. The two of them did not disturb Grandma Sanzhi's spirit communication ceremony.

A hint of weariness appeared in Granny Sanzhi's eyes. She was already so old, yet she still had to get involved in such a momentous matter.