Gradually, it shrank in the girl's sight.

Finally...it turned into the shape of a "human".

But it's just a shape.

It was just a copycat, using fog to make the limbs, head, and torso.

Its head was shaking, as if it was peeking at the small world around it.

Then the central part opened its mouth, imitating the human's laughter:

"It's really rare... In this world, besides the one person I met before, there is another non-God that can capture my form."

Perhaps he wasn't making any sound.

The meaning was just conveyed and was understood by Lily.

Lily still didn't reply, but just stared silently at the unknown thing in front of her.

It turned its head again, as if it was looking down at its new body:

"Human. I didn't expect that my existence in your heart would be like this."

"Don't like it?" Lily asked.

"It's too ugly." It said, "Even if you have a serious prejudice against me, this wretched and weak appearance is really far from my true nature."

"What do you want to become?"

"Some people describe me as a ferocious figure with huge teeth on my face and huge horns on my head. Some people think that I am a fallen rebel with six wings on my back, hanging upside down in the sky. Some people describe my speech as a huge hole in the sky and the pouring of the stars to accommodate my consciousness." It said:

“Even the weakest humans try to depict their ideal form with their limited knowledge.”

It said: "But you alone...seem unwilling to give me even the slightest concept of emotion."

"It can't be helped." Lily said, "You just have to make do with it for now."

Two small holes appeared on its head again... Lily realized that it was staring at her.

It opened its nonexistent mouth again and said:

"...You have no feelings for me. In fact, there is no 'sensibility'."

"Still, a little bit."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have appeared in front of you in this body - but you were unwilling to give me even a little bit of the most basic parts."

"This is the most I can give you."

"I see, I see." The Black Mist Monster smiled, "You were born without a part of a 'human'."

It also says:

"Well, man, let's forget about the physical form. Why did you pull me into this [world]?"

Lily says:

"This is not a place you should be. Go back."

"otherwise?"

"No more," said Lily.

Its shape froze, and then the mist began to swell again:

"Hahahaha - interesting, interesting! You are not a god, so what do you have to rely on to order me around?"

His body gradually spread out, returning from the shape of a human to a mass.

"Who are you?" Lily asked.

It seemed as if it had been waiting for this question for a long time... Perhaps it was only because Lily realized that the other party wanted her to ask this question that it asked it.

A ball of black fog was tumbling and trembling in the air.

It is speaking, but the meaning cannot be described in words.

Lily barely caught its words.

——It has no spirit and no form.

——There is no matter, no consciousness.

——There is no goal, no meaning.

——There is no birth, no death.

"You can call me that—"

It is not a concept of this world, but only God can be equal to it in terms of rank.

Coming across the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, one of the ultimate collections of contradictions and paradoxes.

Waves and particles. The king of superposition of possibilities.

"【King in the Box】."

151. Human Sensibility

King of the box.

Being a collection of contradictory and paradoxical concepts.

Existence is one with the world, and no one can kill it - even if the shape in front of it is erased and disappears, it will not have any impact on its essence.

Actually, only God is of the same kind as them.

Its essence is a mystery.

It is a collection of various possibilities and also an extension of various possibilities.

It's like trying to catch fish with a large net with holes in it. The fish may always be able to pass through the single hole correctly - but no one can tell whether it has escaped until the net is pulled out.

The only chance for it to escape is the moment you pull out the fishing net.

The [Unknown] in front of you is the king of this concept.

However, this world is not its origin.

It must have taken a lot of effort to get here.

"So, how did you get in?"

Lily asked.

The thick fog in the sky changed its form and took on a human shape again.

"It must be said that this is an impregnable fortress, a world built by several gods. However, there is only one omission, which is the existence of 'human beings'."

"..."

"Human emotions, emotional contradictions. That is an area that even gods cannot fully control. It must be said that it is an extremely useful loophole." Black Mist said, "The human you located is one of them. He is full of arrogance about his own power and useless inferiority. The combination of the two can cause enough division and conflict."

It goes on to say:

"At first, they were terrified by my power, cried about my irrational ideas, and even called me 'evil'. But everything they accused clearly came from themselves."

Human emotions become the loophole through which the King in the Box can infiltrate the world.

Lily then asked:

"Why do you have to stay in this place?"

Its body gradually floated in the air, covering a flat layer in the sky.

"I have also heard it." It continued:

"The people of this world, angels, dragons, elves, vampires, dwarves... the [Sons of God] of the five great gods are fighting for the inheritance of the new round of gods in this world. However, the struggle here is like a quagmire without water flowing, and it has been dead for a long time."

It seems to be proud of its existence:

"Then my arrival means I will become the sixth god of this world. My descendants... will be the sixth clan, right?"

"Are you also someone who is eyeing the throne of God?"

"The title of God is still just an empty title to me. We don't have the attributes of being strong or weak. But it's okay if you understand it this way."

"What can this world give you?"

"Nothing," it said. "But, Son of God, do not judge us by your own thoughts. We are fundamentally different."

"But you want to be a god here." Lily asked.

It chuckled:

"Exactly."

Lily shook her head.

She and it could not understand each other from the beginning.

"Why, Son of God... do you still want to drive me away?"

"It was a promise after all," Lily said.

There was something akin to mockery in its words—of course, Lily could only describe it as laughter.

"According to your thinking, I am the enemy of your world and God. I respect your views and do not expect your understanding. But relying on this level alone... it is too unrealistic to want to drive me away."

Its body gradually expanded, attempting to completely submerge the sky and the ground. The moment it touched the flowers on the ground, they gradually became transparent and disappeared. Even the soil under the flowers and grass lost most of its shape and concept, barely maintaining the separation of space.

In the end, only the half of the world where Lily was standing still had the image of the sky and the leek meadow.

"I also met someone before. She showed me the way to the throne of God, and I listened to her request and cultivated my offspring here." It said: "Those offspring can obtain a part of my power... and this person, who is one of the number zero offspring, seems to have been noticed by you, so you temporarily captured my form."

"..."

"I have to say that you are already strong enough as a human being. But that's fine. The rest of my descendants will naturally carry out my orders while I am still here... Perhaps it's about time."

"It's enough to just get rid of you."

"Oh, Son of God. Even if you kill me here and wipe out my existence, you can't kill me or even affect my power in the slightest. As long as the world exists, my existence is inevitable unless there is a higher concept to replace it. What's more, you don't even fully understand my content."

Hong Hao's sea of ​​black fog changed shape again.

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