The Riddler Get Out of Terra

He knew what this layer of skin covering his body was.

Jorum killed Kazdare from the inside. He was born and hatched from his thigh, drank up his legacy, usurped his body, and left only a layer of skin to be exiled in the virtual world.

This is the stage of inhuman things, and Jorun ate Kazdaele, tore apart his last remnant, and logged it into the boundless sea of ​​longing.

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Chapter No.17 Return

Nothingness and vastness are experiences that are difficult to classify into the same category. The former is often described as the boundless sky, while the latter often appears along with the boundless blue sea.

The sky is high and the sea is vast, false imagination and actual existence are contrasted, and the clear distinction gives sensory information of unusual images to words.

The sea of ​​longing mixes these two words.

Qiao Lun stared at the endless sea of ​​longing in front of him and thought boredly.

He is indeed trapped here, unable to find the entrance to the psychic sea, and unable to find the dawn of escape from the sea of ​​longing.

More urgently, as he devoured the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​remembrance, his bloody body, now like a skinned beast, was inevitably growing in size - which meant that as time went by, the entrance that was originally just enough for his own upgrade would become bigger. Gradually it no longer fits.

"Sure enough, that monster is probably trapped in the sea of ​​longing just like me. The difference is that I am obsessed with exploration, while it only cares about what to eat today."

Qiao Lun tried to sense the sea of ​​spiritual energy. Sure enough, as the intensity of his spiritual energy continued to increase, his sense of the material plane also continued to increase. Perhaps when his spiritual energy reached a certain node, he could pass through the virtual realm. Project your power onto Terra and create your own monster corps.

Then accept it as such

Life is trapped in the sea of ​​longing?

Qiao Lun sneered disdainfully at his lazy thoughts fueled by the ever-expanding psychic energy, and began to prepare an escape plan:

What should I do if my soul is trapped and unable to escape?

The technological world may be helpless, but in some worldviews, such a situation is not comparable to that of a broken little finger...

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Alphonse Edward Hotel in Kazdaele Capital.

Victoria's envoy, who was sleeping on the large wooden bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"He" looked at his fat beer belly and his arms that were no longer as strong as in his prime with disgust, and then slowly stood up.

This person is still in a high position and can get a single room for private use in the Edward Hotel. On the desk of the hotel suite, contracts filled with lengthy regulations are piled up. At a glance, you can see the words "Free the Citizens of Victoria" written in thick ink. and provide compensation" pattern.

"He" calmly walked over and took a few glances. He grinned at the various whimsical demands and laughed silently and ironically for a while. Then he opened the curtains with a swipe and carefully stared at the dark night view of Alphonse. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

Peng——

what happened?

The obese Special Envoy Feilin looked out the window at the silent night with an inexplicable look on his face. He looked at his hands in disbelief. Finally, he walked to the desk with his loose Victoria custom-made pajamas, only to find that the documents showed no sign of being tampered with. He was helpless. Sighed.

Did you think Kazdaele's secret guards would respond, but instead they didn't pay attention to these treaties that demanded sky-high prices and paid back the money?

The special envoy covered his head with a headache, and began to have a very bad premonition about the discord between the new country and the old empire.

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The psychic sea shared by Feathers surges like crazy!

A huge amount of spiritual energy is poured into the floating spiritual energy sea, and unprecedented energy is filled into the illusory and helpless thinking network!

A huge number of feathers were re-dyed and controlled by spiritual energy, and the black hand that secretly controlled each feather finally appeared - the colorless and senseless spiritual wind derived a brilliant crimson light because of this continuous spiritual energy. The extremely active psychic changes even caused a storm in the psychic sea!

The feathers disintegrated, shattered and formed again one after another. In reality, a large number of middle-level officers of the Fifth Legion, Kong Ming, Lei Sang, Ursha, Longmen Hao Zhao, who were dealing with official duties... their bodies trembled at the same time!

Fortunately, the changes only occurred within the time frequency of extreme overclocking. The control of the legion that Jolon had set up early would not be broken and cause panic. The tragedy of a major accident at the founding ceremony of Kazdaele's First Empire did not happen.

——Wendigo and Forest Elves are both special units. They only need to show their faces at the ceremony to complete the mission. The strangeness of the two entire legions has not been discovered.

The Shadow Demon has been lurking in the Shadow Realm where countless corpses and bones of the Shadow Demon have been buried for a long time. Even if they disappear collectively, they will disappear quietly.

Among the hundreds and thousands of feathers, only a dozen or so special-colored feathers struggled to resist - the scales and feathers as blue as the shallow sea and the ice-blue down feathers were the easiest to resist. The other feathers relied on the two to resist the excessive force. Psychic Tide.

Qiao Lun stood quietly outside the psychic ocean, watching the feathers' instinctive struggle.

The next moment, no matter how wise and powerful he was, his thin will was completely at its limit, and only Qiao Lun's will descended into the lonely and deserted spiritual sea again.

Even the resentment that the feathers deposited on the bottom of the sea was just Qiao Lun.

It's like a dream, Jolon thought.

He used plural forms of vision to observe the sky at the same time. The stars in the sky zoomed in and out like eyes. The whistling of spiritual energy allowed him to easily see which stars were created by external gods and which ones were the laws of nature.

But this time there was no sarcasm or advice.

Feathers condensed and combined in the bloody wind, and then quickly scattered, just like Qiao Lun's strangely calm mood at this moment.

The existence of feathers is to relieve loneliness, so he mixed the personality with the remaining memories in the corpse to create different wills:

General Manager Zhuge Kongming, Dragon Gate Director Hao Wenyuan, Father Macron of Syracuse, Hidden Witch Bemos of Letania...

They seem to be completely different. They are noisy in the psychic sea, and their relationships with real people are deepening. It seems that every existence has a clear love and hate, and there is a faint danger of breaking away from the will of the psychic sea.

But when Jo Lun truly mobilized all his strength, everything was silent, everyone was silent, and the endless feathers turned into armor to protect the strong wind. Even the power was just a plaything in Jo Lun's palm.

——He established the Sakaz Empire, devoured Kazdel, opened the entrance to the Sea of ​​Memories, and was promoted to a creature on another level, but it seemed that he was the only one who existed beside him.

"..."

The existence in the starry sky is indeed vast. When Qiao Lun fell into the sea of ​​longing, he felt that the combination of the people of Terra and spiritual energy was far beyond his own strength. However, when he stared at the sky, he realized that the sea of ​​spiritual energy was just an insignificant part among the stars in the sky. One.

——In human fantasy, it is always believed that the life born on a planet is enough to resist countless monsters in the universe. It seems that Blue Star is a planet destined to be different. As long as you get the power of Blue Star, It's not impossible to shatter galaxies.

But this is destined to be just a fantasy. Qiao Lun looks at the stars that are dimming and brightening in the sky, and he feels insignificant.

on this planet

All living beings seemed to think that it would be good to be king and hegemon on the planet. When Qiao Lun looked in other directions in the sea of ​​longing, all he saw was vast tracts of loneliness.

——Many inhuman things have rejected the four years of imprisonment in high school and chosen to descend into the psychic sea.

Even with the development of human technology, many powerful beings have become cautious enough to hide their true bodies in the ethereal sea of ​​spiritual energy!

It seems that there is only one chance to enter the sea of ​​longing, either to be imprisoned in it or to leave permanently.

"I can't do that."

Qiao Lun looked at the existence on this land, and his faith suddenly arose.

They have worked very hard. Many people are really working hard to survive, reproduce, and work. Ordinary human nature is silently thunderous.

But it's not enough, Jolon thought.

No, it should be said that such a day should not be what I pursue.

He suddenly had a fear of Kong Ming's life, and it seemed that it would not be so good to have someone to accompany him.

Qiao Lun made up his mind.

Chapter 18 The Four Gods of the Void Realm

"Well, although I know you made a lot of discoveries in the Sea of ​​Missing, but what is this?"

Kong Ming looked at the four strange things split by Qiao Lun with a strange look on his face and asked him.

——Although there is nothing wrong with the unification of all things, but he is the only one left. Doesn’t it mean that the entire Kazdaele affairs must be handled by him alone?

I can't stand it just thinking about it.

In the end, Qiao Lun chose to continue splitting the feathers, forming incarnations that seemed to have all kinds of weird personalities.

Nothing seems to have changed in the psychic sea. Kong Ming is still so overworked, Akashi is still hurriedly doing experiments, Jean Bart keeps communicating with Hao Zhao to infer the practice method of "Tai Qing Yi Qi Zhen Jie", Klein Make a pie for investors in Victoria.

Even Macaron secretly planned to contact Hao Zhao the next day to continue training the disobedient little white wolf.

Only Qiao Lun knew that although everyone seemed to be doing their own thing and had some different thoughts, in the end, they failed to form a new personality.

They are just virtual idols artificially synthesized by someone else - although these idols are not real people, they are indeed worthy of every pusher's dream.

"They are existences similar to you, but I don't intend to give them personalities. They will exist as filters for me in the sea of ​​thoughts, helping me absorb those ownerless spiritual energies more efficiently."

Qiao Lun ended the idea expressionlessly, talking to Kong Ming as usual.

Am I starting to go crazy?

Thinking of the black mist in the psychic sea, Qiao Lun couldn't help but make an assessment of his mental condition.

"There's no need to think too much. Maybe you need to take some time to descend into another incarnation, go to a strange country that doesn't realize you, and do what you want to do there, so that you can see what the problem is, right?"

Kong Ming advised thoughtfully.

In other words, the calm and rational voice inside Qiao Lun's emotions took rescue measures for his own situation.

"Then what's the point of these four filters? I don't think four filters are worth the trouble of having to look to other feathers for perspective."

Before Qiao Lun could make any earth-shattering decision, Kong Ming automatically skipped the somewhat heavy topic and continued to ask Qiao Lun.

——Qiao Lun is such a person. No matter what kind of decision or emotion, this seemingly outgoing and optimistic guy will keep it secret in his heart first, not letting anyone know about the thin and pale soul under an old tree trunk.

"The sea of ​​longing is related to the will of Terran humans." Qiao Lun said as Kong Ming nodded in affirmation.

"These spiritual energies are closely connected to the will. At the same moment when the spiritual energy is absorbed, the thoughts contained in the spiritual energy will enter my mind."

"A very familiar ending, reminds me of someone."

Kong Ming said.

"That's right, it's just like the melting core," Qiao Lun confirmed his question: "If you devour it regardless of the cost, the final result will be a Shirter who doesn't recognize his relatives and has a fragmented memory. There will be no trace of the melting core."

"So you created these four senseless fallen angels?"

Kong Ming pointed at the four light groups. At this moment, they were displaying the four colors of red, blue, green, and purple in the psychic sea, and occasionally switched to each other. The frequency was very close to the speed at which the "two" of them spoke.

"Or does it have some symbolic meaning?"

"They represent the four emotions related to me in the psychic sea. The red color is responsible for filtering out those warlike and crazy men - they still have dreams of rushing into the Alphonse Government Palace and cutting off Leisan's head. Maybe With their lack of ravines and extremely poor brains, they can’t imagine what the existence of Lysandral means.”

"Blue is responsible for filtering out those clever conspirators - a group of rats hiding in the dark actually think that they can harm people's lives with their tricks that can't accept the slightest change? His and their tricks make me laughable."

"Green represents the sighs of those poor people - they were either directly or indirectly saved by us, or they are grateful or respectful and are making waves in the spiritual sea. Those infected who learned that we will specialize in research on mineral sickness are also praying for life. A miracle, but such emotions will still make me weak, so I need to filter them.”

"What about the purple one?"

Kong Ming looked at the purple light ball bouncing to his feet with great interest - this light ball was bigger than him.

The brothers and sisters were much more lively. When the red one pressed the blue light ball and hit it to death, the little purple ball, which was also hit by the red light ball, ran to Kong Ming's feet with great wit.

The light on his body flickered, and Kong Ming could actually see the pitiful meaning in the bright changes of the light - this light ball didn't look simple, it should be better than the green light ball squatting there obediently and motionless. There are many dangers.

"I suggest you kick him away. He is responsible for absorbing the desires related to us." Qiao Lun said.

"Uh," Kong Ming stiffened and asked cautiously, "Is it what I think?"

Qiao Lun didn't say anything, and pointed him to look at the red sharp horns that gradually grew on the purple light group - it was very similar to Nian's horns, or in other words, almost exactly the same except for the size.

"Well, it seems that he has begun to absorb the desires of the surrounding creatures."

Kong Ming stretched out two fingers, took the small horn extending from the purple light group and threw him to the side of the blue light group that was howled by the red light group - the moment the latter was hit by the purple light group, he screamed with a squeak The purple light group acted as a shield, and he retreated decisively and ran away.

However, it seems that the blue light group is not a good person. He is sneaking close to the green light group lying motionless, obviously preparing to drag the latter into the whirlpool of being beaten violently by the red light group.

It seems that his idea is about to come true - the purple light group that has discovered the clue is also moving the battle line closer to the other two light groups, and it is obvious that he has no intention of sacrificing himself for the red light group.

"These are the only plans at this stage?"

"only these."

"What about the follow-up plan?"

"The follow-up is an experiment: these light groups will continue to absorb the emotions in the sea of ​​​​missing, and filter the huge pure spiritual energy to me. Then what will they derive from this process? The emotions they have are all from the sea of ​​​​missing itself, and they will also Does it trigger the reaction of longing for the sea?

If they can, there are only four filters on the left and right, and the loss is lost. If not, can they trigger psychic energy to approach in the sea of ​​​​missing on their own?

If the experiment is successful, no matter whether there is anyone in this world who interacts with us, I will receive a steady stream of psychic changes, and even derive countless powers. "

"This is really a grand plan." Kong Ming boasted, "But aren't you afraid of overturning? If you attract that monster, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"

"Then the result will be the same as the first choice," Qiao Lun looked at the ball of four-color light and replied, "The left and right are just four filters."

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"Success."

Qiao Lun opened his closed eyes and felt the spiritual tide becoming more and more surging, even beginning to secretly combine with the real world to give birth to powerful creations, and said to Kong Ming.