Star Forge Titan

Alvin looked at everything in front of him blankly. He even saw a huge slide not far away that looked super fun. From time to time, cute plush animals rolled down the slide in circles, and he laughed the whole time.

"..." Titan scratched his head. What on earth was going on with this [Earth Swearing]?

"Level 6+ entertainment area?" Alvin muttered, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he found a swing nearby and sat down. He needed to think carefully about how to break the deadlock.

Seeing the arrival of outsiders, all kinds of small animals immediately gathered around. They held hands and began to sing and dance around Ivan. The sound was lovely and not irritating, making people feel very relaxed and even want to fall asleep.

Alvin did not act immediately. He just sat on the swing woven with flowering vines, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the various small animals in front of him.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a chubby little rabbit. After he lifted it into the air, the little rabbit immediately let out a strange babbling sound, but it didn't struggle very hard, as if it was treating being lifted up as some kind of novel and interesting game.

Ivan stared at the cute little animal in silence, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Your six senses are not pure."

In an instant, the chubby rabbit's facial features became sharp, and his expression and eyes revealed a dangerous aura.

"How can a stuffed toy prepared for children be so impure?" Titan, who had transformed into a mortal, spoke in an indifferent tone, with a playful smile gradually appearing on his face.

The so-called "six impure senses" is just what it means on paper. These little things that look like plush toys that can run and jump actually have extra organs that children's plush toys should not have.

In other words, they are all running naked on the [Hell Curse] with their balls exposed and squeaking!

His expression remained smiling, but Ivan immediately drew his Nervous Axe. From the terrifying and sinister chainsaw axe leaped the spirit of Karlbant. Having completely declared his submission, he had shed his demonic identity and essentially transformed into something akin to a Forged Steel Soul.

Just as he was about to say something harsh, Karlbant saw the group of small animals in front of him suddenly become quiet.

In a sense, this former horrific Reil demon, molded into the form of a lamb, bore a striking resemblance to the group. But now, it looked as if it had been stuffed into a mountain of cow dung. Its philtrum was stretched to its limit, its brows furrowed like a long, undisguised frown, its entire face filled with undisguised disdain.

"[Hell Curse] How could it be these guys! Scatter them! Scatter them quickly!"

"These guys would hide in shipping containers and sell themselves at high prices, and even climb onto the kid's bed at night, turning normal people into troublemakers! They are the worst Serane demons!" Karlbant took a breath and added 'one of' with some helplessness.

The smile on Ivan's face completely disappeared, and then he raised his knife and swung it down again and again.

The originally harmonious and friendly (not so) furry paradise was immediately filled with screams and bloodshed. Before the tender pink blood and fragments could even splatter, they were torn, bitten, and chewed to pieces by the roaring, high-speed rotating chainsaw axe.

Finally, he set a fire, fully understanding the principle of eradicating all evil.

Under the scorching flames, the area's once lovely exterior curled and blackened, gradually revealing the unchanging, twisted nature of demons and hell. Toy boxes concealed tentacles, peek-a-boo rockeries were riddled with sharp teeth and tongues, and even the small flowers growing from the swings emitted addictive hallucinogenic gases.

"[Earth curse], this isn't a 6+ zone, it's an R18G zone..."

Ivan, who had activated all his protective measures, couldn't help but curse out loud. He wasn't too worried about his own resistance, but he felt nauseous mentally, a 100% or even 90% nauseous feeling.

"In fact, all areas of Paradise are like this." Karlbant complained, then spat out a piece of broken bone from the gap between the chainsaws with a "Pooh". It must be someone unlucky enough to cause trouble for him even before his death. It's really annoying to have it stuck in my teeth.

The man and the axe looked at each other and sighed together.

Crossing the burned-out furry paradise and passing through the flower-filled garden maze, Alvin stepped into a new area.

He saw a city ahead, its streets decorated with all sorts of colorful flags, and various artists performing on the streets. Everyone had a sincere smile on their face, and even strangers would greet each other.

There was a sweetness in the air, and the whole place was filled with an atmosphere of friendliness and freedom.

Seeing a stranger coming, a dark-skinned man with a simple and honest appearance immediately came up and introduced himself.

"Welcome to the free and open Ugly City. I am the current mayor of this city. Just call me Abilike..." The dark-skinned man suddenly stopped talking and looked at Ivan in amazement.

"How can a grown man like you go out wearing pants? This is too stereotypical!" Abelike screamed.

Yes, this dark-skinned man named Abelike, who is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 280 pounds, is wearing a floral bubble dress at the moment.

Alvin, clench your fists!

Chapter 273 Six Rings of Wonderful Joy 2

In just thirty seconds, Abilique hurled more than fifty accusations. She was also particularly adept at calling on her friends, immediately getting those around her, who she didn't know whether to call brothers or sisters, to join in the accusations.

In this situation, Alvin's choice was very simple, even plain.

It's hard, the fist is hard.

"I don't know what it is called."

Looking away, Abelik, the self-proclaimed Ugly Mayor, was now left with only two limp legs and hair hanging out. Most of his body and head were buried under the collapsed wall, and it was unclear whether he was breathing.

Ignoring the facts, they're selectively deaf and blind. On the one hand, they say people should have the freedom to make their own choices, while on the other hand, they point fingers and make inappropriate comments about those who are different from them. Tsk tsk, they're really good at playing double standards.

As for this kind of thing, Alvin had no intention of talking to it at all. His fists were the only language they could understand.

Screams of terror were heard all around, and men in skirts and people who couldn't tell whether they were men or women were running around, fully demonstrating the most real and vibrant side of this city.

As he slightly relaxed his perception, Alvin immediately frowned and showed an ugly expression as if he had stepped on dog shit.

It turns out that the characteristic of this place is that the definitions of beauty and ugliness are completely distorted. It is not just a simple reversal of the two, but it is distorted to the point of being so bizarre that it is impossible to clearly understand the specific meaning.

Perhaps, ambiguity is what they want, because only the lack of clear definition can allow some people to define it arbitrarily and thus get something or achieve something.

Beyond the chaotic definition, the city is flooded with addictive substances, and the residents here turn a blind eye to it.

Highly dangerous illegal drugs, so high they turn your brain into pus, can be easily purchased at street vendors. Children running by clutch lollipops laced with 99.99% hallucinogenic herbal formulas. Licking them will cause the kid to perform a Thomas full spin on the spot, until he collapses, twitching like a fish out of water.

"What a nonsense..." Alvin said again, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

Now, he was fully aware of the fact that he was in hell.

Of the three previous evil gods, Xin Liezhi had already committed suicide long ago, so there was no need to worry. Naruto, having previously suffered the fall of a great demon, was able to guess some of their true intentions and take preemptive action. Kong Ruier, on the other hand, was completely unconcealed; a direct confrontation with him would reveal the truth immediately.

Only Serane, a guy who hides himself behind silk curtains and almost only appears in the inner circle of the upper class.

Until now, Alvin has not been able to accurately guess what kind of conceptual authority the other party holds.

Enjoyment? Not entirely.

Indulgence? That's too one-sided.

Under the illumination of the burning city lights, Alvin silently extinguished the holy sword in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Behind him, many monsters and demons that were scorched by the high temperature revealed their original forms one after another. They were actually demons and hell creatures disguised as humans.

It made sense. What normal person would take hallucinogenic drugs? And then, after just a couple of twitches, he could recover and continue? Is that something a human could do?

If someone sees someone else enjoying themselves and then starts to imitate them, then they have completely fallen for the demons. Over time, not only will their bodies be ravaged by illegal drugs, but their souls will also be irreversibly distorted by the endless stimulation, gradually becoming what the demons want them to be.

When the city lights went out and he stepped on the charred ruins on the ground, Alvin finally understood something.

If you're surrounded by lunatics and insane freaks, then whatever you do is permitted. Isn't this a privilege, a kind of unfettered... freedom?

Then, the most ridiculous part appeared.

If those seemingly clueless lunatics and freaks around us were actually paid performers or staff members who had other motives, wouldn't it be a huge joke for normal people to imitate their weird behavior?

It's like a clown, even the circus is vying for him...

"Ha." Alvin laughed, which was not funny at all. He just felt that people who indulged in such a country were very pathetic.

Of course, people who have no opinions of their own should not be sympathized with, even if some of them are just pretending to be drunk.

Crushing the scorched banners, Ivan continued his advance deeper into the six circular walls. The kingdoms that emerged were each more insane than the last, yet a certain underlying unity existed.

Ivan didn't rely solely on brute force to break through. The further he progressed, the more his mind became challenged. If a person lacked subjectivity, a clear understanding of self, and sound judgment, they could easily become addicted to the "characteristics" of a particular area.

Fortunately, Alvin has some of the above qualities. Even if he cannot be called a saint, he at least has the integrity of a normal person.

At least that's what he thought.

In short, after conquering many special cities and twisted areas, Alvin finally arrived behind the sixth ring wall.

There was nothing ahead, only a lake without a single ripple. Beneath the emerald green water lay a hazy mass of figures, yet even with the eyes of a Titan, he couldn't discern their true forms, which made Alvin wary.

'Kala'

There was a sound of something being kicked under his feet. Alvin couldn't help but look down, and saw that it was a toy that looked very familiar.

Dark green armor, a tan shell, and cheap plastic material together form a robot model that can be transformed into a tank.

My pupils dilated little by little, and some memories from the distant past were catching up with me at superluminal speed.

A little boy with a longing look on his face slowly emerged in Ivan's mind. That was himself staring at the Transformers toy in his classmate's hand.

Even though it was a cheap pirated product without official authorization, it was still the dream lover of many boys. Oh no, for boys of that age, it was much rarer than a dream lover!

If you don’t get more than six perfect scores in the exam, don’t even think about asking your parents to pay for it.

I have scored 100 points countless times in the exams, but my family always says the same thing - playing with things will ruin your ambition!

Hey, even if it's just for compensation, I have to pick this thing up and play with it for a while! Ivan's fingers moved subconsciously, but he didn't bend down to pick it up.

Then, he saw more and more familiar things emerging from the water in front of him.

A limited-edition handheld game console with a transparent case, a toy rifle that fires BBs in rapid succession, a telescope that extends from the pirate captain's hand in the movie, roller skates with pulleys that flip out of the soles, and the original scooter with a handle that sticks up, a classic example of a scooter from novels and TV commercials...

Gradually, the surroundings could no longer bear any trace of their original appearance. The entire lake was completely filled up, turning into a happy kingdom composed of many regrets in memory.

At the same time, this is also a lonely castle with only one person.

Overwhelmed by memories, Ivan didn't say a word or take a step.

The only thing left in my ears was the most familiar heartbeat.

Chapter 274 Six Rings of Wonderful Joy 3

The things that I missed in the past are now piled up in front of me.

There were so many "gifts" emerging from the lake that it was ridiculous, even including cards left briefly when I was a child, and even the instant noodles that came with the card appeared, and it was the most suitable size.

Ivan felt only joy in seeing, in hearing, in tasting, in feeling, and in being happy. It seemed as if no other moment could have made him feel more at peace than this moment. But when the regrets completely disappeared, what surged into his heart seemed not to be satisfaction, but a sense of loss and emptiness.

I want nothing, I don't want to do anything, I just lie quietly and sink to the bottom of the lake, waiting for the darkness to surround and drown me, until it puts an end to everything, representing the end of the movement.

There seemed to be something whispering in my ear, "Go to sleep, go to sleep." There was everything in the dream, and I could do anything in the dream. As long as I closed my eyes and never opened them again, I could have a nearly perfect dream.

As a result, his eyelids became heavier as if they were hung with lead weights, but Alvin's fists became clenched tighter like steel.

If you have a hammer, you might treat every problem like a nail and simply deal with it. This approach is certainly not advisable, even if the hammer is large and strong enough. After all, a hammer only works outward. To work inward, you need a sharp blade, a blade that can penetrate the deepest part of your soul and dissect your true self to see the truth.

Trillions of battle blades, burning magic swords, annihilating axes, countless weapons that have only been used once or twice leaped out of nothingness, and the cold light flashed and rose and fell, smashing all the confusion and regrets into pieces.

What I really want never exists in the past, nor is it a long, illusory dream.

You have to look for it in the present and in the future, and use these five strong fingers to hold it all for yourself!

The lake's surface suddenly ruptured, and the pale victor, whose victory had been crystallized as destiny, burst forth from the water. Countless things he had once sought but could never obtain transformed into flowing water, flowing down the gorgeous, pure white armor, devoid of any color, never to return. The water splashed with countless sighs, yet it couldn't elicit even a single hesitation from Alvin.

Finally, a figure appeared in front of the Titan.

When the word "beauty" is mentioned, the first impression that comes to mind is the perfect and almost unreal figure in every corner.

She was the beautiful Seranie herself, but Ivan's dark golden eyes did not fluctuate at all. Instead, he slowly frowned and showed an expression of disgust as if he saw something dirty.

Originally, Seranie, dressed in white with flowing hair, seemed the perfect embodiment of first love, filled with regret and nostalgia. But with each step she took, her makeup grew more alluring and heavy, and her gorgeous clothes became more revealing and bizarre.

Gradually, it turned into a strange appearance with countless cumbersome ornaments piled up.

"I see." Alvin exhaled lightly. Facing the evil god himself made him see his true nature clearly.

Peace, the conceptual authority that Seranie holds is this word that sounds particularly beautiful.

Using celestial bodies as a medium, Seranie would control the world's emotional fluctuations in the form of light waves by reflecting the light of stars, allowing all intelligent life forms to express their emotions normally in dreams, thereby making them more rational in the real world, and indirectly promoting the development of a better and more rational civilization. However, the device is now becoming very ugly due to the accumulation of operating errors.

The ultimate result of endlessly expressing emotions and pursuing happiness is inescapable dependence.

Gradually, the original stimulation methods will be abandoned due to sensory numbness, and then evolve into more extreme methods such as dependence on external objects. And the subsequent subsequent breakthrough of the threshold is to gradually fall into a darker abyss, until the self is completely destroyed, rationality is lost, and it becomes a complete slave.

It's really ironic that the spiritual therapy device that originally brought a sense of peace of mind to all living things on the planet, in the end, because it was unable to completely eliminate troubles, gradually became the troubles themselves over a long period of time.

Even though everything was seen through, the beautiful figure in front of him always smiled without saying a word, as if that expression was carved on his flesh with a chisel.

"It's so ugly." The Titan shook his head and then punched him away.

puff!

The figure flew backwards, her makeup lighter, her cumbersome decorations lessened. Then came the second and third punches, the continuous barrage of punches that made Seranie gasp.

Correction punches were fired tens, hundreds, and thousands of times, and the massive accumulation of errors caused by the overrun was instantly cleared by the Super Administrator's Fist. Finally, accompanied by countless exploding particles of light, Seranie disappeared, leaving only a white halo in its place, hovering quietly like the moon hanging high in the night sky.

Alvin raised the golden bracelet he was wearing, and the white halo and all the mist in the deep hell-paradise poured into the last flawless gem.

Just like that, the six walls that made up the Happy Castle collapsed one after another, and all the beautiful dreams disappeared without even a sigh.

At this point, the earth carries life, the flowing water gives destiny, the raging fire ignites the fight, and the long wind brings laughter.

The four hells were declared completely destroyed, and Alvin was able to inherit the last legacy left by the ancient Titan.