Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

You know, chains are actually bonds, and bonds must involve emotions.

Furthermore, forming a bond with Yaldabaoth was a little too unexpected.

Shocked, he looked up at the "false god" and discovered another detail that made him uneasy.

Yaldabaoth... He seemed to be completely unaffected by the time stop, and was tapping a chain lightly with a look of surprise, as if he was playing.

“Interesting, is this also part of your power?” An extremely strange expression appeared on his face, which seemed to be both puzzled and nostalgic. “Building a connection between hearts… It’s really amazing. This can even be considered a kind of authority. — You are indeed special!”

Faced with his sincere admiration, Mitsui Tsubasa was a little hesitant. He always felt that there was something wrong with this relationship.

Yaldabaoth was the real murderer who attempted to destroy the world, but now he was chatting and laughing with him here, and they had formed a bond.

In this way, wouldn't it put him in an unjust position and make him look like a villain!

He is a righteous man...well...never mind, that's not important.

Justice is defined by the victor. As long as he keeps winning, he is the messenger of justice that no one can question!

Since we have established a social relationship with Yaldabait, we can probably trust him a little...

Mitsui Tsubasa hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, and cast his gaze towards the divine rune in front of him.

When his eyes touched those runes, a vast sea of ​​knowledge poured into his mind like a torrent. Even with his extraordinary physique, he was still dizzy by the mental shock.

The inculcation of knowledge lasted for more than ten minutes, and the harvest was incredible. He could only mechanically store most of the knowledge and sort it out later when he had free time.

He paid special attention to the knowledge of creating fields and enhancing strength to solve current difficulties.

From Yaldabait, he found what the First Emperor had said - the technique of turning desires and emotions into firewood to strengthen the flames of the heart.

And it is more detailed and exquisite.

Using the inherent evil of arrogance in human nature as a spark, it ignites other desires and emotions, using the human soul as fuel to transform it into divine power.

After carefully understanding this technique, even someone like Mitsui Tsubasa, who doesn't treat "NPCs" as human beings, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

To put it bluntly, this behavior is no different from "cannibalism"...

What will happen to humans whose souls are completely burned?

Is it becoming useless?

No, it might be worse than that, like becoming a zombie.

When he thought about the world being filled with lifeless "zombie humans" with dull eyes, his heart sank and he found it difficult to make a decision.

Chapter 265 Delicious Soul

In mid-air, two figures faced each other from a distance, and an awe-inspiring pressure permeated the air, suppressing even the howling evening breeze.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at the ground, with golden light flickering in his eyes, and he remained silent for a long time.

Yaldabait sat on the throne, fiddling with his fingers leisurely, with a strange arc slowly forming at the corner of his mouth.

"My young fellow, don't you think this world is fake? Then why do you care about those fake lives?"

Faced with his teasing question, Mitsui Tsubasa frowned and looked at him, remaining silent.

At this moment, he recalled the words of the First Emperor before his death:

[Are those partners who love you deeply also fake? Are those bonds you have forged with your own hands really meaningless? ]

"Takemi Tadashi, Sakura Futaba, Kanzaki Hazuki, Egami Shizuru, Ooya Kazuko... and those beautiful companions who have not yet come to him but will definitely belong to him in the future. Are they also fake?"

For some reason, when he thought of this, his heart, which was beating like a drum, felt a slight pain.

Their smiles and tears are closely linked to his joys and sorrows, and are an indispensable part of his life.

After recalling the happy times he spent with them, Mitsui Tsubasa finally found the answer in his heart.

"They are real and true."

But not everyone is like this... Those who don't have the talents of an awakened personality mask are just old humans who failed to evolve, and are completely different from new humans who have talents.

To use the Harry Potter series of books as an analogy, those old humans are "Muggles", and the new humans are "wizards" with super powers!

Thinking of this, Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly understood: "Yes, this world should be divided into three classes. Standing at the top of the mortal world is him, the only god. Below him are the new humans with personality masks who follow and serve the gods. The lowest level is the mud... no, the old humans. "

This world is still fake now. Only when it is completely controlled by him can it become real under his witness!

The logic is self-consistent and the plan makes sense!

After finding the answer in his heart and readjusting his worldview, Mitsui Tsubasa finally let go of the reluctance in his heart and began to re-examine Yaldabaoth's proposal.

"In order to create a domain that can cover the entire world, it is necessary to draw power from ordinary people."

"However, the extraction method can be gentler. It is too cruel to burn the human soul all at once. If the proportion can be controlled and desires and emotions can be extracted in small amounts within the safe range of normal human life, sustainable development can be achieved."

'Like a shepherd tending his flock, getting the wool safely. It could even be considered a poll tax.'

Unconsciously, the golden light in Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes became brighter and brighter, and an arrogant smile appeared on his face.

Yaldabait noticed the change in his expression, and immediately a smile broke out on his face. "It seems that you have found the answer. Then act quickly. I can't wait to see your true face."

"True appearance?"

Mitsui Tsubasa's mind moved, and he tried to find relevant records from the divine knowledge. However, the knowledge was so vast that it was impossible to sort it out in a short time.

Seeing that Yaldabet had no intention of explaining, he could only keep the matter to himself for the time being.

Recalling the techniques for strengthening the Flame of the Heart, he quickly scanned the entire area and found a suitable experimental subject - a sturdy adult man who was hiding under the bar of an upscale bar, crying and holding his head.

Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't see his face, but from his spirit mixed with twisted desires, it was not difficult to tell that he was probably not a good person.

If we must make an analogy, based on the degree of its distortion, it can probably be classified as the fourth level of impression space.

There was no doubt that this was the borer in his beautiful garden...

As Mitsui Tsubasa's mind moved, the arrogant part of this man's desire quietly changed.

These desires that originally belonged to him instantly got out of control, quickly gathered together, and rioted violently.

Instantly, the more severe headache and dizziness made the man scream shrilly. He couldn't help rolling on the ground and wailing, his pupils dilated to the limit, and his eyeballs even rolled into his eye sockets, leaving only bloodshot and bulging whites.

This horrific scene frightened the guests around, and they ignored their severe headaches and crawled away to avoid it.

At this moment, Mitsui Tsubasa appeared silently in front of him. But neither the man nor the guests watching from a distance seemed to see him, and the scene was still in chaos.

As the distance got closer, the changes in the soul became clearer in his eyes.

Arrogance continued to condense, and after being compressed to the limit, it suddenly burst into flames, igniting other desires and emotions in the man's soul.

The muscular man's screams suddenly stopped, his body twitched violently, and a foul smell emanated from under him.

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned and blocked the space around him to prevent the smell from spreading.

He paid no attention to the man who was foaming at the mouth, but was concentrating on observing the changes in his soul.

As the flames of arrogance burned fiercely, the man's soul trembled and became unstable.

Under the burning flames, the originally invisible soul seemed to be burning like firewood.

In Mitsui Tsubasa's sight, the man's soul was disintegrating and turning into shining points of light that overflowed from his body.

As soon as the soul fragments emerged, they quickly merged into the realm.

A weak but extremely wonderful power slowly merged into Mitsui Tsubasa's heart.

His expression changed drastically. He felt that this power was so wonderful that even his soul was cheering and urging him to speed up.

According to the original plan, he should have stopped after reaching this step and observed the man's subsequent changes.

But this... soul-devouring pleasure was so intense, stronger than any happiness he had ever experienced in his life, that he was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

"He's not a good person anyway, so let me see what happens to a human whose soul is burned out, hahahaha——!"

Under Mitsui Tsubasa's indifference, this unknown man, whose name he didn't even know, met his fate. His soul couldn't stand the burning of the flames of arrogance, and after just a few dozen seconds, it was completely shattered and exploded into a field of fireworks.

A stronger pleasure than before surged into his heart, the golden light in Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes surged, and a smile that could only be described as crazy appeared on his face.

Fortunately, this power was limited. After a brief moment of loss, he regained his sanity, and suddenly an indescribable fear surged in his heart!

"Is this the taste of the soul... so... sweet...?"

Chapter 266 Delicious Humans

The plan encountered problems at the very beginning, and Mitsui Tsubasa found that he had completely underestimated the difficulty of devouring the soul.

It is harder than climbing to the sky to have a small bite without affecting normal human life.

Because these souls were so delicious, they gave him an extreme pleasure as if he was floating in the air - that was the pleasure produced by the sublimation of his own soul, which was far more wonderful than any enjoyment in the world.

In the face of this kind of bliss, drugs and dopamine are nothing.

Mitsui Yi's expression changed. He could clearly feel that there was one more ray of the flame of his heart in his body. Although the number was small, it was a permanent improvement. With the accumulation of sand into a tower, his growth rate would be accelerated exponentially.

Not to mention, his soul and body were also slowly but endlessly strengthened in the process, transforming into an immortal god.

And this is just one person's soul...

His eyes slowly scanned the people in the bar, barely able to suppress his desire to devour them all.

Think about it, there are more than seven billion people in this world. If all of them...

"No! No! Calm down!!"

In the last second before he was about to lose control, Mitsui Tsubasa used up the last of his rationality to forcibly suppress his twisted desires.

He breathed deeply, and the air he exhaled from his mouth turned into a strong wind, blowing the tables and chairs in the bar all over the sky.

Even the guests were blown to and fro, looking for the source of the strong wind in confusion.

Mitsui Tsubasa didn't dare to look at these "delicious" humans anymore and turned his gaze back to the man who fell to the ground.

After his soul dissipated, he just lay quietly on the ground, without saying a word.

When he approached, Mitsui Tsubasa first saw the saliva on his mouth, followed by his silly face.

It was an indescribable weird expression.

It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul, but in the eyes of the man who had lost his soul there was only pure emptiness.

Watching it for a long time may even trigger the uncanny valley effect, as if it is just a fake person with a human appearance.

Mitsui Tsubasa tried to listen to his inner voice, but there was nothing there...

This poor man turned into a vegetable, the type that will never wake up.

In fact, he was completely dead, and what was left was just a shell of flesh and blood. Even the instinct of breathing was almost gone.

"This is worse than becoming a disabled person..."

"Since the soul really exists, then humans still have the possibility of reincarnation. But if the soul is devoured in this way... I'm afraid it can only be regarded as a broken soul."

Faced with the cruel reality, Mitsui Tsubasa's face was as gloomy as water, and golden light kept flashing between his eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind that even if he faced the torture of morality and conscience, he would continue on the path to becoming a god.

He would never think of giving up the hope of becoming a god just for a few old humans.

As long as the amount absorbed is controlled and each person only extracts the shallowest and smallest part, it should be safe...

With a flash of his eyes and without moving his body, he knew everything that was going on in the bar.

There were 35 guests in total, nine of whom were wearing uniforms and were obviously staff. Among these people, six had more twisted desires, probably at the level of petty evil.

Mitsui Tsubasa was too lazy to think too much. He tapped the ground lightly with his feet, like a wisp of firework, leaving a trail of afterimages, and appeared in front of the "worm" closest to him like teleportation.

She was a young woman dressed promiscuously, with very bright makeup on her face, leaning delicately in the arms of the young man beside her.

The young man dressed as a playboy had a pale face and looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activities.

However... from the perspective of soul vision, he is barely a good person and should not have done too many bad things. The reason why he looks bad is probably because of kidney deficiency.

Mitsui Tsubasa glanced at him and ignored him, focusing all his attention on the woman.

Her spirit body is a mixture of pink, black and brown, and looks like a piece of plasticine kneaded by a child, full of a sense of disharmony.

'Lust and greed...'