Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 877: The Desire of the Demon

There are several high-rise buildings standing around the square, with many of the town’s firing points set up inside. This is the only way for outside teams to enter the town.

Here the town does not require outsiders to disarm, so there are often many conflicts. At this moment, the people above are looking down from time to time, and if anything happens, they will open fire without hesitation.

When Chen Chuan walked to the center of the square, many people noticed him. They immediately thought he was a little unusual because he didn't fit in with the people around him.

But he was alone after all, with only a suitcase with him, and he didn't take out any guns or other things. Moreover, he was just standing in an open area, so the guards were not too vigilant at first, and just looked at him twice.

However, when he raised his fist and a clear light appeared on it, someone immediately realized something was wrong. When they were about to shout out, suddenly, a white light suddenly filled their eyes.

No one could open their eyes for a moment. After a moment, a huge muffled sound came from their ears. Even their heads and internal organs seemed to vibrate. At the same time, the ground was undulating like waves. They were unsteady on their feet and grabbed things beside them to try to steady themselves.

And when the noise died down, these people stood up, shaking their heads. They looked outside at this moment, their eyes were a little dull.

I saw that many of the glass windows of the buildings on both sides were shattered, and the few pedestrians in the square fell to the ground. A huge cloud of dust and smoke rolled up into the sky and spread around.

In the middle, the man in the hoodie stood there. A huge deep pit appeared in front of him, and wisps of light could be seen coming out of it.

Chen Chuan was standing at the edge of the pit at this moment, looking down. There was a layer of milky white mist floating below, and under the mist were twisted and rotating branches, and a little light was flickering in the curled places.

His eyes were deep.

Got you.

As that thing appeared, he felt the second me begin to become blurred. This blurring came in waves, much stronger than what he felt in the simulated scene.

The people around him were looking at him in horror. After a long while, someone finally reacted. He screamed in a voice that sounded extremely frightened: "Shoot!"

One of them seemed to have some experience and said hurriedly: "Don't..."

But his voice was soon drowned out by the sound of gunfire. Countless bullets poured towards where Chen Chuan was. But the next moment, the scene in front of them stunned everyone. All the bullets suddenly slowed down when they approached within a few dozen meters around his body.

Countless bullets seemed to encounter tremendous resistance and moved forward slowly, leaving traces in the air. The bullets in the front slowed down, while those in the back continued to join in. After shooting for more than half a minute, everyone stared at that place in a daze.

I saw dense bullets floating in the air, mixed with some broken gravel and dirt, hanging around the figure in the middle.

Chen Chuan ignored the attack just now, he was looking down at the moment.

You can see the brains attached to the True Form Tree. Theoretically, these brains are still alive. Although they are no longer complete people, they still maintain a minimum of consciousness.

Before he came here, he had thought that if he found this tree, he would temporarily control it and then find a way to deal with it. After all, destroying these consciousnesses was equivalent to killing these people completely.

But now he realized that things were not that simple, because just when he broke through the ground and had not yet emitted his own biological field, he felt a naked malice coming from the tree, as if this thing was extremely eager for his brain.

He immediately asked, "Hongfu, can you tell the specific situation of those brain tissues?"

The red scarf around his neck swayed, and Hong Fu's voice rang in his ears, saying, "The consciousness in the biological brain is moving rapidly according to the established guidance frequency. Preliminary analysis shows that the consciousness is repeating the entire process from birth to death."

Chen Chuan was silent for a moment before he said, "In other words, they are experiencing everything they experienced in their lifetime?"

"It can be said that such stimulation can provide the tree with a special kind of spiritual nourishment, which can promote its growth. People with rich emotions and natural talents can provide more nutrients. In addition, the number of biological brains hanging on its branches is one third more than in the simulated scene."

Chen Chuan stared at the heads hanging there. Except for some fanatical people who went there on their own initiative, most of them were deceived or forced.

Among them were the brains of fighters purchased by Assistant Ling and others, some were students who died in the ring, some were street people like Brother Xiaoman, and some were talented children who were trafficked, and many of them were students that Teacher Wu had accepted.

They were constantly experiencing their own lives there, which also meant that the pain before their death was being played out over and over again. He asked: "Hongfu, is it possible that what Ling Jianxing said at the beginning could be realized?"

"Unless we add the spiritual power of an active consciousness to correct it, there is a slight chance of success, but it is limited to the current level of life."

Chen Chuan said coldly: "I understand."

He looked towards the tree crown, where there was an extremely strong biological field and a strong consciousness. He could feel that faint mental fluctuations were converging towards it from the heads around it. That seemed to be the main body of the tree.

Combined with the previous situation, there is no doubt that it has become a new self, with its own will, and has developed strong desires similar to those of humans. It is no longer a symbiotic organism in the pure sense, but can be called a demon tree.

This process should have started not long ago, probably less than half a year, which means it should have been after Ling Jianxing was eliminated.

Maybe Ling Jianxing's original plan was not like this, or maybe there was some way to suppress it, but none of this mattered now. He couldn't let this thing continue to survive.

At this time, there were bursts of explosions all around, followed by whooshing sounds. It was the gunners in the town firing at this place.

But this also had no effect on him. After the shells entered the biological field, they became slow as if they had entered water. Even if they exploded the next moment, the fragments would expand in an instant and then slowly spread outward. Only fire could be seen flickering from time to time inside.

Moreover, these cannons soon became silent, and then gunshots were heard from the distance. It was obvious that someone had sabotaged them. This should be the cooperation of Baomi's hired team.

He ignored all this, put down the suitcase in his hand, tore off his smock, and then raised the Xuejun Knife.

The True Form Tree seemed to have sensed the danger at this moment, and began to tremble there, and waves of huge spiritual power enveloped it, as if trying to force him to change his thoughts.

However, although the scale of this spiritual power is not small, its quality is far worse. It is like using a thin mist to shake a piece of solid jade, which has almost no effect, because this is a difference at a fundamental level.

As if realizing that this was of no use, the branches began to shake, and then a rustling sound was heard. Then, from under the branches and leaves, beetles of all sizes that had just been seen outside crawled out from the bottom, flapping their wings and flying towards the top.

Chen Chuan stood still. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. In an instant, an invisible force spread outwards, like a gust of wind blowing past. With him as the center, within a radius of thousands of meters, everyone's eyes rolled back and fell to the ground.

Those flying insects suddenly lost their strength and then fell from the air one after another. Some of the insects that had not yet flown fell directly to the ground, with only their limbs still twitching.

At this time, he took the Xuejun Sword and swung it downwards. The scabbard suddenly flew out and flew far below. With a clang, it stuck into the soil on the ground. He took a step forward and jumped from a high altitude, landing directly on a thick branch below. The scarf around his neck was dragged out with a red line.

After he stood firm, he looked towards the place where the spiritual fluctuations were most intense, and walked towards there step by step. The branches up and down, left and right, squirmed, as if trying to stop him.

However, under the suppression of his field power, they just raised up and then drooped down again. As he walked forward, as if an invisible hand was separating them in front, the tangled branches spontaneously separated layer by layer.

Soon, he arrived at the spiritual core, and its true appearance was revealed. It was a head-like object made up of blood-red branches, with a faint red light flickering inside.

This is where the consciousness and essence of the entire tree lies. It is a "true tree" in the true sense. Even if the outer body is destroyed, as long as this thing is still alive and runs away, once it reaches a place where people gather, it can use this as a foundation and grow again.

It will keep chasing after the brains of all the humans around it, obtaining nutrients from them to stimulate its own growth and evolution.

When he got here, this thing began to tremble violently. At this moment, the heads wrapped in branches began to shake, and at the same time, various voices sounded around, as if countless people were cursing, begging, and even accusing, among them there seemed to be familiar voices.

Chen Chuan was not moved at all. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the shiny blade of Xue Jun Knife. A flickering light suddenly floated on it. He grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, took a step forward, and stabbed it into the knife!

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(End of this chapter)